11/07/2012 5:30am non lucid I was having a conversation with a group of people in a parking lot when religion came up. I wasn't being that outspoken but when the age of the earth came up my atheism was exposed. We had headed inside a big building nearby which had underground parking. To the right as you enter was a few rows of seats with each row in front of the other being a little lower than the previous. In front of the front row was a railing and a wall that dropped off to the lower part of the building. Directly as you enter was a set of carpeted stairs that also went down to the lower part of the building. At the other end of the stairs where two doors. One on the left led through other rooms and probably out to the covered parking. The other was about 7 feet away from the bottom of the stairs facing the stairs and led to a bathroom. This place was being used as a church. One younger guy in the group had started ranting and raving in gibberish and was apparently trying to make an argument. I was seated in the far right of the rows of seats and a girl who was sitting next to me started to repeat a mantra like prayer. It went something along the line of "Jesus Lives, Jesus Lives" or "Jesus is real, Jesus is real"...over and over. The guy was still going off and waving his arms about. I was a bit amused and dumbfounded at what I was seeing. The guy then started to do this funny dance like thing while still shouting out nonsense. He would sort of step to one side with his arms up and together to one side and flop his hands out in a sprinkling type motion. He did that a couple times on one side then went in the other direction. Between the guy and the girl who sat next to me, quite the rhythmic spectacle was being formed. Suddenly, Thad(an old friend of mine who is a devout Christian) decided to make fun of this spectacle by picking up a base guitar and thumbing out a hokey tune to go along. Then Sam came in on drums and Daniel on guitar. They were really jamming and I was thoroughly amused. I was beginning to walk down the stairs and for some reason I tried to throw a bottle of gatorade at sam. It missed and bounced of the base drum. Sam was upset and retaliated by throwing one of his drumsticks. It some how wound up getting under my bare feet and between my toes because it made me have trouble walking down the steps in fact I kind of slid a bit. My gatorade bottle was now a bottle of beer(Coors/Corona) sitting on a table behind the drum set. I felt bad that I had disrespected these peoples sanctuary by bringing in a tally and Daniel said that I need to get rid of it. I grabbed it, put it under my jacket and headed into the bathroom. As you entered the bathroom.. to the right was a trash can with... straight ahead was a divider and then some sinks with urinals to the left of them... to the far left was a single stall. Behind the divider were three small black waste-baskets. There was also a waste-basket in the stall which was empty except for the thin plastic bag. I swapped the empty waist-basket for one with a few paper towels in it. I sat in the stall and took some sips of the beer and contemplated how to dispose of the bottle. I couldn't break it into pieces and flush it, and putting it in a bin with only a few paper towels in it was too obvious. I could sneak it out under my jacket....then I woke up.
1. I'm competing in a race where the winner gets an iPad, and the next few runners-up also get awesome prizes. I actually manage to win, but before I can get my prize, the dream transitions. 2. I can't find our copy of the complete works of Edgar Allan Poe. 3. I'm at a weird political convention. This crazy guy impersonating the President starts rolling around on a stolen Segway and throwing stuff at people. Then there was something about accidentally eating some spicy food. 4. At a supermarket, none of the prices on the shelves and on the items match up. All the shelves for items that are supposed to store and preserve food are empty. I find a package of adorable little cucumbers for 92 cents. 5. I'm a dragon. The dragon society is a complex one, and could for all I know have come from a book I read or a show I watched. I'm out by myself trying to practice flight, which for beginners is more about climbing to a suitable high point and then gliding off it. There are a few favorite peaks that have sort of difficulty levels among the dragons, and being able to successfully glide from certain ones earns you a certain amount of popularity. In order to fly, there's a certain type of rock you have to consume and process into gas. For some odd reason, this rock is produced by bees. Anyway, after several mishaps, I eventually manage something that vaguely resembles flight. Afterward, I decide to just explore around and try to find answers to things that puzzle me about dragon society, but I'm told by this great big fire-and-shadow figure to go home since I've already found one big answer today (that is, how to fly). On my way back home, I notice a bunch of dragons in shackles that identify which clan they belong to - prisoners of war - and I find out that several of the clans, including the one I belong to, are involved in a war against humanity. One of the members of my clan, a hotheaded young upstart, has gotten it into his head that he can destroy all humans by attacking the source of all magic, which humans have grown to depend on heavily. I realize this can only end in disaster, so I set out to warn a wizard. But before I can get very far in this, my alarm goes off and I wake up.
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