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June 14, 2013 - haven't remembered to post this!


It seemed like the game the division, post apocalyptic. There were no zombies or anything, but some monsters that seemed monkey-like to me. They were scavengers and hunters, just some monsters that would try to kill me and my people. I was only with some friends (some people I don't remember), my brother Brian, friend Presley, and a teacher Mrs. Williams, as well as her two daughters(which I don't know if she has two daughters). It started out in a prison that was made safe into a settlement early on. I was requested for help(maybe?) and had to leaave the prison. I was in a house which didn't seem too bad, and I was with at least Presley and Brian.

*There was some sort of side trip where Presley and I were purchasing a video game and he cut in line* dunno why this happened...

We then went back to the room and hung out there for a little bit after avoiding attacks. On a radio or a phone we were called to go to another room that Mrs. Williams was in. She and her daughters were in there and the daughters were both terrified and young. One seemed about 8 and the other 3-4. She was doing anything she could to protect them. She seemd to be some sort of warrior apparently and she went out to kill some of the monsters that were causing trouble outside. She was requested for help and Brian went to help her. Neither returned although I tried to call for them various times. The daughters got frightened and hurt themselves running to a corner. They remained there for a long time. Many events that I cannot fully recall occurred during this time. I believe that Mrs. Williams story was somewhat revealed to me and I witnessed her death? Also some other guy showed up and was in a fun battle with some bad guy (familiar characters). It was mostly just tension and speaking. Then the bad guy shot the good in the head, I stole the gun and shot the bad guy in the head.
Daytime was approaching and the older sister did not make it alive. I took the younger one back to the prison where she was taken care of, as I went to get something to eat. I walked into the eating hall alone, something I wouldn't typically do, it's just that anyone close to me was gone it seemed. I walked through the room with utter disappointment and loneliness until I sat at a table with friends Brittany Bolger, Santana and some others. I was still alone though I felt.

I dreamt that I was batman I was in Gotham general hospital trying to rescue Vicki Vale and some nurses who were kidnapped by some of Two Faces goons, with Nightwing. There were two of them at the back entrance so I tackled one through a window while Nightwing handled the other one. He vanished while I sneaked into the building to see a bunch of dudes with flame throwers torching the place. The building was mostly dark with a couple of light still on. I used my thermal vision to see if there were any people in immediate danger. It turned out that they were burning medical supplies. I got into the vents directly above them and used a batarang to severe the pipes on their flame throwers so I could drop down and take them out. One with an electric boot high kick, the second with a judo flip and the last one with a knee to the jewels. I got a comm from nightwing saying that he'd gotten the hostages out so I made my way to the exit. This was when two-face popped out from behind the secretary's desk with a machine gun and started shooting at me. I ran, rolled and slid away from some of his shots but I got clipped by a couple. It felt like getting shot with high PSI paintballs. The last thing I remember was making it out to the alley I'd came in through.

I found myself moving as fast as ever.

After some good driving, going to a movie or so.... eventually I was on the move again.

The undead or with me in this dream and those that inhabit it as well. Maybe this building was a "safe" area idk but....

They were the good scientist types having been made evil. A metal friend has been upgraded after being twisted, his body now stronger and heavier than ever, queen bitch twisted more than one would imagine and she was about to have me and 5 others "interrogated".

They wanted to de-mask a bunch of super heroes apparently before making them science experiments n good stuff so.... as a guy walked up to inject one us with some syrum to help make the process easier..... I taunted him into doing me first.

Was a bad idea for all of them. The moment the needle went into my skin all hell broke loose, my voice from inside rose.... shaking the foundations as power flooded my body, echoing out through my mouth as I broke my bonds.... my speed faster than ever as I flew at the woman running the show..... i grabbed her as i was moving forward through the air, taking her off the top ledge into the open center area of the highrise, falling with me I swung to the side off of a cable i'd grab, flinging her through glass goodness before swinging back up to the roof. There I fought with the metal friend, now fiend.

