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Ghost dream
There is something involving ghosts happening. I feel an intense fear at some point. Towards the end of the dream one of my cats, Dori, apparently tells me about how she just thought ghosts approached her and it seems she is traumatized.

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- There is also a memory associated that is likely to be related to another dream. There is a bunch of dreams that I keep remembering from months to many years ago, usually with recurring places. Maybe I should just document those as well under unknown date?
Well, the memory is that of a dark corridor. I might have been exploring some sort of cellar of a school or something, and there is an intense and totally unnaturally sinister feeling associated with it. I've explored this across many dreams multiple times, and it's always been associated with a strong curiosity but a deep sinister feeling breaking my courage and me stopping my attempt and getting out of the strange, windy, and tight cellar at the last moment before something would've caught me, and always shutting an extremely thick, heavy steel door with a sort of airtight turning mechanism. But honestly, I can't say I don't like these dreams. Nightmares are more interesting than anything for me, there's always something interesting going on, and it's rare something actually scares me in any way I wouldn't want.

I was playing a high-speed video game as Alexander (main char from King's Quest VI). The rule of the current room was simple, but intense: Damaging lightning would spawn just in front of me in the direction I was moving, about once every second. I caught on to the pattern, and zig-zagged to counter it, occasionally messing up and getting hit. The floor was blue and had a shallow depth of standing water. This is all I remember.

Honestly one of my favorite dreams of the year! It was so vivid and memorable and I woke up kind of wanting to make a book out of it! I loved it.

Ashley and I get caught up in this guy's attempt to outsmart the mob. He had a flash drive and he's trying to get it to someone else (not sure why, I get the idea there's some sensitive content?) and we have to help and stay with him for our own safety. It's never explained but I get the feel that we accidentally know too much; the people hunting us don't care we shouldn't be involved, and they'll kill us for what we know and to get to the flash drive.

We are on the run, having left our lives behind. Again it's not mentioned but it's just the feel that I get. We've reached New York - our destination - and we're outside a public library. We're trying to get money from some machine, change from dollars so we can make a call. Mob guy gets a few quarters from a stranger while we're fighting with the machine, and he goes off and makes a phone call to verify where we meet the other person. This person is gonna take the flashdrive and take the blame from us. We'll be free, able to go back to our own lives.

Apparently the call he makes was traced. He tells one of us to watch him, and if he gives the signal were being watched, we need to run for our own safety. Turns out he's in love with one of us, don't remember which one, and he wants to protect us more than the flash drive now. I volunteer to watch while Ash finds us an escape route.

Now it's kinda blurry. He's approached by someone and a lady comes up to me asking if I've seen her son. While I'm distracted the mob guy disappears. I look up, hes gone, and I panic. I run back for Ash and I'm not sure exactly what happens. It gets a little choppy. I remember running through the library. I remember thinking it was a false alarm and then somehow we're actually being chased by police. We find a little boy, maybe the same one the woman asked about? And I remember thinking that he's caught in all of this now too and we're gonna get him killed.

At the end of the dream we've jumped ahead a few years. I've broken away from Ash and the guy (I think she's who he fell in love with). I'm gonna go design candles and alarm systems (?) and apparently I'm the one who invents Scentsy. Apparently the company I run off to join is part of the mob and I don't know it yet. I'm about to close a deal for the company and I'm faced with this mob guy; the one that I suddenly realize is who we were gonna give the flashdrive to. He set us up and he's what caused us to run that day in New York.

I panic; I somehow know it's him, and he recognizes me. He grins at me. I can't run now, and I don't have original mob guy or Ashley to help me now. I wake up with a start and an urge to run to New York and start a really weird business.

Dream - Lucid

I dreamed a little more than this last night, but I really felt the need to record these, as they were quite vivid, the second one also being very intense.

I was teaching at a summer school/camp with my friend Rachel, who is also pregnant. Her baby had a rare birth defect where its heart was developing outside the body (this is a real thing btw for those who aren't aware). She and I were sitting together and she started crying. I closed my eyes and felt so sad for her. I put my hand on her leg. I believe I may have even shed a tear. I asked her about the operations they would have to do on the baby. The sadness I felt for her was very intense.

