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(I was attempting to complete Hukif's Lucid Dare; challenging me to fight Spider-Man, without the aid of Lucid Powers. After waking up and doing a few brain-teasers, at about 5 a.m., I went back to sleep with the intention of finding and fighting Spider-Man.)

10/27/2014
Fragment One
Untitled
I was at an outdoor festival with friends. A specific girl I was chilling with was absolutely gorgeous (tall, exotic, dirty-blonde hair. Reminded me a little of AP), and we were getting really cozy; hugged up on each other and dozing off while I was rubbing my fingers along her thigh.


Dream Two
"Coke Challenge"

I had a false awakening, where I woke in my Canterbury bedroom. There was barely any light coming in through the window, but I could tell that the room was different (from my present one), but couldn't recognize how. While I was trying to figure it out, a young boy walked into my room, immediately alarming me because I always keep my door locked when I sleep.

He stood in the shadows of the doorway, trying to grab my attention, talking about how I should come and try the "coke (cocaine) and [something?]" that he'd just made. I sat up in bed and started questioning him about who he was and how the Hell he got into my room. He seemed to try to avoid my questions, remaining suspiciously quiet and just standing at the open doorway.

"This is a dream, isn't it?" I asked, rhetorically.

The moment I became lucid, the dream transitioned (or ended).


Dream Three
"Superhero Scapegoat"

I was back with the girl from the original dream, and we were walking down the sidewalk of a city street. There was a bank, off to our left, and we turned to step inside...walking right into the middle of a bank robbery in progress.

The thieves were running in and out of the back of the bank, taking turns leaving carts of money for short periods, before coming back in and grabbing as much more as they could. I don't remember actually seeing any employees or customers. With one of the carts being near to us, my lady-friend and I simply couldn't resist grabbing onto the handles and rushing over to the door with the cart, trying to wheel the money out. (Not that I would have ever done that, in waking life, but it was just made sense, in the dream. Lol.)

There was some cloth hanging from the car (with a design on it like the gray and black plaid on my PJ pants) and it got stuck in a closing door on our way out. Before we could get ourselves unstuck, a man with a gun appeared before us. It was the alleged 'boss' of this operation, and he was looking to get onto us about trying to steal 'his' money. I also remember that there was some lackey helping him out, a midget who was dressed in some sort of animal costume. He didn't stay long, though.

The crime boss, ironically, turned us in to the police, convincing them that we were the ones who orchestrated and executed the entire heist. Strangely enough, though, he said that there was one other person helping us: Spider-Man.

While we were being escorted toward the police station, so was the Webslinger. He was surrounded by about a dozen officers with automatic weapons trained on him, walking solemnly toward the front steps of the precinct. I could see a large, armored vehicle nearby, which is what I think they delivered him in. Even with his mask on, I could tell by his body language that he seemed completely defeated and dejected while they ushered him to jail.

That's the last thing I remember.

(Damn! So close! )

Seems like cops and mercenaries have been recurring elements in my dreams, lately...

10/26/2014
"Maritime Mercenary Mayhem"

Spoiler for Short Version!:

Summary:
Long, hazy lucid dream having to do with cops-turned-mercenaries, hidden treasure, a massive battle on a waterside cliff, and then becoming lucid just before tearing a tank apart with my bare hands. Good times.

This was a crazy, long dream. I really don't remember all of the details, but will do my best. I was with my family, and we were having a small party. Sometime during the night, the neighbors ended up calling the police, and there was a huge ordeal about it. The cops turned out to be mercenaries (again), and we found out that the reason they were messing with us had less to do with our noise than it had to do with some hidden treasure, that they were after, thinking that we had something to do with its disappearance.

There was a lot of action, in this dream, and we were in constant skirmishes withe these mercs. I remember being out on the water, and the mercenaries had some sort of cliff-side fortress, on a peninsula, which we were trying to storm, conceivably to get a hold of whatever treasure it was that they were looking for. My allies and I died many, many times and I just kept re-spawning back in the same place, destined to repeat the scenario. (Likely a throwback to Edge of Tomorrow, but the fortress reminded me much of Alcatraz in The Rock.) It became less about us trying to get away from the mercs than it was about trying to beat them at their own game.

