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Lucid #254: Adobe

I’m driving through a city, looking for some place to park. My dream family is here with me -- a dark-haired woman is my wife, my young daughter is in a car seat in the back, and there’s maybe a 2nd child (a son?) as well. We’re exhausted and homeless, living out of our car. I pull into a parking space next to a hill and sleep for a while. A cop car pulls up soon, though, and we have to move on.

Now we’re driving down a dusty freeway that’s under construction. Workers wander back and forth, while a thick cloud of tan dust obscures my vision. I can barely see 30 feet in front of me and I’m really scared that I’m going to hit someone. A worker walks right in front of the car and I swerve, barely missing him. I’m so afraid that I’m going to kill somebody and I panic myself into…

… a false awakening. I believe that I’m anotherdreamer and that I need to write this dream down before I forget it. My surroundings are alien to me, though, and I’m feeling super lazy, way too tired to get out of bed to journal. Something seems odd, though, and I flow into…

… another false awakening as myself! :canislucidus: I still feel really tired and lazy, but this time since I’ve “really woken up”, I decide to do the right thing and journal. I grab my DJ and walk into the bathroom, but as I’m holding the DJ I notice that the journal isn’t as thick as it usually is. (I keep a pen jammed in it.) I try the nose pinch, blow through, and now I’m lucid. I walk back into the bedroom and my vision dims until I’m in the void.

I rub my hands together, recalling the idea to try a little singing the next time I’m in the void. I sing a line about how “this is a lucid dreeeeeeam” and my voice comes out like half-badass/half-joke rock like Tenacious D. After some more singing and hand-rubbing, my vision comes back and I’m in my bedroom closet. I walk back out to the window and try some air guitar. It’s lame at first, but after a few tries, I hear some distant chords of electric guitar that actually sound pretty good.

I look out through the bedroom window onto a nighttime desert scene. As far as I can see there are rows of adobe buildings lit by neon signs. It looks like fun, so I phase through the window and hulk-jump off the side of the house toward the buildings. I do some mid-air guitar playing during this jump, too, and kind of flail my legs around like I’m trying to do some kind of rock star jump thing. I land between one set of restaurants and buildings on a dusty street, then hop into the air again.

While I’m up in the air, I decide that I want to try summoning Dreamer to hang out at one of these places to talk and pig out on a bunch of dream food. Out loud I say, “Okay, I know we’re supposed to meet here…” and then “Don’t be late!” I nag. When I land, though, the DC waiting there is a woman I don’t recognize, tall and pale with short brown hair, a pierced nose, and multiple piercings on each ear. She starts speaking to me in this really caustic, unpleasant American accent, berating me about my guitar playing.

“Your guitar playing was all bullshit,” says the woman. “That wasn’t even you!” She walks up to me, continuing to scold and complain about my guitar playing, telling me that my playing sucked, etc. I find this pretty annoying but for some reason I don’t think to just leave.

I don’t find this DC appealing, but I decide to turn things around by saying, “There’s no need to be so weird about it. If you wanted to have sex with me, you should have just asked.” As I say this, she takes on a different countenance, her hair darkening, her body growing a little shorter, a little more athletic-looking, and a softer, more attractive face, probably mixed-race. She approaches me and we kiss. We awkwardly lose our balance and do this not-at-all sexy fall onto the road. I make an attempt at escalating things to sexytime, but my vision has faded out. There are a few more seconds of void-kissing before the dream ends.

I remember pretty much nothing about my dreams last night, I think there was a guitar at some point, a nice electric.

Tried FILD and SSILD simultaneously, but nothing really came of it.

10/22/14 Multiple FA's caught and a-ha moments but not sure how many LD's to count, so just count 2.

*Ironing, water pooling on stairs, Son gets out of bed and starts frantically brushing teeth-weird...wait he's not home.

Started 3rd person, Threesome negotiated between husband, wife and another woman, I come into the scene as the husband, 1st person.

Memory of a first a-ha moment in this last series of lucidity in the late morning but not able to retrace the memory back far enough to recall, probably due to a series of FA's. Parts remembered:

FA: laying in bed holding a large round stick about waist level and twirling it around in the air realizing I am dreaming and how real it feels. Like guitar the other night.

