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#4

Long vivid dream about driving around dirt roads looking for something.. Ended up in a hippie establishment looking place with a bunch of other cars driving around.

Was walking outside somewhere resembling a hippie establishment. Realized I was dreaming for no particular reason and attempted to continue walking but got extremely excited at the prospect of my first LC and it faded out and I woke up.

I can't say my dream was fully lucid, as I was not able to control anything, but I did tell myself that I was dreaming in the dream, so I was at least aware of the situation.

I'm driving in my SUV, and for once it isn't pedal powered. I think I left that behind with my old vehicle, which was such a pain. I'm in familiar surroundings a few miles from home, driving down one of the main roads which I have driven hundereds of times in the past. As I pass through a major interchange I find I'm paying a lot of attention to the radio where a CBS anchor is describing a storm situation ahead of me. As I listen to this suddenly available XM station I see the storm ahead of me, and something I have never seen before, a tornado touching down about a half mile ahead of me. It may have been closer(or further) for a tornado but the scale was off in my dream, one of the most annoying qualities of the dream world. I thought to myself, "Cool! I've never had a tornado in my dreams, before, I'll have to tell Jen about this." My thoughts being that Jen used to tell me about how she always used to dream of tornadoes that frightened her and I have never had one in my dream. I'm still driving closer to the phenomenon (unusual because this area is not frequented by tornadoes) when I realize I had better slow down or I'll drive right into its path. I slow and watch as the tornado crosses the road ahead of me, then procede ahead. The announcer on the radio is describing people getting hurt and tossed around and as he says this I see him with a victim of the tornado along the side of the road. He is an older man dressed in a suit, holding a Bob Barker-style microphone and kneeling down next to a man who is broken and hurt, still talking to his unseen radio audience. I drive on by, not worrying about the situation because it's not my problem (I guess) and continue another perhaps mile down the road. I find I have now gone around a curve which is not normally part of the road and I find I am also in another state, perhaps Washington, and I don't know where I am. I wonder how I got there but it doesn't seem to matter much. I'm too busy hiding from my son's friend on the side of my house. I crouch down behind the yard waste bags my neighbor has placed on the edge of my property instead of his and my son's friend, Seamus, is walking up my sidewalk. I know my son thinks he is smelly so I hide, and peek around the bag at him. I think he may see me and feel stupid so I stand up, only to discover it is not Seamus but Samuel, and I can now see my son coming up behind him. They want to play games on the PS3 and I am resistant, and this is where I lost my focus and can't remember how I got from there to the classroom I find myself in, taking a test that somehow relates to driving but doesn't. I am in a classroom with a lot of strangers, mostly Hispanic, and I feel like I don't need to be there because the test isn't required and besides, I don't really belong in this class because I didn't do anything wrong. I don't want to be there but I know that somehow I have to be there because I am required to. Fine. I'm hungry, so I venture into the adjacent room where my stuff is (backpack?) and I pull out a snack. Upon returning, I find a woman has taken my seat. I know her, somehow, but I don't know her at the same time. She is polite, and asks me something about who I am, but the answer is now lost.

I know I had more dreams but I can't recall them. I do note that my standard themes continue: Storms, driving, being in school (with clothes, thankfully). I have noticed that I become edgy when it hasn't rained for a long time in the real world, and that's when the storms in my dreams become most severe. Today it IS raining and I seem fairly calm.

#1

Driving around with Ryan and Travis. We're parked then and there are annoying kids outside of the car and for some reason I take the wheel driving haphazardly around trying to break shit. At first Ryan and Travis are there then I'm driving alone. I make my way into a house I know they'll be at (Or I'm just sort of there). Jeremy is there. For some reason Ryan and Travis felt the need to make hot sauce concoctions and are then going to eat them plain. I begin making Jeremy and me some sort of french bread with cookie dough (spelled xooxie doug) spread and nutella spread. I remember tasting all the flavors and actually liking it. Then I wake up or lose the dream.

Was with Pat getting ready for something and trying to cut my own hair. I messed up terribly and had to shave my whole head. I can still picture me with a shaved head and I've wondered what I would look like with one before not that it was. I remember I wasn't too bummed about it but Pat had some sort of miracle grow thing that made it grow back but it was too long. I cut it again but this time got it right.