I wasn't gonna beat him so.... i knocked him down for as long as possible to get the other people out, once they were out, they all took their on respective leaves; jumping off the building, flying.... I followed the couple that went for the longer route; the stairs. As we headed down not much was there to stop us except for my fiendish friend. Hearing him move through the stairwell until crushing me into a wall. I was done fighting him... it was time to show him his weakness.

That same speed came, a few punches became a torrent of them each one pushing him further back till i pop down and sweep hard, his weight once again taking him down to his ass.

"you are to heavy, you will never defeat me" BLAM punch to metal face (looks human all metal underneath "But if you wanna get up again so I can topple your slow ass again, go for it" then off back down the stairs i go before I find myself outside again

I head to some "home" of mine to which I remove the undead that had been inside. Some bandits come and try to fck with my shit, they corner me up stairs in a room. So I pop out the window, go through one on the first floor and come from behind em with a crow bar and pretty much murder them all n toss em through the window into the street out back like the zombies before.

Then all of a sudden its like.... i'm cleaning and..... some guy is there to rent the room " one second " i say as i finish the bathroom.

And... yeah thaz it Was sick getting to that scene at the top of the building, saved some super heroes while getting to go super fast/angry mode X3

There was a lot of filler up to last night, so i just went back to bed and got this nice little gem.

Hope everything in my dreams is coming to a head, would be very cool

Writing my dream pretty late but will write all I remember. I remember it being a sort of zombie apocalypse and I was at my home with my family. I remember zombies being in our backyard and can't remember if they were non vicious or we were killing them I'm guessing with some sort of gun. At one point Dog the bounty hunter came to our back door and yelled for us to let him in. We didn't want to let him in because we weren't sure if we'd have enough resources to let more people in. But I think we eventually let him in. Later I remember being with him and a bunch or other random people in some sort of large warehouse or garage. At one point in the garage there was someone "bad" driving around and I jumped onto the hood of that car punching through the windshield. The driver then crashed the car and was dead inside. After this the dream got weird and I remember waking up in a bed in a room of that garage and asking everyone if that was a dream and people were saying it was real. For some reason I was convinced that smashing the car windshield was a dream even though I'm pretty sure the smashed car was still there.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

Monsters in a fortress
With a group, trapped in some fortress. We are trying to escape but we are being hunted down by some guy who can transform into a super strong monster. We managed to block some doors behind us, so he can't physically get to us, but he penetrates our minds and causes hallucinations on us, to disorient and, eventually, kill us.
We are at some kind of terrace. Some plants to our left become monstrous. A sharp branch pierces through a girl, killing her instantly. Another plant cuts the head of a guy with a razor-like leaf. From nowhere I am attacked by a little critter, the size of a koala, with arms and legs but reminiscent of a fish with shark teeth. It bites me on my jugular and the pain is excruciating. I have the feeling these monsters aren't really real, so I repeat out loud that they are just illusions. When I'm close to faint, the critter's bite looses some strength, it falls on the ground and shrinks until it disappears. I tell the others to follow the same strategy and as they realize we're all hallucinating, they get rid of their own monsters.
We count the dead and the survivors and we notice a little girl missing from the group. She had been dropped by a pterodactyl-like flying monster, over the terrace edge and she was dangerously dangling on the outside wall. A guy on the group who looks like Van Damme, says he'll rescue her. He asks for my help in preparing some ropes so he can go get her, but he suffers from some super-hero syndrome and he treats me with incredible arrogance. In the end he fails to rescue the girl and simply gives up. There goes the super-hero down the drain. I decide to finish what he started. The little girl had also been arrogant with me on some previous occasion, demanding that I give her something as if it was my obligation to satisfy her whims. Now her mother is explaining to her the meaning of selflessness, asking her to thank me for saving her life.
On the terrace, we find a door leading to the outside of the fortress, where we breath with relief. Then someone reminds us that some other group of people were still trapped inside the fortress. Most people just shrugged their shoulders and said they couldn't do anything for them. But a guy, who was Jim Caviezel, was sitting on a boulder smoking a cigarette, and with a very cool attitude he said he would go back to rescue them. I offered to join him.

