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11/19/2012
5:30am
non lucid

A couple guys and I stood outside on the well lit patio of a small country home at night. There were no lights on in the house. An old screen door was slightly opened but the main door was shut. Against the house was a few old chairs, a walking stick, and probably a couple old rusty tools. To one side of the house was a barely visible dirt road that disappeared beyond some bushes and out into the night. Just behind the bushes parked on the side of the road I could see the top of a faded blue Chevy truck.

We knew some guys were coming out to gun us down but we had some sort of plan. One guy came running up and said they were coming. Soon enough one guy came up to us, pulled out a shotgun and pointed it at the DC nearest the front door. The gunman had an average build, brown hair, flannel shirt, blue jeans, and boots. This didn't bother me much because I knew that one of my DC buddies was supposed to be sneakin' up behind the bushes any minute. He was supposedly a insanely dangerous guy that nobody should mess with and he had dealt with this sort of situation before.

What I thought was going to happen is that he would come up and shoot the gunman from the bushes with some sort of dart or arrow. Once I knew he was out at the bushes I began to talk to the gunman. "You don't wanna do that man." I said "you better get out of here...your times running out man..better run..". It was then that I noticed the guy I was waiting for was holding up a pair of antlers from behind the bushes. Then he was only holding up one antler. It was some sort of signal to us that he was there and ready. "This is retarded. Shoot the guy already" I thought. However, before he could do anything, the gunman ran off down the road.

Now it was just me outside and I walked toward the dirt road to meet two more of our crew which were coming up the road with weapons. One quickly moved past me and into the house but the next guy stopped in front of me. He was just about the nerdiest guy I've ever seen with high blue waisted pants, yellow button up shirt, and carrying some really poorly made bows and quivers full of arrows with equally poor construction. He handed me one bow and a quiver and we made our way into the house.

As I was going into the house and the dream theme began to transition, I noticed that my bow could bend in the middle like a hinge which made it practically useless. The nerds bow was in the same condition. Directly inside was the living room and directly to the right of us was the back of a couch and to the left was a wall. A kitchen and hall way opened up to the left at the end of the wall. Things were fairly cluttered, dishes were dirty, and someone was constructing a home made play pen between the kitchen and the couch in the living room.

The play pen had four small PVC pipes, one at each corner and held in place by something heavy yet not sturdy enough. Wrapped around the pipes was a tarp like material. The pen had no floor and the carpet was covered in small shredded scraps of cardboard or something like that. The sides were also trying to fall in. The nerd went to one side and bent his bow into a ninety degree angle and used it to stabilize one corner. I followed suit with the opposite corner and was happy to be rid of the stupid bow. As we headed into the kitchen the dream transitioned again.

I found my self on the run as I shuffled out of the kitchen and through hallways of an old wooden ship / submarine. I was looking for a way out and also searching for something. Finally I came to a spot where I could just barely squeeze myself up and through a path in the upper corner of a hallway. I lifted myself up through the opening and out into the water. I held on to the ship which appeared to be partially sunk. The hole where I had come out was gone and in front of me just inside a break of the hull was a medium sized treasure chest. I opened the chest and and gazed inside to find more empty containers which were shaped like the tops of bird houses and were all fitted together on their sides. I figured that I hadn't found anything worth much and so I swam off toward the shore.

note: I think this part of my dream must have bin partly inspired by Assassins Creed III.

There were a few rocks sticking up out of the water but the waves were calm and blue, the sun bright, and the beach was sandy and beautiful. I didn't get very far when I had second thoughts about the treasure and decided to turn around. However before I got back to the ship a jet boat came speeding from behind some nearby rocks. At this point and this point only, the boat was towing a matching trailer. It was those same jerks from the first part of the dream and the driver was heading straight for me. When they hit me I somehow managed to grab onto the boat and without them noticing that I was still alive. Careful not to get cut up by a propeller which the boat shouldn't have had I made my way to the back of the boat and took a look inside.

There were three guys total but one of them was only a young teenager who was asleep in the back seat. I considered secretly throwing them all over board one by one. I would have to start with the kid but I couldn't take the chance that he could get hurt or drown. Before I made any decision the boat crashed into the beach, throwing us all onto the beach. Again the dream transitioned.

