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    1. 24 Apr: Kidnapped by aliens(?) and stopping a robbery at a shop

      by , 04-24-2019 at 09:21 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      Kidnapped with a bunch of other people by some unknown entity we never see. We wake up in a kind of well or shaft, hanging dangerously from the wall. It seems that at the slightest movement this well might start to break and fall apart, so we are all very still, except one guy who seems determined to break it. The entity assumes human forms and we are removed one by one in an elimination process that seems like a contest looking for the winner. And the winner is me and another person, who apparently have something they look for or want. They examine us, I see now I have needles still in my arm that they remove and big bruises.

      I am with a friend (maybe Riverstone) and we go to a shopping mall. Although I feel heat and I think it's summer, the decorations are all about winter, snow and Xmas.

      At the mall with some friends, some weird situation with someone stealing my jacket and then leaving it hanged in a place I pass by and it has something in a pocket, that sends a video message to a screen nearby when we walk past it. In the video, there is a warning, a bit cryptic, about some girls robbing something and we conclude it is the Mango store. We go there to warn but actually the robbery is happening right as we enter. First we pretend we didn't notice, then they threaten us, but I signal to my friends to attack. I take down the one with the gun and they help take down the rest, but I am the one that knocks them unconscious. We then look for materials we can use to tie their hands and feet and wait for the cops. The cops bring us bread.
    2. 12 Feb: New office job and robbers attack me and mom

      by , 02-12-2019 at 11:01 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      Working at a new office. Me and colleagues are in charge of setting up the furniture but we fail to comply with our boss suggestions. On top of that, I accidentally cut the electricity that goes to his table.

      Me and mom we moved to a new unsafe neighborhood. We are at the window and we watch a couple being mugged and the thieves taking their groceries. My mom says she also thinks she heard a girl asking for help at the parking lot nearby. We go check. we find signs that something appears to have been dragged through the ground but we don't see a soul. Then the thieves we saw before come by and I tell them to go away because I know martial arts. I have an umbrella and think about using it as weapon. They guys don't know if they believe me, so one approaches me and I strike. But I don't train for a while and I am afraid I might not keep going so well if they insist. Luckily they are convinced and they let me go unharmed. But my mom is frozen by fear and I basically have to drag her home.
    3. Robbery and Running and Preconscious Distraction

      by , 09-11-2017 at 10:40 AM
      Morning of September 11, 2017. Monday.



      I am walking with two unknown males, a situation of which continued from a very long previous dream sequence. I think about robbing a place, but the details are not clear yet. I eventually realize that I am carrying a Glock pistol. Soon, I “realize” that I am a black female of perhaps about twenty-five years old.

      It seems late at night. I go into a small trailer park in an open field where a dense forest is to my left. An unknown black female, but of whom is apparently known to the character I presently am, complains about me being there to rob her again (though I do not recall any backstory for this). Other than that, she does not seem alarmed by my gun. She opens a couple drawers in a large chest of drawers in her trailer. There is a bundle of one-hundred-dollar bills in an even stack, partly wrapped in cellophane. There is also a roll of fifty-dollar bills held together with a rubber band. There are also numerous rolls of coins. I tell her to keep some of the money, including the roll of fifties, but she insists that I take all of it. I put everything in two bags. There are several other items besides the American money, including bottles of perfume and shampoo and small items of clothing. I leave the trailer park, walking briskly east. I see a couple others outside of their trailers on my right, one an older black male of about sixty.

      Somehow, it is suddenly daylight now, possibly early afternoon. I am with two unknown Caucasian males (though one reminds me vaguely of Don K from the early 1980s). I am seemingly now a male character, though not fully myself and perhaps about twenty years old. We seem to be going west on Sill Street, having gone past Wood Street and possibly Kane Street. I decide to toss my gun on the ground near the intersection near the trunk of a tree so I am not armed if caught (thinking I would be in less trouble). Still, I consider that may not be a good idea as a child might find it. The others and I continue, but eventually turn right to go north. I continue to carry my two bags.

      We seem happy until one of the males looks back and sees another male who apparently knows us. It may be that he will cause trouble or at least be annoying if he sees us and catches up with us. The male who recognizes this other male tells us all to go our separate ways. “I have to try to wake him up,” he says in an authoritative tone. He goes across the front lawns of a few houses on the right side of the street and I am still following him, unsure of the situation. He yells with frustration and waves me off, indicating to me not to follow him. The male who had been behind us is apparently sleepwalking. He has long black hair and a long black beard and has on blue jeans but no shoes, socks, or shirt. He starts cheerfully talking to the male that seems to know who he is. “I can’t understand anything you’re saying,” the sleepwalking male is told, “You’re speaking gibberish”.