We were all assigned one child for the program. They would actually live with us (and apparently I lived at my parents' old house with them). Mine was a little blonde girl in the 5th grade.

The program's classes were divided into grade levels. Both Rachel and I's kids were in the 5th grade level. The classes were held outside in these station/kiosk type things. I saw my child playing there. I then had to pee so I went to the bathroom. The stall was like a port-o-john but only had a small, narrow place to sit and a narrow hole to go in. It was built for kids, and I "remembered" this from when I was at this same school as a child. I started to go but was peeing on the floor. I adjusted and peed on my underwear. They were soaked by the time I was done so I took them off and threw them in the garbage. I then heard people outside. A young female teacher saw the pee on the floor coming out from underneath the stall. She assumed the toilet had been backed up and overflowed and I let her think that, as I didn't want to tell her that I peed everywhere. She got a plunger-type thing and started to plunge it. Dirty, poopy water came out and splashed me in the face; I guess it was backed up.

I then was walking back to the play areas outside with the teacher; it looked to be evening outside. I was telling her that I had never planned on becoming a teacher, but I was excited to start my real teaching job in the fall.

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I was in what was my mom's car in a parking lot at night with my brother. We were parked but I'm not sure why. Both of our parents were dead; they had died not long ago in the dream, maybe days or weeks prior. We now were using their car.

These two college-aged white guys came up to the car and started trying to harass us into letting them in. They wanted to rob us. We locked the doors and wouldn't let them in. They started to laugh and got an ax and baseball bat and took them to our tires. Whatever, we were still safe. I saw and heard glass breaking as they did this, but I wasn't sure what it was coming from. We watched these douche canoes fuck up our car. I kept thinking about our parents, and how empty it felt without them.

I then decided to call 911. My brother was just going to call the police, but I felt we needed urgent help. I misdialed it at first, dialing 912 or something instead, and then redialed and was given hold music. I didn't care, I'd wait if I had to.

My brother then had to get out of the car for some reason; I think the cops were there. The guys saw the opportunity and tried to get in the unlocked door, but I locked it and the back door (which was also unlocked for some reason) quickly, before they could get in. They were mad, and I gave them two birdies, one with each hand. This infuriated them, and one pulled a gun on me and started to shoot. He hit me in the neck multiple times. I saw the hole in the barrel light up with each shot, and felt the shock of being hit. I was in shock, surprised that he had actually opened fire. He seemed surprised as well that he had actually shot me. I was holding my neck and saw a cop in the back window. I held my hand out to him and he reached back to me.

I then was out of the car, I think with my brother, walking to an ambulance. I was getting dizzy and woozy from loss of blood. We walked by the guys who tormented us; they were sitting on a curb smoking (at least one was smoking) while police searched their car. I hoped they were going to get arrested. I was then laid on a gurney on the back to the ambulance, which was actually on an open trailer being pulled behind it. I heard them say they could see my bone and my heart, which is how bad the wound was. I was then being driven with my neck wrapped up tight in a scarf. No one was back there with me.

Bold is me, italics is a wolf girl I ran into..





I guess I have no choice do I? *Sitting down on what appeared to be a stone bench in a cabin*

Of course not. *walking toward me to sit beside me*

well you obviously notice I'm not normal so I guess I have to confess.

We've known each other for months now, Why can't you tell me?

Well because I thought if I did, You might claw my insides out.

Is It that bad?

It could be to you.

It won't be

It might

Tell me please, I saw it. Whatever you did back at the village was definitely something none of us have seen before. Is it really that hard to te-

Anathema. *I stand up slowly*

What?

I am an Anathema.

Bu-But impossible, those people are-

*I turn around and look at her. She looked in my eyes. Apparently they were different then before. Everything grew much more clear.*

H-How? I thought....They were extinct...

Not all of them. My family still live. However only me and my sister remain now.

I just..don't know what to... *The look on her face, confusion, and a tinge of anger*

I know my people...they slaughtered most of your kind years ago. So I understand your rage... I understand you want to now grip my neck and rip my throat out.

*she looks up at me with her eyes glowing an alarming yellow. her teeth showing. She wants to*

I want to...You lied...

I know.

