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    1. Crashing Waves

      by , 09-20-2019 at 01:33 PM
      I am at the beach amid some boulders, talking to someone who is putting on a set of chainmail armor to demonstrate the appearance of historical attire. They then put on rubber and neoprene boots (that are typicaly paired with wetsuits) and, not noticing that this is anachronistic, I point out that they are great for walking over the rocky areas one can find in these sort of locations.
      I then climb up onto a nearby boulder to get a better view of the area (noticing as I do so that some members of my family are here as well). From here I can see that the force of the waves is increasing. They build up in a large swell before crashing down onto the beach, which has a bit of a tunnel-like shape here on account of the boulders. The first wave reaches to the bottom of my feet and I can see that the next one will reach even higher as it breaks before the previous one has receeded. I brace for the impact, though it is not as bad as I feared and doesn't dislodge me from my spot. It does however knock off my father's glasses as he was sitting lower and closer to the sea and I think that someone should get them before they are washed away.
    2. I'm dead- An elegant reception- A seaside restaurant

      by , 02-17-2017 at 07:46 PM
      #1: I was dead. I was looking down @ my partial body body laying in a marsh along a river. I see my legs & feet. It's disturbing. Locals are saying they accidentally killed me. I'm watching all of this unfold. I see a cop handling the investigation. I feel like he has got this & there will be answers. He says she'd been thrown off of the bridge & ended up in a marsh. I rarely see any part of myself in a dream & I don't remember ever looking at myself like this, especially in this context.Meesha Cat woke me up.

      D2: I was w/ my parents & we were @ some kind of reception area. It's circular & you walk down to a row of tables & down again for the next row & down one more time for the bottom row. It reminds me of "The Love Boat" tv show on the cruise ship for some reason, lol. It was really elegant. It was just normal family conversations that I would've had as a child going somewhere w/ my parents but we are all adults here. My mom is worried about what ppl will think & are told not to embarrass her, lol. Thank God she is more relaxed & enjoying life now & not all uptight. Meesha Cat woke me up again.

      D3: I was @ this restaurant by the beach kind of place. It looke like a version of an old clam bake except men were diving in to catch fresh fish w/ some odd looking sieve bucket or something. They were catching things like squid & yucky stuff. No seafood that tastes good like lobster or something. A man sitting at my table was going to get to try his hand at it. He finally gets to go in & I get to come closer. It looks like a cement wall is barely flowing water over it. It was really interesting how they utilized the sea/ocean in such a way to make an entertaining dining experience. Meesha Cat is waking me up a 3rd time tonight. I'm not happy with her.

      I didn't have a lucid tonight but lately I have been picking up speed again with them after my break. I just finished my second journal over this past year since March but most of it looks like gibberish until I put it on here.
    3. Hicks, Nerds, Alien technology, Treasure, Boat attack, and investigators.

      by , 11-22-2012 at 01:22 AM
      non lucid

      A couple guys and I stood outside on the well lit patio of a small country home at night. There were no lights on in the house. An old screen door was slightly opened but the main door was shut. Against the house was a few old chairs, a walking stick, and probably a couple old rusty tools. To one side of the house was a barely visible dirt road that disappeared beyond some bushes and out into the night. Just behind the bushes parked on the side of the road I could see the top of a faded blue Chevy truck.

      We knew some guys were coming out to gun us down but we had some sort of plan. One guy came running up and said they were coming. Soon enough one guy came up to us, pulled out a shotgun and pointed it at the DC nearest the front door. The gunman had an average build, brown hair, flannel shirt, blue jeans, and boots. This didn't bother me much because I knew that one of my DC buddies was supposed to be sneakin' up behind the bushes any minute. He was supposedly a insanely dangerous guy that nobody should mess with and he had dealt with this sort of situation before.

      What I thought was going to happen is that he would come up and shoot the gunman from the bushes with some sort of dart or arrow. Once I knew he was out at the bushes I began to talk to the gunman. "You don't wanna do that man." I said "you better get out of here...your times running out man..better run..". It was then that I noticed the guy I was waiting for was holding up a pair of antlers from behind the bushes. Then he was only holding up one antler. It was some sort of signal to us that he was there and ready. "This is retarded. Shoot the guy already" I thought. However, before he could do anything, the gunman ran off down the road.

      Now it was just me outside and I walked toward the dirt road to meet two more of our crew which were coming up the road with weapons. One quickly moved past me and into the house but the next guy stopped in front of me. He was just about the nerdiest guy I've ever seen with high blue waisted pants, yellow button up shirt, and carrying some really poorly made bows and quivers full of arrows with equally poor construction. He handed me one bow and a quiver and we made our way into the house.

      As I was going into the house and the dream theme began to transition, I noticed that my bow could bend in the middle like a hinge which made it practically useless. The nerds bow was in the same condition. Directly inside was the living room and directly to the right of us was the back of a couch and to the left was a wall. A kitchen and hall way opened up to the left at the end of the wall. Things were fairly cluttered, dishes were dirty, and someone was constructing a home made play pen between the kitchen and the couch in the living room.