      I continue to go north a short distance, but then turn around to go through a very narrow residential alley back southward. I am slightly concerned that I might annoy people by going through or close to their backyards but I do not see anyone. At the end of the alley are two closed chain-link gates about chest-high, side by side. Each of the two gates is for a different house, which makes no sense, as the alley goes past all houses on the block and the gates are adjacent to the public sidewalk. Before I get to them, I have to climb quickly up over a couple large full garbage bags and some other objects. At first, I think the gates might be locked, but I am able to open them by turning a horizontal L-shaped bolt lock. The detail is very vivid and realistic in appearance (but unlike any setting I had ever seen in real life). The sense of physical momentum and touch is vivid as well.

      A few police officers approach me and look in my bags and ask me where I am going. I see that there are a lot of rolls of coins in them. I insist that everything is mine, but they seem condescending. While pretending that I am totally innocent, I am eventually able to get away. One policewoman seems to think I am okay and seems to see me as being victimized by the other officers. However, a chubby male officer seems determined that I will be caught again and found to have robbed someone, or possibly a bank.

      I somehow end up going through the second floor of a business building. There are a few times when I fly after getting outside again, but I end up walking again, as my two bags are heavy. I somehow end up back near Sill and Kane and recall how I had deliberately thrown my gun there (at the northeast corner) but I do not see it. It is daylight at this time.

      I am now briskly walking south through the north side of La Crosse (except that it looks more like the south side) and it seems to be night once again. I somehow have my gun again without contemplating that I had gotten rid of it. I am the black female character again. I make sure my gun is holstered in the front of my pants and unseen. I am thinking of finding the Loomis Street house to hide out even though that does not make sense as I am supposedly someone else. I vaguely recall that my sister had died but that my brother-in-law may be there (though they had actually moved prior to my sister’s death, though I was living in Australia by that time). I continue to carry the two cloth bags of money and other items, one in each hand. I notice that about eight people are running towards me, though not directly towards me. I think they may have attempted to rob a closed business but none of them are carrying anything. Police cars go by but they curiously do not stop. (The scene of these looters, including their appearance, was very similar to something I did not know about until after this dream and seeing it on the news, so I am considering this part as prescient.)

      I cross the street (which may be a distorted version of Loomis Street, though too commercial) to my right and turn right down a very narrow alley with tall commercial buildings on each side. The alley is not wide enough for a car to follow me through and is at least two city blocks long. However, nearing the opening ahead, I see a puff of smoke going past the edge of a building on the left side of the end of the alley at about head level. It is the chubby policeman, who is smoking a cigarette, who had vowed to catch me. I knock him in the head with my heavy bags and knock him over. The police woman, who seems to be on my side, is possibly going to help me escape now.



      The preconscious modelling itself artificially, or mimicking itself, in needing to wake another dream character (instead of me) is about as surreal and unusual as it gets (even stranger than a false awakening where I am writing down or telling someone about my previous dream). The threads of my dream self identity changing a few times (without any focus on that dynamic) is rather odd as well.


    4. Implementing a New Method

      by , 05-09-2016 at 09:11 PM
      I began a new method in hopes of having more vivid and memorable dreams. So far, I can remember one of the dreams I had pretty well since starting this a couple days ago. I usually have been able to get up around 9 or 10 during the week, seeing as how I don't really have any early morning classes this quarter. But I realized I would probably be able to better remember my dreams if I woke myself up around 6 or 7 in the morning, when I would still be in a fairly deep sleep. So the first night i tried this, I remembered a dream I had in which I was thrown in jail for robbing a convenience store. I can't remember much else from this, apart from the fact that I nearly went mad in just the first few minutes of being behind bars (I wonder if this could be any indication of how I would be able to handle, or not handle, prison in real life). I hope to have somewhat more powerful and exciting dreams while putting this new method into use. Last night, in addition to setting my alarm for 7am, I also consumed a substantial amount of apple juice before drifting off to sleep. I used to do this on occasion in high school, and it would make for some pretty vivid dreams. However, it did not really seem to work this time. Well, I suppose it might have, and I may have just not remembered; also, I may have not woken myself up early enough. I think the particular brand of apple juice I used may not have been as effective as the ones I used in high school. Anyway, today I'll try to get my hands on some of the good stuff (Ha! Can you imagine someone referring to apple juice like this?), and I'll also set my alarm a little earlier (maybe 5:30am or so). In addition, I bought the new Radiohead album last night, and boy, I imagine listening to it before bed could make for some pretty interesting dreams. I'll add that to my method this evening too.
    5. Mcdonalds, Parties, and being an accomplice to armed robbery

      by , 12-13-2015 at 08:08 PM (Adventures in Dreamland)
      I used zzzquil because i had to get to sleep, Its gonna be unhealthy if i keep using it.

