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    1. Just a goat

      by , 09-04-2013 at 05:21 PM
      Date: 2 Sept

      Pre bed: lecithin

      Suspicious early ld fragment: in a room, lucid and talking to a woman with orange hair.

      Fragment: something about my mom and me getting up

      Fragment: I am a goat and am looking for Angel Falls. I see a fountain and wonder if I could turn this into AF, but find it's not very convenient.

      Fragment: Mom has invited relatives

      Random fragment: I remember this strange large somewhat non-human human guy being interested in me, trying to keep me somewhere and romantic stuff going on.

      LD: I am in the library part of a university building. They are talking about this dark-skinned guy who had 12 kids, but he is only sixteen. There must be some kind of mistake, I think you are referring to his father, this guy is one of the kids. I become lucid, decide to exist the building. There is still some scenario going in the background, some sort of event maybe. My lip gloss is on the floor and I do some TK on it. I want it to fly directly in my hand but it doesn't so I return it and try again until I am able to pull it properly and it lands in my hand. I go out. This is now a mix of buildings from my past. I shortly lose lucidity, looking for a quiet place to take a break. I then recall I have been TKing around and lucid so change direction. The dream starts to fade away and there's nothing I can do about it.

      DEILD: I vaguely recall waking up and DEILDing, with the new scene appearing in front of me. Much like those from scratch lds or wilds, I need to hold on to it so that I can fully integrate.

      The first thing that catches my attention is a glass full of water and I grasp it for stability. Almost immediately this DC of unpleasant person pain in the butt appears in front of me as well, she moves like a snake and sticks to me like a blanket. I have no interest in staying here so head for the window. Before I do I think I am going to score a few points so think telekinesis and look for something to move. There is a lipstick near the window so I make it fall. Alright.

      This DC is still holding on to me and I take a few moments to consider the situation. I know she is a mirror of my thoughts and feelings but how could I not have them. I look at her face and admit I feel aversion. I try to become indifferent. Not sure if I succeed in doing so or my thoughts simply stop for a moment, but this DC unexpectedly lets go of me and drops to the ground remaining motion and expressionless. I realize that she is just an empty phantom projection. The dream fades.


      LD: There is some stuff going on that I can no longer recall. I am thinking/doing something lucid initially, but then non-ld scenario distracts me for a bit. They tell me that this friend of mine had posted something on FB about a video! and my other friend also has something to do with it..I can't remember. I see brief images of my friends and the web. I am on something like a flat rooftop, talking to my friend. Awareness level gradually goes up. I know (more on a subcon that con level) that she is no longer with us so I decide to ask her if she is real. Aware that I might influence her answer, I try not to think about it, yet I know that I want her to confirm to me that she is real. I notice her hair, blonder than my expectations, some thoughts about that. Her features slowly change and she looks a bit different but I still treat her like my friend. I ask her a few more times if she is real, but get no answer. I look around a bit, notice some stuff I can't recall, the dream fades.

      LD:In the void, I remember I was supposed to look for Xanous, so in spite of the constant feeling that I am about the wake up any moment, I decide I will do that. I concentrate and appear in a room full of people. Room full of people, I remind myself. It is really hard to remember all these dreams already. The room is quite unstable and I hurry forward, looking around to see if I can recognize him among the DCs, also shouting like crazy "Where is Xanous, tell me how to find him", but DCs don't care much. The shouting helps stabilize the dream though. I reach the end of the room or rooms and go outside and see some part of building construction. I don't like the atmosphere outside, it's also high and I don't feel like flying or exploring out there so decide to go back.

      The moment I turn my back it looks like some section of a shopping mall, I see a fast food chain and a magazine shop. I am looking at the two from the outside and they are completely separated by a closed door and wall. I try to phase through some sort of glass and handrail barrier to get in the magazine shop, but it changes so I climb the thing and get into the fast food place instead. I go to the counter and order two burgers or something like that. I find it very amusing that I am doing this, they even give me two receipts. There is a typical McDonalds table and I decide I will phase through it, so accelerate towards it and bam! Nothing. I have the feeling that I was thinking at the back of my mind that it is hard object, so I guess that's why I didn't do it. Keep the eyes open thought comes to my mind. Ok, maybe I just look at it too much. I try again and turn the table over, but catch it midair, it is a long table now but the items on it didn't fall out. I feel weird doing a mess at this place and fix the table and stuff as DCs are staring at me.