Next thing I remember was standing inside a cave on the beach amongst the wreckage. One of the guys was pointing a shotgun at one of my buddies again. I remember trying not to kill anyone and somehow I manage to stop any violence from occurring. Some of the wreckage may have been alien spaceships and there was also other bits of technologically advanced equipment around the cave. Most of this equipment was actually human and was used to examine the alien stuff many years ago. It felt like this cave had been forgotten several years ago by the US government..kinda Stargate-ish . There was a dusty row of monitors and some small cube-ish computing modules all lined up on shelves.

Last transition and I am observing a conversation between people wearing lab-coats in a CSI type evidence lab. There were two guys sitting down near a security door and a female investigator was asking them about some breach in security that had happened somewhere. The two guys kind of shrugged brainlessly like they had no idea there was a problem. Apparently they had let an imposter get through their background check system...twice. The investigator looked through an evidence tray filled with what I think was pot and grabbed a large brownish-orange medicine container also filled with the same stuff. She looked over at the too men and asked "But why would they use this place to get through twice?" She was implying that the guys had messed up and that the imposter had used this lab because it was easy.


END

over 6 years ago I think

I was kidnapped by a group of thugs and put in the back seat of some sedan. They had guns and I think hoods. My dad may have bin in the car. We pull up to a country home. It had a porch wrapped around two sides and was slightly run down. To get to the front door you had to walk up some stairs to the left of the driveway. At the top to the left was a yard and to the right was the house. Their was a tree in the yard, hard dirt, probably some chew toys, and bushy ivy covered banks that sloped down to the road and driveway below.

Inside the house in the living room was a table with a large map. My parents were there with the thugs and kind of making fun of me. They all went over some plan with me and explained what was going on. I still thought it was messed up. We went back outside and the tree had pages from a book in place of its leaves. I think I was supposed to use them to break some code. I had trouble getting all the pages. END

Interesting little converted nightmare. Producing the .44 out of thin air seems sort of like lucid dreaming techniques bleeding over into my non-lucid dreams, which is interesting.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #27: Paranoia

I'm in a false awakening where I'm a kid living in my old room at my parents' house. I sense some terrifying presence in my room so I jump out of bed, crouching down in fear. I reach under the bed and pull out a long-barreled, Dirty Harry-style .44 Magnum and hold it in front of me, searching wildly for whatever is after me.



I suddenly have no idea what I'm doing holding this gun and I'm afraid that I'll wind up shooting myself or my parents with it. I duck into the bathroom and close the door behind me, trying to figure out what to do. I try the light switch but it doesn't work. Something reaches out in the darkness and starts wrestling with me for the gun. My fear combined with the craziness of the scene is enough to make me lucid.

I gently pull the .44 back toward me, no longer believing that there's any lurking presence trying to pull it away from me. I try the light switch again but it doesn't do anything. I'm trying to think of some way out of here when the scene suddenly shifts to a cluttered basement. The basement is a roughly ten-foot cube and walls are gray concrete. There are no doors or windows but benches, tables, tools, and other assorted pieces of junk litter the room.

Seeing no way out, I float up and try to phase through the ceiling but the concrete stops me cold. I shut my eyes and imagine the Great Pyramid, but nothing has changed when I open them again. Next, I try some Stephen Laberge-style spinning but I move with an odd slowness when I spin and the scene won't change.

Just then I notice a tiny surveillance camera attached to the ceiling and I feel like the presence that I sensed earlier is watching me through the camera. I float to the camera, determined to phase through it and see who (or what) is watching me. I push myself through the lens but immediately find myself awake in bed.

Desolate Land spreads as far as we can see, but we've sustained somehow, and have a little group of survivors. In fact, Somewhat famous for dealing with other Survivors that do harm or threaten others. Average day out, when something we've never seen before comes from the sky. A space station of some sort, Metal, Grey, With Giant Glass Windows all over it. It has Giant Rocket Like things on joints on the bottoms that enable it to lift and fly. It comes down landing right in front of where we are. People come out blasting, I'm thrown off guard that such a thing is controlled and used by humans. I get blasted by a blue bolt of Electric Like stuff that paralysis me and brings me down. I black out...

