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Marijuana Horde

LUCID

Two of my roommates had a storage unit that contained giant burlap sacks which were full of stalks of marijuana plants, uncured and untrimmed. These were huge, massive amounts of weed that I KNEW would remain unused and wasted by my two roommates, because they never smoked pot a day in their lives. I don't know WHY they had it, but they did, and they were currently 'out of town.' I decided the best idea would be to go to the storage unit, prune the weed and steal it all for myself. I managed to steal a little, but perceived time constraints I was unable to get the rest of the horde so I went home.

At home I ran into my roommates, who decided to come home early for the rest of the summer. I got worried and paranoid that they were going to go back to the storage unit... but I tried to play it cool because I would be 'found out' and busted, and end up not having 'fun,'

weirdly it was this massive paranoia that pulled me into lucidity, when I said to myself "fuck this," and took matters into my own hands.

So my roommates were driving to the storage unit, and asked me to go with them. (This is where the weird stuff starts) I sat in the backseat of the car as they drove... and I immediately shifted my awareness and perspective into the body of a police officer sitting in a cruiser off the side of the highway.

I was simultaneously in the car with my roommates AND acting as the Policeman in his own car. I took it upon myself as the policeman to follow my roommates and me to the storage unit, and 'BUSTED' the roommates and confiscated the rest of the drugs as the policeman, so that the 'me' wouldn't get in trouble with the others.

Since it was 'illegal' I managed to confiscate the marijuana and gave it to 'myself' as the police-me pushed my busted roommates into the back of the cruiser, I shifted my awareness back into the 'real me' and left with the weed.

I guess the weird thing is that I didn't smoke ANY of the marijuana at all, but I was just enjoying the company of my 'Bud'

This is another dream where I woke up and went back to sleep because of my laziness. I remember it quite clearly in comparison to some of my other dreams.

I went to a party with RzQU, the same chick from the Video Store dream. The party was full of my gay friend's friends even though my gay friend wasn't there himself. This was strange as in real life RzQU doesn't know any of these people and I have only met them twice, both times at parties though. The setting was a variation on one of the friends actual houses and I have actually had a dream in a similar location before, except I went outside through the sliding door and spent most of the dream there last time but it also another dream I remember quite clearly, especially since it happened months ago and I didn't write it down. The room that the party was mostly taking place in was quite small. It had couches all lined up behind each other facing a sliding door and behind them was a large table and the front door. It doesn't actually resemble the person's house a lot but I was certain it took place there, maybe because one of the parties I went to was at that person's house. That is all I remember seeing at the start of the dream but I moved around the house later.

I remember smoking weed (which I had done the night of the dream and the night of every other dream I've recorded on this site), the dissociation was stronger than it is in real life and the happy feeling was less strong but all the effects were only felt when it was convenient for the dream to make me feel them but they occurred throughout the dream. I wrote down that the rooms kept changing but right now I don't remember that happening even though the dream was only yesterday. I also wrote that my Dad for some reason made an appearance (just like the Video Store dream but less important to the plot) but I can't remember what he was doing, for some reason I felt like I was disappointing him, maybe with the following behaviour. I remember the people were really flirty (as the LGBT community are) and I flirted back a lot, with both guys and girls, I didn't care. Soon after that started I found a quite attractive and funny girl and she sat me up on the big table and with her hand started.. Yeeeah... She didn't actually go very far but it felt good. It should be noted that I wanted to get into the girl I came with but she didn't seem interested at all. Anyway, the girl didn't finish me and so I decided to go and.... Do it myself, you know and there were apparently showers somewhere. This seems much more rude as I type it out than it did at the time but I'm a teenage boy so what do you expect? The whole time this was going on nobody even looked at us, it was strange, they just carried on doing what they were doing.

Before leaving for the showers I remember yelling and asking if there was any alcohol I could have but apparently there wasn't. The people mostly ignored me except for RzQU and so I headed towards the shower but ended up in the toilet with a towel for some reason. I can't remember if I ended up showering or not. The 'shower' room was huge and made of stone and wood, there were about 6 showers/toilets in a row with large wooden doors. I didn't find this strange at all and so didn't do a reality check, says something about my awareness. I got in and don't remember much (I did ...finish the job for you sick people) and when I got out I remember seeing a threesome take place right in front of me, two chicks and a dude. I can't really remember what happened then but my dream changed.

I'm not sure if this was the same dream but there is at least a little bit of continuity. I found myself with my parents, little sister and RzQU in the lounge at home. It was late at night and everyone else was talking about something but I was feeling pretty out of it (presumably from the weed I smoked earlier in the dream). I was feeling uncomfortable with the conversation or something and looked outside to see 3 or 4 (I only remember 2 of them but there were more) guys I sort of know get kicked out of a taxi. One, Andrew, was extremely drunk and polite and started walking off, he looked like he was about to throw up. Another, Tyler, flew into a rage and ended up getting into a fight. The weird part was the fight wasn't with the taxi driver or one of his friends, it was with himself. But not himself as in Fight Club, it was something like a clone of him. I am shocked I didn't do a reality check or anything here. Tyler being arrested is the last thing I remember before being woken up.