WHY!? *Jumps up from the bench, with tears in her eyes.

To protect you, I didn't wan-

All you did was corrected my thoughts! Your kind....All they do is cause pain! What did my kind ever do to yours!? What did we do to deserve such mass genocide...

*All I can do is just look at her. Her eyes giving tears, her voice cracking in each scream she let out into words.*

TELL ME!

I don't know, I wish I knew...But let me ask you a question before you sink your claws in me.

I don't want to listen to your questions. I just want you-

Do you think someone like me would commit such things like my people?

*Long silence*

WELL! Because obviously your quick to blame your best friend! This is why I did not want to tell you. I knew even if you were close to me, You will still find somewhere in your heart to resent me because of the past. Something I wasn't even born in, I only knew about it! So how can you think of killing me!? Do you now just see me like them?

No, I just-

Forget it! I'm wasting time. Len and Griffith are still back in that war. I have to leave. *Walking away from her*

No please...you'll die.

Isn't that what you want. For me, an Anathema, to cease to exist finally?

NO!

Either way, I need to know if they are okay. *Opening a door*

NO NO! I wont let you go out there, You know you won't survive! Why do you choose to do these irrational actions!?

Cause I'm the only that can survive this!

You won't survive against Enon! You know that! Stop being arrogant!

*She continues to grab my arm to pull me back. There is so much intensity and fiery tension, even then, I almost walk out until...*

You know your saving an Anathema from certain death.

I know.

Why?

Why?

Yes.

BECAUSE I LOVE YOU! I can't kill you because I adore you! Even though you are an Anathema, you are still someone I care about! Im sorry okay, I just let my emotions slip out! do you know what it feels like to lose so many friends to-

*I just grabbed her and kiss her. She hesitates to reciprocate at first but soon follows through and holds me as well.*

I just wanted to hear those words....Cause I wanted to love you this whole time, Because I'm sure everyone you use to love is gone. So I just...

I...need you. I don't want to go out there. They will be fine, I'm sure of it. *Her head on my chest. The amount of emotions I'm feeling is just...*

I still need to.

But...

I promise...I will be back here. I won't be long.

.....Just get back as soon as possible, please

I will.

*I kiss her forehead. and then the dream fades.*


For a non-lucid, this was such an emotional and intense dream. I only wrote down the dialogue because that was literally all I cared about. Just the amount of feelings that were going off, and I just felt such a connection to this beautiful wolf girl, like we been through thick and thin. I had no idea about the plot or any of the names mentioned, I felt like I was watching, but from a First person perspective. I woke up just feeling so sad, cause I think I really left her and I will never see her. I could just tell her bond to me was very sincere. It seems short, but trust me, it felt way longer.

Either way, It was a very memorable and great dream.

January, 2014

review: me and sis create an intense pool

Creating a Pool
Me and sis were digging up a giant ditch and gossiping about how awesome this pool is going to be. Creating a pool by scratch in a dream is easy, things just happen as you talk about it.

In moments the muddy ditch was filled with stone and mortar. I start working on the floor, it has a giant crack! The water is just going to seep through and under it. But moments later the pool is filled with water anyways.

I swim in my pool, enjoying the fruit of my hard work. I double check the the filters, are they running okay? Sis on the other hand was double checking the whirlpool mechanism.

At first the waves were subtle. But then the waves became so intense I was hanging onto the ledge for my life! "TURN OFF THE WHIRLPOOL!". Sis turns it off and the pool slowly calms down. Men interrupt us and I woke up shortly after.

Galantamine Dreams

I just had a series of false awakenings/Dreams that took me deeper than anything ive experienced before. I've recently been trying out the Galantamine/Choline combo from Dreamamins over the past week, and while I haven't become lucid while on them yet I always have false awakenings and intense Dreams anyway. What follows is the most intense series of Dreams and false awakenings I've had to date. What I've written is only what I could remember because by the time the last one was over, the first had already begun to fade from memory. I must admit that I felt a little trapped, like I was unable to wake from these Dreams but I kept trying, hence the amount of false awakenings. I liked it, It felt like separate lives...