I wake up strapped down to a chair. Everyone from the campsite is chained up and being hung, from the torso twenty yard in front of me. Their then being blasted by gunshots and I start to break from my chains. They all die. I go into a rage. Snapping the guards neck to my right and then using the others gun to shoot himself. The Two Guards guarding the door run through it. Leaving it locked behind them. I look to the wall to the right of the door, left of the way the chair was facing, and see guns placed in a holder. I walk up and grab some SubMachine Guns throwing the straps over my shoulders, grabbing a double pistol hip holster, and some sort of grenade launcher. Alarms start going off. I turn to the door and send a grenade from the launcher that way. The blast blows the door off, killing and/or knocking down a gathering of soldiers on the other side, I come through Shooting the guards trying to get up with a pistol. As I pass the last one I grab a replacement pistol from the guy, put it in my holster and then I grab a shotgun. I have no destination but I'm walking determinedly in a rage, blasting anyone that gets in my way with the shotgun. Eventually a door slides open in front of me. and I see all the windows that were in the front of the ship. There is one guy, standing in front of a control panel. I raise the shotgun and fire, but its empty. the guy then turns to see me... He doesn't look like a normal guy, more robotic, then I realise that he is hooked up by long wires from his finger tips... I pull up a pistol and blast him in the face... He smiles like its nothing and some soldiers come running in through doors on the left and right. I pull the other pistol out and start blasting them as they run in... Eventually I notice that their are too many and I'm being over run. I then pull out my smgs and start blasting the windows. I see clouds outside, so its not really a space ship so much as a moveable station in the sky. The glass shatters sucking us all back. As I come by the man hooked to the panel I see he is still hanging by the cords coming out of his finger tips. I grab his shoulders as I fall past. I look around, all the henchmen are gone, but I see the ship is still flying fine. I look up at the cords. I climb a lil bit up the guy and start to rip the cords from his finger tips. once I get to the last two we rip free. we get sucked out the windows. as were flying I see the ship going down with us, flipping end over end. As I'm rushing toward the ground and my death I'm happy, knowing I avenged my loved ones, with self sacrifice.

09/02/2011
8:30am

2 guys and I were on the run and needed back packs. I had a rifle and one guy had a hand gun. Together we went into a small store next to the apartments I grew up in. Instead of robbing the place outright we peruse the shelves and hide our guns.

While looking I hide the rifle by leaning it up against one of the racks that had glass sides and held folded T-shirts. The hand gun was slid under another rack. I continued to look but couldn't choose a back pack. We where running out of time.

The store owner walked over to the door and locked it because he thought something was wrong. I instinctively made a run for it and found that the door was indeed not locked. As I leave I signal the other guys to hurry up and yell "Lets Fn' go already!!!"

Outside in the parking lot I realize that we failed to get a backpack. We ran off through the field and it became night as I remember stomping through the grass and around a mud puddle.

DJ Log: October 7, 2012 – 7:00PM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

(Note: After an exhaustive weekend running sound at an electronic music festival, I get back home and decide to take an early evening nap after surfing the 'net for a bit.)

I am sitting in my truck in the driveway of my parent's old house. My Mom is in the driver's seat, talking to Dad on the phone and I am in the passenger seat. My brother is sitting in the back seat playing with a small electronic game. The weather is mixed rain/snow and the snow is building up on the trees on the mountain. Occasionally, the snow falls from the trees and a couple of small branches break off as the snow crashes to the ground. My brother jumps out of the back seat of the truck and runs off. I roll down the window so I can hear the snow falling from the trees.

Mom finishes up on the phone and tells me that Dad's flight was diverted because of the storm and he is currently in Delaware. She said it would be another 2-3 hours before he could get a different flight home. I told Mom, “I'll pick him up at the airport. Just let me know when he is supposed to arrive.” I look at my watch and see that it is 8:88PM. I just roll my eyes and look out the window again.

I see my brother running into the woods. Once into the woods, he fires off a couple of shots with his rifle. I get out of the truck and quickly follow him into the woods. When I get there, he tells me that he just threw the smaller rifle back the trail because it jammed. He walks off and reloads the larger rifle. As I walk back the trail to retrieve the jammed rifle, I see that there is a horse hanging out in the woods just a bit further back. As I approach, I can hear that the horse is laughing and exchanging jokes with my brother. I walk up to the horse and exchange a hi-5 and a fist bump. As I walk away, the horse says, "have a good one, dude!", then laughs some more.