It was around this time that I realized I was dreaming. We were heading back to the fortress, on a small, military-style motorboat. My best friend T was now with us, even though I don't think he had been there the whole time. Now lucid, I was revved up and ready to face this mercenaries again, and I was expressing my excitement to T, talking about my lucidity and trying to get him to join in, once the fighting started again. I took a look at my hands and grounded myself into the dream, hoping to make it last as long as possible. Off to one side, an enormous mech suit or robot towered about waste-deep in this ocean. It looked to be Godzilla-sized and had a shiny, metallic-gray body with blades that stuck out to all sides. T commented on it, and I told him about how it just had been standing there, throughout the entire battle, immobile, and was nothing that we needed to worry about.

When we arrived to the small, waterside fortress, which had two tall towers rising above the jagged rocks on one side of the shore, it was all-out war, once again. At first, I stuck to using firearms, as I had done earlier in the dream. We pushed into the towers, making our way up through the levels, periodically ducking in and out of cover while mowing through enemy after enemy. Just as we had completely taken the upper-hand, I found out that one of the girls in my group, to whom I had been really close, was abducted from the fray, in a tank, and taken away from the tower, further into the mainland. From the top level of the tower, I could see the tank speeding away through the dirt, maybe 100 yards from the base.

I planted my feet, bent my knees and then launched myself into the air, flying straight through the roof of the tower (not sure if I broke through or phased through) and into a high arc over the rocky terrain before dropping me, feet first, directly onto the body of the tank. Through the front window slot, I could see the mercenaries scrambling to attempt to attack. Both the machine gun and cannon began whirring around in my direction, taking aim on me from point blank range. (This is surreal, now that I look back on it, because even though I was standing on the front of the tank, the cannon was, somehow, short enough to still be aimed at me.) I laughed at them and told them that 'this was my dream' and I was in control, standing my ground and egging the weapons to begin blasting away at me. When the firing began, I pushed my hands out in front of me, feeling the bullets bouncing harmlessly off of my palms, along with a couple of explosive shells which did no more than their smaller counterparts. I just kept all of my focus on pushing away, and it created a sufficient enough barrier that not a single shot was able to penetrate. When the shooting ceased, I reached one arm down below the barrel of the cannon, planting the other one on the deck. I then shoved the cannon upward, trying to bend it up and away from me. Instead, the barrel didn't bend, but rather the entire top portion of the tank ripped open like the lid of a wet cardboard box, exposing the two or three terrified mercenaries (and female hostage) within.

My memory gets really muddled, around here, and I don't remember much detail. I know the fighting went on, but my recall skipped ahead until sometime after the ordeal was over. T and his girl were pulling up in a car as if they were picking me up. I, still being lucid, walked toward the approaching car and phased through the front of it, turning around to sit in one of the back seats. We all got to talking, and they were being pretty 'hush-hush' about something that they had 'brought back' from our ordeal with the mercenaries. No sooner did they say this than a few ghosts of our earlier allies (who hadn't re-spawned back to life) poked their translucent heads through the back seat (having been stowed away in the trunk). They said they were smuggled off the battlefield and that there was some plan to bring them back to life. Though I was happy to see them, part of me figured that the mercenaries would find out about this, and would soon be chasing us down again.

That's all I can remember.

10/25/2014
"These Cuffs Won't Save You..."

Spoiler for Short version...:

Summary:
This dream was mainly a downward spiral - from privacy invasion at home, to being harassed by an annoying girl; then being detained and searched by police; then sitting down to be interrogated by some creepy investigator woman just before she went demonic and red slime started oozing out of her eyeball - but that was all before I got lucid and vengeful and started going all Carrie White on everyone, with telekinesis...

I woke up in my room, and my roommate had come home and was moving some stuff in and out of the house. There was another guy with him, who apparently 'lived' here before we did (a sort of alternate version of my other friend, J, whose father owns the house I'm renting; yet it wasn't exactly him). This guy was just coming in and out of my room, while I was asleep (and undressed). He was pulling stuff, that he apparently owned, out of my closet and pretty much just moving things around as if I wasn't even there. When he left the room, I got up to get myself situated, and when I opened the door to walk into my bathroom, I was surprised to see I was walking into the living room, instead. This didn't seem right, at all, as my living room is through the other door in my room. Before I could think about it for too long, I became distracted by the fact that there were even more people in the house; a couple of females. They were hanging out in this living room, and it wasn't long before I'd made myself decent and came back out to socialize.