Skating in front of a building (in colorado) with a steep hill and a few spots around it. For some reason can't get comfortable on the board. Girl see's a condom and gets grossed out, I make the remark, "Oh a condom, never seen one of those before." Girl asks where I live. I say Omaha. "Thats why," She says. We begin a conversation about which place has worse places (Like ghetto's I think). We begin to skate again and I feel the need to go in somebodies yard. Suddenly I have my backpack. I find my laptop in this persons yard and begin to leave when I find four purple nintendo ds things in the front yard (one is on the front porch). I begin collecting them, but a small mexican girl comes up to a screen door, sees me, and shouts "Mama, the boy is opening the door (swinging door into the porch)" Large mexican man comes outs and speaks in a language I've never heard. I try to explain I was just retreiving my laptop as I walk away from the house (only exposing my right as the nintendo's and my backpack are in the left because I didn't have time to get the nintendo's stuffed in). At first the man says a few things and then starts repeating one thing. I get frustrated and yell, "What does that mean?". He gives me an odd look and says, "Shut the door, man." I wake up.

Talking to Nikki about whether or not her mom owned artistic impressions. In RL i know it's a stupid question. I leave and go to my car, At some point my mom gets in. I'm driving well, quite fast. Not slowing down much for corners. Now that i think of it there were no stop signs. My mother and i keep arguing and i end up on the highway. I go to slow down for a right turn and the breaks are horrible. I crashed through a barrier, but It didn't really give any resistance, there's no debris and the car still works. I wish i would have become lucid there but some how that stuff is fine to me. I pull over because i thought i saw a cop on a bike and some old Guy on a motorcycle comes over and gives me shit. He says that he's being nice because he didn't call the cops, then some comment like "i didn't even tell shades over there". Shades is the Guy i thought was a cop (wearing sun glasses), i guess he was.... He then proceeds to get in my car and drive away. i wake up.

01/11/2012
"This is a Raid!"

I was hanging out with a bunch of people, in someone's living room. My daughter CJ was there, and we were all just kind of sitting around watching TV. All of a sudden, some girls came into the house/apartment and blurted out [At work. Censored for Now] My kid perks up and says "really??" as if she was so excited about what she was about to witness. Later, I was with CJ (who was now a bit older than she is now) and she was driving us around in a car. While she was driving, I was explaining to her - for some reason - what a police raid is. (It's been a topic around Extended Discussion, lately.) I was telling her how a raid was, put simply, when the police barge into your house without warning. I don't remember whether or not I actually elaborated on this, but I figure she only focused on that one concept.

So, having this fresh 'understanding' of what a raid was - and once we pulled back up to the friend's house, where we once were - CJ slammed on the gas and crashed the car directly through the outer wall and into the person's dining/living room area. Needless to say, I was mortified, though she, completely unfazed by the crash, suddenly yelled out to everyone in the house, "THIS IS A RAID! HAHAHAHAHA!" as if infinitely proud of herself at having so quickly applied her new knowledge of what a raid was.

Lol. Kids...

01/12/2012
Dream Fragment One
I was ghost hunting with some chick. We'd begun the hunt during a non-lucid portion of the dream, but I ended up becoming slightly lucid after realizing we were searching for ghosts. I didn't really choose to interfere with the narrative at all, and we just continued looking around for any ghosts that might be in the area. On the street of some unknown neighborhood, I'd thought I'd caught a glimpse of some sort of bright apparition, reflected in the metal surface of the trunk of a nearby car, but I didn't really see anything else around us. I figured it to just be the reflection of the moon, but didn't spend too much time confirming it.

Dream Fragment Two
I was discussing the previous dream on the forum, and Omnis Dei (whom had been participating in the raid conversation, in ED) had commented on it. I can't remember his comment, though.

Dream Three
"Deady's Little Girl"

I was on an upper floor of an old apartment building and happened to be looking out of a window, when I saw a woman in a compact car getting her vehicle flipped by an angry mob. Once the vehicle was turning over onto its roof, I could see that there were also kids in the car, and they were terrified. Immediately, I ran downstairs. I don't remember much of the actual confrontation with the crowd, but I was able to reason them into leaving the woman and her children alone, and they ended up dispersing. While they were clearing out, I began helping the woman and her 2 children out of the overturned car. She had a little boy and girl - the boy being the younger of the two, at the age of maybe 2 years old. He was just the sweetest kid. We'd gotten along really well, within the first few moments of my meeting him. Sometimes, he'd just come up to me and hug around my legs. The mother, who was maybe in her early 40's, was quite attractive, and very thankful for my help. She had short, black hair, and a bit of a 'punk' kind of look to her, and it was easy to see that there was at least some level of mutual attraction there. I asked her if she wanted to go and grab something to eat sometime, if for no other reason than that she seemed like someone I'd like to get to know.

