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This is from the beginning of my journal in 2009, and it's colored like this in the word file, so I thought I'd copy that..

I was in a sort of sci-fi place (that looked kind of like a dark, greeny-colored apartment building with a swimming pool outside the sliding glass door) with a group of people. One of them was a girl. She took off her clothes, touched an area above her breasts and then an area on her abdomen and invited me to touch those places too. At the place on her chest there was a strange swollen area. I didn't know what it was. But on her abdomen bellow her stomach and just above her pubic area there was a place where, when I pushed, it popped in a little like there was something hard in there, like an egg. I tried to figure out what to do, and some confusion transpired amongst the group. In that time the girl sat down and when I went to check on her a minute or two later she was dead.

I went back in time a few minutes. A girl came in and took off her clothes, but she was sort of bronze and sexy, which the other girl wasn't. The other one was young and a little odd looking. I remembered she had been the second girl to come in. (Actually there had only been one girl, but as a dream memory, it changed what happened the first time around.) She soon came in and I quickly got her onto an operating table that looked like a dentist chair with big pointy arms over it. The controls looked like a video game controller. THEN MY BOYFRIEND TOUCHED MY FACE AND I WOKE UP AND DIDN'T GET TO SAVE THE GIRL.

It was my second lucid dream. I think I was not totally under control because for some reason I don't know why I did what one of my dream character asked me to do. The dream was around 9:30am.

I can't remember where the dream started. The place looks like the setting in Final Fantasy Crisis Core game, a little futuristic buildings with people wearing crystallized suits and armors. I remember somebody, a woman, asked me to first find her brother. I can't remember why. I became lucid. I tried breathing holding my nose and it shows I can still breath. I looked over the place, sometimes rubbing my hands as I want to prolong my stay unlike my last. I talk to people asking where to find Alex (not sure of the name but somehow sounds like that). Then one time a call came to someone. It was loud and it was Alex. He will be there in a short time. So I decided to just wait until he comes. I roam around and found one of the woman in the scene, somewhat like a waitress of that place. I decided to have sex with her. I undress her by just thinking and her clothes are gone, I tried to rubbed my hand while holding her on her back but I woke up and found myself putting my two hands together in the real world instead.

I'm glad I lasted longer compared to my last but still I wake up when trying to get someone. I notice also its not that clear. I can't remember some of the scene. Hopefully there could be better lucid dreams in the future.

I am on some field and somethings or people are going in the direction away from me. I look back and there all of the sudden are various movie robots appearing, running after them. First I see star wars black and white soldiers. Then the 4 legged walking robot. Then some other ones. Finally, the robot from the movie Robotjox appears. But then the other black one is there too, trying to stop him. They start to fight. Now its near some loading bay as if in Cicautxo. I watched them fighting. The white robot was at the bottom and the Black one had this projecting fist. He was dropping it on a chain right on the white robot. It was hitting various parts. Then the white robot took a pallet with some white polystyrene like blocks and smashed it on the black one. I took a canister with petrol and spilled the petrol on them and was running away, making petrol trail on the ground. There were some people leaving work at the moment. I saw this guy lighting up his cigarette so I asked him if I could use his lighter. He handed me red lighter and I lit up the petrol trail. It went fast and in few seconds the two robots were in fire with all that polystyrene. I then wanted to do it gain, but realised there was carpet everywhere so it would burn it... thus I couldn't.

The setting was a vast snowy tundra with rolling hills and some scattered alpine forests. It was a blizzard out and my friend Derek and I were standing outside the gates of a large city. The city was very futuristic in design, with spiral and dome shaped buildings and large arcologies. it was cool though because the city was surrounded by a large ancient stone wall, like it'd been around for centuries, allowing society and technology to develop around the antiquity.

