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I was at the ocean. I think I had given my brother a small video camera that you could clip on.
I was on my computer, watching what the video camera saw. I trained the camera on a young lady
riding a surf board in on her stomach.

I looked for the camera to see how I could look down and point and zoom in exactly where I wanted.
I found the camera was clipped onto a sailboat. I have a friend who's father just bought a 24' sailboat for my friend to stay on in San Francisco.

I was able to control the camera, and zoomed in on the surfer. She was wearing a read bikini. I tried
to see her breasts, but no luck. Then I checked out some other ladies, but couldn't see anything there
either.

Then I was in a lake. I was holding on to a jeep that was floating in the water like a dock. The water
under the jeep was cold. Someone was poking fun at me because I needed to hold on to the jeep. I can swim, but I don't like the water. I wasn't really upset by the guy, but I decided to show him I could swim.

I gave him a waterproof, handheld video camera and told him to video me. I gave him time to hit the play button, but I almost dove off before he had time to record me. I gave him just a second, then without
hesitation I did a back dive into the water. Very uncharacteristic of me in waking life.

I seemed do dive down really deep. I had plenty of breath, but got nervous anyway. As I swam, I felt my body at an angle like I never started to level off or head back up, so I started swimming upward to get air.
I swam and swam and started getting nervous. Finally I did come up for air, but that is where the dream ended.

April 30, 2011
Lucid Dream 224: The Best Kind of Slushie
Series: Sexcapades, Episode 7
DILD
around 3:00pm



I was sitting in my living room and I thought that I saw a vacant chair move on its own. I stared at it for a moment and determined that my eyes were playing tricks on me. I stood up and out of the corner of my eye, I saw the chair slide out of my vision. I quickly turned my head and saw the chair sliding down the hallway. I freaked out a little and thought I was being haunted. I heard a dog barking outside of my front door. I turned around and saw a black demon-like dog. I took off running for my gun. I grabbed it, turned, and shot the dog between the eyes as it was leaping toward me. The dog crumbled at my feet. I thought, "Wait a second...a bullet can't kill a demon-dog." I kicked the dead dog a few times, but it didn't move. I thought about the events that had just occurred and suspected I was dreaming. I performed a nose pinch RC to confirm.

Several more demon dogs had entered the house, but I ignored them. I dove headfirst through the sliding glass door and took flight. I flew over a couple mountains and picked up some massive speed. I found myself flying over a highway. No matter which direction I flew, I couldn't get away from the highway. Knowing I wasn't going to make it anywhere, I decided to get some help from a DC. I landed beside the road, stuck out my thumb, and began hitchhiking. The first vehicle that passed just stared at me and never slowed. I wanted to attack him, but I decided not to. Another car approached and I could see them slowing down. It was an SUV. They stopped and the passenger opened the door. It was an older lady in her 50s and the driver appeared to be her husband. She told me to get in the front seat with her. I jumped in and said, "You guys are on your way to the party aren't you?" The nodded and the woman immediately began unzipping my pants. I figured, "F*** it," and I let the older lady suck me dry. During this I had a false awakening.

I woke up in the back seat of my car. I immediately knew I was still dreaming and was surprised at the strange location for my false awakening. I melted through the front windshield and took flight. I flew for a bit until I saw a lake below. I put my arms tight to my side and began to free fall. I landed beside the lake and noticed that there were college students partying all around the lake. There was a large building off to the side of the lake. I entered the building and found myself in a gymnasium. There seemed to be some sort of fencing competition going on. I walked through the gym and exited the other side into a hallway. A random DC walked up to me and said, "Hey Zack! You were going to get a slushie weren't you?" I was a bit taken back, but I said, "Sure..." I then followed this DC to the slushie stand.

Once we got there I decided to make it interesting. I'm not sure what the DC ordered, but I stepped to the counter and said, "I would like the Psilocybin Slushie." The girl at the counter made my slushie with grounded up shrooms. It was red and I immediately began drinking it. It tasted like a normal slushie. I followed the DC and we arrived at a set of bleachers. I sat down and finished off my slushie. A few moments later I started tripping balls. Everything around me looked like th movie waking life. I could hear the tune of "Nuthin But a G Thang" playing inside my head. It felt like my head was actually a music box and my ear was slowly rotating around like the handle (of a music box).