Next thing I remember is that we were all walking out of a department store, and I happened to notice a really attractive girl walking in through the glass doors, beside us. I had to do a double-take when I realized that she was wearing a cut-off shirt with absolutely no pants or underwear on, whatsoever. Again, due to our forward momentum, I simply looked back and kept moving, too distracted to stop and think about how absurd that was.

We ended up at a bar. I was the first one to grab a table, and I started checking Facebook on my phone while waiting for the others. It seemed that pic after pic of hot women were the only things showing when I scrolled through my news feed. One of the girls from the house came up to me and tried to sneakily move around behind me, to see what I was doing. I flipped my phone, face down, and set it on the table, turning to her with a 'can I help you?' sort of glare. (I hate people that try to look over your shoulder at your business.) She sat down in a chair beside me and started throwing a bunch of questions at me, as if she were trying to find out some background on me. She asked if I would be happy to be able to have access to someone's secret letters or documents, and be able to read everything about their lives without them knowing. I told her that that kind of thing doesn't wouldn't interest me, because I have no desire to go around disrespecting others' privacy in such a manner. She had this really smug, condescending look to her and continued interrogating me, just as everyone else was beginning to show up at the table.

I didn't really like where this line of questioning was going, and she was simply beginning to wear out her welcome. I stood up and started turning the questions around on her, asking how she felt about herself, trying to drill someone with such personal questions, which were none of her business. I brought her character into question, rather publicly (with a verbal onslaught that I can't really remember), and got her to back off. Twisting the knife, I mocked her attempt to make a fool of me by calling her an 'amateur', in front of everyone else, which prompted a round of laughter from the group. As if seeking one, last dig at me, she reached over and pulled my chair to her, as if she was going to sit down on it. I was like "Uh....no.." and I slid my chair out from under her, sitting on it, myself. Then, with my conscience getting the better of me, I actually reached over to an empty table, grabbed one of the chairs and pushed it over for her to sit on.

Suddenly, I was grabbed from behind. It was a cop, and there were at least 4 more standing nearby. They immediately threw some cuffs on me and began dragging me away from the table, telling me that I was going to be detained and searched because I was "suspected to have 'H'" on me. I was like "H? What the hell is that??" (I know that "H" is normally short for 'heroin', but that is so far away from anything I've ever done that the even the idea that I was suspected of having it was absolutely ridiculous.) The cop stammered, as if he either misspoke or was just trying to make up something on the spot. "Ohh...uh..I don't know...marijuana or something..." While they were hauling me away, one of the guys in my group was trying to tell me something about 'what to do', to get out of going to jail, but I couldn't hear him over the din of the bar.

They took me to another room in the building and, with the cuffs to the front of my body, I tried to discretely dig through my pockets, to make sure I didn't have anything else on me. I, somehow, ended up getting an empty potato chip bag stuck on each hand as I pulled them out of my pockets. So stuck, in fact, that I had to ask these cops to help me pull them off. They, then, turned me toward a darker corner of the room, where a woman was having her coat removed, rather regally, by a group of about 3 other people, at least 2 of whom were female. Beneath her coat, she was pretty scantily dressed, and walking toward me, slowly. She was completely unattractive, though, and the whole situation was making me more and more uncomfortable. She was, apparently, an investigator who was charged with interrogating me for....some reason? The way she was looking at me, though, it seemed that she had something else in mind.

Suddenly, her expression lightened, and she nodded over toward a more secluded area of the room, asking me to join her. Taking a few steps away from everyone else, she turns back toward me and sits down on the floor, Indian-style, inviting me to sit with her. Unsure about where this was going, I did, sitting down in front of her, rather awkwardly, due to the handcuffs, and facing her. The woman smiled, leaning in a bit, as if trying to keep our conversation between the two of us.

She said something along the lines of "you know, I had been watching you since you first came in the bar, and you know what I've been thinking? ....You are beautiful..." She smiled and was very visibly bushing, and I was beginning to get an anxious feeling of 'Just WTF is happening, here??'

"...I couldn't believe my eyes..." she continued. But, just as she said this, she leaned her head forward, and a thick, red fluid began oozing out of her left eye, in large amounts. She developed a slack-jawed expression as if she was falling into a full-on demonic possession. The gore poured down her face and onto the floor between us.

