non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening At some kind of round table with only top elite people. They are talking about society and opportunities and they are totally acting entitled and saying bullshit about how everybody can take a chance at the stock market and similar enriching opportunities. I am not allowed to talk, but I can't have it anymore and I get up and call bullshit to their faces. Present them with statistics, tell them how the system is rigged and we never stand a chance unlike them. Oprah is in there too and she is asking for them to warn people about some apocalyptic storm that is coming and only they know about. They claim she has a history of crying wolf. She presents proof she was never wrong in warning people because shit did happen. I support her. They don't give a shit, they keep silent about this storm so severe that wind and rain is capable of destroying rock and will probably erode mountains. I help her try to spread the message as much as possible, but we hardly reach anyone on time.
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I’m in a bus with my son filled with students from hismiddle school, but they look like high school students. It is at least 3:30P.M.,and the bus is driving south on Lamar Blvd. near Shoal Creek. We pass a building/housethat is on fire on the 2[/SIZE][SIZE=2]nd[/SIZE][SIZE=3] floor and I remark that it is still onfire. I believe I had seen it, perhaps passed by it, earlier in the dream, butthis may be a false memory. We continue along the road and I begin talking witha girl in front of me, and then I have some words for a nearby boy. I can’tremember what I said to the girl but I told the boy something in a very frankway, possibly something hurtful. I even thought about why I was saying what Isaid in a mean way, yet decided to continue saying it. The boy got up, cried,and wandered off. He was skinny, had glasses, and sort of wavy dark hair. Thegirl, who turned out to be a cheerleader, got mad at me and said, “Thanks a lot!He was one of the nice ones!” and she left.[/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Just remembered when I sat down on the bus with my son hestarted talking to a cheerleader and I was impressed he was talking to such apretty girl so casually, and comfortably, and he wasn’t awkward or shy. She wasreplying to him and he told her that she was, “…such a dumb bitch.” And she wasjust “really dumb.” I was now equally impressed and dumbfounded that he wouldsay this to her face, such a pretty and nice-sounding girl. I never got todwell on this in the dream.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Somehow we ended up in a flat-bottomed ferry-boat on theriver in Austin, which was bigger than usual. It was operated by a hefty, shortblack lady, who turned out to be Nell Carter. She had made her home on the boatand was using it to ferry people across the river, which somehow seemed a lotwider than normal. Outside the boathouse, on the aft deck, was a shallow pool,or fountain. The interior of the boathouse had chairs, plants, cabinets, andmap drawers along the walls.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]We cruised around on the boat for some time, taking considerabletime to get from one side of the river to the other. I recall chasing mydaughter around the boat, inside and out. She was younger in the dream,perhaps 2 or 3 years old, but Iperceived her as being 10 months old or so, and capable of decent speech. Myson was not aboard. After catching up to her (still chasing) I was talking withher and she asked me, “Why did we stay in the overflow annex for Aquafest for10 months?” I started to reply and then remembered she wasn’t alive back then.How could she know about that? We had indeed lived in the annex for 10 months,when I was a kid, but I didn’t even remember it because I had been little. Iremarked to the people in the room, “She’s right, but how could she know that?”(these are all false memories) I decidedit was important to look through the map drawers and found some maps thatseemed significant, and Nell Carter thought so also. Another person on the boatwas also looking at the maps and seemed worried about what they meant.[/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Dream-shift happens here.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]Suddenly we were interrupted by a gang of mean men. Therewere skinny white guys and very large black guys, all wearing menacing leatherwith points and spikes. We (the group I was in) all picked up knives thatseemed to be lying around on the floor and prepared to defend ourselves. Thebad guys had knives also, and weren’t afraid to use them. We started facing offagainst different people and I took out a skinny guy and then another mid-sizedguy, and then I was left facing the giant black thug all by myself. He pulledout a knife that was more machete than anything, shiny and sharp. He tended to move stereotypically slow, and Inoticed I was wielding a heavy-handled 5” knife that had a nice heft to it. Ithrew the knife at him and it stuck in his chest, deep, but not completelyincapacitating. It slowed him a little, and as I was backing up from him Ipulled another knife out of the back of a slain thug that was lying on the groundnext to me. I prepared to fight, but I was clearly outmatched. He wielded hisbig knife and I had my little four or five inch knife, which made me feel likeI was about to die. Somehow, despite its size, I used the knife to block acouple of his attacks, and I finally stabbed him around the collar bone.