There was an attractive chick in a cheerleader outfit sitting in front of me. I placed my hands on her shoulders and she leaned back against me. I bent my head down and began kissing her and rubbing her thighs. I ran my hand up her skirt and began rubbing on her. She started moaning a little and then started singing a strange song about cocks. I can no longer remember the words, but it was quite amusing. I unzipped my pants, and she sat on me. I awoke from the dream as I was pounding her from the bottom, reverse cowboy style.

Series Details
Class is thrown out the window in the dream series, "Sexcapades." Not unlike your favorite porn video, I unleash my inner "Ron Jeremy" and give those DCs what they are looking for ! Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

1st Dream:

It was sunny out, very sunny. I was standing on top of a hill, and looking out to a lot of rolling hills. The hills were green, but had a yellow tint to them, due to the sun being so bright. There was a beautiful blue lake about 200 yards to my right. Beyond the lake were gray mountains. On the lake there was a red colored, one story house, and it was the only thing on the lake. The house looked old, due to the fact that some areas of the house had paint chipped off.

The next thing I knew, I was right next to the house. There was a dirt road from where I was no standing at the houses front door, to where I was up on the hill. I looked around, and saw my cousins, and my grandpa from my moms side of the family. The mood was awkward, but happy at the same time. I haven't seen them in months (in real life), but I was happy to see them again.

I opened up the yellow door to the house. Inside the house, was all of the same furniture from my grandpa's house before. My grandpa actually owns a house on a lake that is the same color, only this wasnt the lake, my cousins dont like there, and the house is 10x's bigger than the one in my dream. There are four rooms that split off from the main area. The front of the house is all windows that are currently open. They over look the dock that is attached to the house, and on the lake. I walk into the first room on the left. There is one chair, so I sit down in it and look out one of the windows. "Wow, I can't believe he moved," I thought. I see my cousin walk in with a gray shirt, and she tells me via telekinesis that we have to go. I walk out side, and look at everyone again.

And that's the last thing I can remember from the dream. The rolling hills look exactly like I mentioned in my first DJ on this site.

2nd Dream:

This dream was really weird, because I can't remember ever having a dream like this before. The dream is centered around a girl, so I will just call her "J".

I was at a campground, I know I have had a dream here before. There was a lot of tree cover, and it was raining. I was about to take place in a race (running). I started running, and I was running down a mountain. (I watched this video before going to bed, and this is what the trail looked like: http://bit.ly/18hykg). As I was running, all I could think about was "J", I was now running on a tar road, and I passed a gas station, then I went back onto a trail in the woods. After running for quite a while, I ended up at my grandpa's house (not the one in the dream I had before, his real one). I remember taking a path to the left, instead of taking one to the right (like everyone else was doing). I somehow ended up winning, and I remember "J" was standing on my grandpa's deck and told me "I can't believe you won! You followed the same route as me, I guess I can give you another chance now". To win the race, you didn't just have to follow a strict path, you could take any route to get there, and I guess I followed the same one that "J" did.

It's weird, because in real life, me and "J" have never even been together.

(Straight from the dream journal)

A house on a lake- the doorway is so small I must crawl and contort to enter. Jamie (who is sometimes Cole) own it with Tyler (dating Jamie, in real life and in my dream). Heather (who is sometimes Dylan) are moving in. Skeptical because I am insecure if they want us. Two bathrooms but space is limited.



There was a lot more to the dream, but it trailed off into a strange "field trip" and I didn't write it down. However, later in the dream, I did come back to the house. Semi-lucid, I was tired of the small doorway, and tried to "will" it bigger. Still semi-lucid, I noticed that the reason the door was so small was because of the unfinished brick entryway. Never will I be able to explain how the entrance was set up, but it was kind of half buried yet fully accessible. Eh.

I rarely do researched dream interpretation beyond what I think my dreams mean, but I did look into this one. My dictionary really helped me understand what this possibly (to me, what this DEFINITELY) means. Tons of gratitude to You, subconscious self.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I just remember a lot of fragments of this dream, and mostly the house.