      Somewhat bored now and feeling a bit sexy (actually needed to pee) I decide I might as well have some fun with this DC and go into some sort of sales talk about it. The DC looks at me distressed. Suddenly, I feel very bad about the whole situation thinking "So, I am here, hopping from dream to dream and what do I do - terrorize DCs." I remain in the dream for just a bit more, staring at her and wondering about who she reminds me of as the dream finally fades.

      Updated 09-04-2013 at 06:44 PM by 61764

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    2. My Wallet!

      by , 01-30-2013 at 03:43 PM
      I had many dreams but I only remember the last one, me and two other anonymous people were on a road trip and we stopped by a fast food station. The overall theme of the restaurant was mostly white with like blue and brown cushions on the seats. Usually my dreams have extremely weird architecture so this dream was rare because it was a normal set up. We sat in one booth and we all left temporarily at the same time, probably to a bathroom? the dream was really fuzzy at this point. At that point I realize I left my wallet on the table. I feel like someone is stealing my money because we are in a fast food restaurant. I go back to the table and theres three guys with one guy "exchanging money" and theres less money but he says he was just trading my 20 for his change. In the dream somehow this is something thats technically ok to do for some reason. I start getting angry and ask for my wallet back, they throw it at me and I catch it but my hand hits a guy behind me. The guy behind me starts saying like wtf why did you do that, i said its cause these three retards threw it and I would have beat them up or called the police or something but that's when my dream ended.
    3. Stay Right Here, One shot, Blonde & Kitty, Killing Spree, Bacon and Anderj101, Starbucks, Steve Jobs

      by , 03-18-2012 at 06:25 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      03.18.2012
      Stay Right Here, One shot, Blonde & Kitty, Killing Spree, Bacon and Anderj101, Starbucks, Steve Jobs (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Spoiler for Extra information:




      Dream 1: Stay Right Here....


      I'm in a classroom, and Lucille Ball from "I Love Lucy" is the teacher. At first I am not taking notice of this, I'm mainly focusing on the fact that there's a bunch of random people here.

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      After a while, it seems that students start to head out of class one by one, then it feels like they're getting even more scared every time one leaves. After a while, there's only a few people left, and I can't really remember the girl to boy ratio, but I saw
      Lucille roll her eyes a little bit.

      She said something about us staying right here, and she's declaring this as if we're her possessions. I try not to worry too much, but I remember a flash before this where one student that I thought was tough freaked out.

      I pretended as if I was afraid of him by purposefully sucking up to him and asking that a tough guy like him should be able to handle this type of situation. I felt kind of bad being sadistic in my own way because his response was that he wants to get the hell out of here basically.

      Poor guy, guess he was just being tough on the outside. Then the dream is back to where I'm in the classroom with the
      Lucille look a like. She's being a little quiet, but she's making sure that no one else leaves the classroom.

      I'm still assuming she's a crazy fuck who wants to make us her play things, but the women in this dream seemed to be perfectly okay with that, or maybe I was paranoid in this dream. I couldn't pick off any kind of fear from these women, if there would be one, it would just be a small expression of being bored.

      I think
      Lucille started to write on the chalkboard "QJ" or "JQ," and it was in red writing I believe with a thin yellow outline or some kind of bright color. Then Lucille said something that sparked an interest to the women in this classroom.

      She said something about a workout plan that we're going to do, and one of girls were filled with joy, and I think they even said that feel like things are going to get better or something like that.

      I think this whole time, I'm pretty much the only guy in the classroom, at least from my perspective.

      I'll just stop there, because I feel I'm just assuming the women's feelings if I continue.

      Dream 2: One shot Kills

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      I'm in a Call of Duty type of simulation dream again, and apparently the mode that's set is all weapons have a one shot kill. I become aware of this because I see the menu and an option hovering over what seems to be one hit kills, or something related to it.

      I'm in this weird place that is mostly water, so there's a lot of mini wooden bridges, with some mini-huts that help link to other bridges. It feels like I'm in a jungle, and I'm actually in the water looking up so I can do a sneak attack to random people in the battle field.

      I see one person crouching wearing camouflage, and I'm literally just a few inches of him noticing I'm right below him. So I take out a weapon, and I'm not paying attention to what it is, but I shoot him.