[/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Though a decent wound it still did not stop him. I backedaway and noticed some gay male cheerleaders were part of the fray, and they wereclearly on the side of the bad guys with murderous intent, though it was likethey were infected with the urge to kill rather than being inherently bad. Theywere on a hill, one holding the hands of the other, keeping the lower guy fromsliding down the hill. I stabbed the upper cheerleader in the back of the neckand they both went down. They were still smiling, and doing “gay” cheers andwere clearly affected in the head, possibly by the zombie virus. [/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Stabbing the cheerleader was a weird sensation. Pushing theknife into his neck didn’t feel like I thought it should, slightly yielding yetmy knife didn’t seem to go in as far as I felt it should.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]Just remembered I slit a couple throats during the fracas. The first throat I cut didn’t bleed like I hadhoped it would and I had to stab that person with a little more force. Thesecond person I grabbed and turned to face away from me so I could slit theirthroat properly. I drew my knife across their neck and blood gushed in asatisfying manner.[/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Now I had to face the big black thug one more time. I’m notclear if I stabbed him or threw another knife into his chest, but the knifewent in pretty deep, and he seemed to be bleeding from his neck, and possiblyhis mouth. He stopped, looked down and pulled out the knife, dribbled out someblood, turned around and just walked out. He was unhappy, hurt, seriouslybleeding, and he had endured enough.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I began searching through the knives left on the ground andfound a few folding knives and some cleavers with handles that covered aquarter of the blade. Knives were everywhere, the battle between groups havingbeen quite intense. Out of nowhere Oprah Winfrey shows up and starts lookingover the knives on the floor. She tells us we had good taste in knives and ifshe ever needed any cutlery she would come to us.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]This was such a weird dream, so odd that punks, gaycheerleaders, and massive thugs all were focused on the same killing task. Tome, it had felt as if all the bad guys were infected by some malicious virusthat turned regular people into homicidal maniacs. Additionally, all thecharacters were stereotypical in action. The gay cheerleaders were flamboyant,the skinny punks seemed incompetent, and the big black thug was very strong butmoved slower than I could.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Oh, and the soundtrack to my dream was a song by DrowningPool, called Bodies (“Let the bodies hit the floor!”) Very appropriate.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
May 9, 2011 Lucid Dream 229: Pleasure Dealer Series: Sexcapades, Episode 8 DILD It was spring break. Me and a bunch of my friends were in some random city. The celebration going on in the streets and bars reminded me of Mardi Gras. It was even more over the top though. There were people having sex in the streets and in the bars, drugs were absolutely everywhere and there were no police to be found. It was crazy. I was with my friends Chris R, Cliff, Diddy, and Mike. I was smoking a blunt with two attractive females and things got interesting. I began making out with them both and one of them stopped and said, "I can't, I have a boyfriend," or something along those lines. She left and the other asked me if we could find a room somewhere. I told her that I was not paying for a room and I would just bang her right here in the bar. I bent her over the bar as I finished smoking the blunt. There was another female beside us who just sat there and watched. I thought it was a bit strange, but I kept f***ing anyway. Finally, this female walked over to us and whispered in my ear, "I'd like to give that a try." It turns out she was a porn star. The first girl left and I started railing the porn star. After a bit, she pulled away from me and started getting dressed. She told me that she didn't approve and she was done. She walked away and I put my pants back on. I walked back outside and saw Chris R standing across the street. He told me to follow him and we entered a large building. It was some sort of club and Chris told me he owned it. I thought, "What? Chris doesn't own a club. What is going on here?" I started to suspect that I may be dreaming. Chris then looks at me and says, "Since this is a dream, I own the motha f***er!" I performed a quick nose pinch RC to confirm. Chris was now sitting on the nearby couch with about five females on each side of him. He told me to take my pick. I told three of them to follow me. We walked up the nearby stairs and into a different section of the club. I put my hand on top of one of the girls' head. On cue, she crouched down and unzipped my pants. I messed around with these three for a while and returned to the top of the stairs. I yelled down at Chris, "Send a couple more up!" I then imagined a specific person and tried expecting