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2006/2007
[This dream was developed into a story because it was just so dang cool!]

This one was strange in that I became aware that I was dreaming BUT I was not participating. I watched my dream and it was frankly, annoying while it was happening. I even woke up twice and when I fell back to sleep, the dream continued and I was awake. I was exhausted when I finally woke in the morning.

Okay, I found myself on a table (yeah, me and tables and gray rooms, go figure) in an unfamiliar place. My head hurt bad and I immediately felt threatened. I snuck out of this room and as I was running down a hallway, naked, yeah, naked, men in black burst out of no where and began chasing me. I ran until I got outside and people stared at me and some screamed. I didn't even care that I was naked at that point because I knew I had to get away from these men in black. (do I watch too many alien movies, maybe?)

This whole time I am totally aware that I am dreaming and I can't STOP watching my dream. It was awful because I wasn't getting rest. It was like having your eyes pinned open and being forced to watch a movie. It would suck!

So, I am out on the street and notice that things are weird. The buildings are mostly all glass and very tall skyscrapers. The cars are flying and not on the street. Although some come down to land. As I'm taking all this in the men in black bust out of the building and I glanced over my shoulder to see this one man in black pull a lipstick like silver tube out of his jacket pocket. He pointed it at me and the dang thing shot a beam out of it and vaporized part of the sidewalk! I freaked! I took off running and crossed the street - where there weren't any cars - and ran smack dab into Mel Gibson!!! Yep! He grabbed me by the shoulders and looked me up and down - I was naked and suddenly felt erm, a bit exposed. He threw his jacket over my shoulders [how chivalrous] and then asked me what was wrong. I tried to pull away but he had a tight grip on me. Then, the obnoxious men in black barreled toward me with their lipstick weapons drawn and pointed at my head!

He saw them and pulled me down and to the side. We ran through a restaurant and then out the back. Finally we lost them or they gave up - I don't much know. But at some point, I may have fainted and he carried me back to his place. When I woke up, I was confused and my head hurt like a son-of-a-gun.

Mel must have heard me wake and came to my side. I asked if he had an aspirin and he looked at me like I had two heads. I asked again, you know, an aspirin, something to take away the pain in my head. He said, he didn't know what an aspirin was but he could take away the pain. He left and returned with this thing that looked like a thermometer - the kind that go in your ears. He moved it to my temple and I pulled back. He looked perplexed and I said, that doesn't go there. He said, your head hurts right? I asked what it was and he said it was a pulsejet. I was like okay whatever. And he put the thing to my head and it zapped a bit of electrical current or something into my temple and my head stopped hurting.

He asked me if I had a place to stay. I said no. He then asked why those men were chasing me and I explained I had no idea and that I had woken up on this table. I had children and a husband back in my...time...life..world? I began looking around his apartment. The entire room had glass for walls and they were darkened like sunglasses darken when they are exposed to sunlight. He eventually gave me sweatpants, socks, and a t-shirt to wear. But as I looked around I realized things here were advanced. The lipstick guns, the windows, the flying cars and I asked him the year. I don't remember the year now, but I know it was in the future. I sort of freaked out on Mel and he stared at me like I was nuts, which of course, I probably seemed nuts. We stayed here for a few days ( and oh my God it seemed FOREVER in my dream because I could NOT shut it off!!!!). I made breakfast, snooped around, noticed a video type of phone. He called someone and asked this person to come see me. That freaked me out because I didn't trust anyone.

It went on this way for awhile - just day to day stuff. And at some point I ended up in bed with Mel. Yeah. That was not awful. Funny thing is, in real life, I do not find Mel attractive. Apparently, dream me, did. And I began having all these internal struggles because I wondered if I had just cheated on my husband...what about my kids....but they weren't here and I had no idea how to get back.

So, after spending time with Mel, growing quite close and intimate with Mel, he finds someone that knows about me...or what happened to me. It was a mistake. They - this corporation/government - was trying to send someone into the past but when they did that, somehow, I ended up in the future. They did not know how to send me back.

They found us - and Mel saw them coming through some sort of video device. We bolted and ended up in a minivan - I have NO idea why - that had another family riding in it. The men in black chased me and Mel. The family in the minivan got shot up, I think. And at that point - I woke up. EXHAUSTED!!!!!!

This is RIDICULOUS!
It is a combination of 3 dreams. (continuation)

1. In my dream, I was just laying down in my bed. Then Mel Gibson jumps out of nowhere and starts to choke me. It scared me so much I woke up. I thought about it for a while and was like, woah. Ok, I'm dreaming, I'm going to try and control this.
So I fell back asleep again...
(non-lucid)

2. In my dream, I was just laying down in my bed again. Mel Gibson jumped out of nowhere and started choking me again. I then imagined a knife. I then stabbed him in the face. He kept on attacking me. He then kicked me off of my bed and when I hit the ground I woke up again. I then thought to myself "Wow, this guy is tough. A knife to his face can't even stop him?????"
So I fell asleep again...
(lucid)

3. I was just laying down in my bed. The crazy man started choking me yet again. I dreamed up a jet-pack. I powered it up, blasted though my roof, and Mel fell off. So then I just decided to proceed just flying around on my jet-pack for a while.
(lucid)

I was just VERY surprised that I had a continuation dream after waking up. That's quite rare (at least for me) and a lucid on on top of that??? It was awesome.