      It fails the first shot, so I try shooting again, again, nothing works. Then I start spamming the shit out of the weapon. Nothing works, I KNOW I AM SHOOTING HIM, I mean, I'm THIS close from him, missing a shot from this distance would either mean I'm have the competence of shit, or I'm having problems with weapons actually killing people in my dream.

      Then the dream shifts to where I pick other victims, but this time, I think they realize I'm there, and this time, the water that I thought I was using as a means to do a sneak attack is completely gone. At first things seem to be going at normal time, and by that, I mean seeing things in a logical smooth transition.

      Then when I lose grip on holding on to the edge of the mini wooden bridges, everything goes in slow-motion. Even though I'm basically falling, I'm still shooting this person who is also shooting me in slow-motion.

      Things get even slower, and I see a bullet that's slowly coming towards me, and then the first person perspective changes to third person perspective where I see my arms spread out and my legs out. Basically, my body is in a "U" shape formation, probably just conforming to the gravity occurring.

      The bullet is getting closer and closer, and I try to do something about it, and the bullet has a light gold tint to it, but that wasn't my main concern.

      The dream either fades or I'm just too afraid of the bullet actually making lethal contact with my body.

      Spoiler for Extra information on what I did for a failed WILD:


      Dream 3: Blonde & Kitty

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      I'm in this random neighborhood, and the sky sort of gray, it almost feels like it's going to rain or something. It has that mystical feel to it, the weather just felt like it was perfect, and the gray clouds were soothing in some way to me.

      I'm walking on a sidewalk, and to the left of me is a long white fence I believe, maybe it was another color, but my first assumption is that it was coated with white paint.

      As I'm going forward in this random neighborhood, in fact, everything is in third-person perspective for a while, and then I notice a cat resting on the edge of the window outside of a house.

      It was on a pretty high window, and the cat looked like it passed out or something, because it really looks like it's having a good time sleeping to not be concerned about possibly falling down in its sleep.

      I look at it for a while, and then I turn around and I see a female in front of me? I know it was a female, and maybe she was a Brunette, or even a Redhead, or blonde, I'm not too sure on this.

      Then I hear a cat meow for a few seconds, and it seems it's the same cat that took a nap high above the edge of the window of a two-story house. It got closer to me, and I heard it purring for a while.

      I thought it was going to rub itself on my leg and purr, but it came closer to the female in front of me who is standing on the edge of the sidewalk. The cat is trying to get her attention, and it eve pokes her near her ankles for a while.

      Then it starts touching near her waist by extending its body a little bit, and I realized this cat is a little bit longer than your average cat.

      I believe the girl turns around to see the cat is interested in her, but I didn't see her face immediately, despite her turning around to see what was all the commotion with the cat touching her and everything.

      Then I turn my face to the right, and I see a blonde. She's wearing a small white hoodie jacket most likely, light blue jeans, and I believe a blue shirt underneath the white hoodie.

      She comes closer and closer to me, and I believe she's mentioning the content on my Zune HD, and how I have promiscuous videos in it, but when I look at it, I only see a small random clip of an Episode of Danny Phantom.

      (I don't even have Danny Phantom on my Zune HD, nor was a I huge fan of it anyway. I mean, I watched it whenever I had the chance a LONG time ago, but that's just it).

      I didn't really see anything bad on the Zune HD, but for some reason, I agreed with her because I still felt ashamed of what was in it. She started to mention other things, but I forgot most of them.

      Dream 4: Killing Spree


      I'm in a building that's fairly dark, I believe me and three random DCs have to kill a group of people. There were 4 windows, and each of us were assigned to a specific window, and I had the one to the right that was south of the other one.

      I don't know what weapon I'm using, but I'm assuming it has an explosive attachment, since I'm trying to blow up a huge vehicle that is slightly left of my perspective. I try to kill the person inside the vehicle first with regular gun ammo.

      He finds me and looks at me like he's scared, and starts running, but I end up shooting him after missing for a while. The thing is, I don't really recall him actually dying or at least seeing his corpse.

      After I presumably killed him, I started to shoot the vehicle he was in, and hopefully see that it would blow up or something, but it doesn't work.

      Dream 5: Bacon Fast Food & Anderj101 in an Adult Scene???????

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      It's bright outside and I believe I'm with my father, we're going to some fast food that seems that it uses a lot of bacon. We go inside, and I look up at the menu above and see that there isn't a lot of options other than bacon, bacon with eggs, more bacon, and some other stuff I couldn't remember.