Retrieving Manjushri sword II
Having some erotic dream, when I become aware I am dreaming. I touch some curtains and notice their texture. This makes me fullly lucid and I immediately jump through the window, wishing to crossover to the place where I was last time face to face with the guy who had stolen Manjushri's sword.
I land on that same empty room and the guy is there in front of me. Although he looks slightly different from last time, as well as the set, I recognize the situation as the continuation of that other dream. The sword is still in the center of the room, but this time its blade is made of translucent iridescent light of all the colors of the rainbow and it is hovering over a black platform full of gadgets that I assume to be protective mechanisms.
Last time I met this guy, we were evaluating each other before making any move, but this time I feel that I should simply go for the sword which I could then use it to fight him. We look each other in the eyes for a second and then I jump to my left get the sword. Immediately one of the gadgets on that platform becomes very alive, shooting deadly lasers at me. I have to withdraw and hide. The guy is watching with a smirk on his face. He is probably thinking I will never be able to beat the defense system and he looks relaxed. But after attacking and testing the machine a few times and learning its moves and glitches, I finally manage to reach the platform and disable the laser gun. Then some black spherical drone emerges, with a round blade on iits belly, but even before it cuts any bit of me, I grab the sword and destroy the drone with a blow.
Now the guy is in panic, but too late, I already jumped like a jedi through the roof to a safe distance on the outside. I decided not to waste my time fighting him and his guards. But they don't give up that easily and they start a relentless chase. It follows a long sequence of scenarios and fights. including a theater where I fight one of the guys and a subway station where I try to loose them by jumping from one train to another in opposite direction. At some point the sword starts to loose its glow and it becomes inert, rendering its powers unavailable. I end up in the back of some truck going uphill. When I get off of it, the sword transforms into a metallic ball, the size of an orange. I put it inside my top, between my breasts, where I think it will be safe. I look around and see a bus full of tourists, unloading snowboards and other winter sports materials. I look down the hill and iti is covered in snow. It is becoming dark and down in the valley I see a town, starting to turn its lights on. It looks beautiful and I feel drawn into it. I discretely steal a snowboard from a guy and decide to go to that town. So I snowboard downhill.

I wasn't aware that I was doing this yesterday, but when I read about dream incubation this morning, I saw that that's what I had unintentionally done last night. But even though I didn't know about incubation, before I fell asleep, I had a feeling it was going to happen.

Yesterday, I was looking at shurikens (ninja throwing stars) almost all afternoon. I'm also almost finished reading a book on ninja mind manipulation throughout history. I DON'T study ninjitsu, btw.

Anyway, here's the dream:

~>>*<<~
I'm part of a traveling team of heroes who dish out justice with ... custom-made shurikens. We have a medium sized staff that operates our team vehicle -- a high-end bus/truck that's a mobile HQ control center. It's got all kinds of high tech gadgetry -- communication stuff, tracking stuff, media stuff, etc.

So, apparently, when someone is in danger, it registers on our systems and a combat team member is dispatched (armed to the teeth with shurikens of course).

Anyway, someone was in danger and one of the staff shouts for me to deploy to (?)Dallas(?). As soon as she says that, my project manager from work jumps out of nowhere and goes "He can't do that one! It's not priority! He's working on a project for me!" and disappears.

I tell the staff member to try another location. As she's looking, she screams (pretty much horrified) "OH NOOOO!"

~>><<~

That's it. If you're wondering what my little symbols and things are, they closely resemble the symbols I use in my own dream journal at home:

~>>*<<~ is "Dream begins."
~>>...<<~ is "I don't remember the beginning of the dream, but this is the point from which I recall."
~>>O<<~ is "Dream ends."
~>><<~ is "Dream ends and I wake up right then."
(?)any words(?) means "I THINK that's what was said." or "I THINK that's what was done" or "I THINK that's what I saw."

I'm sure I'll come up with other symbols for more stuff as I move along.