"Whoa!", I yelled, terrified and falling away from her. The realization then hit me like a sack of bricks: "Ok, I get it! I'm dreaming!" Just to confirm, I immediately tried some telekinesis, focusing on the woman and slinging my cuffed hands upward and lifting her off of the ground with my mind. Now, embarrassed, enraged and completely confident in my lucidity, I stood up and slowly lowered her feet down to the floor. A few, vengeful words spewed out of my mouth and I swung my hands in one direction. The woman's body followed, being telekinetically flung across the room and slamming, face first, into a white, marble counter-top. Blood splashed outward from the front of her head and spattered across the counter and wall. I snapped my gaze to one of her helpers - another woman - and 'pushed' forward with my mind, slinging her away from me and causing her to smash into shelf full of glass bottles, shattering them. I then stalked over toward her, looking from her to the window near her, and then back to her. I said something snarky like "you know you're going out that fucking window, right?" and, with my hands still cuffed, I used my TK to pick her up, draw her away from the wall and then sling her back toward the window. Her body crashed through the thick, wooden blinds and disappeared into the darkness outside.

Still in a fit of rage (and having no mind to focus on any tasks I might have wanted to use my lucidity on), I stormed back toward the DCs I had been hanging with, earlier. When I walked from one room to the other, the scenery switched back to the house/apartment, where we were previously hanging out. Three of the DCs were hanging out in a hallway, and the annoying girl DC I had been quarreling with, earlier, was laying on the floor, looking up at me with this shit-eating grin. The first thing I did, when I came within distance, was cock back my right foot and give her a vicious soccer kick, right to the mouth, to wipe that damn smirk off her face. I didn't even care enough to pay attention to her reaction.

Feeling somewhat satisfied, it was then that I tried to remember something to do with my lucidity, but I was still so miffed at how unpleasant the majority of my experience had just been, that I couldn't even think straight. The dream began unraveling, and I was finding myself unable to pull it back together.

these dreams are form the morning of 10-19-14
Dream 1
I am with my family on an island type thing. There are different sections of the island. (like water, fire, grassy etc.) Me and someone else have to figure out where these pokemon type things are going. Gollum follows us around. We take a boat out in a lake and figure out that a pokemon thing disappeared because it was just a really small thing in a costume of a fish and a dark pokemon thing had eaten it along with the other pokemon things. Te dark pokemon was sixteen years old and the others were 15 and apparently from 15 to 16 there is a massive change in their size. There were other pokemon who posed as the dark pokemon that we had to stop. We also learned that my grandpas cancer went away. (He passed away a few years ago and he never had cancer)

Dream 2
I am at Cross Country practice and these end of the world things start happening like meteors and earthquakes. We all start running around to stay alive.

Dream 3
I am a cop and am sitting in the car. I was at a park on the outside of a track and my partner and I see a guy we were tracking down. We rush over to him and I pick up a glass that was on the ground. It has liquid drugs in it and we are arresting the guy because of this. I start drinking it and I can't stop. I know I should stop but it tastes really good. I know I'm getting addicted and finally I stop. Then my partner and I are on boats chasing criminals in the same environment as the pokemon dream.

Dream 4
I am at school waiting in the lunch line, though the line is the size of a really popular roller coaster. Gandalf and Legolas help me get towards the front. When I get up to the food area, W is talking to R. R is a really hot girl and I keep staring at her. K kept saying a certain greeting that for some reason no one else could say but her. Then I went to the gym and started shooting hoops but I couldn't make a shot. I left the gym and my dad was outside and he asked me something. A little kid told me to move in the hallway and I thought bout beating him up. I went into my science class and the tables were totally rearranged ad there were people in there that aren't IWL. I even asked why the tables were changed in the dream.

Dream - Lucid

I was in a city. I was trying to bake some cookies, all with different flavors of things on/in them. Some were, of course, chocolate chip, another was cinnamon I believe, and there were more but I can't remember them. I put them in the freezer when I realized that I needed to brush some sort of oil over them, so I did. I didn't think I was supposed to do it when the cookies were frozen though. Oh well, too late now; I'm sure they'll be fine.

Then, something about being with someone else and we were running away from two cops. It kind of reminds me of one of those comedies with Seth Rogen in it, kind of like Super Bad or something; it just had that feel to it. We would hide somewhere in a building, like in a garage, and hope the cops didn't catch us.

I kept going back to the cookies throughout the dream to work on them.

My grandma was in this one too at some point.