I walk across a small bridge over a stream and look at my watch again. It says 8:88PM. I tap the watch face a couple of times and look again. It still says 8:88PM.

Suddenly, I wake up. I lay in bed for a moment with the palm of my left hand firmly planted against my forehead. Once I confirm that I have clear recall, I get up to write this DJ entry. As I walk to the computer, I cuss myself for missing so many obvious dream signs.

I am in Tokyo, I think. I am staying inside of this bunker-like thing in a park. David, a friend of mine, hands me some guns and explains what all of them do. I just laugh at him, wondering why I would need to know what all of these guns do. After my "briefing" on the guns, we decide to head outside. To get outside we have to go through iron doors - much like the doors to get inside of Sandy's Dome in Spongebob. While looking around, guns still in out hands, we notice an astonishing amount of aircrafts flying around. While walking around a bit, David yells, "Watch out!" At the sound of his voice, I turn to see why he would yell that. I see a plane diving out of the air, heading straight for the two of us!! We panic and begin firing our weapons at the incoming plane. It pulls up at the last second, barely missing us, and begins flying around again like the other aircrafts. Soon, it repeats the same procedure. Noticing that this pilot is clearly not a normal pilot, I begin watching the plane very carefully. After it pulls up - again, at the last second - it heads towards a city block. Upon reaching the block, I see a bomb drop from the plane. I yell at David to get down as I dive to the ground. From this point, all hell breaks lose. There are explosions everywhere, so we retreat to the bunker and I wake up.

09-18-2012 -- More bits. Bad night of sleep. I'm running around somewhere, kind of hick town type of area, in a small town somewhere that I have had a dream of in the last year or two that involved looking for a pharmacy. I am walking down a small street when somebody running by shoots at me, and misses. Another person drives by, and also shoots at me. By this time I have dived to the ground.

A third guy rides by, this one on a bike, and he shoots at me too, and since I am already on the ground, he hits me. It hurts, but does me no actual damage, and I jump to my feet. A fourth person is trying to shoot me, and I grab the gun from this one and shoot him. Since I don't want to seriously injure him, I graze his shoulder, and leave him with pain, but nothing else. He is complaining, and I am asking him how he likes it. Somehow these hicks just like shooting people for fun.

The guy on the bike comes back and is going to try to shoot me again, but I take his gun away from him, and am threatening him with it. He reminds me of Mad Jack from Grizzly Adams, except he is also extremely cross-eyed. I am amazed he could aim the gun at me well enough to shoot me. He keeps being a jerk, so I try to shoot him with his own gun, but he tells me he already removed the ammo so I couldn't. Instead I break the gun to pieces and drop it on the ground, which annoys him.

I keep walking down the block, and soon come to a night club where I end up picking up a weird sword. It is made of metal, but it bends really easily, and twists into different kind of swords. Somehow I can still kind of fight with it, and there are hints of a past dream involving Spider-Man, but nothing I can remember well enough to post about. Also hints of stage magic and magic using a staff.

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Some kind of dream where I am Harry Potter at Hogwarts. I can't remember anything of the time in Hogwarts, but soon we're on the road in one of my white cars (either the Kia or the Ford Escort) there is me as Harry Potter, Hermione, and oddly, Draco Malfoy who is still a bit of a jerk, but is trying to change and improve.

I have no idea why, but Malfoy is driving, and he is terrifying. He is all over the road, driving as fast as he can, swerving around traffic, running lights, almost hitting pedestrians who are diving out of the way ... he is a horrible driver. No surprise, we get pulled over by a cop. Malfoy is afraid of getting in trouble. I just have my wand at my side, and figure a brief confundus, and we're on our way. Unfortunately, Malfoy pushes Hermione to get out of the car and talk to the cop. As soon as she begins, Malfoy floors it, turns a corner, and then starts to slow down a little, hoping she will catch up with us. That idea is obviously ridiculous.