So I was very young when I had this dream also (only about 7). I was on holidays in some weird city where baseball was very popular. There was a big baseball team in this town and they had a really good win rate but they had a problem. Their players seemed to get very depressed all the time. Anyway, we were at a hotel room briefly and there was an argument between my parents about the accommodation. My dad felt depressed as a result and went off to sulk for a while. The city was strange in that it was the one place in the world where there was an infinite conveyor. This was an infinitely long series of conveyor belts which people could enter at one end and travel for all eternity without hope of return. Many of the baseball players used this when they were depressed and were never seen again. When my father was still out quiet late that afternoon, I went and searched for him. My search brought me to the start of the infinite conveyor and I arrived just in time to see him step on. The pace of the conveyor was not fast but it was almost impossible to return due to the large amount of traffic it dealt with. I raced on to the conveyor and tried to stop my father from being taken away and nearly lost myself but in the end I managed to grab him and fight my way back to safety.

It is worth mentioning that I was not this messed in the head as a child (though I probably am now). This was probably a result of the trauma of recently returning from Europe on aircraft just after the September 11 attacks in 2001! It was quite a traumatic experience though I was not directly involved in the attacks by any means, I was quite young.

This is a very old LD and my first. It was so vivid I wrote it down. This was before the Internet. So it's been awhile.

I lay on my single bed in my room. Everything in it's place. Laying on my back listening to Pearl Jam "My Tree". I must have entered through WILD.

A great being in a gray robe entered my room, the room shifted around him to accommodate his size. He was very large, approximately 8'. He moved forward to the edge of my bed and reached out a skin tight red gloved hand with long sharp nails. I took it and we were instantly transported to a colossally tall hall, paved in shinning marble and lit by braziers.

We walked, my hand in his for a moment. On either side were tall statues, carved of glistening marble. On the left were shattered statues of demons and dark champions. On the left were darkly gleaming statues of heroes and champions of an unknown race or time. All were clad in armor of some sort.

As I came to a "T" intersection. The hall lead forward, and to my left at a 90* angle. I realized that my guide was gone. The path in front of me went on into the darkness. The ceiling was so high it was beyond sight. I could just see the reversal of the statues states before the braziers were no longer visible. The demons were now resplendent and polished, and the heroes lay in ruin.

I looked to my left and there was the beginning of a massive staircase on the right, and on the left a pair of bat wing doors, such as in old Western saloons, behind the doors was a dark deep purple miasma, the doors were massive, ten to twenty stories high. A withered old man in a San pan hat and an electric blue kimono, with a knurled cane stood guard. I don't know how I knew but his name was Nicotine.

I turned to the staircase, as I did so a massive demon, this is the only way I can describe it, moved forward out of the swirling purple storm. I could see massive eyes glowing red with hate, anger, and malice. It had rams horns, and a centaur body. It surged against the doors, but did not move. The tiny guard kept him at bay.

I began up the staircase, the stairs seemed to go on forever, I felt my legs becoming heavy and as I looked down there was massive armored boots such as those on the heroes in the hall. I continued on, the further I went the heavier I became, more armor was added by unseen armorers. One more step saw me to the top of the staircase.

At the top sat a king. A faceless pale figure in smooth ebony like armor guilded with gold in scrolling fashion. A crown sat on his head. His face was resting on his right hand and he seemed to be in deep thought, pondering something terrible and perplexing.

Behind him three maidens floated in brown robes. All of their faces were hooded from sight. One with blonde hair, and blazing sapphire blue eyes. One with flaming red hair and emerald green eyes that smoldered. One with raven black hair and burnished brown eyes. They floated with their hands clasped in front of them.

When the King finally saw that I was at the top of the stairs resting, he exclaimed but no sound came, his expression was that of "Now YOU'RE here, all is well!". No sooner had I made the top of the staircase than the Maidens swooped down and whisked me off. We ascended through the roof, the marble ceiling crumbling away as we fled. I looked down to see my dangling boots and the scene below me. The king was fighting the demon. Holding him at bay with a sword that seemed intollerably small. I looked back up and could see Earth. A blueberry in a black expanse.

I awoke in my room. The song just ending.

This, I was told, was my Jacob's Ladder dream. I would not have assumed the title for it myself, but it was given to me by a Pastor and a Biblical scholar.

I was visiting a city in space. A city in a big spaceship. Everything there was run by advanced computer systems.

They had giant advanced movie screens and robotic penguins. They had even figured out how to use computer code to alter the space time continuum.