Me, a friend and his drug dealer are in a small, Las Vegas type town. We head to the dealer's place, which is a one floor building with a tower with neon signs on it. As we head up the tower, it feels a bit creepy and it has a green hue from the neon lights outside. We use a ladder to go up, passing by a bunch of circular rooms. I see smoke swirls and get worried that I will get high if I breathe them in, only because it is late.
We are then at a movie theatre in a white room that looks sort of like a small unviversity classroom. There is a door beside the screen that leads to the small office that controls the movies. We pick up the person who is running the movies and leave. On our way out I think about how the people will be pissed when the movie ends and no more are playing because the operator is with us.

I had a few dream fragments I remembered that were vivid, but I could remember hardly anything from them.
One takes place in a Galaxy movie theatre that seems more like a huge indoor amusement park. The other is a birds eye view off my old elementary school, where the portable classrooms used to be.

All in all not a very good night for dream recall, wish I could have remembered a lot more, but I will make up for it when I post the ones I had the past two nights. They were pretty damn epic.

fixed. new video game dreamsign?

Vancouver or Korea (non-lucid)

I was in Vancouver or Korea at some big convention. I entered an elevator and up to the second floor where I was playing Starcraft at some computer lab. Some on screen text read "hacking". I felt my account was unsafe and went to the first floor. I was looking at marijuana edibles. Some guy offered free real hash browns but it had a hair on it. I went to another booth and got a giant piece of cake and sat down to eat it as the dream ends. My uncle was there.

Frags:

1. I was hanging out with a friend playing xbox. I was thinking "Last time I saw you I was dreaming."

2. I was playing mw2 and seriously destroying the opponents.

3. forgotten dream: I was at blizzon and just sort of waiting in a big line. Then I got to computer lab room with a big projector. Playing sc2.

1. Some sort of cartoon/live action switch thing is going on in this fragment. It takes place in a world where our superheroes are revered as vengeful and fearsome gods. Batman, with the epithet "Scientific," can swoop from anywhere to show his wrath. Superman's X-ray vision can see anywhere to reveal embarrassment and sin. The Green Lantern is a trickster god; he is shown using his powers to unwillingly jack off men at unfortunate times.

2. I'm watching Futurama. Fry is on the run for some sort of debt (notes unintelligible). He is without transportation, so the going is slow. At one point he comes across a dragon pulling a rickshaw, but the dragon is high on drugs so Fry continues on foot.

3. I play bass in a School of Rock style concert, closing with ACDC's Shoot to Thrill (sounds fantastic). Backstage, Dan C from high school shakes my hand and a number of teachers congratulate me. The teachers are talking not only of the show, but also of the insurance scam they are pulling. By burning their houses, they've made enough money to take luxurious vacations!

Matt's Kangaroo Destroys the House

I have no idea what house I'm in but there are a couple of dogs running around and someone says that we should let Matt's kangaroos out. So I look and in the closet is a kangaroo. There is another on in kind of a dog crate, but with a particle board door on the front. They're not full grown kangaroos. One of them is really sweet and gentle and the other one is jumping around like an asshole knocking shit over and fucking the house up. I'm mad about this.

Express is not What it Used to Be

I walk into an Express store that I feel like I've worked at before in another dream. I walk straight up to the counter and talk to Frank who is the manager according to his nametag. On the opposite side of the counter is The Skank. I have no idea why she was there, but I think she was just a customer. It was questionable. I saw her at the grocery store during the day, I think that's why she was in my dream. So I'm talking to Frank, asking him when I can do some volunteer work there. He yelled to another girl who was working there when her next volunteer shift was and she didn't say when, but that she was making fifty cents an hour when she was doing her volunteer work.

Next thing I know, I'm actually working there. I think I just left the counter and started helping some guys pick out some sweaters. I asked someone on their way out if they got everything they needed and they said they got the shoes they wanted and thank you very much. I walked around the store and saw maybe eight or ten tables lined up. Each table had a different style of pants on it. There was only enough room for each table to hold one stack of pants. The tables were pine and oval like a kitchen table. I found this very odd and wondered what happened to the other tables we used to have. They were a lot nicer. So I asked someone else who was working there, "What happened to the square mahogany tables we used to have?" And I just got a blank stare. I found another girl to talk to and I asked her, "is the dry erase board with all the numbers from around the district still there?" She nodded yes. Then I turned to look at this display against the wall. It was a ton of glass cubes each holding I think shoes? But they were nasty dirty. So I grabbed some Windex and paper towels and started cleaning them. Then I kind of just dropped what I was doing to help someone in the fitting rooms and one guy came out in a striped dress shirt and I told him, "the size is just right, a large would be too large and a small would be too small!" He seemed very happy about this. Then a guy came out of the next fitting room and he looked great, too, and I told him so. No one wanted to get naked for me. Thank God!