So me and my buddy Derek were each riding a Covenant Ghost from the Halo series. We decided to race to another city across the plain and took off. He was in the lead for a while as we sped over the rolling tundra. I remember pulling ahead after launching off a steep cliff and over some pine trees, which made us neck and neck the remainder of the race. I ended up winning (probably because it was my dream haha), and shortly after my victory I woke up

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I woke up at about 7am this morning, quickly stirred for a moment and managed to doze back off. This is where I entered a lucid dream that was reminiscent of a game I’ve been playing recently called Cities XL, which is like a more in depth version of Sim City. In this dream I built a floating city in the sky like the Cloud City in the Empire Strikes Back. Rather than explain what it looks like, I’ve included a diagram of the layout of the city. All the buildings were spirally and futuristic with air buses and hover cars flying around. I didn’t really place the buildings individually, but I remember zoning areas for things such as residences, businesses, a space port, and industrial complexes and the buildings kind of manifested themselves within the designated zones, much like the game. I specifically remember there being a large city hall with two massive carved stone monoliths on either side. For some reason, a detail that sticks out in my mind is the low income housing, which were cone shaped structures hanging off the underside of the giant platforms the city was built on. Even though it didn't last very long, it was still a pretty sweet dream

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06.09.2011

That guy broke Earl's car (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was inside a car racing stadium. I was wondering how I got there as my car was not a sports car, but a regular sedan. There was a guy who tried to break Earl's car. He finally did and got Earl really pissed.

After he did, he wanted to find mine. I was wondering why he did not before if we walked by my car. I thought that the guy might expect my car to be a sports car instead of my real car. I was walking in the garage, trying to find my car before he did. There were hundreds of cars and it was hard for me to find mine.

After a lot of walking, I found the exit of the garage. I got to a futuristic looking neighborhood. It was night and I saw a lot of people in the streets.

April 22, 2011

Notes
After forgetting my dream last night, had 3 dreams tonight, one lucid. Went to bed at around 1am, woke up several times but eventually at 1:30pm. Great dreams tonight, some of the typical weird stuff that happens in my dreams. Attempted control at the end of the lucid dream, almost succeeded, blocked by some creepy projection of myself. Very memorable at the end of the lucid, very unsettling. Reoccurring people, which I've never noticed until I started this journal, and of course my dog Riley shows up again. Motifs of weird adventures, futuristic settings, otherworldly experiences, school, etc.

Entry 009
My first dream begins in a house. It's my house, only my room specifically seems to be bigger, with a really strange wall shape. The room sits kind of like a townhouse, on the second floor of some other apartment and only loosely attached to the main house. The atmosphere inside is just like my room-- books scattered everywhere, clashing color schemes and fabrics, random nic nacs on every surface. I'm sitting by the window, looking out at the street below. There's an eclectic shop across the road, filled with antiques and dried squid hanging from the ceiling (what?). I see a friend walk into view, maybe Sejal, maybe not, I can't really remember. She waves, I wave back then open up the window and jump down to the street. We go inside the shop for awhile. There's an old woman who looks like some kind of cartoon gypsy or one of those old fortuneteller machines sitting behind the counter, watching us like a hawk from behind her round spectacles. We leave and I go back up to my room, only to find everything either gone or covered in a white sheet. My mom comes in and said she did some "cleaning" and that she's packed up all my stuff for me to go to college.

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Another dream in similar setting to the first, only without the previous one ever happening and with the place that was my room now being a classroom. We live in some futuristic world, with tall white skyscrapers and even a couple flying cars here and there. Despite all the modernity, there are still places like the antique store with dried squid cramped along the narrow paths between buildings.

I'm walking, then I stop at a towering building meant for residential apartments. On the first floor I can see Burell, but I'm not here to see him. I am at a different floor in the building. I ring the bell and Donahue answers. There are already some students waiting inside. I get the impression that we always have school in these residential apartments for some reason, even though the classrooms are more like personal houses of the teachers than classrooms at all. We have a lesson, but I'm hardly paying attentions. My gaze keeps shifting to the wide, floor to ceiling windows which give a panorama view of the world outside, flying cars and all.

Eventually, one lesson ends and the majority of the students file out of the apartment. Only myself and a couple others are leftover, and we're all given instruments. We practice for awhile, then Donahue says something about us "being ready". Apparently there's some kind of festival around a bonfire today (something that seems strangely uncivilized for a nation with flying cars, but whatever...) and they need musicians so that the dancers have a beat. I leave, stop in at the antique-squid place again.