I’m standing outside of a stone house, it’s raining, and the dream looks so detailed. There is a large, picture window in the middle of the house, with one normal sized window on each side. The stone house is on a little road with lots of green over hanging trees on a cobblestone road that is about 50 feet off of the main road- that is also cobblestone.

I’m in England on vacation. I walk in side of the house an greet the person I’m going to be staying with. I guess I rented a apartment instead of a hotel. The person inside is nice, and shows me around the house. He tells me how everything works, and I remember him showing me how the TV worked.

I wanted to try boating in England, so the next thing I knew I was on a lake (it looked a lot like a lake in New Hampshire that I have been to a few times). The lake is extremely crowded with boats, and there are a lot of islands on the lake, too. I remember that my boat is low lying to the water and it could easily sink. I’m going around pretty fast on the lake and then someone yells at me “Watch out!” then they tell me via telepathy that there are some sharp rocks up ahead that are right on the surface of the water. I slow down my boat because now I’m pretty scared of sinking or flipping it.

The funny thing is, right before I went to bed, I was talking to a friend about swimming in lakes and how I would hate swimming in the middle of the lake and looking down. Its just darkness and I would hate to get pulled down or something.

I can see the rocks on the surface. They just look like they are floating right there. I hit a few of them, but manage to keep the boat going and get back to land.


I think about going back to the house, then the next thing I see is that I'm standing outside again. I go inside and I just handout with the person and talk. He mentions something about how "You never should have moved to America". So I spit back "I wasnt the one who moved". I remember that the conversation started over American and its separation from England.

The dream suddenly ends and I go on to another dream (that I cant remember).

March 8, 2011
Lucid Dream 191: Feeding Frenzy
Series: The Land of Dreams, Episode 4
DEILD

Category - Exploration


....I felt my self fade in and back out of reality and knew my DEILD was successful. My body began spinning around and I noticed I was in the basement of my house. After a short period of spinning/rolling in place, I stopped and stood. Everything was a bit fuzzy, so I performed some quick stabilization techniques. Everything cleared up rather nicely.

Through the sliding glass door I could see it was dark outside. I turned away and headed toward the stairs. The wood paneling on the lower half of the walls had names carved into name. There must have been hundreds of them. I read a few, "Ben G, Alastor, Gobbleton, James was here, etc." I didn't waste much time reading them and headed up the stairs. I exited via the front door and it was still dark outside. Pulled over on the side of my street I noticed about 3 school buses, several cop cars, an ambulance, and a firetruck. All the vehicles had their lights on and specialty lights (cop car, ambulance), but there was no sign of life among them. I suddenly remembered some that I wanted to recruit for my dream army. I leapt off my porch and took flight. I floor over the trees and up over top of the nearest mountain. On the other side, I noticed the ground had turned to the sky, so I stopped and landed at the top of the mountain.

I decided to dream spin and see if the problem fixed. I just performed a quick 360 (didn't want to spin too much and scramble everything). It worked. There were woods in front of my. I took flight once more and stayed low to the ground, dodging trees and such. As I flew it gradually turned to daylight. I flew upon a small lake or giant pond. I flew lower over the lake/pond and skimmed my hands on the top off the water as I flew. There was a tiny island in the middle of the lake, barely large enough for two people stand. I flew over to it and landed on a large, flat rock that (located on the island). I noticed the lake/pond had suddenly became very swamp-like.

The water had a thick layer of green something (algae?) floating on the top. The surrounding trees were no longer pine trees and had all become mangrove trees. There was a vine covered tree in the middle of the island I was standing on. I scaled up the vines to a limb that hung out over the water. I felt around in my pocket until I found a blunt and pulled it out. I performed my usual, invisible lighter trick, and lit the blunt. I smoked and started looking around for some wild life. A few moments later I started to notice several gators were swimming in the area. As I observed them, I began to notice more and more in the area. I now noticed that they all seemed to be swimming in my direction. I wanted to throw something into the water and see if they attacked it.