      First dream was at mcdonalds, and it was very crowded, people were going to stay there the whole day for some reason, others were popping by like it was one big party or reunion or something. I met Jennifer, an old asian friend I had calculus 1 with back in college, I met Priscilla who I knew for a long time when I was a waiter, gave her a big hug and lifted her off the ground. I think she was single so she was acting a little flirty. Among many other people there and I was drunk at mcdonalds too. I tried to go outside and drive but I was too drunk so i decided to eat somewhere else. Nearby was a few restaurants that looked combined together like they would be in a city, although the mcdonalds was a standalone restaurant in my suburban hometown. I go and eat at a place that sells Shrimp and Boudin balls and other really tasty things. We eat get desert which was really a pan, with aluminum foil on top, and happy birthday was written in chocolate icing with star sprinkles on it and we just ate the icing but somehow it was still really good. After that me and my family got in a car and started driving, I was still drunk but was watching the car move and wondering how many times i would have fucked up along this drive if i was the one driving instead. Soon enough everyone in my family gets in a different car and I have to drive even though I'm drunk. I can't even figure out which pedal is the gas or breaks, and I have trouble working the gears because its manual for some reason, and its like I'm in some racing game in an old european city. Theres brick streets, old buildings and the sun is shining. I go up a hill under a building that arches over the street as a bridge, so im shadowed under it, I try shifting gears at the top of a hill and go real slow, I end up getting 5th in the race just trying to figure everything out while drunk and my family abandoning me. I see people waiting in a little area next to the finish line as everyone finishes and goes to join them. Dream ends around there.

      Second dream was the shortest one, I was in some apartment and there was a few people in there. This girl walks up to me like I have finally arrived and tells me to take off my clothes and there is a platinum condom waiting for me. Theres supposed to be a muslim girl thats supposed to walk in and I have no idea whats going on. I take off my clothes and get in the bed and theres a platinum condom under the pillow. I get kind of excited im about to have sex. thats where it ends.

      Third dream, there was a big house party in some sort of four level house, this was a long dream. Long dreams like this i forget the chronological order so I try to guess. There was a part where most people were in the pool area, some people were in a room outside my room to sleep in and get changed. I talked with Russel and we had some kind of RC device we were playing with. I was nude and went into a small pool next to some stairs on a multilevel porch system. I realized there were kids nearby so I took a towel and wrapped myself up under the water before I came out, somehow the towel was not soaking wet. I went upstairs to change and for some reason I was going to go with two guys on an errand. We end up stopping by somewhere and they beat up and shoot a black man with stubs for legs. They shoot him in the abdomen and hes squirming on the ground, they take his wallet and phone and everything and leave him lying there. We drive back to the house and I decide not to go with them on their "next errand". They give me a clicker that has something to do with their errand, I go up to my room and take a nap. I wake up and the rc car is doing something against the door, I open it and there is a wasp doing something, I tell the cleaning lady but she doesnt care. I go downstairs and everyone has left, few people left say I took a long nap. Im in the kitchen eating with people from the party, the clicker starts clicking rapidly going higher and higher but I have no idea what it means. Dream ends.
    6. #145 - violent iguanas

      by , 10-31-2015 at 10:20 PM (The Oneironaut's Odyssey)
      Non-dream
      Non-lucid
      Lucid