Later, after we'd gone out for food, we ended up back at her apartment. It wasn't long before we started fooling around and [Censored for now]. Eventually, I was just not able to ignore it, and I told her that I had to stop, before we'd even really gotten down to business. I didn't really go into detail as to why, not wanting to hurt her feelings. She was noticeably upset, but ultimately seemed to understand. Her father, on the other hand - whom I met later in the dream - well...he wasn't quite so understanding...

Apparently, her father was some kind of immortal, invincible being. On the outside, he looked like your typical, southern-ish old man. (Kind of reminded me of Abraham Whistler, from the Blade movies.) He'd caught wind of the fact that I'd refused to sleep with his daughter, and was soon Hell-bent on causing me major bodily harm. This 'man' spent the rest of the dream hunting me down and trying to kill me, often brutally murdering anyone that I'd recently associated with, in order to pick up a trail that would lead him to me. Every now and then, he would track me down, and we'd square off. I actually ended up killing him at least 4 times, throughout the course of the dream, but the bastard just kept coming back. This was quickly turning into a slasher flick type of scenario, and no matter how I would get away from this guy, he would just keep on coming for me. There was one moment when I was being stalked through a school or something like that. I'd grabbed some sort of weapon and was about to kill the man again, when I realized that it was the police that were following me this time. I'd almost killed them, by accident, because I was so rattled. They told me they'd heard something about the situation and were coming to investigate. However, while I was talking to them, the chick's old man popped up suddenly, and completely mutilated them both, right in front of me - carving them up in gruesome fashion. I believe I bolted, after that. After a little more cat-and-mouse, I remember one more confrontation with him, where we in the back of his pick-up truck (which was somehow stretched into an RV-like structure, with four walls and a ceiling). We'd gotten into another fight, and I had begun slipping in and out of lucidity, by this time. Feeling much less threatened by him, I attempted a few 'Hadouken' fireballs on him, but was not able to manifest a single one. Then, still having the upper-hand, I pushed him into into some sort of industrial shredder that he had inside his vehicle, painting one wall with his crimson remains. There was literally nothing left of him that could be identified.

Having slipped out of lucidity again, and wondering if I'd actually managed to get rid of him, I made my way to the woman's apartment; where she and her kids had been, throughout the whole ordeal with her father. Despite our earlier 'problem', there was still a level of friendship between us. When I got there, though, instead of being happy to see me, like her kids had been, before this, there was an almost palpable hostility in the air. Somehow, they had gotten word that I had 'killed' the grandfather. Out of nowhere, the - once sweet and affectionate - little boy comes running up to me and bites me on the hand. Hard. I drew my had back and looked toward her other kids. She had three this time, instead of two, the third of which was an older, teenage daughter. All three were giving me a look that I could see was the spitting image of their grandfather's evil glare. But, where her younger children didn't seem to pose all that much of a threat, it was the teenage daughter in whom I could see an explicitly dangerous level of rage building, though she remained silent...just staring at me. It was then that I knew he was somehow 'influencing them', from beyond - possessing them, somewhat, in order to carry out his revenge. The mother was also visibly hostile, though not on the level of the children. As I pleaded with her to let me explain the craziness that I had just been dealing with, she insisted that it was best for me to leave and take my daughter (who was now with me, for some reason), because I was upsetting her children. On one hand, I could see that she didn't really want me to leave, but with the tension the way it was, she seemed to be demanding as if she had no other choice. Feeling more than a little dejected, I left the apartment.

After walking downstairs, I noticed her father's pick-up truck in the parking lot. Inside, was the man himself - fully whole - and he smiled evily while getting out of the truck and walking in my direction. By now, I felt completely defeated. I knew that he was just going to keep tracking me, no matter how many times I killed him. There was some stranger nearby, and I started raving about how I'd chopped the old man up, and how he kept coming back to life. The stranger just said "no, man...no...." and shook his head at me like I was losing my marbles. Again, I turned to face the woman's father. He had a bottle in his hand, with a cloth sticking out of the top of it - a molotov cocktail. For a moment, we just stared at each other, him with this smug look of victory on his face. About here, my lucidity began coming back, and really the first thing that I was thinking about was just waking myself up from this horrible dreams. In the middle of my train of thought, though, and without actually lighting it first, the old man suddenly chucked the bottle directly at my head. Almost instinctively, I focused on a bit of telekinesis and pretty much 'force-pushed' the unlit molotov directly back at him, accompanied by a wave of my hand. Before I got to see if it actually hit him or not, I woke up.

12/14/2011
Fragment
I don't remember much besides making some kind of life or death deal with someone at a fast food drive-thru, driving an old muscle car with a TV in it (watching Deathproof), and demanding that my kid go to bed while she kept pestering me because she wanted to stay up and play Skyrim all night.