The city was in a crisis. Their computer systems were crashing and nobody knew how to fix it. The technology had been around so long that nobody cared to even learn about it anymore. If the computer systems failed then many people would die.

I was visiting the space city when this happened. I was in a retail store, and there was a guy hiding in a clothes rack. He had black hair, and eyes that were dark. He was genuinely shy, but not creepy. He watched me, and I sort of knew that he knew the secret answer to all of this madness.

We didn't say anything during our encounter. It was just a strange telepathic exchange of ideas.

Meanwhile, the city was in chaos. The young man had vanished.

The dream skips here, I have trouble recalling the middle section.

At the end, the young man with dark hair and eyes returns to me. We are standing in the street. I notice that the sky is purple and that the space city resides in a giant dome. It is really quite beautiful.

"I have fixed the problem. There should be no catastrophic computer failures until the World War 3, in approximately 3.4 years," he whispered with a hint of delight. There is a dark undertone to his voice, I loved it. He flashed his dark eyes at me, before diving back into the shadows where I first saw him.

Be mine lovely shy hero?

5/14: I really don't like when these dreams sneak up on me, but it's OK. This kinda felt like the "Jotaro Kujo" dream four months ago (the last time I wrote here, I had a beige, plain-Jane, boring hard drive running Windows 2000 and it was too slow and every card in the machine failed. Now, I'm using a hard drive running Windows XP--working sound and graphics card and all), except this time it showed me the what the mega-corporation I created in both series, SpiraTech (for 2 writing projects, the Supercar and Insert Coin series) was up to, and it was no good, as always.

I was in this office that looked like a hospital and some of SpiraTech Industries' core members were talking about this project they were working on, bearing a striking resemblance to (you guessed it) James Lafferty. All they had to do was log on to a computer operating Windows XP/Vista/7 using Internet Explorer/Mozilla Firefox/Opera/Safari, etc., Google him and read all about him on certain websites--which means SpiraTech did their homework, but that's about as far as it got.

In the two series, SpiraTech's main goal--like most villains--is world domination in the world of cars and racing (Supercar) and video gaming (Insert Coin), by doing secret projects to beat the world's best competitors, usually in the form of humans and cars--but most of them on the Supercar side of things backfire on them. They'll also resort to low blows like setting up heists to steal things that are important in history like a Ford Model T or a Spacewar arcade machine.

As much as I'd like to see my 3 writing projects (Supercar, Insert Coin, Education Lane) become TV shows--the second an animated series with 16 to 32-bit Super Nintendo and SEGA Genesis/32x graphics (like G4's Code Monkeys did with 8-bit graphics) and the third a sitcom about teachers, I've still got some work to do, so it may be a while (and I have to find a publisher!). Maybe this dream told me to get to work and stop wasting time. For me, getting ideas are sometimes easy while others difficult. I just need to get more organized, that's all.

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4-22-2011

I was aware this was a dream but did not have the awesome clarity and mental plasticity as a full LD.

I was also aware, on some level, of my dream goal of wanting to be a hero or helper and was expecting for this to show up during the dream.

Dream 1: Sarcasm

I was in a building that opened its doors into a dirty dusty courtyard. I thought ‘what a pathetic place.’ Unimpressed with this dream already, I still had to explore so I walked out into the dusty lot of a yard and walked toward a group of people I saw in a far corner. I then saw a boy (about 5 years old) at the opposite end, he was dirty and had raggy clothes. He was looking at a little blond girl his same age with mud on her face and on her torn clothes. Now I was angry at this dream giving me this out an infinity of interesting things I could be seeing. “Oh this is great.” “Oh its Mr. Little. And oh look, its Misses Little Ugg Lay.” I decided to walk in-between them and see what was up with them.
Before I got there a woman (white in her 60’s with obviously artificial brown hair) stopped me “Wait I need to take your blood pressure!” It was harmless and you never know it could become interesting. She put the cuff on my wrist then realized that was not the right place for it and put in on my bicep and pumped it up and started to count.
After she was finished I started to walk to the business men talking in the corner but the oldest one with gray hair said “Don’t.” So I walked a bit and thought about using telekinesis to rip the whole surrounding buildings down for kicks. Then this guy came towards me from that corner, now a little ways away, and said “Now if you don’t behave I will have to throw you out.” “Oh I wish you could throw me out” I said knowing he was no match for me. He then walks up on the wall defying gravity toward me and down on the ground closer to me shocks my arm a tiny bit with a bolt of electricity. I am unfazed. He then shoots a laser at my arm and cuts it open to the muscles inside which would be horrifying if this was not a dream and I was not the indestructible being that I am. Still it is a cool power I suppose. He stormed off.
A couple came out to me and threw down a picnic blanket. I felt their expectation that I was supposed to join them so I sat down and waited for the woman, who looked a lot like Dharma from the TV show Greg and Dharma