FA to WILD like transition with various HH's, one scene forms with a little boy who I think looks maybe like a girl and I try to morph her into Girl Friday.

FA Apartment/Motel-like - I "wake up" and at first think something along the lines of ok this is my apartment, this is normal/IWL (even though I don't live in an apartment...FA's can be tricky!) I hear water the sound of a shower running and walk that way. Door to shower room is closed. Sink outside is running/filling, water is orangish. Weird...hmm I'm dreaming again, look at mirror and confirmed by feeling sleep mask but not showing in mirror image. Decide Girl Friday will be in shower but dream fades when opening door.

Spin out of fading dream into outdoor courtyard and restaurant and waiter that looks familiar before fading to bed for good. 218 & 219 Night time intention seems more important than ever.

Using memory list tool to remember dreams during night. Did not list them all here. Daniel Love's peg system.

(okay that took too long, need to find quicker way to document LD's. Maybe one picture images.)

10/21/14 FA thinking about previous dream, caught, stunning Angelina Jolie look-alike, romance, sex, nice butt, most awesome dream breasts ever!(nice size, awesome shape, the size and color of areola, vivid), vivid close up of her"ahem". Wowzers! 217


10/18/14 lucid at seeing a baby or toddlers arm in a position in which it would be propping up his head, but only the arm is visible. Aha. <memory gap> Find a dream guitar and start playing it like I am an awesome guitarist. Three notes using lower strings, three notes using upper strings and then slide my other finger up the guitar (sorry I don't know the terminology...no musician...yet!). Was able to remember the basic sound/rhythm IWL. Feel myself back in bed with my fingers grasping the edge of the bed and I can still almost feel the guitar but it is fading. 216

<gap in lucid nights: late nights, travelling, even a 0 recall night in here with only a memory that I was just dreaming something but can't remember what on that night; other nights varying degrees of recall but most notably low during late late to bed nights and during travel>

10/8/14 Seeing a ghost sitting at the foot of my bed with his head bowed down in shame. I think about my big goal question mentally: "What is the biggest thing holding me back in life?" and start verbalizing by asking the ghost/dc what his name is several times. The name Eric pops into my head. This brings up conflict which I assume is pointing to an inner conflict within myself and this comes in the form of a struggle with the "ghost." This struggle claws at my lucidity until I wake into an FA not caught. Same house, my grandmother's or somewhere visiting her. 215

10/6/14 ja han ska liva; In car and decide with turmoil around the best place to park is just above the ground - okay...I'm dreaming. Get out girl named Becky, about 15, keep going and get onto a bus, mooning people as they get on and go to a dark haired Hispanic? woman and she gives me a bj. I even think for a moment, what if she were to take a bite but I suppressed it well and went on in pleasure! 214

Dream - Lucid

I was holding a guitar. Dallas was teaching me how to play it. I had my fingers on the strings, which were going both vertical and horitzontal, like a tic-tac-toe board. He was teaching me how to put my hands on the strings and only strum one at a time, not hitting any others at the same time. I wasn't sure how that was possible, but I did it. I moved my other hand on the neck to produce different notes. It actually sounded good! I played a couple of scales, making the end of the last legato on the last few notes.

I then was approached by a little boy. He was this girl I knew in high school's son, John. He gave me a hug, then, very articulately and adult-like, started to tell me about this video game he played called "Kingdom Health"; I assumed it was more of a Christian version of Kingdom Hearts. He then was telling me how much he loved my recording of Moonlight Sonata Movement III. He said he really liked the one that I had that played backwards. I was thinking about the recordings, and how they weren't that good since I'm not really that good at playing that song all together, only certain sections of it. I was thinking about how the backwards recording sounded, however, and it was quite smooth.

~

I was pushing around these three infants in a shopping cart. I was in a building, though I'm not sure what it was. They were wrapped in blankets. One was a boy and two were girls. I kept thinking about how I needed to change their diapers, particularly the boy's, but I hadn't yet. I reached down to touch the boy's face to make sure he was even still alive. His eyes opened so I knew he was. The weird thing about the babies was they were like "training" babies; it was like a sim game of taking care of babies. I knew they weren't "real", but at the same time, they were.

I kept thinking about this the whole dream, but never doing it. Someone else, a girl, was with me at some point. Also at some point, I was in an arcade.