In the first, I Dreamt that I was following Jeremy Renner around because he was some kind of secret agent. I don't remember exactly what happened anymore but I do remember that at one point he was being hunted by the Russian government, and at some point we walked into a room that had several people strapped to gurneys, all of them bled out and dead. There were two Russians in the room, I was given the impression that one was a doctor and the other was simply a killer. When I first walked in, i saw a larger man twitching on the gurney closest to me as though he weren't quite dead, but dying, and about six others who were dead. I also saw the killer Russian bent over a last victim slicing open their neck. As soon as they saw us, I became Jeremy Renner, or I should say, the secret agent. The Russian had two scalpels, but they were larger than they should've been and he came at me yelling and extremely intimidating. I found that at that moment I had two knives as well and we began to fight. He sliced and jabbed at me and I managed to deflect and protect myself rather expertly. This went on for a good minute and I began to think about the fight too much, and he sliced one of my hands forcing me to drop the knife. Then he tackled me and bit a chunk of my ear off, and the Dream went black, but I didn't wake up.

The next thing I remember is being in some kind of basement where people were working on something I'm still not sure of, but I remember there being farm animals there. I remember washing my hands with bloody plastic gloves on, and I remember seeing the smallest giraffe and gorilla ever. I mean tiny, just about a foot and a half tall, and they looked like they were made out of arts and crafts decorations but they were moving. I thought to myself how cute they were and that my girlfriend would want to see them so I tried to take a pic, but the other people there said that pics weren't allowed so I didn't take any, I just pet them. I was also warned that the giraffe bites, so I was trying to be careful with it, but every time I tried to pet his head he tried to take a piece of my finger off. Little bastard. Then I "woke" from this Dream.

I awoke to our bedroom and was a little disappointed that my Galantamine hadn't helped me to become lucid, again. I remember that I turned on the radio and started blasting P.O.D.'s here comes the boom out the window in response to our new neighbors being noisy jackasses. Then I remember my girl being in the next room and coming in to talk to me. Now, when I fell asleep before all these Dreams, my girls mom was supposed to come home for lunch while my girl is at work, this confused me because her mom wasn't home and she was, so I asked her what was up with that. She said she didn't know where her mom was and was carrying a pair of scissors in her hand. She was walking away from me and reached for something on the dresser, which I snatched from her fearing that she had done away with her mom and I was next. Tis isn't something I actually fear in real life but somehow was a concern in the Dream. When I grabbed it, it was the size of one of those poppers kids get that they throw at stuff, and it said TNT on it. The Dream faded and I was laying in bed.

The next Dream I remember was odd too but not so much. I had a false awakening and thought I woke up from the last Dream and that I was in bed. I even remember looking at the clock and seeing the time correctly, it was about where it should have been. The next thing I remember I was on the balcony of our apartment with the iPad, writing like I do, and our new neighbors were being jackasses again and he was messing with his truck for whatever reason. They like to do doughnuts in the middle of the night, but this time he did something else, he just peeled out and tried to take off but something, probably me, made his truck flip over. It landed on its top and was smashed to shit, I loved it. I loudly proclaimed YES! when this happened. I remember him getting out of the truck and he started yelling at me and I told him that's what he got for being a stupid jackass and that the next time it happened it hoped he didn't walk away from it. At this point he went into his apartment and I realized that I wasn't alone, there were people everywhere inside my own apartment. It was like our two apartments weren't separated anymore and every annoying jackass he hung out with was now sitting at my dining table, watching my tv, and standing on my balcony! My balcony was also smaller all of a sudden and I had to magically work my way around the other fools there to get inside. I even remember wanting to tell some dude to get out of my chair, but I didn't. When I made it to the kitchen, I saw my neighbor sitting there, crying. I went to go talk to him and I put my hand on his back and asked him why he was so upset, just to be nice, and he ended up asking me if I wanted to go outside and play racquetball with him to make him feel better. I said yes but that I would have to go put my IPad away and get my racquet. I stepped into the room that I thought was mine to discover a couple in there, under the covers, doing things.... I immediately told them to get out because I was certain I was in the right place and this was just too much. Then I took a look around and realized that it wasn't my room after all! I apologized profusely to them and grabbed my IPad before heading out. I was incredibly confused by this, I had no idea what was going on anymore, so i left the apartment completely to see if I was even in the right one. Turns out I really was next door, but the outside of the doors were decorated for Christmas... I knocked on our apartment and my girls mom answered in her robe. I asked her what month it was, and she told me it was November. She told me this as I walked into the apartment, and my neck was scratched by the wreath we had on the door. All at once I began to have trouble breathing, couldn't fathom that I had lost six months time, and dropped to my knees in disbelief at everything that had happened. This is when I finally awoke and realized that everything that had just happened, all four or five Dreams, had been just that. In less than 90 minutes.