her to be one of the two. It didn't work. Two other females came up and I sent them to "play" with the other girls. I the told Chris to specifically send up the girl I was wanting. I saw AB walking up the stairs and she looked gorgeous. I took her into the room where the other five girls were all playing naked twister. I began kissing AB and laid her on a bed in the corner of the room. I began f***ing her and after a bit, Diddy and Mike came into the room. Diddy said, "Quit wasting lucidity in here and lets go do some cool shit!" I agreed and left the room. We were now outside and standing in the street. There was a river running beside the street as well. The scene had completely changed and we were in a more rural setting. I noticed there was a row of gigantic billiards (pool) tables. There was also a lattice fence running along the sides of the pool tables. Decorative plants were hanging from the lattice. We jumped up on the pool table and began running along the row of them. There must have been 1,000 tables lined up end to end. We finally came to the end of the row and jumped down off the tables. We were now in a fancy art shop. There were vases, expensive looking paintings, etc. I told Diddy that we should do some Assassin's Creed stuff. I began running up the wall and grabbing ledges that were conveniently placed around the shop. I ran up one wall and grabbed a glass shelf. The shelf came loose and I dropped back down to the ground with the shelf in my hand. The vases that were sitting on the shelf were still suspended in the air as if the shelf was still there. It was an interesting site. I slammed the glass shelf and shattered it on the ground. The vases then fell and shattered as well. I then had a false awakening. I awoke and looked around me. I saw a river running to my left and realized I was sleeping on a pool table. Somehow, I didn't instantly catch that I was still dreaming. Mike and Diddy were standing there as well. I noticed that I was holding a toy boat in my hand. I looked at it for a moment and then looked around me again. I saw an actual boat going down the river and it looked exactly like my toy boat. It instantly kicked in and I realized I was still dreaming. I flew out to the boat and landed in the water. I began jumping out of the water like a dolphin and followed the boat. After a bit, I flew up onto the boat and entered the door into the boat's interior. I was in a large room that absolutely could not have actually been inside this small boat. I notice my friend Hammer and Christoff were in the room. I told them both we were dreaming, but they didn't believe me. I then began performing super jumps in the room and said, "I couldn't do this if we were dreaming." They agreed and I noticed someone else had entered the room. It was a guy wearing only a shirt and nothing else. He was making strange noises and I noticed his ass was made of human hands. Or rather, it looked as if someone had fused hands into his ass. They were underneath a thin layer of skin and were moving around in a strange manner. It was an odd site and the guy started telling jokes. I can't remember what the jokes were, but they were extremely funny. I awoke while listening to the jokes and wondering what they hell happened to his ass. 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! May 9, 2011 Lucid Dream 230: School House Rampage Series: Friends, Episode 12 DILD I was in high school with my friend Mike B, Cliff, and my brother. We were skipping class and were hanging out in a large storage closet. They were playing against each other on Nintendo DS'. I was looking through old lost and found boxes to see if I could find anything cool. I found a box full of old NES and SNES games. I was excited and started going through the games to see if there was anything rare in there. I ended up finding some awesome games when a teacher busted into the storage room and started yelling at us. The teacher was actually Oprah Winfrey. She stopped fussing and said, "What is it that you guys are playing anyway?" The informed her that they were playing Mario Kart and I could tell she was interested. I talked her into skipping class as well and playing some Mario Kart with us. She finally stayed and pulled out her own DS and began playing. I went back to searching for old video games in the lost and found boxes. I noticed that the SNES games I had picked out kept changing. I was sad for a moment when I realized that I was dreaming and these games were not actually going to go into my collection. I then performed a nose pinch to confirm. I turned to Mike, Cliff, my brother, Oprah, and a random male DC who was now there. I said, "We are lucid. Cut that shit off and lets go do something." I shoulder rammed the store room door and busted it open. Everyone went their separate ways except for the random DC guy. He told me he didn't know what lucidity was and he was just going to follow me. I told him a few quick things about lucid dreams and started showing him some cool stuff. I phased through the corner of the wall and came out the other side. He tried, but got stuck and I had to pull him out. I told him to take a running start, but he slammed into the wall and fell backwards again. I then said we would try something easier, like a door. We both took off running and dove headfirst into a classroom door. We slammed up against it and crumpled at its mercy. The