Hotel John Marshall and Weed in the Truck

I'm in a truck in the passenger seat next to the guy that works at Quizno's that served me the Chicken Carbonara that gave me food poisoning the day before. We're looking at the Hotel John Marshall that was on the news last night because two limestone panels fell off the facade. Through the windshield I see Angela who works in General Merchandise at work. We're having a discussion about the hotel and that the squatters who live there are going to be shit out of luck when they turn the building into condos. I'm kind of going off about it, like I'm really angry that those squatters are there. So then she gets into the truck with us and the Quizno's guy lights up a joint and passes it to me. I see no problem with smoking with a manager from work. ha!

Army Boot Camp

I'm in fatigues! I'm in a line of like forty other girls and we're in the woods. There are chairs set up in rows, maybe ten chairs to a row, four rows facing one way and four rows facing the other rows. It's some sort of game. So we all sit down. Then the one girl who I guess was in charge leaves and says we have to find something that she kept in her footlocker. (I think she's keeping our shoes or our cell phones.) Like we're in teams of ten and we have a GPS. So my team starts off single file walking against this chain link fence that's to our right and to our left is a steep incline that is like certain death if we fall down. Six girls just take off really fast and it's me and three other girls trying to navigate around this fence. Ok, we get past the place with the steep incline then we turn a corner and it's like jungle. It looks like a rainforest... except... I look up... and there are huge bigger than person sized killer insects in the trees!!!! Ahhhhhh!!! I am now scared to death! These bugs are low in the trees and we have to kind of squat down and walk underneath them. The fence is still to the right of us. I was debating going slow and stealth so that the bugs wouldn't even know I was there or maybe I should run so that I could just get it over with. I start out slow and then get so freaked out because I brushed the underside of one of the bugs!!! I can't help but run now! I get past all the bugs and do the 'ew get them off of me' dance. I have no idea where the other girls went.

This has to be one of my favorite dreams I've had in a while(well excluding my lucid ones). But anyways, i was inside my friend and ex band mate Andrews house. I haven't been at his house in months but im there kind of often in my dreams. And every time in my dream his house is massive, it's pretty big in real life but i think its because my friend Brendan told me before I first went over his house that it was huge. In the dream i was upstairs and Andrew's mom Suzane came in and asked me why I was there i never responded and grabbed a couple of big nuggets of weed. This was like extremely good bud too. It had these orange and purple hairs on it. I actually said out loud I only see this quality bud in my dreams, but i guess it never just clicked. Then i "remembered" that Incubus was down stairs and I told Suzane. we went downstairs in excitement to see them play. I got to the family room they have and it was just Andrew, Suzane, Brendan, Incubus, and I. I was in awe because currently they are my favorite band and i as a straight male am in love with Brandon Boyd. So it was just a little show they put on and then while we were all just hanging out Brandon gives me a guitar and hes like play something. I was so happy cause i know how to play basically every Incubus song. But instead I ended up playing some sweeps for whatever reason. I woke up at that point and then went back to bed. In my second dream i was outside of my Friend Chris Connors house and every time im with him I basically smoke weed and this time was no different except i was by myself sitting outside smoking a hookah. I was walking away when the cops came by and were doing a drug bust on some other people the cop "arrested" me too but he put these small like finger cuffs on me and i just walked away and pulled them off. The dream shifted and i was watching ESPN on my TV in my mansion that I apparently owned. They had Celtics and Bruins game recaps on. Then i was with my sisters friend Lexi and one of her friends. she said something about moving in with her friend because the situation at her house wasn't good. Then I was playing Hitman and became agent 47. The dream was very realistic and i guess thats what threw me from identifying it as a dream and becoming lucid.

1. I go to visit my friend P, who is living at the rural research station I currently live it IRL. We talk of nerdy things and eat cake in the library, nothing outrageous or illegal, and then my mom comes to pick me up. Out of the blue, P asks where we should do weed next time; I fear for my mom ever letting me visit the kid again, but he seems nonchalant.