There was then a point where I didn't know where the babies were anymore. They were gone. I figured they had gotten taken away from me.

~

I was at Dallas and I's wedding, though it was taking place in a beautiful church rather than the place we really did get married. There were many people there. I remember the atmosphere being fun.

At one point, I heard my old friend Josh on speaker phone with my friend Caitlin. He sounded like the Josh I remember (haven't spoken to or seen him in ages IWL). The phone looked more like a small radio than a phone. I then announced to him
"You know you're on speaker phone, right?"
His voice was then replaced with another guy's voice. I don't remember what he said, but he was talking directly to me. I do know it was because Josh didn't want anything to do with me anymore.

A bit later, I thought I spotted Josh at the wedding, but upon further examination, it was an older man. Of course Josh hadn't come for the wedding.

I then was having a good time in the sanctuary of the church with my family and friends, and I became lucid. I started to walk to the side of a table, like the gravity was switched and I was standing up sideways, but I quickly woke up right after. -_-;

~

I was with my friends Rachel and Chad, a married couple. They were playing piano duets, Chad playing the left hand part and Rachel playing the right. I didn't even know they knew how to play piano! I saw the music going by as they were playing. The right hand looked complicated. The song was in a minor key. I think I wanted Dallas and I to be able to do it too.

Then it was like I was controlling a Sims game. I made my character have this glitched black doberman looking dog. He kept getting bigger and bigger. I then put my character in fish net tights, a shirt, and I think a skirt? And my character was a middle-aged balding guy. I made his thighs get bigger too. He looked ridiculous.

I was making my character walk around at night outside. The viewpoint was not a traditional Sims overhead view, but a closer view similar to that of many FPS games. There was an NPC at the backdoor of a building trying to deliver a package. I made my character go up to him to tell him he had to go around front. He did just that.

I then wanted to take my character downtown to go party all night. I looked at his needs bars, and saw that all but one were completely full and green, with the one not being completely full just a tad bit drained. I just had wanted to make sure his energy was up, but since I had just created him he was full. I then made him start to run through some grass towards downtown. The character was taking huge steps because he had long legs. I then was the character, and I felt myself running and taking these giant steps.

~

I was at work at the bakery. A girl I used to work with at the coffee shop, Virginia, was working on the decorator's side. She was helping a customer with something. I was feeling very lightheaded and tired. I walked around to the back. I think I was eating something and trying not to get seen. I then was trying to exit the dish washing area, and I started to feel so tired and lightheaded I fell to the floor. Wow, why was I feeling so off?

I then realized that I was dreaming. The tiles on the floor instantly became more vivid, being a light olive green color and a light pink color. Almost as quickly as it came, however, I felt it fading. I rubbed my hand across the tiles to stabalize the dream. They felt quite real. I then started to run my hand over the wall, and it felt like only pressure on my hand. I got up off of the floor and started touching everything I came across. There was some black metal grating over this small electronic thing that looked like a digital thermostat or something. I ran my hands over it and felt how realistic it was. I then reached into the grating and pushed a button on the thing. It was locked with a code, and the small screen said something like "Cal9". I thought about how dream text constantly changes.

Spoiler for Explicit content:

I then walked out of the bakery and into a new area. I was in some restaurant-type place now where many people were sitting in booths. I decided that I wanted to have some dream sex, so I approached a tall bald black man with a mustache who was sitting at the booth. He had a child of about 4 with him, a little boy. I straddled the guy, and he said
"Do you think gay people ever come here?"
I understood that to mean that he was gay and uninterested, so I moved on to the person sitting behind him in a booth, a girl probably around my age or a little younger with long black hair. She looked up at me and I went and straddled her. I lifted my shirt up and exposed myself. I then couldn't hold it in anymore and had an orgasm, which, of course, woke me up.

~

My sleep was fragmented last night, so I don't feel like I remember as much as I could have. I know there was more to all of these dreams except the last one, but I can't recall too many details, only generalities. I have been quite stressed lately, so I'm guessing that has something to do with it.

Dream - Lucid

I was in a building, working on re-stringing a guitar. The strings were all in place except for one or two. I looked at them very closely, and they didn't really look like guitar strings at all, but different types of silver necklaces. The one I was working on looked like it was made of small ball bearings.