door flew open, but we definitely didn't quietly pass through it like we had hoped. The classroom was full and all the students were staring at us. The teacher at the front of the class didn't even seem to notice us. I jumped up on one of the students' desk and began jumping from desk to desk without touching the floor. I was sort of making a game of it. Once I started this line of thought, students began pushing me and throwing objects in my path. I dodged most objects and managed to stay on top of the desks with a few close calls. I noticed the students were in the middle of taking a test, but instead of paper, they were all writing on CDs with sharpies. I noticed an attractive girl in one of the desks. Somehow I knew her name was Zilo. I walked up to her, kissed her and told the entire class to "watch this." I then took off running and dove headfirst through the window of the classroom. I passed through the window like a ghost and the random DC guy followed my lead. We were now in a different room. There was a mirror in this room and I told the DC you could pass through these as well. I placed my hand on the mirror and started to push. My hand sunk into the mirror and I stepped through it with the rest of my body. The DC followed and we had arrived in a different room with more mirrors. These were high off the ground, so I floated up to one and passed through it like it was vapor. A teacher had followed us through this mirror and was searching for the DC who was with me. She was looking to get him in trouble, so we ran. We met up with Cliff and ran to the front of the school. We were exiting the front of the building and I thought we had managed to escape. The DC with us jogged out in the front lawn and was immediately surrounded by policeman. He was then gunned down from about 20 different angles. The front was now full of people and policeman. There were benches and picnic shelters set up around the area. I shouted, "You all have f***ed up now! I shall kill all who fired a shot." I grabbed a butter knife that was laying on one of the tables and began running around the lawn slitting throats. Some of them didn't cut well and I had to sort of saw their throats. After I had sliced a bunch of DCs, I turned around and looked at what I had done. Most of them were not dead yet and were struggling for air. There were family members panicking and trying to help out the victims. I heard random words of comfort like, "It will be ok," "Just hold on, I'll get an ambulance," "I will always love you," etc. Cliff walked up to me and gave me a speech. It was something about doing terrible things and there was no way out of it now. He suggested that we both jump off the Cliff together and end all of the pain now. I knew jumping off would end the dream, so I was hesitant. I took another look around and the scene was absolutely tragic. It was full of suffering and I genuinely felt bad for what I had done. I agreed and me and Cliff walked to the edge of a cliff (lol). We both jumped off this massive cliff side and I felt free as I fell to the depths below. It was a nice feeling. We slammed hard into the ground, knowing it was going to wake me up, so I prepared to DEILD. 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! May 9, 2011 Lucid Dream 231: Canine Talents Series: Land of Dreams, Episode 13 DEILD I felt myself wake up and transitioned smoothly back into the dream state. I was in my room, so I got up and voe head first out of my window. I started performing super long jumps across the landscape. After several of these, I took flight. I flew around for and decided to examine a house below. I landed in the hard and walked up to the window of the house. It was dark inside, so I pecked on the window to see what would happen. I heard a growl to me left and quickly looked over. There was a dog snarling its teeth at me. A bit amused, I decided to run and let it chase me. I took off running and the dog followed. I could hear it barking viciously as it chased me through the neighborhood. I was just about to get bored with it when the dog split into three separate dogs. I began performing parkour-like tricks avoiding the three beasts. After a bit, I turned and put my hand up in the "stop" position. All three dogs stopped running and sat down in front of me. They now looked friendly, so I whistled and held out my hand. I began petting the dogs as I sat down in a nearby lounge chair. I watched as one of the dogs began molding the other one into something. It was reall strange watching a dog walk around on two legs and mold another dog into a gun. I picked up the gun and noticed it was musket pistol. It only had a single shot, so I fired it at the third dog. It was a clean hit and the dog yelped and toppled over. On cue, the original dog walked over and began molding this dog as well. He molded it into a pair of binoculars. I picked them up and looked through them. The viewing range on this set of binoculars was amazing. I looked out at a mountain in the distance and could see animals frolicking in the woods. I observed the environment through these binoculars for a bit, but unfortunately woke up during the process. 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 will I do? These are the dreams that fit into no particular category. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!
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