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Certain there is an interesting missing fragment from the night, but just haven't been able to remember it.

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Very sci-fi dream. I am in a different world that people can travel to from the normal world somehow (space ships or stargates or something), but however I got here was not the normal way, which means unlike everybody else, I can't easily communicate with our world back home.

The Charmed Ones are here, and there has been some kind of message from some sort of spirit (their Grandma?) that indicates that I should be with one of them or perhaps all of them. Pru does some sort of reading that doesn't show that I should be with any of them, but that does hint I should be around and be a friend, and that things might change with time.

I find myself being confronted by Leo the Whitelighter, who seems to be the father of a very hillbilly-ish family that he is fairly abusive to. He offers me a ride down 192 back to my hotel room. When I get there, we are all getting ready to check out and go home. There is a rumor of some sort of haunted house above our floor, and there is one little kid who has been planning to climb through the vents to get the the floor above and check it out. I am interested too, so we get to it.

We find the vent, and there is a fan in it that was have to loosen and take out, but we manage to eventually squeeze our way up to the floor above, and instead of any sort of haunted house, we just find another hotel room or apartment. Nothing interesting in that, so we just drop back down to our own room. But now we're hot and sticky, and have to wash up before leaving. Unfortunately the hotel room bathroom seems more like an airplane bathroom, with a really weird, tiny toilet is is hard to get to and use properly.

This one was incredible It's like I was in a video game. First... I remember being at this house with this one girl and she was telling me something. Like some big plan was about to go underway. The house itself was on a dock, close to water. There were boats outside. She named one of them and told me not to destroy it. The name was... Victory -something. I don't remember it fully. Next, I was outside a tunnel, around the corner of something with other people. I'm guessing they were on my side... Then somebody gave an order, and we all started running to the tunnel. There were enemies in there. I had a gatling gun strapped to my back, but I was able to use it by my side. When it needed to be reloaded, there were some beads and I had to pull them out of the gun, and then some random person walked up and added more to the gun. I could shoot at people So it was pretty fun. Then when we were a bit farther into the tunnel, and things kind of changed. I didn't have bodily limit as to what I could do and how fast I could go. Keep in mind, we're still in the same tunnel. Almost like I turned into a car. But I remember that I was driving because I could hear it. It was a Ferrari... lol

There were other cars ahead of me now. I was still able to shoot them with the gatling gun, but I don't know how. I shot and destroyed like 10 cars before I reached a... finish line...? We were launched out of the tunnel and onto a city street. Only my car was flipping a lot, but I didn't die or get hurt. It looks like this whole thing was a race. I finished in 6th place, apparently. So I basically failed the mission... Oops. Then there was a voice over.


"Logan, (Not my name lol) next time, finish in the top of the Hentak list."

"Then, we'll see about what you have in store."

"Just shoot her MOTHER."

Looks like I failed the mission pretty badly if I only had to shoot a car that contained someone's mother. LOL
This dream had a story and was pretty awesome! I hope there's another episode or something

I rate this dream 5/5 awesome dances.



Perfect score!

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

I am in a restaurant on a cruise ship. Each table has its own tv but the remotes work on random tv sets. I keep changing peoples channel.

Dream 2:

My wife and I are at a cabin in the woods. We go outside to take a walk. We get deep into the forest and I spot a bunch of gun lockers. Upon inspection they are full of not only guns, but fresh meat (hanging deer carcasses). This is very unsettling. It feels like we have been hiding and running from something for a long time and this is an ominous sign that they have found us again. There is nobody around and no sounds whatsoever. I test one of the guns in the locker and it is loaded.

We head back to the cabin and weird shit starts happening. People and images start popping up randomly. We had spotted a large structure out in the woods when we were walking earlier so we decide to go check it out and see if it has supplies. We get to the building and I tell my wife to wait outside while I look around. I go down some stairs into a dark room. There are more lockers here fully stocked with supplies and weapons. I begin gathering supplies but then I start hearing frightening noises coming from down the hall - like someone is being tortured. The more stuff I take the louder the noises get and the scary images start appearing again.