I started to tighten it into place. When I felt it was just tight enough, I started to pluck it. Hmm. It still seemed a bit loose; it gave a bit instead of making a sound.

Then, I was talking to someone about chewing tobacco. I was being told that someone else really likes it to be as fresh as possible. I then had some chewing tobacco, and I put some in my mouth and literally started to chew on it. I then remembered that that isn't how you actually use it. I put it in my lip instead. I wondered why the hell I was doing it, because I hate chewing tobacco, not to mention it's terrible for you.

At some point, I did go back to trying to put the string on correctly.

~

I was going on a trip with my family. I mainly remember my mom being there. We were going somewhere in Georgia, Marietta I believe, and it was tax-free weekend, so the roads were bad, and the town was crowded. I saw many streets with people and cars on them. I remember seeing cars driving up some concrete stairs outside somewhere.

I then saw my old boss, Sherry. She was standing in a doorway, and had a bunch of things behind her, though I have no idea what they were. She was telling me that the roses I was bringing with me should be killed when I was done with them. It had something to do with the chance that the roses could spread something. She then walked away. I couldn't bear to kill roses! I imagined myself purposely killing roses by pulling them apart. I just couldn't bear to. I would not do it. I told my mom I couldn't kill the roses.

~

I was observing some dinosaurs. It was daytime in a desert oasis type region. I saw a green parasaurolphus laying down by a lake. I thought about how hot she must be, and how she probably would have to stick her head in the water to cool down since she was cold-blooded.



I then was inside the scene, swimming in a nearby cave full of water. It was a shallow cave, and I was right by the opening. A green velociraptor started to swim towards me from outside. I knew I needed to avoid him so he wouldn't see me. I started to quietly swim to the side. I went underneath part of the rock structure and out of the line of the raptor's vision. He swam past me. I was still cautious so as not to attract his attention.

~

I was working where I am now, but it was ran from the water. Like...being in the a pool and swimming was part of the job.

I was then in a back stockroom. It was absolutely huge, way bigger than IWL. The floors were filthy, covered in grains and stuff to make bread. I thought about how this must attract pests. I also had never remembered seeing it so filthy before.

I was then sitting down in a hallway. I don't remember what I was doing, but I was sitting with my back against the wall. I then saw a small, grey creature about the size of an iguana zooming around the wall and onto the ceiling. I thought that it was a huge spider, but then I thought that there was no way there was a spider that big. It must be a lizard of some sort. It scurried into an opening on the ceiling. I then caught a glimpse of its six legs. Whaaat?! I was thinking about whether or not there was a species of lizard that has 4 legs and 2 small arms, but nothing came to mind. Weird.

I was then telling my boss, Shannon, about what happened. She interrupted my story when I was telling her about it, saying
"A gecko?" as if she knew exactly what it was.
"No," I said, "It had 8 legs! It was a spider!"
I said it had 8 even though it had six. I thought about this in the dream, and how it was inaccurate. I did not correct myself, however.
This seemed to be satisfying enough for Shannon. She did not argue about what it was anymore.

We were then in a pool, and Brandi, a lady I used to work with at my old job, was there as well. Shannon was there also. I was some sort of lead baker. Brandi had been as well, but she couldn't handle it and had to step down. I "remembered" her getting really stressed out. She did the right thing though by stepping down. Now it was just me. I wondered if I could handle it.

There was then a meeting in the pool. I got on a swim noodle and headed over to the group. I did something to try to be funny, but no one laughed or anything. I felt stupid. I then went underwater with the noodle, and it was taking me a way longer time than I thought it would to get back up to the surface. I wondered when my head would break the surface, because I could only hold my breath for so long. I kept thinking it should have already come, and that I would feel it any second.

I do not remember if I ever made it back up or not, because my husband's alarm woke me up.

~

Second time in the past week or so that I've dreamed about having to re-string an instrument. I do not play any string instruments IWL, and have no experience re-stringing anything.

Also, dinosaurs. Fuck yeah!

* We had a lot to do at home, went late to bed...

.../3rd person view. I see myself with dragon wings. There's something about feeding a dragon/...