      My father is trying to ask one of the employees a question, and I'm trying to nudge at him to make him stop, but it seems he's just ignoring me. I look at one of the employees who is a female. She's kind of overweight, and she's wearing Khaki pants or light brown pants, and she's wearing your typical fast food uniform.

      The uniform mostly consisted of light yellow and dark gold colors, and it seems like she's a new employee, since I see her reading the instructions on how to make something. It looks like she's using a glass container to store some things like a huge block of cheese to fit its rectangular shape.

      She adds some rice on top of it along with a few extra small blocks of cheese while reading the instructions in front of her. She starts to mix if up a little, and then something random came up in my mind.

      The store seems to sell custom made photos of people who come to the restaurant often, and apparently, Anderj101 is their #1 customer!

      As I'm scrolling down this list, I see nothing but Anderj101 pictures, like him wearing a party hat, or with a small dog, and many things. It was funny seeing all these pictures of him, until a video clip came up of him engaging in sex scene with a lady and some other guy.

      He was in a double penetration porn video shoot, and I just can't process my expression after seeing this. I think he even says one point in the video, "Look what I can do!"

      Dream fades and he starts to abuse this woman along with the guy doing the same to the lady as well.

      Dream 6: Starbucks Conversation?



      I'm at Starbucks, and they're keeping the place fairly dark with small lighting. I'm waiting in line, and after it's my turn, there's this girl who skips me, but I let her skip me for some reason because I didn't want to start some type of petty conflict.

      The employee near the cash register saw this and didn't let the girl choose her order, and I think she says that she can after I get to pick what I wanted, so in a way, my silence was rewarded.

      I chose the Vanilla bean milkshake Frappuncino thing, and I ordered it in Venti. I wait a while for it, but I can't remember actually getting it. The dream shifts to where I am holding it most likely, and I go to a random seat, and I see a few familiar faces.

      I saw a girl that looked like Jasmine that I know in waking life, and I believe another person who looked like Kevin. Let's call him Kevin G.

      They're asking me some random questions and are smiling, and they usually are people that smile at me a lot when talking to me, and usually had small conversations while they were working when I went grocery shopping.

      I don't remember what they were asking me, but I sit there for a while and forgot everything after that.

      Dream 7: Meeting Steve Jobs??



      It's afternoon, and I believe I'm calling a person named James that was ranked #2 in a High School I went to in academics.

      I asked him if he knew about the event for the tennis team, and he confirms that he knows about this and says that he's going. I tell him all right and told him goodbye.

      Then I started to walk funny. You usually take a step to balance yourself for the other step, but I stretched my legs a bit further reach step, as if I was trying to rush to get somewhere. I could feel my legs going faster than normal, and I was worried that I might start sweating near the bottom region of my body.

      The environment feels like I'm at A&M at College Station, along with other structures that were probably contained in my unconscious from other large areas. I continue walking funny by stretching my legs far away from my body than usual, and I see two males riding a bicycle.

      They looked like twins, and they were wearing dark sports clothing. They took a break to stop and drink some water or whatever it is they're drinking, and they're doing it simultaneously!

      So before they're almost done with their drinks, I decided to move up a little bit to pass them so that I wouldn't have to wait for them to ride their bikes perpendicular from the direction I was going.

      I move up a large set of steps, and as I'm heading towards the left to go down to another set of wide steps, I see Steve Jobs just walking by with long gray business pants and a black shirt.

      I believe as I'm passing by him, and even before I saw him, I heard voices on people saying that others shouldn't have some kind of new interest in Steve Jobs accomplishments this late in time of his death.

      That's all I remember sadly. I'm not really trying to attempt MILDs, DILDs, or anything like that for now because WILDs are going to be the only thing that will increase my chance in finding Kaomea and Alyzarin.

      The other methods just don't cut it anymore, so I guess I'll be going through a lot of moments being pissed that I missed a lot of opportunities to go into the dream state directly after WBTBs.


      Updated 03-18-2012 at 08:29 PM by 47756

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    4. a lot of cold drinks; boss, homer, and my phone; uhura's table manners

      by , 07-23-2011 at 01:40 PM
      Good morning, everybody.

      Dream #1

      I was in a fast food restaurant. The place looked a bit drab, with brightish, green-grey fluorescent light and kind of dirty, red-tile floors. There might not have been any seats.