12/18/2011
Fragment
I had met a girl who had been severely injured near my home, and I brought her in to try and help nurse her a bit. While we were there, I'd come into contact with some other girl who had recently died and was haunting my house (which wasn't my waking world house, btw). At first, I was the only person who could see the ghost, and I didn't know whether to bring it up or not, but then the other girl started to see the female ghost too. She would show up in mirrors and reflections in windows and whatnot. The girl I was helping began to think she was going insane, even though I told her I could see the ghost as well.

12/20/2011
Fragment One
I was test driving a Dodge Viper on a quarter mile track, and the one thing I really remember is getting down to the end of the track and pulling the e-brake, slinging the back end around in a pretty awesome 180.

Fragment Two
My friend and co-worker MJ stayed at work later than she usually does, and we got to hang out for a little while longer than normal. It was nice.



12/21/2011
Fragment One
Something about using hamsters and weapons. I think it was kind of a Wanted scenario, where we strapped bombs to them or something, in order to use them to infiltrate some sort of facility. I don't really know for certain, though.


Fragment Two
I was apparently living at T's place, and had gotten into some kind of argument with his dad, who was implying that I shouldn't be living with them anymore, and looking for a place to live, myself, instead. Fed up with his words, I decided to pack my crap and leave. I ended up moving into some strange aircraft/helicopter thing with 3 women. It kind of looked like the 'Bunny-faced' mobile suit from the movie Sucker Punch, but with props and more room inside. The last thing I remember is being in the cockpit of this aircraft (which looked like an office interior), and having a conversation with them about something.



12/25/2011
Fragment
I was talking with Auron about the hip hop group Smif 'n Wesson. Of the two group members, he said that Tek sucks, and that he was 'mad at' Steele, for some reason, but I didn't even really know what he meant by that, because he wouldn't explain why. He was also testing out some racing video game, during our conversation, and he was racing a 'ghost car' - which is a phantom car that tracks the best time for the track and saves the data. After some time, though, we'd come to figure out that the 'ghost car' was actually being controlled by the invisible ghost of a young girl, who was sitting in the room with us, manipulating the 2nd player controller.

I don't remember anything else, though.

12/11/2011
Dream Fragment One
I was lucid, from my earliest memory of this dream, riding down the highway in a ridiculously fast sports car. I was in the passenger seat, and my cute Puerto Rican friend AR was sitting on my lap, while her friend was driving. AR and I began to fool around, and slipped one hand down the front of her pants, rubbing her chest with the other, and kissing the side of her neck. We were all just completely having a blast. The more I would massage AR's erogenous zones, the faster her friend would push the car, until the sound of AR's moaning was revving right along with the engine, as was the grinding of her ass against my lap. It was probably one of the most fun lucid moments I've had, and just insanely hot. She'd throw her head back and over my shoulder, every now and then, calling out while her friend would watch us out of the corner of her eye, laughing.

It was amazing. Lol.


Dream Two
"Make-shift Assassin"

I was searching through some house; again, already lucid. Walking into one room, I noticed a vase with a head and face on it. The more I walked passed it, the more that I noticed that the face was apparently alive, and eerily smiling ever wider, as it watched me move across the room. Near the vase was a mirror, which I started into for a while, noticing the way that the furniture in the room had moved, which didn't seem to match what an actual mirror should show.

Eventually, I walked through the mirror and ended up in a different scenario. I was running assassin/theif missions with someone else, and we were both dressed as ninjas. I don't remember much of the transition into the scenario, but I was still lucid and completely enjoying the story, so I continued to play along. We did some amazing parkour across rooftops, and I would occasionally phase through the doors and walls of the buildings. There was one moment I vaguely remember, after I'd lost lucidity, where we'd gone to the house of a particular mark. After spending some time looking through the mark's personal belongings, we were found out, and I was able to escape a second story window before my partner was. While hanging on a ledge, outside of the room, I watched while the mark's posse came in and caught my partner, though I knew that I could not give away my position.

12/12/2011
"Losing My Best Friend"

There was a massive skydive training function / party going on, involving hundreds of people. My very first jump was to be a base jump off of a tall cliff or ledge. Not to prove myself timid, I did a back flip off of the ledge, but what once seemed to be a jump of a few hundred feet turned out to last a fraction of a second, and I couldn't even finish my rotation. It felt like I tried to do a back flip off of a coffee table. Not having nearly enough rotation to complete the flip, I ended up face-planting on the ground - no pain or anything, but it was embarrassing as hell.