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Dallas and I were enjoying our last day at Disney World before we had to go back home. We both went off and did our own thing that day. I spent the whole day in one part of the park. I called it "Fantasyland", though it looked nothing like the IWL Fantasyland at Disney World. It had more of a pirate/water feel to it, with many rides that looked like pirate ships that would swing around. There was one that Swung around in some half-tubes of water. I didn't want to ride it because too much swinging around makes me sick to my stomach (true IWL; forget going on carnival rides!). Dallas had wanted to ride that one. I had told him he could ride it, but I didn't want to.

Towards the end of the day, I was thinking about how quickly our time at Disney went by. I couldn't believe it was already time to go home! I also thought about how I had spent the entire day in one part of the park.

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I was getting online to play League of Legends. I picked my character and was taken into the loading area. My character looked different; it was drawn in Rugrats-style art. In fact, it was from Rugrats (it was a character that doesn't exist IWL). I somehow went back to look at what character I had picked, and I had not picked any Rugrats character. I went back to the loading screen and it was still the Rugrats character. In fact, now that I was looking at it, everyone had Rugrats characters! It must be some event that Riot is doing to promote a new Rugrats things. I saw that the classic characters were there as well. I remember seeing some cut scene of them all coming up individually on the screen and saying something. My character did it, but so did the classics. I remember Tommy, Phil, and Lil.

The game then started. The map looked wildly different; it was more Starcraft-like than LoL. We spent a lot of time just chatting with each other, not making any moves to do anything towards winning. This lasted for some time, maybe 15 minutes or so. I kept thinking about this and how the other team must be so far ahead of us. I then broke away from the team to go gather resources (another Starcraft reference). I noticed that the others were now gathering them as well. In fact, they were being gathered so quickly, when I tried to gather them, they disappeared super quickly! How odd.

I then saw something on another screen to my left saying that the only people in the game were me and this other guy. He apologized to me because he told me he was trying to find someone to sell him some weed. I saw him say this on the computer screen in a chat, but then again I saw him, this time I actually saw him, walking around with a cell phone. He was trying to call people to sell him weed.

Then, I was in the bathroom playing the game again. This time, there was that screen to the left on some what looked like hot plates sitting on the bathroom counter. It had some pictures of characters on it. I started to do something in the game, and the hot plate turned on, making this crazy noise. It also looked like it was plowing hot air into the air (kind of like a teapot). It didn't seem like what was supposed to happen, so I freaked out and turned it off. I turned it on again, and it kept happening. The air wasn't hot that was coming out of it, I now noticed, but maybe a little warm. Still strong though. I turned it off again and gave up.

~

I was sitting on this long, silver chair that was an outdoor elevator sitting with Laura, one of my old managers. It had a safety harness pulled down in front of us. It was slowly bringing us down. It was nighttime. It had something to do with going to work. I was talking to Laura about my work concerns. The elevator chair then got to the bottom and let us out. It almost started to go back up again when I realized I had left my purse on it. Laura grabbed it for me, and then it started to go up again. I thanked her.

I then was walking into a fast food restaurant that I was apparently working at now. I had a bright orange long sleeved shirt on. I noticed that all the other employees had on light blue short sleeved t-shirts. Was I wearing the wrong thing? As I walked further into the restaurant, I noticed some people with bright orange on. I saw some short and long sleeves. I didn't feel so bad now.

I then sat down at a booth, and my boss, an older Indian gentleman, was sitting there across and diagonal from me. Next to me sat another employee. The boss then told me to scratch out this word that was on my name tag in the background that advertised a certain product they carried and to write this other one in in its place. It was a weird word that started with "cha", but I can't remember the word right now. I started to scratch it off. He was explaining to me what they did: Each employee was assigned a product at the beginning of their employment. It was random. But then, after a bit, they were assigned a new one. That product was the one they had to push and advertise. I thought to myself wow, what a unique advertising strategy. The guy next to me was scratching his word off the tag as well.

I then saw something written on a menu about employees all being given a nickname. It explained about one guy whose nickname was "Um" because he would slip the word "um" into almost everything he said, both in English and French.

10/06/2014
Fragment One
"APC Apprehension"

I was driving down a highway, with some friends. Coming off the present exit, and about to make a left turn at the next light, we saw a police-issued 'Armored Personnel Carrier' (APC) speeding down the street upon which we were about to turn. It crossed the intersection and ran up onto a curb, then jumped off of the curb as if it were 'tricking'. Confirming that the driver was just showing off, it cut back onto the curb again before launching off the next, inclining section and into the air. This time, though - just as we were turning the corner - I saw the large, tank-tread-mounted APC land on top of another piece of heavy machinery; a tractor of some sort. It immediately locked into place, and I instinctively knew that this APC had just been captured. The police, themselves, were the ones being apprehended. The question of why, though, was still a mystery.