May 4, 2011
Lucid Dream 227: Return of the S.S.
Series: The Wonderful World of Ack, Episode 1
DILD
around 11:00am



I was in the local Wal-Mart parking lot with my friends Diddy and Mike. I was smoking a cig and we were talking about going downtown later. Someone came up behind me and put their hands of my eyes and did the "guess who." It was a familiar female voice. All I got out was Kate, when I became lucid.

I turned around and Kate Beckinsale was standing behind me. I kissed her and told her it had been a while. I turned back around and saw that Diddy and Mike had been restrained and were now being dragged into a large van. The men who were taking them hostage were very familiar indeed. One of them flashed a fake badge and said, "Don't worry, we are just going taking to get ice cream." They got in the van quickly, burned out in the parking lot, and sped off. I grabbed Kate's hand and we hurried into the back seat of a nearby vehicle. My sister was in the driver's seat. I told her to follow the van. Kate looked at me and said, "Its alright, they were government officials. We can trust them." I laughed and said, "I trust government officials about as much as I trust the Taliban." I then notice a group of Taliban members standing under a tent in the Wal-Mart parking lot. They were passing out rocket launchers and AKs. I then looked at Kate and said, "Besides, they weren't true government officials. They were S.S." She looked confused and said, "They didn't speak German." I replied, "S.S. otherwise known as the Shiny Spiffers." She looked at me like I was crazy and I explained, "I used to write stories about them in middle school. They are named after their spiffy Donald Trump hair, dark sunglasses, and black suits with the penguin coat tail." I was really excited because this was actually true. I used to write stories about these guys. They were a "mature rated" comedy series called, 'The Wonderful World of Ack'. The stories were actually inspired from a dream I had back around that time. I wish I still had them.

We followed the van at a safe distance, but lost them at some point. My sister asked where they might be headed and I replied, "Oh, I know exactly where they are headed...Duke University. Their secret base is there." We drove for a short period of time and caught up with the van. It pulled into what looked like an old plantation with a sign that had the blue devil symbol. I asked my sister where she put the guns and she told me they were behind my seat. I pulled down my seat slightly and pulled out an assault rifle. We waited for a moment and the boss got out of the van. Kate said, "Theres the boss!" I looked and noticed it was Mel Gibson. I jumped out of the car and shot at Mel Gibson. He seemed to be one step ahead of me though and was in mid-dive when I opened fire. He dove behind the van and pulled out a pistol. We had a shoot-out for a few moments. I then acted like I was reloading and as soon as he popped out from the car, I blasted him. I walked over top of him as he was dying and said, "Silly Mel Gibson, lucid dreamers don't reload." I then shot his body a few more times.

I sneak around the nearby building and looked through the window. For some reason, I knew I had been tortured in this building before with electricity. I was tied up and standing in a water pail. I saw there were a bunch of captives in there as well as Mike and Diddy. I then ran around to the door of the small building. I looked back behind me and saw an old mansion a top a hill behind me. I could see security cameras everywhere and knew I had to act quickly. I shot the door lock and then kicked it open. I yelled for all of the prisoners to escape and people started running out the door screaming like they were running from Godzilla. I told them to be quiet and there was no need to scream, but the bastards didn't listen. I looked for Brandon and Mike and found them sitting at a poker table. They were smoking cigars and playing poker with two other guys. I said, "What the hell are you doing, I'm rescuing you." Mike said, "Yeah thanks, just wait for us to finish this game real quick. I laughed and turned back to the doorway. There was a tall man that resembled an elf from Lord of the Rings. He was holding a katana in each hand. I start shooting at him, but he was blocking all the bullets with same crazy ass swordsmanship. He closed in on me, so i dove head first out the window.

I landed and noticed the clip to my gun had fallen out. I thought, "Eh, I don't really need it anyway." The elf guy jumped down and started running at me. I tried to shoot him, but the gun as no longer working. The Elf was just a foot or two away when I heard a gun shot and he dropped dead. Diddy had shot the elf guy in the head. Diddy said, "You could have told me we were dreaming!" I shrugged and flew back up into the window. We grabbed some of the scattered guns and exited the building. We were heading back to the vehicle when I saw Wormtail from the Harry Potter movies. He was running down from the mansion shouting, "Stop in the name of Lord Gibson! Stop this instant." We ran around the building and I looked for Mel's dead body. I found it after a quick search around the hedges and picked it up. I walked over to Wormtail and threw it at his feet. I said, "Here you go, chap!" Wormtail looked panicked and leaned toward Mel's body. I then shot the shit out of the dead body. Blood splattered all over Wormtail and I got into the car.

Me, Diddy, and Mike were all shooting out the windows at the line of vehicles following us. We were in a pretty intense shootout when I had a false awakening. I started to write down my dream in a notebook, but my writing kept vanishing. It took me several moments to figure out I had a false awakening. I then dove head first out of my window and took flight. I flew around for a short period of time before actually waking up.

Series Details
The dream series, "The Wonderful World of Ack," is based off of my old short story series that I wrote in middle school. Stay tuned to this series to see just how fucked up my mind was, even before the drugs and alcohol, lol.