(the short haired girl in blond?), put everything in place. Sitting down I didn’t feel like myself any more, it felt a lot like when you wear a mask and you feel the difference of what you are supposed to be. “Wow this is great ain’t it?” I said sarcastically. I didn’t like what I had said but fortunately it was taken as me joking around. The woman put out the food which was the tiniest amounts of food amounting to 3 gray pees and a thumb sized spot of gravy. I then yelled “DON’T TOUCH! I DON’T WANT ANYBODY TO HAVE TOO MUCH!” I was shocked and thought ‘where did that come from?!’ The woman was sitting there in disappointed shock and the guy with us was like with his mouth hanging open. “I didn’t mean that” I muttered, “it’s perfect, it’s just a taste. Just a taste…” Embarrassed and unsure at what just happened I got up and walked off.


Dream 2: First Aid Hero

I was in a large parking lot like out front of a Lowes or WalMart and so I walked into the garden center area these kinds of stores have and someone behind me asked for help. It was a woman about 23 needing to get up high on to the shelved plants up high. She felt like I worked there and I felt that maybe I did in the real world and this was my dream from that life. I helped hook her up to some pipe on the ceiling so she could use it like a zip line but it didn’t work. A female manager came to us and criticized how I attached her to the pipe which made me hate the idea that I may work at a place like this. I thought about several ways to blow the store up but realized that chemical reactions don’t work in this dream world so no real explosion would happen.
‘Screw this’ I thought and headed for the outer fence of the garden center “where you going?” a female voice called out to me from behind, I completely ignored it.
At the fence I flew up a bit and passed through the chain link fence and flew over the parking lot to the woods. I tried to get some more height but could only get as high as the trees which I ran into. Then I saw a very large and pointed hill of dirt and thought ‘well this flat city really does have a “mountain” after all’ I chuckled to myself. I let myself float onto this hill but then saw a lot of ants on the hill, and was for a moment scared that they’d bite me, but remembered they can’t bite me in a dream.
I drifted toward the highway where there were cars and 18-wheelers speeding by. I floated into the traffic but was too high for the cars. Then in another lane 18-wheeler tipped over on its side and skidded my way. I couldn’t get enough height and the truck hit me but I felt no pain it just bumped me up into the air more. Seeing the truck on the side of the road on its side, I flew over and opened the door and went inside to see the driver had a lot of scrapes and a bloody wound on his chest. I spun into hero mode, at least from my certification in First Aid, and dressed his wounds in record time. Then I knew the last instruction is to wait for the emergency crews ‘I did enough here, this was successful, I can go now’ I thought and woke up to record this dream.

01.01.2011

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was climbing across a giant bookshelf (I think there were books but I'm not sure) while a narrator with a really cool voice told me the story of a princess and a prince who had married each other without being in love. To compensate they bought each other really expensive gifts. I could see really expensive jewels in the bookshelf. Later there was a war and the princess divorced the prince and then she married another guy who was a hero. After reaching the end I began climbing across the bookshelf again and heard the first part of the story again but the section where I had been told that the hero had married the princess was now blocked.

Notes: Nice! I didn't expect to remember anything in new year with how little I slept.

Dreamsigns: The narrator, jewels from the story and why was I climbing a bookshelf?

Couldn't write this earlier because I worked but I had a strange dream.

It felt like I was in one of those scary movies where there are people in hiding and others who are searching and want to kill those in hiding.