I should mention that absolutely none of the reality checks that I tried worked, I did ask myself several times during the course of these Dreams if I was Dreaming. I was fooled every time. I think that since perhaps the Galantamine makes me more aware, my Dreams respond in kind. They are made more believable, to a point. If I was a master at ADA, then I would've had no problem becoming lucid, but for the level I'm currently at it was enough to trick me.

After a routine awakening I tried to go back to sleep. After a few minutes, without warning, a bat flew across my head and screeched. I noticed that I was now completely paralyzed. As my vision faded to black, I thought that I was dying. Instead, I woke up with my head under my sheets.

Gamzee has gone sober.
And I was there.
He was horrifying. It was sickenly vivid. I saw everything. Everything that he did to those trolls. Like Nepeta.
This was honestly a weird dream. I never really get dreams about homestuck, cartoons, animes, game, and stuff like that.
I ended up with Karkat. We were hiding together, in a cold and dark cave. He was telling me that it was all my fault. My fault then we ended up here. He was clearly stressed out. We hated each other, really. We heard the honking of the horns, and I saw Gamzee's feet. The honking got more aggressive. For a split second, in my view, everything was sketchy and Gamzee was just... terrifying. Blood of all colors were on his face, all over his body. Karkat came closer to me, and tried to use me as a shield. I refused. Gamzee limped closer to use and we backed away. Then it was that moment. Things were eerie and sketchy. Blood was dripping from the walls of the caves. The blood was all over my shirt. It was on my face. It was buried in my nails that made me think, did I claw them, or something?
Then everything was back to normal. But Gamzee was closer to Karkat. Right up to his face. He was about to throw the bat at him. Behind Karkat was a deep pit from my point of view. He was on the edge and almost fell off. Karkat was crying.
Here we go again. The walls and floors, even the ceilings were painted in bright and dark colors. Every single color of the trolls. Of the rainbow. I honestly thought it was pretty. It lasted more than the last few times it happened...
I quickly ran to them, and pushed Gamzee off of the cliff.
Don't know why. Don't know how. Something, someone forced me. I saw grey, transparent arms grasping my arms and leg, pushing me over to him, forcing against my will to push him.
KK curled up in a ball, hugging his knees, and started to cry.
This mode didn't stop.
For the rest of the dream, everything was weird. It was eerie, and sketchy. Everything was scribbled.
Everything looked like it wasn't worth my time.

So this is my first post to my Dream Journal.

I have many dreams each night, all of which I remember. Sometimes its LC, but haven’t quite gotten to the point of developing skills for exploring it. But each dream always leaves quite an impression on me.

Last day I went to bed around 11, after taking some ZMA. This drug helps me restore muscle tissue better after intense workout which I did yesterday, also its known for causing vivid dreams. Also had a tool for android that register REM state through motion, and is making me aware during sleep.

Found myself drifting in and out through different states of dream places during the first 1-2 hours during night. Like almost awake and yet deeply emerged into the dream plane. During this time I had all sorts of dream scenes that I experienced such as; Dystopia society – dark and batman like with akira (comic book) sense to it. Fighting monsters and saving my family. Another dream im an aviator having insane air battles in a small room, became aware here for a short time and tried to control the environment. During these different dream scenes I would awake between each, but not in my bed, but simply awake someplace in another dream - where I would also lay someplace and listening to some music.. Notices that the playlist had small soundtracks to it.. Noticed some named aviation thing, another an apple (inventor) thing... Saw different ones, but kept falling in.. Didn’t quite remember all of the smaller dreams.