.../I'm talking a walk inside an informal market. I see different things on sale, until I get to a jacket patches stand. I see some deconstructive ideas, some 3D art and stuff, but nothing really interesting to me. I get out of the market and find somebody is selling 2nd hand guitars on the street, I take a look if there's something worthwhile, nothing. Then I look up to a hill which is mixed with a tower. It's all covered in concrete. I find that interesting, and want to take a picture of that. My camera doesn't work, it's night and I cannot see any on the LCD. I try using the flash option. It flashes but apparently not enough. I try to figure out how could I take a picture of that. The more I look, the weirder it becomes. Now I try to illuminate the landscape by pointing the LCD screen of the camera. It gets better but I don't know how to take the picture now/...

.../I have to write an e-mail, announcing some bad news about one of my kids, she's no more with us. I have to face the fact, it gets hard to write down/...

* From time to time, this feeling of nostalgia spreads around and takes over all over the dream.

These are all coming from memory, so they are just remnants of what I can recall:

Nov. 29 pt. 1
I'm at the top of a very thin mesa in the desert, and I'm looking for an ancient city/treasure. I also happen to be friends with a small pack of desert wolves (awesome!). I descend via rope through an opening to enter the mesa, while the wolves remain up top as guards. There is a path/tunnel on my landing spot, and I follow it with my torch.

Dream ends when my alarm went off.

Nov. 29 pt. 2
Not very clear, but I know that I'm in my "general" persona again in one of my dreams. I see a world map, and the faction I'm in is based on an island off the northeast section of the world. I'm tasked with spreading our territory, but the entire coastline is blocked off by a faction that's at least 20 times bigger than us.

In another, I was supposed to be playing a concert. Only I'm in no way, shape, or form nearly good enough to be playing in stadium, so I'm real nervous about dick-fingering it up on the stage.

There were a couple more, but they were muddled at best.

Nov. 30
I vaguely recall I was in a game show? I say this because I remember a very gaudy, lit background with a backdrop, so that is probably a stage. The "host" is a man in a green pin-striped suit, and he also sports an over-the-top blond pompadour. He has an exaggerated speaking-style, kind of like a hype man, and I'm speaking to him face to face.

In another dream, I was playing with a golden retriever in the city. I was throwing a Frisbee, but I keep throwing wide, and the dog is starting to get pissed off at me for my horrible tosses.

I think I was also a cop in another dream, but that's a guess at best.

Before going to bed, I practiced MILD -- I noticed that the color red is a recurring theme, especially when it is on a person, like clothing or hair color -- and practiced making that a cue. As you'll see, I dropped the ball.

Dream one had me in a Baldur's Gate-esque world, but the "graphics" are updated to at least 2010 standards, a la Dragon's Age -- which, by the way, I'd throw gobs of money at an updated Baldur's Gate. Anyways, my party and I are settling into a wooden house in the city, and we are turning in for the night. The house we are in had two rooms (which I never saw) to the left and right of the entrance in the "main" room, which sinks a foot lower and features a hearth in the middle middle (so it actually has a bit of a Warring States-era Japanese design). Straight across the entrance is a ladder that leads up to a loft area (which I'll get into detail later).

Our party seems to be pretty big, as Dream Knowledge tells me that others in our group have settled into other houses nearby, and that I'm sharing a house, hostel style. Of note, two of the people I'm teamed with are a married couple in their late 20's-early 30's, and they are both pleasant spellcasters wearing robes. The wife is in a red robe with green trims (missed MILD cue alert), while the husband is in a navy robe with yellow trim. I think the husband resembles a classmate as well from middle school, who I want to say is K, that I never really was friends with, but hey, whatever you say, Dream Logic. It also appears that the town/city we are in is a little bit hostile, because there was an exchange where we are strategically planning how we should assign rooms (i.e. if we are ambushed in the middle of the night, where should we sleep so we are best prepared), and I say something like "don't worry, I'll sleep anywhere and decide what class I'll be based on that."

I'm now suddenly climbing up the stairs to the loft -- I'm staying there, apparently. The loft area is surprisingly modern looking, including working electrical lights and a sliding-pane window. There is also a private bathroom in the corner. It's also a little messy, with a ton of clothes hanging on hangers all around the wall, and some piles of clothes strewn here and there. There's a giant bed in the middle (bigger than a King-sized bed) that takes up 75% of the available space, and there are some heavy-looking covers. In short, I would absolutely live in a place like this in real life.