I was one of the ones in hiding. Sadly, because I went through a whole day of stuff I don't think I can recall all the dream but I just want to get some of it out.

There was a group of people, about 10-12, all different ages and races and somehow we were paired together. We were in hiding because there were people who wanted to kill us. It seemed like 30 Days of Night type deal or The Road but not exactly because there were still others living in the world quite normally that we occasionally came into contact with.

Right now all I can remember was being in a house where the windows and doors were blocked with whatever we could find, sheets, tables, blankets, boxes, anything. We were trying to keep ourselves safe so we never turned on lights.

It was day light at one point and I remember barely peaking out a part of the window, making sure it was safe. The house was just sad. We were all sitting around just waiting for when it was okay to move to the next place.

Something went wrong. All I remember was us rushing as fast as we could to get on a bus, but it wasn't really a bus. More like a tour bus/the bus from Harry Potter. I was standing outside of the bus handing little children from their parents up into the bus while my boyfriend was sitting in the driver seat, but he wasn't my rl boyfriend. As I'm pushing people onto the bus faster and faster I can see the bad people coming. My boyfriend is yelling at me to get on the bus but I wont. I have to make sure that everyone is safe.

At the last possible moment I am able to get on the bus and we speed away as fast as we can. While sitting in the seat behind the driver seat i place my hand on my dream boyfriends shoulder and he grabs it tightly for a minute before returning to the steering wheel.

We drive for what seems like a short while but somehow we're safe. We're at the next area and my dream boyfriend walks out of the car into the house and starts getting people in. After everyone is situated he sits on a chair and pulls me to sit on his lap. His hands grab my face in a somewhat rougher manner but its because he was afraid. He says "This life is miserable as it is. You can't do that again. I couldn't continue without you. We (looks around) wouldn't continue without you" and then he kisses me.

I woke shortly after that and rushed to work.

What an intense dream.

I sat in the back seat to the right. My mom sat on the left side and my dad probably at the driver's seat to the left. It was pretty dark outside. My brother was in the car too I think. We stopped next to a girl/woman which was a mess. I opened my door and asked her if she needed help. She didn't respond. I noticed her hands were tied behind her back with some cheap wire. She was a mess. Then a crazy man ran to us and I figured she had been raped and had fled. The man was bald and totally nuts. He looked kind of like a Nazi and he had a knife or some weapon. I think my brother and dad ran out to distract him. They ran in a circle behind the car.
I acted. My mom didn't do a thing. I climbed over her and then jumped into the driver's seat. I managed to get the car going. I drove left and turned so I faced the mad man. He ran towards me. I drove forward and he bounced up on the windshield and landed on the roof.

The next dream was set at the same place. Will and I were going to take a bus (I've been at his place on "Öland" for a week and we took the bus.) but we realized that very late. There was a big stair like in Rocky when he trains and then the bus was between two small hills with trees on. We saw the bus and Will said like "Isn't that our bus?" and I was like "Yeah, shit!" and we ran. I did something with my feet so I could "slide" down the stairs and then I gained a lot of momentum so I "flew" over a big table down the stairs and then I had to turn right to the bus. Will made it there before me so we were safe.

I also had a cool first person CS game with some friends. It wasn't really CS but it was awesome. They were much more experienced than me. I did something awesome though. I balanced a thing which was going to crush you in the beginning (hard to explain) and ran with that thing. Like walking with a ladder. I looked like a transformer. Well a lot of pretty cool and strange fighting scenes. I had a cool knifing fight.
I told one of the guys earlier that I had dreamed about him and that he had been awesome in the dream (not sex). I had that dream a couple of days earlier and he had sat in a corner of a aircraft and shot like 6 people in the head with a pistol. Then I told him that in this dream...
Later in the CS dream I was going to remake the game but I was too noobish. Another game started. It was Diablo related. It told a story and it was really lame but still cool that I created it (It was pictures with speech). It was a little boy and his father talking. The father told the little boy that he could play high up in a tree or something. The boy said that mom didn't want him to play up there. The father told him it would be their secret. The boy smiled and climbed up. Then in the next picture he was all like he had been dead for 20 years(zombie) and was hanging by the throat between two branches. His mom and dad were the same and his mother became demon like and had claws. She raged and and turned the father into a beast. A werewolf. That's how the werewolves lore played out in my mind.