While we drove away, the entire rig began slowly elevating, a raised platform pushing the vehicle and tractor into the air. I watched as these dozens of tons of machinery were raised higher and higher, above the street. It seemed as if it were now being pulled up to the heavens by helicopter, though it was soon out of my view, and I could no longer see what was happening.


Fragment Two
Untitled
All I can remember is having a conversation with my Dad, in my car. He was telling me about how he'd lost his job, and was looking to see if he could get a job working with me, at AAA.

(I, unfortunately, missed recognizing my deceased Dad as a recurring dream sign.)

Dream
Notes

I was playing Castle TD and the objective was to defend some eggs while they hatched. I was successful, so I went into the apartments with Laurie. Laurie was complaining because I said that I was breathing dangerous gas. I was then outside working out and doing some stuff with 2 of my cars. Nikki kept getting out of the apartment. I saw some skater kids and started talking smack to them. Moments later, cops showed up and asked me about it, me denying everything. A cop pushed a kid and he thought I did it so I took him down and cuffed him. The cops were gonna take me in so they tried cuffing me but I didn't let them. I saw that one cop was cuffed so I grabbed the other cuff and put it on another cop and ran. I ran and headed towards Rebecca's apartment, where I was going to hide, but remembered that they might look for me there. I ran towards Kayla's apartment but got the wrong one. I saw an Air Force helicopter with cops in it looking for me. I ran and got in the right apartment where I asked for help. I asked if I should turn myself in or just be a hardened criminal.

The day before, I was playing Castle TD and asked myself "I play this game quite often, I wonder why I don't have any dreams about it."
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I was watching an extra episode on the game The Walking Dead. The girl went on about how so much changed after she saved someone and got back on the boat. She then left her group, which was turning corrupt.
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I was at an agency that I've been at in one of my lucid dreams. I was picking up money and didn't know all the paperwork that had to be signed but once they asked me for the time, I noticed my watch was weird. I was about to jump up and say that I was in a dream but I didn't, in case I wasn't. I counted my fingers and counted 5 but since I was being rushed, I wasn't able to keep doing reality checks.

I was in some sort of junkyard at night playing with Desirae's boobs. They felt good so I didn't it for a while until I noticed that she didn't have a head so Laurie and I planned on burying her. After. I was playing a computer game that was a combination of Sid Meier CIV 5 and Command and Conquer Generals. I was playing online with people but I didn't realize it until we started attacking each others bases.
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I was on a NM highway where there were a few cars and mountains in the distance. To the left, there was a building and I was going down a hill. I was going so fast that I had to slam the brakes to slow down.
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I was in a city with a river flowing through the middle of it. I was with Nathan and the Strogg from quake started invading. I had a black, large caliber pistol and a few magazines. The belt I had didn't have a holster but the belt itself could be used as one. I adjusted the belt like the one I have in the waking world. I killed a few Strogg even though they were hard to kill, eventually getting split up with Nathan. I looked for him and a specific street. I asked an APD cop where it was but at first they ignored me.

I was in a room with a few people and a beautiful girl. She was wearing a cop uniform so I followed her around and eventually asked her for tips on the application process. Byers was there and I told him to STFU and so he left. I continued talking to the girl.
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In my other dream, I was helping someone move those big boulders they use for construction.

I was playing a little game trying to escape from a dungeon. The dungeon was falling apart and I had to hurry. Once I made it out, I found a boat that could get upgraded so I would buy cargo space and a few turrets. I drove around with it and was looking for battles. There was a girl who liked me but I was neutral with her or something. We watched the news about a guy who did a mass shooting and the media twisted the story to make it anti-Obama and that it was his fault. Even though I don't like Obama, I still got mad and said "It's stupid that they're blaming him." The girl said that her horoscope told her something about me being a cop.