      The play pen had four small PVC pipes, one at each corner and held in place by something heavy yet not sturdy enough. Wrapped around the pipes was a tarp like material. The pen had no floor and the carpet was covered in small shredded scraps of cardboard or something like that. The sides were also trying to fall in. The nerd went to one side and bent his bow into a ninety degree angle and used it to stabilize one corner. I followed suit with the opposite corner and was happy to be rid of the stupid bow. As we headed into the kitchen the dream transitioned again.

      I found my self on the run as I shuffled out of the kitchen and through hallways of an old wooden ship / submarine. I was looking for a way out and also searching for something. Finally I came to a spot where I could just barely squeeze myself up and through a path in the upper corner of a hallway. I lifted myself up through the opening and out into the water. I held on to the ship which appeared to be partially sunk. The hole where I had come out was gone and in front of me just inside a break of the hull was a medium sized treasure chest. I opened the chest and and gazed inside to find more empty containers which were shaped like the tops of bird houses and were all fitted together on their sides. I figured that I hadn't found anything worth much and so I swam off toward the shore.

      note: I think this part of my dream must have bin partly inspired by Assassins Creed III.

      There were a few rocks sticking up out of the water but the waves were calm and blue, the sun bright, and the beach was sandy and beautiful. I didn't get very far when I had second thoughts about the treasure and decided to turn around. However before I got back to the ship a jet boat came speeding from behind some nearby rocks. At this point and this point only, the boat was towing a matching trailer. It was those same jerks from the first part of the dream and the driver was heading straight for me. When they hit me I somehow managed to grab onto the boat and without them noticing that I was still alive. Careful not to get cut up by a propeller which the boat shouldn't have had I made my way to the back of the boat and took a look inside.

      There were three guys total but one of them was only a young teenager who was asleep in the back seat. I considered secretly throwing them all over board one by one. I would have to start with the kid but I couldn't take the chance that he could get hurt or drown. Before I made any decision the boat crashed into the beach, throwing us all onto the beach. Again the dream transitioned.

      Next thing I remember was standing inside a cave on the beach amongst the wreckage. One of the guys was pointing a shotgun at one of my buddies again. I remember trying not to kill anyone and somehow I manage to stop any violence from occurring. Some of the wreckage may have been alien spaceships and there was also other bits of technologically advanced equipment around the cave. Most of this equipment was actually human and was used to examine the alien stuff many years ago. It felt like this cave had been forgotten several years ago by the US government..kinda Stargate-ish . There was a dusty row of monitors and some small cube-ish computing modules all lined up on shelves.

      Last transition and I am observing a conversation between people wearing lab-coats in a CSI type evidence lab. There were two guys sitting down near a security door and a female investigator was asking them about some breach in security that had happened somewhere. The two guys kind of shrugged brainlessly like they had no idea there was a problem. Apparently they had let an imposter get through their background check system...twice. The investigator looked through an evidence tray filled with what I think was pot and grabbed a large brownish-orange medicine container also filled with the same stuff. She looked over at the too men and asked "But why would they use this place to get through twice?" She was implying that the guys had messed up and that the imposter had used this lab because it was easy.

    4. Postitute, Maintenance Frags

      by , 05-29-2011 at 09:11 PM (Trial and Error)
      Had a dream I was a prostitute working an area.
      I had two babies that were not mine (no idea where they came from) that I kept with me because they were cute and it got people to ask me questions. I was standing on the other side of a car parked in the street, the babies were in the drivers seat and I would take them out of the car through the drivers window.

      There was a cop that was on to me and made it hard to get clients. He would park right in next to the car I had the babies in pinning me between the cars and blocking off anyone that would approach. I talked to him about what he "thought" I was doing, but after a while someone came by anyway. He passed me $20 through the cop car and asked to meet me. I said sure and walked with him around the corner. I stuck the $20 in my bra which was practically exploding with cash.

      I thrust myself toward him and started making out with him. The cop came around the corner and I stopped abruptly and told the guy we should find somewhere more private. We started to walk away and the dream changed.

      ---an unnerving dream irl because I have never had or pursued a relationship as of yet--- (I am female)

      Had a dream I was complaining to my mom about my job and telling her how the positing sucks and how I need a new job because it is not fixable. She just smiled and nodded not caring about that at all but tangenting to our relationship, it was very uncomfortable.

      I was working maintenance (my current job irl) There was a work request to have two suitcases taken to ocean beach and another to Mariposa. I have no idea where Mariposa is, and I know how to get to ocean beach but I know I do not have time to get there and back. I try to explain to someone that it is not even in my job description to deliver things off site, and that this is not my responsibility.

      I decide to try it anyway since no one will listen or understand, plus i am paid by the hour, so who cares if I go on a wild goose chase. i set out, it is not long before the bags start feeling heavy and I get lost trying to find Mariposa. After a while I head back, angry still that my boss is making me do this. I ask John at the security desk if he could give me better directions to Mariposa and ocean beach. He whips out a huge map that is as tall as I am and the width of the lobby and points to ocean beach. Great, I say, now what about Mariposa. He gets a silly grin on his face and says that I have seen it already. No I have not I say but he insists that I can find it. I was sure I could find it but I only had half an hour to get them where they needed to be. I search and somehow discover that mariposa is under the false name "Pansies and Pluto" (I am sure about pluto but I forget what exactly pansies was, something like that though) I head out, and wake up.