After picking myself up, I went around the grounds of this festival and mingled for a bit. A lot of my old friends were there, including my best friend Todd. Soon, my second jump had come up, and Todd and I were now jumping from a plane, simultaneously. In the middle of these festival grounds was a huge cave that went straight down into the Earth. It was basically an enormous hole in the ground, that people were partying around, down below us. (Something like This, but maybe not as sheer on the sides.) Todd and I had no intentions of landing in or around this hole, but we ended up traveling off course and headed in that direction. Unable to avoid it, I crashed against one side of the cylindrical wall, just a few feet from the top, on a ledge just barely big enough to hold me in a standing position. Todd dropped a little further down, and landed on a small protrusion of rock on the opposite side of the expansive cavern, on his stomach, with his head nearly hanging over the edge and facing down into the void.

I barely had three inches to spare, on the tiny ledge that was holding my feet above a deadly fall. The more I tried to climb out, the more the lightly packed wall of earth began to give way in my hands. Looking back across the gap at Todd, I could see that he was having trouble keeping his position, and his body was naturally beginning to slide down closer to the lip of the ledge he was on. His eyes screamed the extreme fear that his mouth would not, and the more he attempted to inch himself away from the ledge, the more the ledge began to give way. I could tell that it wouldn't be long before it completely failed him. I yelled his name, trying as desperately as I could to climb up from off of my ledge. It seemed impossible, though. Every time I tried to climb out, my hold would give way, and I would put myself in danger of falling to my death as well, but I could see that Todd was running out of time.

Finally, the last bit of solid ground he had gave way, and I watched him slide forward, his body diving, head first, off of the tiny ledge, and down into the hole - which might as well have been bottomless, from as far down as I was able to see. I lost sight of him withing just a few moments, but then I heard that horrible Crash from down below. It hit with such force that I knew, instantly, no one could have possibly survived. I think I called out for him one more time, and - not really giving a damn about my own safety anymore - I scrambled up and out of the cave, somehow pulling myself up onto the ledge and level ground, along with the scores of other people who had been watching the whole ordeal.

I ran around the rim of the cavern to where he once was. On the way over, I came across some drunken idiot who was laughing at the situation (while everyone else was quite visibly stunned). For the shortest moment, I almost got into a fight with this jackass. He said that he thought it was funny because Todd was 'just some random dude' and was 'nothing special'. Right. This was not his best friend we were talking about. Fuming, but still overcome with concern, I continued running around to the other side of the hole, knowing in my heart that no one could have survived that fall. Almost to the railing, where everyone else was staring down into the hole, I began pushing my way through the crowd. Suddenly, I was blocked by T's mom (whom I love dearly). She ran toward me, crying her eyes out, and threw her arms around me. She had seen the whole thing from an angle that I had not, and I could tell by her reaction that I had been right, and my best friend in the world was dead.

(This was the absolute worst dream I have had in a very long time. I woke up feeling absolutely horrible. Todd has been in Australia for the past year, and I called him a few times after hearing this dream, just to hear is voice. Wasn't able to get in touch with him until a few days after this dream, though. It was pretty rough. )

12/13/2011
Fragment
All I remember is that I dove into a large, rock-filled lagoon with some friends, and began swimming down into a huge hole (much like the one in the previous dream, but in the water instead of on land). Apparently, we could all breathe underwater, because we just kept swimming further and further down. Eventually, what was a tunnel opened up into a seemingly-boundless cavern of sorts. We began to see lights and over-sized mechanisms like cogs and chains surrounding us. We had swam down into what turned out to be an underwater civilization, reminiscent of what some might depict Atlantis to be - domed buildings and rock-set architecture. Never got a chance to associate with any of the locals, though.

I was dreaming about driving for my driver’s license, at first with a car, than an omnibus and then (oddly) with a bicycle, the street became smaller then as well. Then there were some annoying wasps around, due to a mass of trees on the street I couldn’t keep going and then I found a dead blue hornet under my trousers on my right knee, which was connected with a green strand of stuff to me.
I woke up in my room, but everything seemed to be realistic and I still heard the music (which I usually don’t in my dreams, and didn’t do later on again), so I thought I wasn’t dreaming at first. Never the less I did a reality check and though it was a bit hard I could breathe through my pinched nose, and after becoming slightly lucid I started to notice all those things that were off in my room (primarily all written things had single letters replaced by similar ones [Greek ones primarily]). I did my world severing seal again and tried to raise my awareness, both things with moderate but acceptable success for now. I got up and went to my desktop, first of all starting to think of what to do now, so I decided to make a list with the things to do in order. Yet I woke up in the process, so I’m going to finish that list now.