Dream
False Awakening

I was at work with C. Williams, Fabian, and Rafe. We had a busy day and I was the runner. We stopped a few places and then at an Albertsons. As I'm walking out, I start arguing with a black guy, He pulls out a little revolver on me and I put my hands up. He gets close enough for me to grab the gun and I grab it, trying to keep the gun away from pointing at me. I eventually let go and pull out my pistol and shoot rounds at him. He runs into the Albertsons and I run after him. When I enter, I reload. I chase the man through the iles and eventually come face-to-face with him. I take out my pepper spray and spray him. I close my eyes and yell, expecting me to have to come in contact with the spray. I open my eyes and find out I didn't so I keep spraying him and eventually tackle him to the ground and get him ready to be handcuffed. Chris Williams is next to me and I yell "I need cuffs!" A cop comes up and helps me cuff him. I wake up start writing down my dream. Then I really wake up.

Dream
Lucid

I was in class taking a history test and using the text book as aid. I decided to go home so I got in my car and was on a small road with sand all over; it was a typical New Mexican road. There were a lot of cops around pulling people over. I was behind a girl and saw her smiling at me. She had short reddish hair with really nice teeth. I came to a stop and suddenly the cops turn on their lights and start speeding off. I pull forward and get on the right lane, then making a right and following a dirt road to my house. The song "Lalala" was playing on the radio. I notice my house, which is different from the one I lived in. It sort of looked like the house I lived in with L. Hernandez. I notice my phone on the counter and wonder how it's there if I used it a while ago. I ask "Am I dreaming?" and count my fingers. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. I put my hand down and then snap and become lucid.

I feel happy and look around. I tell myself "Explore, explore" so I walk around. I'm walking with a limp and see a mirror. Looking into the mirror, I see my reflection. I'm wearing a white with red shirt that's ripped on my shoulders. I look pretty buff. I walk into a room that has a drier, washer, and fridge. As I open the fridge, I say "Mashed potatoes!", but find no mashed potatoes in the fridge. I close the fridge and enter another room. I see 2 baskets full of mashed potatoes that have the same texture as bread. I grab one and dip it in a pot of gravy that's right next to me. I take a bite and say "Mmmmm" as I'm chewing. It tasted like mashed potatoes. I start walking out of the house and I say "I'm dreaming, "I'm dreaming", to increase lucidity. I walk out into a patio and notice my dream ending.

I was with my cousin and got mad at him for not letting me use his car so I got in mine and left. I was in some street at night talking with a cop. The cop was telling me how he got promoted and won't be having to pass out ice cream or something. I went into a mall and was shopping. I started arguing with Desirae via text. I went into various stores and then met up with Desirae. I saw a guy that I recognized and kept walking. Suddenly, some black guy starts hitting on Desirae so I walk up to him and throw punches at him. He blocks and even grabs some of my punches, saying he knows how to fight. I then wrestle him down and use the ab scissor move on him. I punch him and make him bleed eventually. He reminds me of an inmate I used to have troubles with. Some mexicans run in and jump me, pinning me to the ground. Each one had a limb of mine but I manage to break free and run. I get to the upper levels of the mall and someone calls out for me and I tell them "Not now, I just got in three fights in one day!" I keep walking and see a dog, which I grab and bring home with me.
I layed down on the bed with Desirae and then realized the black guy I fought had HIV so I went to the bathroom to wash my hands. As I was washing them, a message came up saying "AIDS flow through your blood" I also remember reading "Yersinia pestis" on the same text. The face of the dog was there also. The thought came through my head that I contracted HIV through the man I fought or the dog. I felt devastated and went to the room and started crying and screaming. Desirae asked me what I was gonna do.

I was driving with Desirae back home from a suburban neighborhood. She was going pretty fast and I tell her there's a cop behind us. She doesn't see him because he's in a civilian van but I can see his badge. We had ordered McDonald's but the drinks got delivered to some house in another suburban neighborhood so we went there. Once we arrived, we stopped at the house, the cop pulled up and started going into the house, which was his. I notice he's with Valencia County. We tell him about the drinks and after a while, he comes out with them and with one hand, gives me the drink and the other hand he shakes my hand. It threw me off guard. I'm suddenly in his house and get my keys to leave. I struggle with getting the right key but get it eventually. I'm in my car and notice Desirae already left and the guy motions me to go away. There's a green van that pulls up and I assume it's his wife. I start driving and am in Belen on Reinken and Main street. It's dark because all the lights are off and it's real cloudy with black clouds, like if it's going to rain. Someone tells me never to come by again and I assume it's the cop but notice it's another person. I think that's werid and that he might be hiding something so I decide to become a private investigator.
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I was riding around on a bicycle and appeared in Venezuela. I had music playing and was trying to find out how to get to my uncle's autoshop but got lost in some alley. I eventually made it out of the alley and onto a mansion where my family lived. I was riding my bike on the roof and made it into the mansion through a window. My family had just finished eating and they said that my mom had just left and after that, everyone started leaving.
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I was in my old apartment in Venezuela and was arguing with Desirae about something. Anders Breivik was there and he was helping her destroy my bike. I got pissed and went into my room, where Anders pulled out a gun and shot at me 3 times. I freaked out, grabbed my ar, chambered a round, and called the cops telling them what happened. I leaned out of my doorway and shot a girl who was coming at me with a knife. I camped out in my room because I thought Anders might be waiting for me in the living room or kitchen. Eventually, the cops caught anders outside the apartment somewhere. I think I had a false awakening during this dream.