      Dream - Violent Iguanas
      I'm by a farm fence that runs next to the road. It's me, Sam, and a couple others who have come here to steal something from a building that's just beyond the fence down a small slope. Me and Sam hop the fence onto the grass field on the other side. The other 2 guys with us hand us some equipment. Hmm, this won't do... There's too much stuff and the bags are already filled with the stuff we're trying to steal? (we were trying to steal ice, and possibly biscuits). Sam goes ahead with his share of the gear while I contemplate how to lighten the load. I unpack the plastic bags and decide to leave a couple boxes, there's way more than we need. Suddenly I look up and see my friend Sam running back up the hill. Uh oh, he's been discovered and is making a break for it. I turn and bolt alongside him, the other 2 guys don't need to run apparently because they haven't done anything. Me and Sam head onto the main road and keep running, there's an old lady sprinting after us (I saw her at the gym yesterday, I was amazed at how such an old person could work out like that O_O). I'm much faster than my friend and he's already running out of stamina... The old lady is really fit and is slowly catching up with single-minded intensity. How the hell? She's going to catch my friend, I could leave him with my speed but I don't want to, if he goes down then I won't let him go through it alone. I stop running and the lady catches up, there's no point wasting more energy. She talks to us and tells us to follow, leading us back to the building we had been about to rob. We're at the top of a stone staircase by the grass field that leads into an animal sanctuary (which is apparently what the building is for). "Do you like iguana?" she asks.
      "Uhh yeah I guess so?" I respond, not really sure what she wants.
      We're walking down the steps now, "We have a new male iguana arriving today" she says. I think to myself that it doesn't feel like she wants to punish us, hasn't she called the police? I get the feeling she's offering us a chance to do something with our lives maybe. We turn left at the bottom of the steps, it's almost like the area has become enclosed like we're in a building but there's these dense trees and shrubs as the walls? On the left is an exhibit for iguanas. Wow, they're huge! Maybe 1-2m long? I focus on two that are walking along the same branch, I get the feeling there is about 2 more somewhere in the background. It's almost like these iguana aren't even iguana, they have a kind of monkey-like head with a bony looking cranium with ridges. One of the iguana shoots its tongue at the behind of the other iguana, latching onto it. Is this some kind of mating ritual? I'm watching what's going on intently now. The iguana that has been latched onto seems to want to get away? It turns around and is face to face with the other iguana that has caught up... SMASH!
      What in the hell?!?! The iguana that shot its tongue out just head butt the other iguana. SMASH! SMASH! SMASH! Over and over it repeatedly rams its head into the skull of the other iguana, of which collapses and caves in on the last hit. It goes limp and falls off the branch. Whoa. I'm in a bit of shock after watching that. Its head is lying against the glass of the enclosure we were watching through. The old lady walks up and calmly inspects its head. She starts playing around with it, tinkering almost. Is she going to save it? But it's already dead? She opens up its skull and there's blood and brain, so gross. I think I ask her if she can fix it, and she responds saying that she might be able to.


      1 more night and then I'll have my exam, just focusing mostly on getting a good sleep atm so my recall isn't that great.
    7. Punishment for crime that I haven't committed, precognition?

      by , 03-09-2015 at 05:03 PM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      First dream

      It was cold, December night. I was walking back to home, and saw two hooded shapes. They were stealing from a local shop. I came closer, then the alarm started, and police arrived. They took me to the jail for a year, before even the judgement came.

      The next year I was in home, working on my laptop. It was midnight. I was making a level for Half-Life, texturing and compiling it. Suddenly a woman arrived. Tall, slim, brunette. She was my lawyer. She wanted to talk with me, so I went from my room to the living room. I sat on the couch, while she took a seat on the armchair in front of me. I felt really tired. My lawyer told me that the police never had anything to prove my guilt, and that I can make a trial against them.

      Precognitive dream recalled?

      *Today when I was on a lesson, I had a strange feeling. I made an RC and looked around, watching the rooms layout, everyone present, and what was going on. Somehow, I have realised that I saw this all before. Everything matched with the dream I had over a few months ago!*
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      non-lucid
    8. Smaugs Desolation

      by , 07-21-2014 at 07:09 PM
      Smaugs Desolation

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I am trapped in the money bin from Scrooge McDuck. I try to escape and find the outside world. Before that I wanna rob the underground bank of the Mayas connected to the place. We find a dragon and hide in his mouth. He flys us in but it ends in a disaster. I escape with the help of a witch who gives me a broom and loosens my bonds.
      She gives me a wand and I go back in to get the gold. I also find my school stuff in a safe.
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      non-lucid
    9. Helicopter, Lucids, Kitten & Bank Robbery

      by , 06-08-2014 at 08:06 PM
      So, I haven't been keeping very good track of dreams.

      Helicopter:
      About a week ago - had a dream I was in a helicopter with someone. I looked down and there was fog rolling across a field, rolling in waves like an ocean. There was a storm in the distance, I could see it across several farm fields, but it was beautiful. On the edge of the fields there was a forest. The helicopter flew down until it was only a few feet above the ground, and we flew through a forest. I had a vague idea I was dreaming, and I wanted to share this with one of my friends, so I tried to turn the helicopter pilot into one of my friends. I looked away and looked back. When I looked back, her face was blurred out, but she hadn't fully changed. When this stuff happens, you'd think it would be super creepy in a Silent Hill sort of way, but when I am dreaming it's just a "this didn't completely work" sort of thing and doesn't bother me. I woke up.