Though the dream was this time not directly caused by the lucid remix, it might have incubated the dream in some way. The track was playing from 5:38 to 6:10, while I woke up at about 7:00.

Driving, lots of it. Specially since I made my cross country trip to see family a few years back. I'd had them before.... but not to this extent (varying environments, once i've not even seen). I'll get aerial views, flowing out of those into me sitting in the vehicle as it goes. Its also weird there are a lot of elevated freeways that seem to be hundreds of feet in the air, definitely creeps me out to see some of the shit I just drive out without hesitation- i get the gut feeling that it may become an "oshit" moment but.... the dream just keeps going.

I remember driving through mountains roads with fking snow n ice as a earthquake shook/broke it apart, some major o-shit moments there

I see a lot of hotels/motels as the destinations in my dreams, occasionally really nice homes, or even rarer boarded up home/structures that I hide/hold up in i'm guessing. Occasionally I do notice I'm with a few or even a small group, but rarely anyone i recognize specifically or i can even see the detail of at all.

I get random shark dreams, which range from me being towed by a submarine at really high speed (like water skiing), to being at a beach and seeing them through the crystal clear water. I had a recent one where my little brother was going so far as swimming out with them (they were all g-whites btw). I remember calling him back in. He came back and then.... there was another large one just floating at the steps (we were on these concrete steps at the beach that lead into the water), my brother just hopped down the steps and landed in the water beside and just... fking pet it like a dog.

I remember doing one of my "floats" through this bay and just seeing the undersides of yachts, and of course the sharks were there, swimming around all the same.
There are the occasional floats I do in rivers too which are about the same.

. . . . . (just got pwned by a flood of more mems) ah another driving, this time with meh mum..... x.x I hate my driving dreams that involve water, those are generally not to pleasant.


There are the occasional storm ones, where i'm caught in the awe of a tornado, a large funnel that never seems to finally meet a layer of clouds, rather seems to consume the clouds above and just continue widen and grow.

Zombie dreams thankfully are finally starting to be gone, they were kind of getting old honestly. Can only have so many dreams where your just running around from a mob before it gets old. Maybe if I were lucid and decided to just pwn them all it wouldn't be a problem. Sadly that just never was the case, they were awe-fully realistic in appearance in the scenarios I found myself in. Glad my instinct still manages to keep me alive in my dreams at least though XD

A lot of what I "remember" from the early part seemed more of a blur as a bits of my dreams do, usually the times when i'm alone and there is nothing being said (i vaguely recall an... "everywhere storm" on the US and another shark themed dream passed by in the blur last night)

But yes, all of a sudden I was like... driving around this sity, had just taken an off ramp and was driving around looking for something. It was dark, and for some reason I was particularly trying to stay away from "skunks" (what i generally call their calls). I managed to pass through the town with only seeing glimpses of them going in their own directions.

I remember the feeling of urgency growing rather strongly in this dream, that I needed to find the freeway and and backtrack or go somewhere else. Another thing I must note, wasn't the first time I'd been to that city. First time driving around there.... but I can pull back having a dream some months where I was running around it barefoot or something.

. . . . . (catching flickers of a memory) nah.... that was... hmmm For some reason I'm remembering a lot of.... aerial acrobatics.... which is something i generally don't do (matrix-status jumping around/over homes/buildings)

Anywho after the driving dream ended.... there was one more dream for me to have.

Once again another hotel/motel (may have been a motel in this one, looked more like it). As the dream started, I'd just arrived with a 2 others. For some reason me and one of them expected someone to be waiting inside.

One of the two followed behind me (for some reason, some people in my dreams... may as well just be a dark shadow with no detail XD..... I just don't see them, i know they are there, but I can't place what gender they even are .) The other went to a side window to look inside. Before doing this I of course "pulled" 2 swords that I own, (one being my main, but the other wasn't the other one from the previous, which would explain what happened in a few moments) I have my main spkatana, and i toss my old oceankatana to the person i arrived with about to go for the window. Now armed we proceeded

I went straight for the door, opened it about an inch, and then kicked it the rest of the way open. At this point, me and the follower only had t otake a few steps in. Just being me, I naturally decided to just pear around the door (against the wall where the door sits when fully open), and.... I couldn't even see them but he was there, just as with those i'd came with.... I could but couldn't see him. Within the second I saw the othersword, the angel-wakizashi (naming em for later reference) flying right into my face, I remember pulling back just in time to see the blade extend past it and the eventual hand and handle of the sword which is how i knew which one it was.