I stood on the branch and began rummaging through the leaves over head. I found an orange and soon after there were oranges everywhere. I started throwing them in the water and the gators were viciously splashing about and attacking the oranges. All of the gators were gathered below me. There must have been 50 of them gathered under my limb and the immediate surrounding area. I started launching oranges as hard as I could aiming for the gators head. When I hit them with the orange, they sunk under water for several moments before resurfacing. I began launching oranges like crazy and it turned into a game like whack-a-mole. The gators were stationary and popped up in and out of the water as I launched oranges at them. This went on for several minutes when I suddenly got an idea.

I sat on the branch and wiggled my feet in the air. The gators broke out of their whack-a-gator state and began chomping the air and jumping up a little trying to bite my leg. Once they were all viciously aggressive. I took a deep breathing and jumped off the branch. My arm got caught in the trees vines and I was just hanging there as the gators chomped below me. I struggled for a bit, but couldn't seem to wriggle free. I could feel my actual bodies arm and figured the dream had become unstable. I performed a couple nose pinch RCs (for stabilization purposes) and could feel the vine loosening up. The vine suddenly let go and I dropped right into the middle of the gators. As I hit the water I felt gators slam into me from all angles, but unfortunately, I woke up immediately (I think the rush of emotion/adrenaline kicked me from the dream). I was a little disappointed that I didn't keep my cool, but I did just jump into the middle of 50 hungry gators .

Series Details
In the dream series, "The Land of Dreams," I explore the depths of my subconscious. With no real goals in mind, I explore the creative lands and characters that come before me. Who will I meet? Where will I go? What exactly does it mean to be KingYoshi? To find out, stay tuned for more entries to the series!

Most epic of dreams: An ancient, quite large, violin, forged by ancient gods (angels, spirits, celestial beings) had fallen from the skies into a lake near a huge castle(much like the one in ocarina of time),the long part that you use to play it was lost.
I actually started the dream with the violin,but played it as a guitar, and when I played it no matter how poorly my fingers moved the music it made sounded outrageously amazing. There was also a button on the back that when pushed caused the violin to play itself.
Soon after showing off to my friends, i flashed back to the recollection of how i got this most badtastical of instruments, i swam to the bottom of a deep lake and the water felt amazing, at the very bottom i found the huge violin and buried slightly in the sand was a small piece of silver which just emanated power, i took both and as i swam to shore in the distance i saw a blue whale swimming in the water, all in all it was an amazing dream.

I am in a house with wood paneling walls. It had the look of a cabin. The entrance was more elevated that the living room. The living room was flooded and it looked like a lake. The water was brown and murky and I could not see the bottom. It looked like there was seaweed and algae growing. There is a little floating dock leading out into the water. On the left there is a ladder leading up to a room that looks out over the living room. I climb up the ladder because I plan on crossing the living room by going a level higher. I get up there and there is a giant web and a spider that is as tall as the room as well as several DCs that I do not recognize. They all begin to walk closer towards me and I back away from them. I fall into the disgusting water and I can feel the seaweed brushing my legs.

I remember being told that I would not be able to ‘handle it’ in this place. I contested saying that I believed I was strong enough. I remember that I was wearing nothing but a long t-shirt and a pair of underwear but I didn’t care that I was underdressed in front of strangers.

I feel like a week has passed and now I am getting ready to leave. I am looking around frantically to find a ‘fleece’ sweater of mine (in reality this sweater is made of wool and I’m almost positive that I’ve donated it). My friend Joshua is there. I am angry with him. I ask him where my sweater is. He has it in his hands however we are on opposite ends of the water filled living room. He tries to throw the sweater across the water but fails miserably. It lands very close to him in the water. This makes me very upset. He jumps into the water to retrieve it. He crosses the living room and hands it to me. Somehow the water has shrunk my sweater so much that it could now fit a Barbie doll. Somebody says that it might be time to clean up the house. Joshua says that he will think about it and find a good method to clean it up (In reality Joshua often throws large house parties and is amazing at cleaning up his house afterwards). It now feels as though this entire week has been a party for these people and I feel that it was a horrible experience for me.