When I come out of the shop I look up at the sky and see it's getting dark. I have to hurry to the festival. Someone or something is with me all this time, but I'm not sure what it is. When I (we?) get to the festival, all of the other musicians have already taken their places in a horseshoe of black chairs set upon a hill. I kind of lurk in the back of these chairs, but never sit down or play. I have an ominous feeling, like something sinister is happening. I see Donahue front and center playing a tuba or something like that. The people around the fire dance.

As I'm walking back to the building, Burell sees me and intercepts. As we walk back together, I tell him I have some strange feeling about Donahue and the festival. Burell then tells me that I was right to, then reveals some dark past of Donahue's; why we have classes in his apartment, why there's a festival, why we were made to play music in the festival. When we get to the building, Burell slips in to his apartment on the first floor. As I'm standing there, staring at the place where Burell was standing only a second ago, Donahue sneaks up behind me and taps me on the shoulder. Is something wrong? He smiles.

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Final dream. I'm lucid. I'm in some kind of futuristic world, an underground society connected by dim, floating lights and wide tunnels of whooshing air used to travel. I've just moved in to a new, comfortable home and I'm inviting people over for a party. We're playing video games, watching TV and talking; just generally having fun. Eventually, however, some neighbors come over to complain. They're already holding a grudge against me for not inviting them, and so they want to interfere in our fun. I invite them in and I get some impression that I shouldn't have. Riley is here, and she's snapping at their heels. The floor is made of large multicolored tiles that light up underneath your feet and I can see myself backing away, lighting yellows, purples, reds, as they move forward.

The dream gets fuzzy here, I think I may have temporarily lost lucidity, but I get the impression they severely beat me up and that one of them rapes me.

When the dream comes back to me, they've switched my new home in to some kind of place of indoctrination. A bunch of brainwashed kids are sitting around me, my previous party guests, all wearing bathing suits, raincoats, tutus and other bizarre clothing. Occasionally a new person tries to enter the room and join us. If we find them attractive we let them in, and if we don't we beat them to a bloody pulp. One fat little girl in a purple bathing suit tries to come in. The room tenses. There's no way we can let her in.

Just as we're about to strike, I stand up and shout "NO". I'm wearing some kind of cosplay or costume with a tutu and a crown. It's very scanty. I run to the front of the room and tell the girl to quickly leave, and she won't get hurt. This action seems to somehow snap the rest of the people in there room out of their daze. I notice the original neighbors look furious. I also notice they don't seem to have human forms any longer, but are more like purple shadows with glowing eyes. I run out of the house with them chasing me. Somehow I am faster or more quick-witted than they are, so I can easily escape. The problem is how determined they are. They never stop chasing me for even a second.

I come to one of the air tunnels people use to travel in this world. There is a slight breeze coming down the tunnel, and floating in the air are things that look like orange lifesavers used on boats. I jump into the tunnel and the wind catches me before I drop to the bottom. I'm still slowly heading to the bottom, however, and I realize that you have to grab the lifesavers for the tunnel to effectively work. I somehow control the wind with my mind to blow harder, and then I'm swinging from lifesaver to lifesaver like a monkey, the wind at my back driving me down the tunnel.

I do this for a long time, sometimes running through crowds of people at entrance to a movie theater, one time skating down an underground waterfall. I have to keep running or else I will be caught. Eventually I'm just walking through a crowd, aware that my enemies are far behind me. My lucid mind starts to wander. I remember that I need to try and control my dreams sometimes, and then I remember that one of the tasks of the month was to gather some flowers, and so I decide to create a field of red flowers. I see a door up ahead and open it. As I do a field starts to spawn ahead of me, an endless field of roses and poppies and other, unidentifiable flowers. I look back and the door is gone. I realize that there is some kind of presence with me. I look to my right and see a carbon copy of myself, grinning malevolently. "You can't control this." She says. I fall flat on my face in the field, and I can feel myself losing the dream. I try to feel the texture of the ground, like I've heard can stabilize the dream, and for a second it works. I can feel myself getting a grip back on the field. Within seconds, however, my twins face is between me and the ground and she's laughing at me. "It's already gone," she says. She's right. My eyes are flickering open, and I'm getting glimpses of my bedroom and the field alternately for a couple seconds. I try for several minutes to re-enter, but all I can see is my own face glaring at me, laughing.