I grabbed the person and pulled them away from the door, one of the others was about to help me with em while i had them locked up, to which I yelled at them not to. I tripped the person/thing up and followed him to the ground, both of us still also clutching the Wakazashi (short katana for those who don't know), a smooth as butter I turned it towards his chest and sunk it down into him. I vaguely remember me/those with me asking who sent him... But I don't remember hearing any answer. Pretty much when I woke up.

May go and type up some other entries while I seem to be in the dream remembering mode, an have the day off. Have missed a lot.

Had a very good nights sleep but with very little memories. Woke before the alarm, not in the middle of a dream. When thinking about it before getting up, a couple of things did return to me.

Scene 1

I'm in a car and my brother is driving. I have the fealing I've done this route a few times lately, and remember how it goes. My brother doesn't know the way and I start giving him directions. I don't drive so even though I know the direction to go, we end up almost going the wrong way on a one way street. At some point I think there should be a road but don't see one, and it appears.

Scene 2

I'm piloting an airship along a road in a city, there are buildings on both sides. The steering is pretty simple, but it responds more strongly than I would expect. At some point I try to gain a bit more altitude, not to hit traffic lights, but the airship rises a bit above the rooftops.

I'm at my house, when Laura's mum comes in with laura. I ask what she's doing, and they say they're cancelling her birthday party. "Why?!" I ask. "It's all messed up, everyone wants to go, and people hate each other and everything, it's going to be a disaster." Laura says. I really want to go though, so I try to convince her that she should still have it. "That's crazy!" I say "You can still have it on..."
Laura shakes her head, and points to all the presents on the table. "I'm going to have to give them back." I no longer see the point in protesting, so I tell her she can open mine. She smiles, and takes a sqaure parcel wrapped in christmas paper. (Not in birthday wrapping) For some reason I can't remember what it is, so I'm anxious as she begins to unwrap it. She pulls out a book with a polar bear on it that says "Ages five and below" I want to crawl under a rock...
Laura's mum was watching as well.. and she gives me a dirty look. Laura pretends to like it though, and I decide to change the topic before anything worse can happen. "Can we at least just hang out? Rather than have a birthday party?" She seems to think this is a better idea and nods in agreement. Suddenly, we're in a car, driving towards an unknown destination. We're in a dark street in the night time, with no one else around and only the occasional dull street light attempting to illuminate the darkness. Laura, is driving, and reading a text at the same time, so I lean over concerned, because I know my best friend is extremely cautious and safe, and would only be reading a text while driving if it was of the upmost importance. Nope, just her boyfriend. She gets another text however, and it says "I know where you are, I'm watching you, you're next." We both freak out, looking around for someone "watching us." I want to get away from here as fast as possible, so when laura begins to slow for a red light I shout "Go through, go through!!!" She does what I say, and I look around for cops, none. "I was only joking" I lie, so laura doesn't call me a whimp. She gives me a look, and rolls her eyes. Just like she does so much in real life..
Because food is generally our number one priority, we both decide to go eat somewhere. We find a block of multiple fast food restraunts, and restraunts. To the right is things like, hungry jacks, kfc, mcdonalds. And to the left is all these classy restraunts. I'm praying she turns right, because I can pretty much taste the chicken, but of course, being the classy person she is, she pulls into a parking space on the left side. We both get out, and walk to a restraunt that looks the best. It turns out there's absolutely nothing there I eat, being more of a steak, fish, burger kind of person. Laura shrugs, and I ask the lady what she recommends. "We do a nice bacon and egg sandwhich" That's more like it I think...
"I'll take that I say." I look around, to find laura gone. I wake up.

01/16/12

Driving Drunk
I am driving down an isolated street in the middle of nowhere at night. There are two other people in the car with me, and we are all drinking. (Drinking and driving? I don't even like to drink!) I am drinking a beer and laughing and telling bad jokes that I don't remember now. I feel drunk. I drink more of my beer and I see flashing lights in the review mirror. Great… cops… now I'm in trouble. I think I'll pull over, but instead I get the idea I can turn off the road somewhere up ahead and kill the lights so the cops will fly right by me. I speed up to put distance between the cop and me. I start going very fast and I am not able to make the sharp turn that's coming up ahead. Instead the car breaks through the guard rail and flies out into space… there is apparently a cliff beside the road. But the car isn't going down… it is continuing to fly… or am I just too drunk to know we're crashing?

sun January 7th 2012
0:00-9:00

Same thing as last night: no experiments, need sleep. Breathing & mantras.