There was a dream theme throughout the dreams though, the characters that were present to me, was part of my family and known people in different senses.. But they all seemed different - strange and kind of creepy. Kept having doubts and sort of got aware of my dream state through that notion.. But dreams just kept on going.. I then had a huge gap of forgotten dream, until a point were I am in my apartment with 8-10 family members. They all seemed strange and at that time I started to become more and more aware that I was dreaming, kept shouting at em' that I wanted the truth of who they were and that I was aware of them as being a dream character.

Then suddenly the dream took quite a dramatic turn. The people gathered in a small group and said to each other that they had to take action or something similar. And the next thing that happens, they disappear and I hear the ground shaking. I run out to my porch and look out over the water to the other side of the lake. And saw a HUGE spaceship, more intense and unimaginable that ive ever seen in a movie, take off. leaving the other side of the city filled with smoke and debris. The water started rising and soon found the yard and roads filled with 2 meters of water.. Rescue teams were sent for us, and first of I refused to leave my animals and started to pack.
Called my family which were in another part of the country, asking what is going on. I remember at that time that I took a picture of the spaceship, and send the picture to them. From this point on, I packed more.. neighbors came and we finally left my apartment, while the sky and surrounding were filled with water and a scary visual impressions..

Then the alarm clock woke me up.. Took me quite some time to realize what had just happened.. still kinda confused right now.

So I recently caught a sickness over the weekend, and that probably caused a dream that actually made sense AND was fun.


I was at my friend's house, in the back yard, which was a forest of tall pine trees with little sun coming in from the top. The forest floor was completely blanketed with pine needles, and some other foresty things. This area of the neighborhood was a popular place to build tree houses, I could count at least three from the back yard.

We walked around, talking mostly about Minecraft I'd imagine, since we were both addicts. Then My friend paused, and so did I, as a group of knife-wielding people walked into the yard from around the corner of the house. There were about three, walking in a triangle, the one in the center leading them.

"That's John," My friend whispered, referring to the leader.

John approached him and pushed him out of the way, onto the ground. None of the group seemed to acknowledge me. John picked up a bronze horse bust from the ground. "This looks important," He noted, and walked off with it.

The dream transitioned to inside of the house, in a blank hallway with guns laying on the ground. A rifle, sniper, pistol, shotgun, and SMG. We were arming ourselves for a second encounter. My friend took a pistol and SMG, and I took the shotgun and sniper.

We were outside again, and my friend was tweaking around with the SMG.
"Look," He said. "I made it work." I didn't know it was broken, but then I remembered a false memory of it being broke. He shot it into the ground to demonstrate, but it was so inaccurate he had to hold the weapon sideways in order to make it fire in front of him.

I heard voices from the front yard of the house.

"Looks like we're being hunted," my friend said. He moved to to the corner, and gestured for me to follow.

We heard laughter from the other side of the corner.

"Ha, they think we cant see them." John said, moving out from the corner, with a pistol. He now had five people following him. My friend moved out first, targeting some of John's followers, kicking one in the face.

I rolled closer to John.

"Gentlemen," I said, striking the pistol out of his hand as I rose. I primed the shotgun and pointed the barrel at his face.

John smirked. "You wouldn't."
I considered this. I moved the barrel to his shoulder and squeezed the trigger.

Click.

John laughed.
"Crap," I mentioned, and simply hit him over the head with the shotgun, knocking him out. I pushed his body aside before it finished falling. I zigzagged forward, striking somebody who was aiming a pistol at me in a nerve, and then kicked him in the solar plexus, just to be safe.

I was teleported to one of tree houses, which was little more than a platform. I was laying down, aiming with my sniper. My friend had taken down one, and the remaining two were trying to surround him. I sniped one in the thigh, and he tipped over. Knowing I'd soon be noticed by the other, I abandoned by sniper, unclipped my shot gun from my belt. There was a zip line to the tree a few meters to my left. I got a running start and jumped towards the zip line, narrowly catching it. I grabbed both ends of my shotgun and used it to slide down. Halfway to the end, I released my grip, did a flip towards the enemy, twirled, still in the air, and kicked him across the face, propelling him several meters.

I landed on my feet, panting. My stomach muscles tensed. I said something witty, which I forgot, and the dream ended.