I also notice an adorable kitten in the loft, so I reach down to pet it. It's an orange calico kitten, and is really affectionate and playful. After playing with it a little, it lays on its back for me to rub its tummy. It's a trap. The second I do, the kitten snaps like a bear trap to love-bite/claw my forearm. I find it even more adorable at how cat-like this cat is, and after freeing my arm, I call out to the others to come see. I demonstrate by placing my hand on the kitten's tummy again, who reacts exactly like I expected. It's visibly trying to gnaw my arm (and it's soooo cute while it does), but it's just so small and tiny that it barely managed to draw blood (Red blood on my arm. Missed MILD cue alert).

It still "hurt" though, so let that be a lesson: Cats are pure evil, no matter how cute they are.

ANYWAYS, the scene changes, and now I'm alone in another house in the same town. I'm in the kitchen area, because there's a modern looking stove and fridge to my left. There's a small wooden table and two chairs against the wall, and the entrance is in the wall to my right. Straight across, by the fridge, is another doorway to a darkened room, and I emerge from what appears to be the storage/stable. It's dawn, and I'm aware that I'm in red plate armor (missed MILD cue alert), and my weapon of choice is a grey-white claymore. I'm pretty happy with my gear. I'm also alert, and as expected, I'm ambushed by assassins posing as villagers. I dispose of the first attacker, who is dressed like a villager from Might and Magic VI. I think I cleaved her, but she "disappears" with no blood, like I'm in a PG-13 movie. Another attacker runs in from the side, and I turn around and backhand him. Bloodless murder is the most morally-cleanest murder.

At this point, I get agitated at all these assassins and yell out "I know what's going on. Just show yourselves." To which, maybe 8-9 people dressed as villagers meekly come out. I pan, "What am I, Abraham Lincoln?" (lol at my own brain). It's at this point that Dream Knowledge reveals that these villagers need my help. The dream fades at this point.

Dream two posits me at my high school during an assembly in the gym. The dance club(?) is putting on a swing dance routine. For whatever reason, I think something like, "I can do the Charleston," and just like that, I'm suddenly part of the dance routine. I wasn't sure what the Charleston is before I Googled it, by the way; but apparently I'm rocking whatever swing routine my dream calls the Charleston on the dance floor. The "dance" evolved into a 50's rockabilly concert, and I'm now dressed like the band during the Enchantment Under the Sea dance. I'm also playing a red Epiphone Riviera (which I theorize I was able to identify so vividly because it's an actual guitar I have. Also, missed MILD cue alert) on a pretty modern looking stage. Everyone is doing the Twist. The dream fades.

The dream picks up again with a snow theme. The following happens, but I lost track of the order of which came first:
-I'm outside in the snow (pretty sizable amounts -- the snow blankets the field), and Garfield (from the comics) is laying down in the snow next to a snowman (snowcat?) of himself. He's saying/thought bubbling/captioning something like "perfection is the origin of stress." I don't know if those are wise words or dream gibberish.

-I'm upstairs in a room (it resembles a room in my brother's house, actually), overlooking the driveway. I'm worried that the snow is going to make it hard for my mom to drive, even though she hasn't driven in years. But when I look out the window, I see that the roads are cleared up, and there's only about half-a-foot of snow (a snowplow is seen leaving my vision frame). The driveway isn't cleared yet, but I see tire tracks on it, which leads me to believe that the roads are accessible.

I wake up, and I was really expecting it to be snowing in real life.

> Earlier dream - ?


> Overboard comic book and Ponies including Berry Punch. This one started with the Captain walking Louie the dog and Louie ran towards the edge of a cliff which was like that one in "In Search of the Castaways" Where the people stayed in a small building in an earthquake-prone region. Louie ran towards the edge and jumped off much at the Captain's protest not to, Thinking something like "I believe I can fly!" And he did a swan dive, I think - Right off the cliff. There was something about the Captain receiving a telep (And I stopped writing there; I don't know what I meant now.)

I recall a letter being sent to the Captain when Berry Punch was with him and it had to do with Twilight Sparkle, Shining Armor and one other Pony.