2. While talking with P in the library about applications of force, I find a rocket launcher and use it to bring down a nuclear-armed helicopter. I go back in, then realize another chopper is on the way. This time the rocket fails, and I see the chopper fly up to drop its nuke. Not wanting to die alone, I tell P I have to go do something, and climb the steps to seek out a crush from the research station named V. She's walking to her car as I climb up, and from the stairs I call out for her to wait. When I get down, I explain the situation, and she agrees to let me not die a virgin. There is some confusion as to where we'll do it, but the dream ends before anything,

Dream starts off with me in the downtown section of city I do not recognize. The streets are empty of cars and people. It is daytime but the sky is dark with fast moving, stormy clouds. It is not raining but very windy. I have a portable radio with me and the news report says that there is a severe tornato warning in effect. In the distance I can see several tornados twisting and crisscrossing along the horizon and they are coming closer. Every door I try to shops or homes along the street are locked and I start to panic because I cannot find any shelter.

At the end of one street I can see a park with a cement wall bathroom facility. Thankfully the door is unlocked and I can go inside. There are five stalls and I hide in the middle on and cover my head, fearfull that the windows will shatter and drop broken glass all over me when the tornados hit. The sound of the wind howling increases to an almost deafening level and the building starts to shake as the tornados approach. The windows shatter and part of the roof is ripped off as they hit. Everything that is not bolted down gets sucked out of the hole in the roof. I have to cling desperately to a metal bar above the stall door to avoid getting sucked out myself, though I fear the worst when the bathroom stalls begin to shake violently and start to unbolt.

The tornado passes and there is sudden silence. I have a permanant marker in my pocket and I write "This metal bar saved my life" on the bar that I clung too desperately. I turn on my radio again and the news report is saying that more tornados are on the way. No longer feeling safe in the ravaged bathroom facility, I risk going outside to find a better place to hide. Beyond the park is a cemetary and a two storey church. The door has been shaken loose by the storm and I can slip inside. The inside of the church looks like any other except for hundreds of vinyl records laying on the pews and altar. I think that coming here was a bad idea because those vinyl records would be deadly projectiles if airborn, but I cannot leave because several tornados are closing in rapidly.

The church has a basement and I go downstairs to find a place to hide. I am surprised to find that there are four people already taking shelter down there. There is a black couple dressed like they just stepped out of the seventies, a Hispanic man in grey business suit, and an old hippy man with long grey hair in braids and a long grey beard. The black woman introduces herself as Cleopatra (or Cleo for short) and her partner introduced himself as Ben. I cannot remember the suit dude's name but the Hippy introduces himself as Leo as he is rolling a joint from a large bag of marijuana that he is carrying.

I ask the hippy why he is rolling a joint at a time like this and he says "If I'm going to die, man, than I'm going to die high as a kite, man" which amuses the black couple and myself. The Hispanic man scoffs and tells the old hippy that he is wasting his time. I mention that it is funny that Cleo and Leo have such similar names.

The building begins to shake as the wind howls wildly. A tornado hits and debris and vinyl records start flying down the basement stairs. We are all huddled in the far corner behind a cement pillar and are safe from most of the debris. There is a huge crack and crashing sound from upstairs and we discover after the tornado has passed that the church has collapsed on itself. There is enough room for us to slip out of the collapsed building though and get out alive.

I listen to the radio again and hear that the storm is far from over and Cleo points out more tornados in the distance that are approaching. The Hispanic dude gets scared and runs away by himself, ignoring our pleas that we should stick together. The old hippy says that he has a storm shelter within the city in the industrial section but it is far and we'd have to find a car to get us there. His Westfalia microbus just happens to be sitting on a side street near by and it is undamaged to we get in and drive through the back alleys to the industrial section of the city. Along the way we have to dodge many other cars scrambling to get out of the city before the next tornado hits, including a blue semi which almost runs us off the road.

Leo's shelter is located between two large factories and when we go inside we find other people who have taken shelter there, including a mother with two children, some vagrants and a man who is passed out in the middle of the floor. Leo closes the door and we all listen to my portable radio and wait out the storm (as Leo rolls some more joints and passes them around). The announcer on the news says that half of the city has been destroyed by tornados and that they are still coming. No one knows when the storm will end.

The dream ends about there.

I had two dreams on October 7th, 2008. This is the first one, but it is fragmented.


I am in my own apartment and it is a Victorian style building. I am smoking pot and trying to avoid detection from a police officer who is across the street. I start Spongebob Squarepants and forget about the police.

Grandma is living with me, but she is senile and it is easy to trick her into giving me twenty dollar bills all the time. There is an entity living in an alarm clock but it has satalite capabilities and lots of wires and connectors coming out of it. I frequently have deep intellectual conversations with this alarm clock. There are other people/entities moving around the house but they are vague and hard to define, like ghosts.

The dream changes and I am in a school that is half destroyed and students rioting. I meet an intriguing young man who is interested in UFC and later he starts a UFC fight club in the basement of the school which has somehow merged with the basement of grandma's place.

That's all I remember from this dream.