I get a very strong sense that the evil that is present in this building is closing in on me. I am very scared so I just grab a random box of guns and ammo and leave. On the way up the stairs I finally spot someone off to my left. There is a man at a work bench confused and banging things randomly. He doesn't seem to notice me. It hits me that these things (not quite human) aren't sure what their purpose is on earth although I know it is only a matter of time before they realize they are supposed to kill us.

I get outside and some cops are running into the building. They are not quite human either. I yell to them "he is down there and he is crazy" so they go after the guy by the stairs. Since they are also confused I am trying to convince them that I am not the target. I get back to my wife who has no idea what is going on and we start walking back. This is when we notice that there are hundreds of half dead humans (kind of like zombies) scattered around the forest - just standing there. We walk quickly through them to get back to the house. Some of them start attacking us but I fight them off.

We get back to the house and lock up. They arrive at our door and we arm ourselves. We hold them off for a while but one of them eventually gets in. A lot of glass is breaking. I get away briefly but I think I get caught eventually.

This is the first time I have woken up from a dream truly scared in about 20 years.

I’m on a boat with my family. The inside of the boat is full of water, and we’re all just floating around in it. But then, I guess the water drains out because suddenly it’s all gone.

I’m talking to my sisters, when suddenly I remember that I might have forgotten to pack my laptop. Part of me doesn’t care that much because apparently we’re going to be somewhere that doesn’t have any Internet access anyway, but I still wanted my laptop around so that I could write on it and stuff. So, I go to double-check my luggage. There are some plastic bags lying around and I start looking through them, but they’re all just full of shoes. Finally, I find my backpack, but it looks like I didn’t pack anything very useful. Apparently I only packed a few items of clothing and then a bunch of Beanie Babies. And I stuffed everything into the front pocket instead of packing it in the main part of the backpack.

So, I stand up again. And right then I become lucid for like two seconds. It just randomly occurs to me that I’m dreaming, and I run out onto the deck of the boat saying, “I’m lucid! I’m lucid!” I decide I’m going to jump off the boat and into the water. So, I do that. But, as soon as I do, I just find myself back on the boat again and I’m no longer lucid. Oh well.

When I’m back on the boat, I see that my dad is standing at a stove and cooking something. When I get closer, I see he’s frying a bunch of snails in a pan. And they’re not normal snails, either … They’re like, super gigantic snails that are probably like six inches long. My mom is standing nearby and starts complaining about how disgusting it is and how my dad will just have to eat those by himself.

At that point, I start walking up some stairs, because apparently the boat has two floors. On the second floor, there are a few rooms that look like bedrooms, and one room that looks like a kitchen. For some reason, I’m convinced that my friend Hannah lives on the second floor of the boat.

There are a ton of cats on the second floor. I don’t remember all of them, but … There’s this one, huge fat grey and white cat that’s just sitting around. There are a couple of small, grey kittens. And then there’s this really exotic-looking cat who has a black head, but the rest of her body is orange (possibly with some white … I don’t remember very clearly). She has abnormally large ears. And when she blinks, her face kind of like, folds in on itself so you can’t see it. It’s weird. But anyway, I really like this cat and start petting her. Just then, Hannah’s mom comes up the stairs, and I feel guilty because apparently the cat is hers, and it was in her bedroom. But she doesn’t seem to care I’m there. Suddenly, all of my family comes upstairs and they’re all wandering around.

I start playing with one of the kittens, and I try to pick him up, but he scratches my finger. I look down and see that my index finger is bleeding. I walk over to the exotic-looking cat and let her lick the cut. My mom is watching and she’s like, “Awwwww.”

We’re now standing in the kitchen on the second floor, and everyone is pouring cereal into plastic bags and then … layering the plastic bags on top of each other. It’s sort of hard to describe. But anyway.

Apparently the whole time, we were taking the boat to a family reunion of some sort. It’s at some theme park––I guess kind of like Disney World? Anyway, I end up waiting around for this Cinderella-themed ride. It’s this huge white and gold boat that just like, flies up into the sky and swings around.

So, the boat comes down out of the sky, and two ladies dressed as the evil stepsisters get off it, complaining that the ride has no seatbelts. So I’m like, “Oh boy.” Just then, two of my sisters show up and we all get on the ride.