> Playing guitar in a four-piece band, Visual started in the town I live after seeing the post office and church. Whoever played guitar played a song and then switched to playing "Cobra (Theme 2 Revisited)" from the Red Tango album mid-song, Then I saw the person on a road and he faced the right of my perspective going up a road or was on a motor vehicle playing the instrument.

8.25.2013

Morning:

Time travel. A group. Go back in time. Forest. Guitar. Weapon. Top view. Shooting. Battle field.

Afternoon:

Room, bed, based on my ... to my side, above. I initially thought I was having an OBE. I moved to my side and I was tingling all over. I thought maybe I was out of my body already, or maybe I'm still awake. Unfamiliar room. Dark room. I looked out the window, with vertical bars, also strange, unfamiliar. Greyish sky. I tried flying out of the room. My arms went through the spaces beside the bars, but I couldn't go through like a ghost. So I thought I was still awake. Mirror. Black small thing. Tech... Comm...

Ran away from the room. I was chasing someone or someone was chasing me. I visualized a chain on the person's hands, and it clamped him down on the floor. He looked orcish. I ran and climbed up a wall. It reminds me of third-person dungeon computer games. Wide area. Like a castle. I climbed up the gate, and on top of something like a roof support (but it's not connected to the roof), there's a female warrior. I talked to her, asked what's going on. She seems okay to me, but another female warrior/guardian arrived, jumping on top of other supports, and rudely told me to go back. I taunted her, calling her names, like AngeliTina.

... woke up...

Airport. Police. Time. 3 p.m. or 1 p.m. There's a plane crash. Don't care about my flight, which is at 7:49 p.m. I was too early. Then I started wondering: why am I going back to my hometown? Then a memory popped up of a high school classmate telling me that it's his birthday next Saturday or Sunday, and he'd want me to be there.

8/25/2013, 9:30-6:00

Notes: I finished reading a book about body language before going to sleep last night.

Dream 1 :

I was in town, walking around thinking about open body language. I was correcting people who had closed body language in the park area in front of the funeral home, and in front of the general store. I walked from the park area to in front of the general store. I most remember this conversation some old guy in a suit was having with some young guy in a suit. The old guy had his arms and legs crossed, and I think his coat was buttoned. He was also facing the young guy directly. I went over to him and told him he had to keep open body language if he wanted to be friendly with people. I uncrossed his arms and legs and told him about keeping his palms up. The old guy just continued his conversation with the guy, barely noticing me. There was also a lot of dialogue I forgot in the dream.

Dream 2:

I was at the Malverne middle school across the street from the high school. I think there was like a rock and roll festival going on there. Many guitars were inside the school. Also, when I went outside on the auditorium side, it was raining and there was a GIANT guitar on the area in front of the auditorium. Someone came up to me and said it was raining, so the guitar didn't work. The person pulled a string to show this, and the guitar didn't make any noise. I was watching the guitar for a while until suddenly, a nuke went off! To the southwest, I saw a mushroom cloud of fire rise from the ground. It wasn't an iconic mushroom cloud. It had too wide of a base and not enough top area. It sort of looked like this:

After that, I ran back into the school, and the dream ended.

Dream 3:

A false awakening. I woke up in my bed in Malverne to my mom and dad talking in their room. My brother might have been there. That's all I remember.

Dream 4:
Another false awakening. This time, I woke up in a white house with white walls and everything pretty much white. When I got up, I remember my parents talking in their room again, wherever that was :/. I also remember saying something to them with an intercom next to my bed. Then, I got up and walked around for a while. That's all.

Dream 5:

I don't remember this one very much at all. I'm not even entirely sure it was a dream. I remember machinery: like gears and stuff; giant gears. I remember climbing up them and jumping and stuff up a mechanical tower.

The dream started with me trying to get a job. There were two places I liked. One place called "Suzuki diner" (reference below) and another place called "Big burgers & bucks". I don't get it either.

Anyways, I applied for the Suzuki place, and walked up and down the hill I live on. I'm not sure why, but it was a nice day so I guess I was just enjoying it. After doing that a couple times I walked back down to the place, expecting it to be done. I accidentally walked into the wrong place.