1. I'm driving with my dad and my brother in a car. I'm not allowed to drive irl yet. My mom follows us on a scooter. I kinda suck at it: keep forgetting to cross intersections from the right lane, not using my turn signals. I also drove into a school, which was like a maze that I couldn't get out from. My biggest fear is that I won't be able to brake, because the pedal feels very hard, like I don't have enough strength to use it's full potential. I've had this dream 3-4 times now, this is the first time it got messy. I always take the same road, but this time I derailed from it.

2. Can only remember fragments from this dream. It's located in a cafe, especially in a room on the second floor with a balcony. Again I'm not sure what part I play. There is a tall woman, she's probably the waitress. There is an older lady (she must be the owner). There are two guys (they must be the ones running the bar for the older lady), the younger one is more handsome - he's the one the girl is interested in. The guys leave for some time and when they get back in their American-type convertible, they enter through the backdoor. It's a black steel plate with a white painting on it: like a ghost or a witch. Upon return they discover that the younger woman had a child. The kid is in a buggy on the balcony. The woman died her hair to a dark color (I'm not sure how it was before, though). She's pleading the younger fella to have another kid with her. He tells her this bar is no place for a child. She points out that her current child is just fine here (the one on the balcony, with a ridiculous name I can't remember: something like Butter or Sunflower).

Note to self: STAY IN BED. SAY: "WHAT DID I JUST DREAM?"

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Sleept for a very long time this morning and I woke up exhausted. I needed it though, haven't gotten a good night's sleep since I started working this week. Had a short LD which wasn't very vivid, but it's something to start off the new year with.

23.00: Sleep

09.30: Short LD MILD
I've just killed a bunch of animals with a filet knife. It's not like I've done it because I enjoyed it, I get the feeling that they were suffering. A woman in an excavator apparently doesn't agree with me. She tries to kill me by slamming the excavator arm down on me. I jump away and try to hide from her behind some tries. In two swift strokes all the trees are gone and I'm about to be next. I jump to the right and head through an open wooden gate. I close the doors just as she's about to crush me. "Don't forget to lock them" she yells at me. I put my hand on them and think "lock" and they do. I look around. I'm in the middle of an old Japanese style temple shaped like a square.

I become lucid and figure I have to escape through the door on the other side before she can come back around. I spot a motorbike and get on. For some reason I'm holding a samurai sword. I put it away behind my back, imagining having a scabbard there just like "Blade" does. I start the bike and take off down a narrow road. I look to my left and can see the excavator going down the road on the other side. I take a shortcut which the murderous bitch didn't foresee and end up going past just behind her. I'm not going faster than 70 km/h though and that is way too slow. I look down at the engine and imagine it getting more horse powers. The engine slowly starts to produce a high pitched sound just like a formel one car does, and the pistons starts glowing just like in the cinematic intro for "Starcraft 2". I am soon going really fast, but the dream fades.

11.00: DV party
I'm with some guy infront of a supermarket. He starts complaining about the price of the stuff he just bought. "I should have gotten a discount man!" he tells me angrily. We head back into the store to find out why he didn't get a discount. We arrive at the soda section and I take a look at his receipt. I grab the sign we were watching before and rip the paper off. "Here, why didn't this apply?!" I ask a girl working there. She explains to us that he couldn't take different kinds of soda, only exactly what it says on the sign.

There's some commotion nearby and I check it out. In a sofa just around the corner is Xei, Limitless and Auron and a bunch of other people I don't recognise. They're watching as Xei is trying to down a shot of black booze, but he fails. "Ah don't be mean, he's not used to that" Limitless says and takes the rest of his shot. I greet with everyone. "Shouldn't we be drinking something stronger?" I ask and ask my friend to bring out some Shockwave (the liqueur) from the fridge. "Let's do tequila shots! Limitless and Matte you guys do it!" someone yells out. "Yeah sure" I say and grab a pair of sunglasses and put them on. Limitless starts taking photos of me and I flex since I have got no shirt on.

11.00: Playing Battlefield
I'm playing "Battlefield" and I'm flying an old school propeller plane. I circle around a small town in search for the other plane and soon find it. My friend Henrik is watching me play. I take the other plane out with a few bursts from my machinegun. I land the plane and shoot a guy. I keep on shooting people that pops up. The weapons seem to change though, first they're really old but as the game progresses they change into World War 2 weapons, and then modern ones. I'm being cornered in a basement by everyone on the server, they're intent on taking me out. I throw grenades and shoot them in the face with a shotgun. After a long time Henrik asks if he can play. "I'll just die first" I say and check the score. 89 kills and 10 death's. "Wow I rock" I say and continue to kill people.

11.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 12 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! Telekinesis in my next LD, hopefully tomorrow morning.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!