      I stood over by the drinks dispenser. I was really hot, and all I wanted was a 32-ounce cup of some kind of fake fruit juice. The sign over the drinks dispenser indicated that the drink was some kind of pink "fruit" juice. This sounded just right to me.

      I pushed a plastic cup (possibly with a blue Pepsi design on it) against a lever like a soda dispenser lever, although both it and the dispenser were kind of big, like for an ice dispenser. The fluid poured out.

      I took a sip. As I did, I noticed that the color of the drink was kind of pale brown, like watered down soda, or like tea, more than like any kind of fake fruit juice. I held the drink a little way away from me. I looked at it and thought that maybe it was iced tea after all.

      I was kind of disappointed. I wanted something that had taste. But I couldn't quite believe that I had poured tea instead of fake fruit juice. So I took a really big drink now, to get as much flavor as I could. This time the drink definitely tasted like lemonade.

      So I figured that I had been thrown off by the color of the drink. I'd thought it was going to be pink. So when it was yellow, I thought it was brown. So I'd mistaken it for tea. (WTF???)

      I felt bad that I'd taken such a huge drink of the lemonade. There were one or two Latina girls behind the counter. They were both kind of pretty, and I didn't want them to think I was a big pig for drinking so much before paying.

      I wanted my drink to stay extra cold, because I was really hot. I put some ice in the cup. I then filled the drink the rest of the way up.

      I was walking in a big city, as if I'd left the fast food place and was heading back to work. I seemed to be in a big hurry. I crossed a smallish, triangular plaza in front of a big skyscraper.

      A man called out from behind me. I turned around. The man looked black and Latino. He was holding out a bag of fast food and a big drink. The man told me I'd forgotten to take my stuff with me. I was kind of surprised that I had done so.

      I now walked into a small building, which was like some kind of community center or some kind of hospital for underprivileged people. There was a yellow sign with lettering in red italics on the wall to the left of the door. It said something about how the cafeteria here makes its own chili. It was really proud about this, and it boasted that it wasn't like other cafeterias, which buy processed chili.

      I had a little time before the meeting I had to go to -- some kind of community support meeting. I didn't like going to the meetings, because I felt like people were always assuming I was poor or stupid because I had to come to them. But I also felt like they were important to go to.

      The cafeteria was just across the hallway from the front door. I walked into the cafeteria. I was really hot, and I wanted some kind of fruity drink.

      I looked around at the cafeteria for a moment. It looked more like the kitchen area of a dining hall rather than a cafeteria. The place was really small. There were no seats. There was a stainless steel counter, probably where all the food was served up, buffet-style. I may have known the workers behind the counter.

      I walked out of this room and across the hallway. There was a smaller room, basically just a little nook in the wall. There was a small, glass-doored refrigerator with drinks inside it. I saw something like a Nestle peach-flavored ice tea. I didn't think this was exactly what I wanted. But I figured it would be good enough.

      But for some reason, I didn't grab it. I felt like maybe the workers in the other room would think I was being mean or ungrateful if I bought a drink from this room instead of from their room -- even though I had to go to their room to buy the drink from them, so that technically I was buying this drink from them, anyway.

      Dream #2

      I was "at work." The space was like an office space in a small office complex. Sometimes the area seemed big, with no offices or cubicles, just a big space with desks. At other times, the area seemed like a big office, with possibly two big desks inside of it.

      The place didn't have any lights on, but there was a decent amount of daylight coming in through the windows, giving the place a gentle, greyish kind of atmosphere. The place seemed slightly cluttered, and it also seemed like there were potted plants all over the place.

      I was going to quit my job. This may have been my last day at work. My boss was preparing for me to leave. I think a young woman was coming to take my place. My boss was putting some stuff in order so the woman would know how to do the things I did.

      My boss was sitting at one big desk, and I was sitting at another desk. I got out of my desk and walked over to my boss. At first, my boss was doing something like filing through cards that had the consistency of business cards but a size maybe about between that of business cards and that of playing cards.

      But then my boss was paging through some of my old notebooks. He found verses of poetry by Homer. There were three or four passages that I'd transcribed into the notebooks. Each passage was about half a page long.

      My boss asked me why in the heck I'd transcribed Homer into a work notebook. I felt that the transcriptions had had something to do with work, but I couldn't explain it.