In that place there was a guy holding a guitar. He looked to be 30-ish, he had a beard... actually. Come to think of it, he looks like Steve again! Why do I dream of him so much? Anyways, he said "Oh great! Your here! Come, we're going to do a hand-eye coordination test." He led me to a paper with two thumb-shaped holes in it. I excused myself, because this was not the place I was going to.

Weirdly enough, I walked up my hill again instead of going to the place I meant to go.

And now, it starts getting weird.

I walk up and there's this 40-ish year old lady doing a stripper dance on a telephone pole. I started walking a little faster. She started to strip down her clothes and then I started to run. My house was only a couple blocks away, and I do NOT want to get involved with that.

Now since this was my dream, and I didn't want her to go near me, she started to drift off. Luckily I was far enough away when she finished stripping down. I got home, and I was about to tell my brother about what happened when,

I woke up.

Reference:
"Suzuki" Is a name for a violin book. I was interested in violin a year ago, and I recently went to a garage sale to look at one. So I guess I was thinking of that?

Or, its always an option that its just completely random.

- An abandoned cinema, a bunch of my classmates. We went outdoors, there was a beautiful beach and it got dark fast. I took my watch and put it in my pocket, didn't want to get it wet, though I still went swimming fully clothed. Later, we returned to the cinema, we ate gummy bears and sat in the middle of everything, just chilling. For some reason, I really wanted to talk to a classmate but I didn't want everyone to hear what I had to say to him. (lol?)

- I tried playing Brother John on guitar but it was very much out of tune and I kept pulling the wrong string. Then the bitchfriend of my bro came over there and we got in a fight about something, not quite sure what happened.

- A supermarket, I was in a back room with someone and an annoying kid kept on trying to get in there. I had control over the music being played in the supermarket and I kept replaying some song. The kid turned into a little bunch of bananas and I put it back to the shelf of bananas, on the verge of tears as sad music played on the background.
Then I went to take a look at the map of the whole place to find an electronics store, but there weren't any. Whoever I was with, showed me which stores we still had to go to, they were all located on the second floor.
We sat down in a table with a woman and two guys, the woman took her pink iphone (pls.) and played a song from Avenged Sevenfold. They spoke in some unknown language, but it seemed like polish to me. The song was also in polish. I was not amused. My wallet was lying on the table and they were exploring it, I loudly asked what the fuck, got up and left. They said something else and I yelled something back at them.
Change of scenery, just stepped in from the front door, see my brother and his gf in the living room. I was still pissed off that he had broken up with his previous girlfriend, because this one was a total bitch. Anyway, I was disappointed that the bitch was still here.

Brother never left his current gf. Idk why'd I dream about something like that.
inb4 i see da future

Theres a girl i really like but i dont see us being together - lets call her A. And theres this girl that i liked for a really long time and i think she likes me- lets call her G. Note that I am 16.

I was walking with A in a town and we met this couple. Next minute, the couple are having sex underneath something and so are A and I. People can see us, were all fully clothed. A was acting really casual about it - I dont think she knows Im a virgin - and i hated it. I saw G whilst we were doing it, i saw sadness on her face but i didnt express regret when she walked away. I stopped having sex before climax.

After this we walked through the town, the exact way we came through, holding hands. We were talking and all i remember is saying that it was sh*t and i hated it. I wanted intimacy.

Then, under a bridge, some people with guitars were playing and we challenged them to a battle of bands - I had watched Scott Pilgrim vs The World before going to bed, so that was obvious. I play guitar

Please tell me what this means

Thanks sleepknight

I was in my guitar class at school, but we were in the orchestra room. We were playing Wooden Ships by Crosby, Stills, and Nash, which is one of my favorite songs. Apparently it was "absolutely wonderful". I played a solo on what a thought was a Les Paul, which was actually just a classical acoustic guitar. After that everyone talked until the end of the class.

I had to ask him where a different class was. He said I should be able to get there before the bell rings, but wouldn't tell me where it was until after a long conversation with another teacher. After I walked out of his room there were suddenly a million people running and I was late. I finally got there and the teacher had a movie thing about how dangerous it is to smell things to get high. The whole time he was sniffing glue. I randomly decided to clean his room so I took the glue and spread it on the walls and ceiling. He was very happy.