The dream seems to change suddenly. It looks like a scene of a movie and I am looking at it from a third person point of view. There are people swimming up to shore. They are dressed as if they are from the 40’s. They are survivors of a plane crash that are now stranded on this island.

Now the dream returns to the original scene except it looks like Joshua has ‘cleaned up’. There is no longer water in the living room, just hard wood floor. I am back at the cabin and I now know that the DCs are descendants of the survivors of the crash and we are on an island.

Although I do not remember my boyfriend being in other parts of this dream I suddenly being searching for him. I feel as if he has left without me. There is luggage piled up at the entrance and I see that his is missing. I begin searching for him outside with a flashlight. As I do so I see many people that I have not seen in a long time yet I honestly have no interest in speaking with them because I feel like I need to find my boyfriend. I felt abandoned.

I wake up.

I did not enjoy this dream. I felt stressed the entire time.

DJ Log: February 26, 2011 – 9:30AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am standing at the shore of a small lake with several people, some younger and some older. The morning sun is shining through the valley, illuminating a large section right in the middle of the lake. A heavy mist is lingering at the edges of the lake that are not yet receiving direct sunlight. The air is a bit cool, but the sun is quite warm. There are birds swooping down and picking up small bugs that are flying just above the water. At the opposite end of the lake, there is a another group of people swimming around.

I pick up a large bag full of pool floaties and begin to inflate them with an air compressor that's conveniently sitting near the edge of the water. (Note: Why this didn't seem strange enough to make me question reality, I will never know...) The kids all jump in first and grab the floaties, then float off to the middle of the lake. I continue to inflate and throw floaties to the kids. Some of them look like small air mattresses and some of them are giant rubber duckies. The last floatie had a large hole in it and won't hold air, so I drop it on the ground. I pick up a couple floating chairs, unfold them and set them on the water. Thinking that I am ready to get in the water, I walk over to a picnic table so I have somewhere dry to lay my clothes.

I pull my shirt off and look back at the water. I am a bit concerned that there are sharp rocks or other things in the water that I don't want to step on, so I decide to leave my shoes on. I already have my swimming shorts on under my pants, so I remove my belt and take my pants pants off, noticing that there is a two-way radio clipped on my pants. I walk toward the water and think for a second, “It's February! It's way too cold to swim! Wait a minute, how did I take my pants off with my shoes on?” I become lucid, then turn around and start walking back to the picnic table where I left my clothes.

I wake up and RC a couple times, thinking at least I was lucid for 5 seconds. I should have tried to stabilize, but then again it's 9:30AM and I usually never sleep this late.

February 8, 2011
Lucid Dream 178: Not to Scale
Series: The Land of Dreams, Episode 2
DEILD

Category - Exploration


...I smoothly transitioned back into the dream state and realized I was still on the beach. It was night time though, and I decided to try and raise the sun. I left the beach area and walked to the other side of a nearby house. I looked into the sky, raised my hand slowly, and imagined the sun rising. Slowly, the sun began to peak out from the surrounding mountain ranges. The sun was a bright neon purple color. I raised it all the way up over the mountain range and it started to pulse. The sun was firing off deep purple shock waves that mixed into the dark sky...tenting the dark sky a deep purple color. As the shock waves passed over stars, the stars began to flash (twinkle) in many different colors. The stars began swirling and formed trippy formations. There were mushrooms, alien heads, u.f.o.'s, a dog house, large 5-point stars, and some other things. The stars were flashing different colors and the entire sky was like one big acid trip (maybe, I've never done acid, but you get the picture...lol). After just watching for a while, I decided to go ahead and light the sky normally. I looked off into the horizon and imagined the sun rising. With little effort, the sun rose into the sky, eliminating the atmospheric disco in the process.