I wake up.

Odd Beginning
It all started with me talking with friends and watching the news on TV. We then noticed a news story of people from the last thanksgiving celebrating a thanksgiving party at my house. These people looked like people from my old High School, Chevy Chase, and Bill O'Reily were in the group too for some odd reason. I asked my friends where were we on that day? They said we were at a church gathering and we were all fasting (ON THANKSGIVING?!?!?!). I started to recall that party's details we had and it looked like my Uncle Paul's old ranch, but a huge house on the field and it was home to a scientist and I saw a picture of Chevy Chase on the walls. The dream then changed to the party.

Thanksgiving at Chevy Chase's house
We were outside the mansion and began to notice some very strange things. For one, he had fences all around his house and behind the fences were dinosaurs (herbivors). They walked right by us and I remember the sudden urge to explore. We ran into the garage and found normal garage stuff but with an inventors touch to every piece of equipment. I then decided to go inside and see where everyone else is.

I was walking down the hallway and saw many people from my church socializing. I remember seeing many creepy things out of the corner of my eye that were little creatures that would appear and disappear but I could never get a good look at them. I then kept going down the hallway and saw my mom sitting on a bench next to my Grammy, Aunt Jill, and my 6 year old cousin Landon. It was the darker part of the hallway and I was very worried for our safety. I walked over and sat down next to my mom and said we needed to leave this house it is dangerous and I started to describe the little creatures I kept seeing. She said to stop like I was being disrespectful or lying to her and at that moment I saw a green little creature slowly come around the corner and it was bouncing toward me. If you have ever played Super Smash Bros Brawl, it looked like one of the enemies with big lips that hide in the ground and jump out and stick to you. It freaked me out and I started yelling, "There! There it is! It's right there! Help it is coming for me!" Nobody saw anything and started looking at me like I was insane. At that moment it jumped up onto my hand and stuck its lips on my palm and sank into my wrist. I felt no pain or anything when this happened and was confused if it was a hallucination or real. My mom said that it was time to go now, and I asked why and she said because i was acting crazy in front of my little cousin and there is no telling what he picked up from that.

We all started to leave and heard the sound of bees. I went into a hallway and saw giant bees behind glass walls in the hallways. Everyone else saw the bees too and began to panic. I remember after this giant bees being in the hallways and we went into the hive to destroy them (we being me and my friends who reunited with me again). We went in and saw the queen and her many mad bees with her along with waterfalls of honey. We found a control pad and hit the big red button in the middle and it made all the honey flow faster and rooms started getting sealed off by giant iron doors. Now me, my Aunt Jill, and my 3 cousins Jake, Austin and Landon ran out of the hallway and out the front door as a wave of honey was pouring down the hallway. We were launched out of the house and the doors shut behind us and there was honey everywhere. We then saw the honey level rising and knew we had to find a way out of here. My Aunt Jill then said she found a way and ran to a little flying ship about the size of an 8 person van that looked like the Banshee from Halo Reach. We all got in and started to take flight as the mansion exploded with honey behind us.

Futuristic City
We all had a lot of conversations about how we were heroes for saving the world from giant bees and how we were lucky to be alive until we came over a mountain and saw a huge city. A city of towering buildings with neon and holographic signs on them and flying cars similar to ours flying around. It looked like a futuristic city. At this moment I was admiring the scenery and checking every detail until I realized that the view was not all that clear and was a little blurry. I thought this must be a dream and told my Aunt Jill to land and pointed to a spot. We flew over the the spot and landed and I immediately got out and decided to explore.