Sure enough, there are no seatbelts. There are just a bunch of benches running across the boat. There’s this random Asian guy sitting at one end of the boat dressed as Prince Charming and he’s like, “HELLOOO.” And we’re all like, “… Hi.”

The boat flies up into the sky and starts swinging back and forth. And we’re all pretty much just sliding around like crazy. And I’m afraid I might fall off, except there are a bunch of these wire fence-type things around the sides of the boat, so I figure I’ll be okay.

Even though only my sisters and I got on the boat to begin with, there are suddenly a lot of other people on the ride as well. The ride keeps going upside down, and when it does, we all just have to sort of hook our feet under the benches and hang there. Then there’s some point where the benches detach from the inside of the boat––and we all have to hold on to a bench as it shoots off into the sky. And when that happens, everyone has a ray of magical color streaming out behind them, and it forms a rainbow.

After that part, there’s this other part where each person gets filmed individually while they dance around holding a fake gun. Apparently there’s going to be some event where we all pretend to shoot each other, for some reason. I stand in front of a computer, watching the people who have been filmed so far. Everyone has to dance against some weird, purple background.

Anyway, I wander off and then my mom and I start talking to some old guy who is apparently related to me. He talks about how he loves that ride that I just went on, and how his favorite part is the shooting part, because it reminds him of when he fought in some war. Then he starts talking about the war and about how horrific it was. And he talks about how he had this wound in his leg, which he claims looked like a gaping mouth with razor-sharp teeth or something. And I’m like, “… What.”

I start thinking about how horrible it would be to be in a war. And suddenly I’m afraid I’m going to get drafted into a war or something, and I’m going to die.

Then one of my younger siblings comes up to me––I think Annabelle––and she wants me to come with her, to find some fireworks that are apparently going on. So, I go with her to look for them. For some reason, she thinks they’re in this nearby dark room. But nothing is going on in there, and there are people in there sleeping in sleeping bags. So we leave.

And I think that’s all.

I was living a life in a tropical place i didn't know exactly where. I had a stunningly beautiful wife, and I live in a fairly small house/ hut. I was a mercenary so I lived with weapons all around the house lol and it was raining heavily. I couldn't sleep for some reason because I just had that bad feeling that something was coming. I had my eye out of the window looking down at the road noticing cars coasting by. They splashed water everywhere and plunged into puddles all over. I was holding a m911 in my hand sitting next to my sleeping wife and a laptop that had the current mission set on it. Then some weird shut happened out side, lighting flashed and two cars slid and wrecked into each other. I made sure my gun was loaded and watched them. I put in some pants which were in this tissue like box where you just pull them out and put hem on, and sat with my gun aimed out the window. I knew they were coming to my house so I was ready. My wife woke up and grabbed a rifle and I told her to sit in the back of the house/hut. So she did and two guys (jacked dudes) approached up the driveway and I got ready to take them out but I didn't, I had a feeling they were just needing help from crashing their cars (which was an all black challenger and a fast back mustang) so they walk into the front door and I approach them asking what they want and all of a sudden we are buddies. We start shooting the shit about dif types of guns and just relaxing and having a few beers. Haha that's all I can remember

Gravity Ball
I'm outside in a classy city setting that strongly reminds me of Gravity Rush's Hekseville. It's late afternoon. My parents are here celebrating their birthdays/anniversary? I try to jump into the air but am disappointed that I can't gravity shift like Kat. I have a small purple ball (looks like a gem from GR) that, if I leave it alone on a surface, will start bouncing all by itself. I throw this in front of me, thinking that *somebody* (who?) will see me with this and change their mind about me not liking fun things. (Odd sentiment that I don't really remember.) The ball bounces away from me and disappears over a ridge - it's the bed, it's actually disappeared under the bed. I'm mostly awake at this point. I nimbly (lol) leap out of bed, again thinking how impressed the mysterious third party must be, and feel around under the bed for the ball. No dice. I figure that since the ball attaches itself to surfaces I'd probably be able to feel it bouncing if it attached to a sheet or something, but I don't feel anything.