I decided to call out to Seine (my dream pet/accomplice...he is a lunar wolf). I called his name several times and he eventually came barreling up over the nearby hill and stopped beside me. I telepathically said to him, "Lets fly!" I hopped onto his back and we took flight. The wind felt amazing against my face. The sun was warm, but unlike real life, I could stare directly into it and my eyes weren't effected. We flew over several mountains and forests when I spotted an airplane flying to my left (it was up much higher in the air than we were). Seine immediately howled and made a sharp turned toward the plane. He started growling and flew in its direction. I grabbed him by the fur on the back of his neck and turned him away. "No, we can't follow that right now, I'm looking for something!" I could tell he wasn't pleased, but he turned and continued in the direction I was steering him. He soon forgot about the plane and was wagging his tail as we flew. I pushed down slightly on his neck and he plunged toward the ground. I pulled up on his fur just before we hit then ground and we flattened out parallel to it. We began flying through a twisted path through the woods. There were tall, thick masses of trees on either side as we winded deeper and deeper into the forest. Soon the area opened up to a small lake (or possibly a large pond). I noticed some strange formations on the other side of the pond, so I steered us across. As we crossed the pond/lake I kicked off my shoes and let my feet skim the water. It was refreshingly cool. I dismounted Seine and felt the soft fluffy grass between my toes as I walked toward the strange formations.

I noticed they were extremely small houses. There was an entire mini village. The houses were around 1 or 2 feet tall. There were small sidewalks, mailboxes, and picket fences. I looked into one of the windows and saw the blur of a tiny person quickly slamming closed the curtains. All the houses windows were blocked by curtains. I saw a tiny note laying on one of the houses porches. I tried to read it, but I made the mistake of starting over and all the words had changed. It started with "Return to your giant village and...." There was quite a bit more, but I accidentally changed it. I looked out beyond the tiny village and saw a huge wall. As I examined the wall, I noticed that it belonged to an enormous house. To this house, I was about the size of an action figure (maybe a little bigger). There were many more houses behind it and it appeared to be a giant village. I was just about to take flight and explore the giant village, when the dream began to fade. I didn't want to risk forgetting this very vivid dream, so I allowed myself to wake.

Series Details
In the dream series, "The Land of Dreams," I explore the depths of my subconscious. With no real goals in mind, I explore the creative lands and characters that come before me. Who will I meet? Where will I go? What exactly does it mean to be KingYoshi? To find out, stay tuned for more entries to the series!

Yeah, so I changed my mind. Instead of posting some of my old journal entries, I decided to just leave them be (there were way too many that I wanted to bring over, lol). So, from now on these will only be new entries. Hope you all enjoy.

Late 2010
Lucid Dream 172: Aqua Riders
Series: Friends, Episode 1
in the A.M.
DILD

Category - Action/Light Mischief

Though I haven't been recording my dreams since I have been away, I do remember a few of them quite vividly. This is one them.

I am in a large school building with a couple of my friends (JT & Zach G). I could tell the building was old, but had been renovated several times. We are running to class when the late bell rings and we all stop and let out a few expletives. JT looks at us and says, "Dude, f*** this, I'm not getting b****ed at for being late again. Let's just skip today." We agreed and took off stealthily down the hall. After dodging a few authority figures we exited the front doors. We immediately stepped out onto a dock. The school was located in a small cove right on the shore of the lake. The dock we were standing on was quite extensive for the small cove area.

There were many rows of boats anchored around the dock. We decided to hijack one and take a ride out to the main part of the lake. I spotted a boat that looked perfect, but once we got closer, the motor was gone. Most of the boats looked like floating ottoman's with motors. Finally after the third motor from an actually boat disappeared, I suspected I was dreaming. I looked at the school and saw a large crest depicting a man slicing off another's head. The words, "For the Greater Good" were enscrawled a at the bottom. Huge letters that read "Warrior Academyy" were written above the crest. I laughed at the thought (and the two "Y"s). I knew I was dreaming.