The floor of the city looked like a carnival and there were games and basketball hoops everywhere along with nothing but little kids and occasional parents. I set off by myself and explored the child's fantasy I was in and began LFS. I couldn't find anyone but kids. Every time I recognized someone, I would see them up close and they were just another kid. I then saw my cousin Ben and the two girls that always play basketball with us at church basketball tournaments and went to them. The closer I got, the more they wanted to go the other way so I just moved on because I didn't want to wake up. I then found a few girls giving me seductive looks and decided to go and talk to them (why not? everyone else is ignoring me). I asked the first one about LFS and she ignored me and walked up to my cousin Ben who was suddenly behind me. The other girl came to me and said in my ear, "I'll give you a good time sweetie." I then noticed the whole group walking up this odd staircase of bars like at a playground and everyone had to grab them overhead with their hands and climb to the next level. No one explained why but I went on with it and soon everything started to fade to my last houses living room.

I was now in my old house's game room and my dad had walked in and woken me up while changing the thermostat. I then wanted to fall back asleep in hopes of returning to that awesome city dream I was having and started going back to sleep (this is all still a dream I was dreaming that I had just had a dream).

I had now returned to the dream on the sidewalk by some river and was immediately aware that I was dreaming again which obviously would work considering that I never woke up in the first place. I went to the water and said boat and raised my arm up and a racing boat appeared in front of me. I jumped in and took off down the river which turned into a race track like Hydro Thunder suddenly. I raced up a jump and did a few flips up a steep incline and then got to a tower at the top of the race track and there were south park characters their arguing about a crane machine. I walked over and started listening to their argument and then woke up.

(LFS is a thing from my life that I don't feel like explaining)

This dream was long but I can only remember fragments.


It involved Transformers and people with jedi like powers and took place in a world of advanced technological cities surrounded by poor, rural slum towns where serial killers and gansters ruled. I was a character who used to be a Transformer but was somehow turned into a human who looked like my dream incarnet Chun-li (young Chinese woman) and now worked as a mercenary for hire and was being paid to hide and guard a little girl with a special key (Sari, from Transformers Animated). There were several Transformers I ran into but they did not recognize me in my human form and I could easily attack and defeat them because I had powerful telekenetic abilities. By the end of the dream the Transformers had disappeared and I was wandering through a slum town and came across a factory where bodies of murdered women kept turning up in shallow holes in the dirt floors. I was hired by some poor farmers to hunt down the criminals responsible for the murders but the dream ended before I could find anyone.

I was in some sort of futuristic train station. I vaguely remember getting on the train to escape a serial killer who was stalking me. I disembarked at one terminal and wandered down some stairs which eventually led to a basement room that was wrapped in saran wrap. The saran wrap was wound around the room like a spider web.

I heard someone coming and I panicked, thinking it was the serial killer. I forced my way through the saran wrap and went through a heavy warehouse door that led outside into the daylight. I ran for a while down a cobblestone road that followed a river. As the sun set I came across a some sort of ritzy amusement park with a large casino hotel in the center. It was VIP membership only, but I found a pass in my pocket and I was let through the gate.

The ushers and waiters in the casino hotel were very realistic looking androids, mostly male, and they were dressed up as slaves or superheroes. One such android, dressed as superman, led me through the casino to the reception desk where I found out that I had a reservation for a private luxury suite in the hotel. I had a full pass for everything in the amusement park and my hotel room had everything I would ever need and more, including my own "pleasure" android, alcohol and drugs!

I unpacked my stuff and changed and went down into the casino, which was like a nonstop party. I met a group of people who were having lots of fun and joining them in a drunken people parade around the building. The dream gets fuzzy here but eventually morning comes and I leave the casino by a Venetian boat that goes down the river. I cannot see the face of the man paddling the boat.

I am at my parent's trailer park at Lake Whittaker, in late fall. It is cold and everyone has to dress warmly. Despite the fact that the park should be closed this time year, it is busy and there are people everywhere. In the center of the park lays a large parking lot and it is lined with row after row of picnic tables at which hundreds of students have been shuttled in, by old fashioned taxi cabs, for some art lessons. My friend Becky was with me and I showed her around the trailer park when we got there. I spent a lot of time reminiscing about "how the park use to be," because in waking life there have been many drastic changes since I used to go there as a kid.

Outside the parking lot and lurking in the forests beyond it was dangerous because monsters like orcs and oversized owls and bats where lurking around. Occasionally the students where attacked and everyone had to take shelter unter the picnic tables or in gazebos nearby. My friend Becky and I had a trailer in the northern most part of the park and when we went there we found a variety store and gun shop where the playground used to be.