24.04.2014

Parody About a Commander (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside a house that’s similar to one I’ve been in waking life, and this dream was probably correlated with the one with Lucy Liu. For some reason, the landlords who were Asian in waking life just seemed coincidental that I would be in this particular house, and have the other dream come at some point.

I can see the house in full detail, and had a little trouble at times distinguishing if this really is a dream, or waking life. I start getting weird moments where I’m in a different environment talking to a girl wearing a red shirt, and blue jeans. She’s wearing glasses, has blonde hair, and looks a lot like one of the workers I used to interact with. Then I see a 3D model of some old man wearing your generic commander uniform, and he looks a bit like George W. Bush in some way.

There’s some text scrolling down, and it was some kind of parody for someone, most likely the commander in the still image that the text was on top of. Even though I can’t recall the text word for word, I do know it was very funny to me.

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24.04.2014

Trying to Give Lucy Liu the World (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m watching two people swimming underwater, and they seem to be looking for something under the massive pile of debris. I seem to have mostly viewed this dream in a spectator point of view through first person perspective looking at two people interacting with each other.

Sometimes I feel as if there’s a fluctuation in one of the dream character’s form: It’s either the form of Slade from Teen Titans, or myself wearing a red long sleeved shirt with khaki pants.

The other individual looks like Lucy Liu with her hair tied back, and the male is following her, I guess. There’s not much going on other than them continuing to swim, but then there’s a moment where the male tries to go up to the lady, braces his chest against her back, and starts hugging her while declaring:

“I can give you the world.”

She gets herself away from him, and they both continue swimming. I believe at this point, or maybe throughout the dream, I started to crack bad jokes at this Lucy Liu dream character, and I had a strange feeling that I did it to cope with the possibility that we may very well be the only people in existence within the dream; kind of like a post-apocalyptic implication, I guess.

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24.04.2014

Brakes Don't Work, Met a Dinosaur, High School Pep Rally (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m driving around, and things seem to go just fine for a bit. The usual traffic, stopping and going. Then after a while, I have trouble trying to use the brakes, and I already seemed to have past two red traffic lights. I noticed that there were a few police vehicles dormant in random areas, almost as if they’re trying to meet their quota or something.

However, despite of being close to them, they didn’t use their sirens at all. Maybe how I perceived what should’ve been a sensation of a vehicle stopping via brakes was messed up, or the cars themselves didn’t really have anyone inside to try and get me for driving past several red traffic lights. The environment seemed to be a fairly dark afternoon, with the clouds covering whatever bright lighting there is above.

I decided to let go of the gas pedal, and just do whatever was necessary to avoid colliding with other vehicles, which wasn’t a problem at all. I stopped, got out of the vehicle, and the dream seems to have shifted to where I’m not inside a fairly enclosed hallway. It feels like walking through a museum that’s trying to emulate a tropical rainforest setting.

I see there’s some people looking around, gazing at whatever features this section has. I noticed there’s a huge, and live dinosaur to the right of me. I was shocked for a few seconds, only to have the feeling subside when people seem to be petting it as if it’s no harm at all. It had light brown skin, and seemed to be very long laterally. It had a weird head shape, and I can’t remember the specific name of this kind of dinosaur.

After passing through this section, I go through an open door with a bright white light, and I’m shifted into an environment that looks like a High School pep rally. I look for some seats by the bleachers inside, and I felt apathetic about being here in the first place. Everything just seemed so pretentious, just like how most pep rallies were conceptualized to me in school in general.

I can’t really recall what happens next, and I don’t really mind not knowing.