As soon as I realized I was dreaming, I heard a crash, and the front door to the school had slammed open. The glass in the windows shattered and rained down onto the dock. The sound was magnified and sounded awesome. I began hastily searching/trying to summon a boat, as Mr. Greer (my old high school history teacher) came running across the dock after us. I remember thinking, "Damn, everyone is so fast in my dreams." He was closing in on us as I looked at the surrounding area. At the end of the dock was a large, half submerged, wooden shed. We hauled ass and leapt from the end of the dock and grabbed the ladder that attached to the shed. I climbed into the upper most level of the two story shed and saw two dirt bikes. As I got closer, I saw that they had ski/wheel hybrids instead of normal tire wheels. I told them to take the bikes and I'll find another one. The bikes had pull-string motors on them. After JT and Zach had taken off, I pictured one in my mind and began searching. I pulled a large piece of board off a pile of junk and saw one of the bikes. I picked it up and notice it was a bi-pedal one and didn't have a motor. I cursed as I heard noises from behind me. Mr Greer had made his way up the ladder...his nice clothes were soaking wet (I take it he didn't make the jump to the ladder, lol). I hopped on the bike and pedaled off the top floor and splashed into the lake. I was traveling at about the speed of a big wheel when I heard engines start up behind me.

I glanced back and saw 5 or 6 guys on some crazy looking souped up bikes that had the words, "Aqua Riders" in shiny gold letters going down the sides. They all shot off the top floor at the same time and flames shot from their tailpipes. I thought, "Where the f*** did they get those!" I began pedaling as fast as I could, but was now going "nursing home wheel-chair" speed. I put my hands up as I was soon surrounded by the riders. They all had on black leather jackets and were each armed with mp5's. Mr. Greer was on the coolest bike of all. It had chrome spikes jetting out of the sides and the handle bars were twisting horns. I started to imagine a way out. I focused my attention on the water behind the men. Suddenly, the area I was looking at erupted and a huge sea dragon surfaced. Some of the riders were knocked from their bikes and the others were terrified. I leapt from my piece of shit bi-pedal and drop kicked Mr. Greer into the water stealing his bike in the process.

His bike was fast a shit. I caught up to JT and Zach. The lake had now become a large "Wave Race" style course. The waves were huge as we raced around the track. The rack was marked, complete with short cuts and everything, lol. Several times I caught massive air on the waves. A couple times I flew so high that I wiped out upon landing. The handling on the bike was superb and very fluid. After racing for a while, I awoke from the dream.

Series Details
In the dream series, "Friends," I join the DC counterparts of my waking life friends and tackle the dream world. You never know what we will be up to next, but I guarantee it will be one hell of a time. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

DELETED

25.01.2011

Camping in the desert (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in the desert with my brother and I walked into a park. I talked to a man and a woman and signed up for their camp. They were the only monitors there. My brothere and I were offered movies but they were more expensive than others we had seen in a previous part of the dream I cannot remember. Then we did some activities which I also can't remember. Finaly I went to the lake and the girl and I had to hang from a rope and "walk" across the lake (we were sort of hanging from the rope). I gained momentum by dipping my feet in the water. The first time I did it wrong and the second time I went the opposite way as the woman and had to change direction at the last second. After that I started dancing while hanging on the rope (which became much more elastic) while some music sounded (I just remember it was a famous piece). When I finished dancing I jumped really high and landed outside the lake. The man and the woman started congratulating me on my performance.

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25.01.2011

Bullying is wrong ok? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

J and B were leaving school when some bullies decided to pick on them. They broke some of their CDs. As the bullies were doing this the bystanders were dancing wearing white clothing and face paint.

J and B went to a changing room. B said that he was scared and they started thinking about what they could do about the bullies. B said that he knew someone with "unquestionable links to some gang" and if that didn't work they could use a pirate?

Meanwhile I was thinking about confronting the bullies myself.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was out in a field which was a part of someone's property. I was walking on top of a huge drift of snow. The snow was hard enough to walk on the surface. The sky overhead was a heavy, pale grey.

I told myself I was checking the ice in this area for something in particular. I came upon a patch of ice revealed beneath some snow. I walked out onto it. I told myself that if I were able to walk on the ice, the ice would be stable enough so that there would be no worry for the field.

I saw a small puddle of water just beyond the ice. I stepped into it. It was only ankle deep at first. But it soon got so deep that my whole body plunged in. I thought this might mean trouble for the field. But then I figured it probably wouldn't. The puddle was deep, but it was still small.

I started worrying about myself. I had fallen into this freezing water and I needed to get out. I looked around for a way out. But the body of water was now as big as a lake.