The frequency and brutality of the monster attacks suddenly increased but Becky and I somehow had magic powers that we hid from everyone else that allowed us to make the orcs or giant owls disappear. I do not remember how or why we had these powers. There was one time when a group of students went to hide in the variety store to escape a monster attack. A giant owl perched on the small building's roof and began pecking away at building with it's giant sharp claws. The building was stronger than it looked however and the giant bird eventually gave up and flew away.

Soon after a band of orcs attacked some students taking art lessons in the large central parking lot, but by now most students had acquired fire arms from the gun shop and they made short work of the spear and sword weilding monsters. Only a small number of students were injured or killed. The art lessons continued and because of the commotion some seats had been moved around, including mine. I was no longer able to sit beside Becky and I was upset but there was nothing I could do about it. Some of the people there gathered the bodies of the dead orcs, threw them in a large green trashcan and set the whole mess on fire. The stench was horrible.

The students sitting at the picnic tables were given giant sheets of paper to draw on but I forgot something (my pencil?) and I had to venture back to my trailer to get it. I had to go alone because all of the other students had all of their supplies and could start their project right away. I cut through the southern end of the park (called the tenting area because only tents are allowed there) for a short cut and at first forgot that trailers where not allowed in that part of the park. There were a hole bunch of "weekenders" in the tenting area and most of them had small trailers. I wandered around in a confused daze, before I remembered where, I was because I was trying to find my trailer admidst the weekenders trailers and I could not understand at first why I could not find it.

As I continued through the tenting are and up to the seasonal area in the northern end of the park I passed by many people, one of whom was my uncle Alex. I thought I said something to him as I passed but he ignored me and disappeared amoung the gatherings of people in the tenting area. I arrived at my trailer but instead of going inside I entered a small tent that had appeared just outside of it. Though the tent had just suddenly appeared I acted as if it had been there the whole time. Some people I knew in the park when I was a kid suddenly show up. They are twin boys I used to play with but I can no longer remember their names, though I know their father's name, Kerry, and I refer to the twins as "Kerry's twins."

One of the boys almost literally dives into the tent as I exit, while the other twin paces back and forth between trailers trying to look inconspicuous. An older man with an artificial leg comes hobbling down the road towards the Kerry's twins and I. He is the variety store owner and when the twins see him they try to hide by lying still. When the older man has completely passed by the twin hiding in the tent reveals that the sweater he is wearing is full of stolen goods from the variety store, but the boy swears he didn't mean to steal anything. He said he was gathering things to purchase when a giant bat attacked the store and instead of dropping the items, he shoved them in his sweater. After telling me their story the boys walk away and head towards the tenting area in the southern end of the park. I do not see them again in this dream.

As I walked back towards the art lessons going on in the central parking lot I walked along the main road (rather than take a short cut through the tenting area) and noticed large cube shaped indentations in the road. Some people where digging these large brick shaped sections of road to improve their own trailer areas for some reason. Doing this made the road all but impossible to drive and and very difficult to walk on and I ended up walking alongside the road rather than on it.

Back at the art lessons, Becky and I completed our project and were told that we were now allowed to leave. It suddenly became very cold and it started snowing. This caused a mass exodus of students to begin leaving the park, but rather than wait for the old taxi cabs, the students opted to walk. Instead of heading towards the trailer park's exit, I asked Becky to follow me down to the lake, where the old taxi cabs and a bunch of other cars were parked. I broke into one car that was painted dark red on its front and sides but bright yellow on the back.

Since I don't know how to drive I let Becky get into the driver's seat but something went wrong and she almost drove off the dock and into the lake at first. I can't remember what had caused the near miss but both Becky and I had a good laugh about it. We drove towards the camp's exit and along the way many students tried to flag us down for a ride but we ignored them all.