Note: A few more fragments of dreams from last night…

*Government Goons*
I was flying around, it seemed like I was continuing the previous dream. I still didn't realize it was a dream. I felt like I had spent quite some time using these powers I had discovered to help everyone. I had averted several disasters, stopped some assholes from releasing a bio-toxin that would have killed every living thing within a 100 mile radius of where it was released, cleaned up some pollution that was harming a group of whales and sunk a whaling boat… basically I had earned myself quite a name (even though they didn't even know my name) as a hero all around that planet. I received a call from help from a building, something about setting off a dirty bomb… so I went to check it out. When I got there, however, there was no bomb, no threat, just a bunch of idiots in suits. Government lackeys. One of them said he hadn't known how else to get me to come. I was annoyed at him for the false alarm. He said he had to talk to me, it was important. I figured I'd listen a bit… He continued talking and basically said he wanted me to work for the government. Um… no. I said I would like for him go over to the window I had broken to get in and jump out, but was that likely to happen? The office was on the 54th floor of a skyscraper… The man said for me to be reasonable, there was a lot of money in it for me. Money? He was pissing me off. I wasn't interested in money! What would I need money for? I told the jerk to go fuck himself. I headed for the broken window. The man was behind me, demanding that I stop. He grabbed my robes (I was dressed as an Assassin) as I was taking flight, lost his balance, and fell out of the window. I realized that when I heard him screaming on his way down. I looked just in time to see him hit the ground with a sickening THUD noise. He was, of course, dead. So he had walked to the broken window and jumped out after all…

*Eegee's Pub*
I was on the street in a downtown area. It was a normal looking city, could have easily been any city in the US or in multiple places around the world. I was feeling kind of hungry. I wanted something to eat. I went around a corner and I spotted an Eegee's sandwich shop there. A nice sub sandwich sounded good. I looked in my pocket and saw that I had some money in my pocket. I had a twenty dollar bill, so I went into the Eegee's to get some food. Inside the restaurant I looked around at the posted ads on the walls to see what kind of sandwich looked good. I was wondering what drink I wanted with it. I saw a poster for drinks. There were several kids holding various alcoholic drinks. I saw my mother was in the Eegees. I asked her if kids should be used to advertise alcohol? My mom said it was no big deal since the kids were drinking the virgin forms of the drinks.

*We All Scream for Ice Cream*
I was in a mansion. It was clearly obvious that the people living there had a lot of money. Everything was so fancy. I wondered why I was there. I wasn't lucid, and I was hoping I wouldn't get in trouble for trespassing. A man came downstairs. He looked right at me… then away. Either my presence there was completely acceptable or he didn't see me at all somehow. I followed him. He went into a dining room. He sat down at the end of a large dining table with two children. A boy and a girl. He rang a bell, and a maid brought them ice cream sundaes. Those looked delicious. The man passed one to each child, kept one, then asked the maid what she had brought for herself. She looked confused. The man said in this job, she would have to get used to things. When he asked for food to be prepared, she was automatically invited to join them in eating it. The hired help was always invited to take meals with the family. The more, the merrier, was what he always said. The maid looked a bit uneasy, but she went and brought back a sundae for herself. She sat down with the others to eat it. At first she looked really uneasy, but soon all four of them were talking like a happy family.

It was then that I noticed a little girl hiding behind the curtain at the far end of the room. I immediately knew she was an orphan. She was hiding in the walls and attic of the house for shelter, stealing food from the family to eat… but what she really wanted was a family. So she just stood there, looking longingly at the happy family eating ice cream, silently crying. I was also certain that if the man were to see her he would welcome her to the table to share ice cream with them. I found out no one could see me at all… but I could have some effect on things. Just enough to create a draft which blew the curtains away from the little girl, revealing her hiding place. The man spotted her, and she immediately looked terrified. The man took what was left of his sundae with him and slowly approached the girl. He was trying to coax her out. He finally set the dish of ice cream down and backed away, still encouraging the girl to come out.