I was now out of the lake and on some kind of long, covered walkway of red flagstone. The walkway went around some kind of big desert mansion. Some of my old friends were there. They were all getting ready to go somewhere else. I saw them walk up a staircase at one end of the walkway. Somewhere there may have been snow-covered cacti.

Dream #2

I was in an apartment that wasn't mine. I may have been watching the apartment for somebody. The apartment was small, but comfortable. It was on a higher floor. Light came inside, filtered through the greens and yellows of tree leafs.

I was sneaking past the apartment windows. I needed to go out my window and into someone else's to get something. But I couldn't let anybody know I was doing it. There was a lot of activity outside. The landlords (a man and woman who had actually been landlords of an old building I lived in) were climbing up and down ladders, helping some invalid lady get back into her apartment. The invalid lady was actually sitting in a full bathtub which was perched atop a swinging, crane-like ladder.

Everybody had gotten the invalid woman (who was a woman from an old neighborhood I lived in) into her house. They were all going away. I realized now that I needed to get the stuff from the invalid woman's apartment.

I looked out the window and saw my mom sitting in a tub similar to the one the woman had been sitting in. I knew my mom was going to take care of the invalid woman. I called to my mom to get the stuff I needed from the invalid woman's apartment. My aunt has asked for it, I told her.

My mom got upset and yelled at me that she wasn't going to get anything, and that my aunt was just being selfish. I came to understand that the stuff in question were these small, white, pebble-type things. They were used as a kind of fuel for a special waterbed that acted as a kind of room service. I understood that my aunt had run out of her white rocks and that she now felt she should be able to get the rocks from anybody else's supply if she wanted.

Now that I understood what was going on, I wasn't so interested in getting the rocks for my aunt. I was now by myself in the invalid woman's kitchen. The white rocks were on the old woman's table, in a purple-pink container that looked like, and may even have said, Raid bug spray. The container was squarish and may have had two nozzles or spouts.

I read, somewhere, about the room-service waterbed. The waterbed could always make coffee and tea, with no fuel. But for anything other than coffee and tea, white rocks were needed. (I seemed to be reading this off a brown, plastic plate which may have served as kind of a caution sign on the side of a waterbed.) With enough white rocks, however, the waterbed could bring you just about anything you wanted.

I was in a coffee shop like a Starbucks. The store was long, and the back half, where I was, was almost empty. It was dim. I was heading for a line to get some coffee when I realized there was a vending machine to my right. It sold silver canisters full of the white rocks. The canisters looked like a mix between stainless steel thermoses and popcorn poppers. I figured I'd pick one up and pay for it at the register for my aunt.

But now, in a vending to the right of the rock machine, I saw a lot of plastic bubbles full of what looked like candy hearts. But somewhere among those bubbles there was a slip of paper talking about the rocks. It said the white rocks (called "wenclets") and the room-service waterbed were as bad as drugs, and that they had destroyed the lives of teenagers.

I looked away from both vending machines. I figured I'd just go get my coffee. But now I saw, through a glass door at the back end of the coffee shop (leading into a mall?) a big, black man staring at me. I knew he'd seen me looking at the wenclets and candyy hearts. I thought he'd think of me now as either a drug dealer or a narc. I turned away from the man, toward the line and the front of the store. But I was suddenly afraid.

Dream #3

I was looking at an internet site that advertised little girls. The site sold the little girls, basically as life-long love slaves. All the girls were pretty, and the photos showed them out having fun on playgrounds and in nature.

I was now going to have a meal with my friend H. It turned out that she had either bought or was in the process of buying a couple of these girls for herself.

at a lake house playing a game, i was a pleisosaur and the enemy was a dolphin (we were really those creatures)and there was the animal kingdom tree at the center of the lake. I had slight control but i wasnt too lucid, I jumped up and down surging my aquatic body in and out of the water at high speeds it was quite fun., but then I was in a lakehouse and with my mom and brother she asked if i was going to the zoellers later. I apparently lost my bit o' lucidity.

phase 2: walk rand road empty at night on facebook via laptop?

phase 3: with a girl I apparently survived a ferris wheel of death... then the girl mentions twilight *facepalm*