Job Application/Vampires and Guns
Outside Newbury Comics, talking to a girl. Originally I was with A. but apparently went off by myself. I go inside the store and start a conversation with the manager; she's pretty friendly and we hit it off. Eventually she says, "You worked at Absolute, right? Ever thought about working here?" (I have a false memory of Absolute being some sort of music-related business.) I say yes, I've always wanted to work at a place like this. She gives me three numbers to call, and after I write them all down she says that if I'm calling to apply for the job, I should only call the third number. I turn to leave and say, "Thank you very much, I'll be in touch!" and she just responds with a disinterested "Yeah," which is a little surprising.

Outside in the parking lot, 2 groups of people are playing some kind of vampire card game against each other. One card I remember is "Solane," a short, pixie-like vampire dressed in a naughty nurse kind of outfit. She is sitting waist deep in a sea of blood and drinking it with a straw. The card strikes me as extremely scandalous, even though the artwork itself (subject matter aside) is tastefully drawn. Anyway, I want to leave but can't while the game is going on, so either I get a card of my own that has a gun or I get an actual gun and point it at the leader, a girl with long blond hair. Her underling (a very big guy but otherwise nondescript) points his own gun at me, yet I feel like I have the advantage.

Fragment
Climbing a snowy mountain i just recently came down from, together with a traveling party that reminds me of Lord of the Rings. I get the sense we're going the wrong way by going up the mountain, yet it's something we have to do for some reason.

I was working in some sort of castle that was part of many castles spaced out evenly in some grim planet that was usually raining. It was mentioned to be named Hykoon. My job was to carry the garbage down a long hallway from the main courtyard to the bins outside. Another guy who worked with me delivered meals to the owner of the castle. There was a main courtyard of cobblestone and four unlit towers with staircases. The other guy went up these staircases but wouldn’t say what was up top. Lobster-like aliens ran the place, including one who was a sort of leader.

I eventually snuck up the stairs at night and spotted a meeting between two of the aliens, one of them stabbed the other, fled into the forest that was outside and was gunned down by security turrets. Then I woke up. The last part seemed almost like a video game.

I am staying at my ex boyfriend Jaris's house, but it is really my grandma's old house from real life. There is a blindfolded naked white boy in one of the rooms. I am supposed to go in and have sex with him but instead I turn him down and he says he likes that I am not easy.

I am sharing a bed with Ronald (ex's deceased brother in real life) trying to sleep. He keeps touching me underneath the covers while his girlfriend is on the bed with us.

I am in a hospital wearing a gown and carrying my chair to my vanity. I go into the waiting room and I can't find my mom or her boyfriend and I get pissed off. I sit down along the wall next to a girl and a guy. I call my mom and she won't tell me where she sat so I get angry and start cussing her out. The girl next to me makes a comment which pisses me off even more and moves to another seat. The guy is just shaking his head at me.

Now I am crusin around in a big van with my crew. I'm in a gang and we have hits we need to complete. Lil Wayne is one of the gang members. I am a black girl now too. Other members of our gang include little kids. We go into the hospital and knock each person off our list. One of the hits is a young black girl. We kidnap her and drive around with her until we get bored and decide to blow her brains out. Geoffrey (from my childhood) is driving. Lil Wayne gets shot by accident and I comfort him as he dies in my arms.

Geoffrey is driving crazily around my moms house. He is driving through peoples yards and he ends up in my backyard. My dog Sunny and my cousins dog Yogi are playing and I am scared Geoffrey is going to hit them.

There are only 5 of us left. Geoffrey hands us each a gun to match our character. He hands me a small hand gun and tells me I am nurturing. We then begin shooting at each other. I shoot at everyone except for Geoffrey because he says he won't shoot me because I wasn't mean to him in school. Kylie is mad that I shot at her because she wasn't going to shoot at me until I shot at her. I definitely shoot Amanda and she shoots me back. I also shoot the little girl while looking underneath the seat in the chest. I later feel bad for shooting at Kylie and the little girl.

We realize they were bb guns and I now have tiny bb's stuck in my skin. The majority of them are along my hips and I feel sore. We go back to the hospital and I am running down the hallways hoping no one can see that I'm shot.

I enter a room full of thugs. They are all starring at me looking like they are in love. I go and sit next to my homie Snoop Dogg and all the other guys are soo jealous. Snoop Dogg is actually cute in my dream and we all are wearing black puffy north face coats. He also looks short.