Becky started driving faster, going 45 MPH in a 15 MPH zone and I told her several time to slow down because I was afraid that we would hit one or more of the students walking along the road. The closer we got to the gatehouse the more crowded the road became and Becky was forced to slow down. The large groups of students trying to leave the park were running into large groups of people trying to get into the park, and strangely, all of the new arrivals seemed to be mothers with babies or toddlers.

Because of all the snow on the road the car we were in acted more like a skidoo and we had fun to fishtails and spinouts and stuff on our way back to the city. The closer we came to our destination the more that scenery changed from that of a rural Ontario winter highway to that of an alternate reality where everything had a purple or blue-ish hue and the snow disappeard to be replaced with strangely oversized tropical plants. Becky and I had to remove our winter layers of clothing because we became overheated.

I wanted to find a way back to the cold Ontario highway we had just left but there wasn't anyway back that I could see and for some reason it was physically impossible to turn our half dark-red, half yellow taxi cab around. We drove for some time and came to the edge of a futuristic looking city that had many twisting roadways and neon lights.

The people walking the streets and driving around in this neon city looked like normals humans except for the fact that their skin tones matched the blue and purple hues found in the tropical plants outside of the city. Becky pulled the cab over and I tried asking several people how to get back to London Ontario (our hometown) but no one in the neon city knew what we were talking about because they had never heard of such a place. Becky and I were also the recipient of a lot of strange stares, I'm guessing because of our different coloured skin to that of everyone else in the neon city. For some reason we picked up a blue skinned man and a violet skinned woman and let them sit in the back of our taxi cab. For some reason they too wanted to find a way out of the futuristic neon city as well, though I did not ask why.

I started having anxiety attacks from being lost in the strange alternate reality city, and greatly feared not being able to find our way home. We came to an intersection in the center of the city and two normal skinned men, dressed in black suits, stopped us and somehow knew that Becky and I were lost and they said they that they could help us but did not say how they would do so. The two men were of middle age and dressed in black suits, like MiBs or something. Indeed, one looked exactly like Tommy Lee Jones while the other man looked like Agent Smith from the Matrix trilogy (played by Hugo Weaving).

The blue and purple couple in the back of the cab were spooked by the men in black and quickly departed. Becky and I were a little perplexed but said nothing as the men sat themselves in the back of our multicoloured cab. We drove around the neon city in silence for a while before the man in black who looked like Tommy Lee Jones suddenly exited the vehicle at a stop light and disappeared into the night. That left the man who looked like Hugo Weaving and though I did not learn his name in the dream, I will refer to him as "Mr. Smith" anyway.

We drove around some more before Becky suggested getting something to eat. We pulled into a neon-sign adorned coffee shop and Becky and Mr. Smith went inside while I waited in the car. When they returned Mr. Smith had bought me a tea and despite never having met before, he knew exactly how I liked it (Earl Grey, one milk, bag in). I didn't say anything about it and neither did he.

We ate/drank in the taxi cab but when we wanted to get going again, the three of us started walking down the neon sign lined street rather than drive. We came to a series of darkend alleyways and Mr. Smith insisted that we try to find our way through them. We walked for a while and came to a dead end where Mr. Smith cornered us. He said that he could not let us change the future and that he had to stop us. Becky and I had no idea what the heck he was talking about.

Mr. Smith pulled a black hand gun on us and raised the weapon to shoot, but before he could fire a misty blue hazy dropped down on him from somewhere above and he dissolved into nothing with a terrible scream. Becky and I quickly found our way back to the main streets which were now glowing neon like the signs, partly because it had started to rain and there was lots of reflections, but also because some parts of the road seemed to have absorbed the neon signs or something and the pavement was glowing brightly as if it was made of coloured gas (neon lights).

We eventually came to a neon tunnel in the side of a large building and started walking through. Becky said she could not hear anything when I asked, but I swore I could hear Mr. Smith's voice talking to us even though he was nowhere to be seen. I cannot remember what he was saying now but it was making me nervous and I was trying my best to hurry Becky along.


There is a bit more to the dream; something about a maze and a bunch of doors or something and getting back to our multicoloured cab and finding our way out of the neon city and back into the wintery Ontario landscape. At the end of the dream we didn't get back home but ended up stuck in a snow drift or something? I cannot remember anymore of this dream.