I was in a tight glass cage in someone's room. Someone was staring at me like this:

I was banging on the glass trying to get out, and more people kept crowding around the cage, with the same intense face...

10/17/10
My dreaming was pretty intense.

At one point I was in a bed. There's a female with me, a friend, I think. I cannot see. Then I am aware of several males around me. They are pinching me, hard. I do not like it. I squirm away. I know that the female friend has arranged this. I am betrayed. Somehow I can see again. I am angry. The friend says something like, "Come on, it's not like was going to let them rape you or something." I have the leg of a chair. I start whacking people in the head and neck. I succeed in hitting some of them and they all go away.

Not sure what quite happened next.

This may be a separate dream-- not sure -- but then I was with 2 friends, one in a wheel chair. We are trying to find a car. One large white sedan appears.. it has three seats across the front, plenty of room. But when we get in it later it only has 2 seats.

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Commentary:
Something significant about the first part of the dream is that I fought people and actually landed blows, and perhaps even won the fight. Usually when I am fighting I can't land a punch or other blow, and I definitely lose the fight.

I also remember detail about the table leg I used-- it was similar to the legs of the small chairs from my mom's house. Tan color, with rounded ridges. Maybe 18 inches long.

There were 5 males and 1 female (the friend).

I didn't recognize any of them from my waking life. I don't remember much about what they looked like, actually.

This happened to me this night, it was pretty special. That morning I felt a bit weird, unsurprisingly enough. I wonder if I was at the verge of some "good" sleep state. Here goes:

I was sitting at a table in a restaurant (I think), outside together with some other people, don't remember who they were. A woman performing tricks or something (you know, the kind of type that walks up to tables and tries to sell stuff) sold/did something for some of the others. She then came and asked if I wanted to. I'm not sure if I hesitated at first, but then she said that the only thing I had to do in return was to look her in the eyes.

I think she had curly, long hair and freckles in her face. Anyway.. The moment we looked in each other's eyes, her eyes turned black and I got this extreme sensation.. if I could describe it it would be like a huge amount of energy went through your entire body, continuously. I knew that I wanted it, although it was a bit uncontrollable. I was jerked out of sleep (my upper body was jumping up), but the feeling was still not gone, only subsiding. I tried going back to sleep and cultivate the sensation. I managed to increase it a bit once or twice but in the end it got away.

I've experienced that sensation once or twice before, but don't remember when. My question is; could this have been the beginning of an astral projection or something similar? If so, how can I best control it once it's starting?

Damn crazy ass dream - it was like enemy of the state.

I was runnin away from the FBI or something and I was on this multiple story building in NY but two agents who were pretending to be a couple spotted me so I ran down the stairs and then took the elevator back up to escape them but I almost got caught. Then I see some dude bring up a wounded dude from the bottom and I'm like they must have shot him instead. So I get back down to the street and get in my car with the "device" I posess which looks like a teapot but it's got electronics in it.

I speed away but I feel like I am being followed so I pull over and the alleged follower drives away. So then I just get out to a flowerpot on someones porch and pretend to water their plants like all I have is a water spout or whatever. But then this guy on a bike pulls up right next to me, like I'm on the porch and he pulls up right next to the house and starts looking at my teapot and I look and some of the wires are sticking out. But I look at him suspiciously and he waits for a fast car to pass him and pulls away. He was probably just letting that car pass. Yeah right.

I hop back into my car and pull up to a car driving on the road - it's my rednevouz homie (like gene Hackman from enemy of the state) but his car is barely moving, the engine is stalling like the battery is dead. So I ask him "What's wrong??" and he says "the battery's not dead. That's what's wrong" and so I immediately understand, clutch the device, and make a U turn out of the far-right lane the opposite way. I have to go get away from the homie cause he's being followed and his car was hacked. The only reason a car would be slowing down like that is battery loss and he said the battery wasn't dead. (This right here was a really big climax of the dream lol. I understood that my homie who I've been considering the safety is compromised and that I'm really on my own...)

I was headed directly to the building I just came from with the FBI agents, who I would probably have to confront but then... my grandma called and woke my ass up. Crazy ass dream... Specially when I asked gene Hackman "what's wrong??" and he says "the battery's not dead" that shit was crazy!! Haha