      I kept stuttering in my explanation. But eventually I said something about instinct and how reading Homer provided me with some kind of abstract understanding of things, which then melted into my instincts and helped me make better choices.

      Later on, my boss was trying to make some kind of weird deal with me. I can't remember exactly what it was. He wanted to keep me working with him, but on one project, so that my time would be free for doing other things. I can't remember what the project was, but it sounded like a terrible deal that my boss was trying, half-assed, to dress up.

      At another time, my boss walked away through the big office. I may have kind of hung around in the huge office all by myself, kind of spinning my wheels and getting bored.

      I was now outside. I was out on a flat, open field mostly of dark-tan soil, with little patches of grass here and there. The soil may have been a tiny bit damp, as if from a dewy morning or a recent rain. It was a clear day, with a cold, blue sky marbled with thin cirrus clouds.

      There seemed to be a chain-link fence and some kind of structure somewhere. There were also a few vehicles, including a couple of big, black pick-up trucks.

      I found my boss before a small, hatchback car, which may have been really shiny and cobalt blue, maybe even with glittery flecks in it, like on the car of an amusement park ride. My boss stood before the opened hatchback. The interior of the car just seemed to be stuffed full of papers.

      I conferred with my boss a little bit about something. I was getting ready to leave work for the last time. My boss understood this. He said, "Oh, I still have your phone. I'm listening to some of the songs on it. I'm not done with it yet. But I'll meet you upstairs" (as if this outdoor area were really the "basement" of the office!) "and give it to you as soon as I'm done."

      My boss now seemed to be wearing huge, Skull-Candy-like earphones.

      I was really frustrated with my boss. First of all, I hadn't even known that he had taken my phone to listen to stuff on it. Second, why was he telling me that he was holding onto my phone and not giving it back until he was done with it? It was my phone! Third, I just wanted to get out of here once and for all, but it seemed like my boss just kept trying to find ways to keep me here. And this was another one!

      Dream #3

      I was watching some kind of commercial or infomercial. It showed the woman who played Uhura on Star Trek. The commercial seemed to refer to the woman by her real name, but only using her first name.

      In some kind of haughty, "she-knows-better-than-you" fashion, the male announcer said that Uhura always heeded her table manners, and that she'd never make the mistake of forgetting them.

      The screen showed a kind of red-and-white photo of Uhura, which faded into an actual view of her. She responded to the male announcer by saying, "Yes, I never forget my table manners. My daddy taught them to me a long time ago."

      There was now a view of a family in a nice dining room. The family was apparently Uhura's family. The family all gathered around the left end of the table. Some sat at the table, while others stood. All the people in the family seemed to be adults, maybe from their mid-30s on up.

      The head of the family was some man, who may or may not actually have been there. He was rich and very classy. He seemed to have grey and black hair and mustache. He wore a very nice suit with a cream-and-red striped tie.

      The rest of the family seemed to be dressed in a kind of middle-class style. One woman was dressed in a nurse's outfit. Her hair was really nerdy-looking, about shoulder length, light brown, kind of oily, with a bit of a tight, gerry-curl style. She also wore clunky, but small, kind of round glasses.

      The woman seemed to be speaking for the family. She said something like, "A lot of families teach their children table manners when they're young. But then they don't follow up on it as the children get older. So the children forget what they learned about table manners. But not our family. We were taught table manners all the time. So we never forget."

      Uhura seemed to be sitting in a big chair, either at the other end of this room or else in some other room, but visible by a big video screen. The woman and Uhura seemed to be having some sort of conversation with each other about how important table manners were.
    5. Having lunc with the AmazingAtheist

      by , 06-09-2010 at 10:07 PM (NinjaWookiee's DreamJournal - My tales of bullshit)
      02.28.2010
      Having lunch with the AmazingAtheist (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


      I walked through the city with the AmazingAtheist (A YouTuber, that talks about news; especially religion) and some guy I don't know. After a while we walked into a fast food restaurant. I looked at the pictures of their food but couldn't decide. Then I saw a movieposter-like one with a dark person on it and the text: SpecialBloodMenu. Below that was a last years date written. I asked the guy behind the counter, if they still sell this. He answered something like: "Ever!"
      Here my dream ends.

      My thoughts:This is the third time now, that I dream about fast food restaurants... And I don't even am a daily fastfood-eater or something like that. Maybe I just dreamed about it, because I expected it the evening before.