      I've had a few lucid dreams over the past 2 weeks but I've also been bad about recording those, so I'll just record last night:


      Lucid:
      Woke up ~8 am. Got up to use the bathroom. Went back to bed with the idea that it would probably be easy to transition to a lucid dream at this point.

      Fell asleep, as normal. At some point, I became semi-aware while I was in the grey fog. I am familiar with the fog, by now. I knew that because I didn't "have a body" at the moment, I wouldn't be able to enter a dream (this is something it took a while to figure out, and it's just the way it works for me). I decided to do my technique of "walking" forward until my feet took form I could see my feet. I looked down at where my feet would be and began "walking". After spending a while doing it, suddenly my feet came into being. Once they came into being, I decided to try to bring an environment into being. Suddenly, the world popped into place. It startled me so much that I fell on my butt.

      I was now sitting in a yard in front of a house. It was very clear. There was a house behind me that I didn't notice very much, and trees all around me. The grass I was sitting on was vibrantly green and soft. I saw some little flowers growing in it (like little daisies) and thought about picking one. Before I did that, though, I decided to look around. Everything was crystal clear, no "dream fuzziness" at all.

      I heard a car in the distance. It stopped at the curb next to me. Curious, I stood up to take a look. I could see the driver inside, his features were quite clear without the "dream fuzzies" that sometimes happen when I see a dream character. He opened the door and stepped out and suddenly everything became fuzzy and gray again.

      My body had disappeared again. I began to rub my hands together. After a while of rubbing, they suddenly appeared in front of me. I was pleased and tried to cause the landscape to reappear. Unfortunately, I guess I hadn't stabilized enough because my hands disappeared again and I woke up a little bit.

      I settled back down and tried to imagine walking while looking at my feet again, and holding the hand of a friend to try to make them appear with me once I "existed" again, as sort of an anchor (I am holding onto them and they are in the environment that we are both in, so they stabilize me and vice versa). It doesn't really work and I feel like I can feel my feet shuffling in my bed (I'm never completely sure if they actually are or it is an illusion that they are).


      It doesn't really work. I give up and drift into deeper sleep.

      Kitten:

      I dream I am robbing banks as an accomplice with a dream character (Caucasian guy with dark shaggy hair, thin and generally unhealthy and unreliable looking). At one point we end up in a production room where people are packing up cocaine for distribution. I have a tiny orange tabby kitten and I am worried about its welfare. I carry it with me at all times. We are going to go rob a bank and crash at a motel and my fellow bank-robber tells me to just leave the kitten outside and it will be fine. I start to leave it there but panic and come back and bring it with me. It's a huge inconvenience, but I cannot bring myself to leave my kitten alone outside where something may happen to it.

      I see on the news that I am being listed as an accomplice for murders, but I haven't murdered anybody, and I didn't know that my bank-robbing buddy has been killing people. I decide I need to get away now, that even if I'm on the hook for robberies I'm definitely innocent of killing people. I can't leave my kitten behind, though, I am too worried about it. I'm also worried something will happen to it if my bank-robbing accomplice or the police catch up to me. I run through the woods (I don't have the van/car) and come upon a house there. I know that one of my IRL friends, James, lives in it, and that it would be safe to leave the kitten with him because I trust him. He opens the door and is friendly, as if he doesn't know I've been robbing banks (or doesn't care), and happily agrees to take care of my kitten.
    10. Worst Bank Robbers Ever/Completed 1 TOTM

      by , 03-20-2014 at 03:19 AM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      Had another lucid! That's two for March, which is getting my hopes up for the future since I've been absolutely unsuccessful at lucid dreaming since my return in June. So hopefully I can keep the consistency alive!

      The dream starts with myself and my friend Robert. We are in the process of robbing a bank together. I don't recall the actual hold up very well, but after we take the money the authorities show up to thwart our devious plans. However Rob and I take extreme actions and I believe we kill one of two cops in an attempt to escape the bank.

      We successfully escape the bank and rush out into the parking lot. The cops are showering Rob and I with bullets, but luckily their aim sucks. I tell Rob that we'll never get to the getaway car at this rate. So, we take another extreme act of insurgency and get into a police car that is unguarded and drive off. The cops continue firing at us as we drive off, but their terrible aim allows us to get away unscathed.

      I toss the money into the back as Rob drives the cop car away. As we're driving off I soon take notice that Rob is doing the speed limit of what I think was 35. I look at Rob cock-eyed and wonder what the hell he's doing.
      "Rob, what the hell are you doing?" I say.
      "Gotta go the speed limit dude." Rob replies.
      "We just robbed a fucking bank!" I exclaim. "We're already going to jail if we get pulled over! Just go over the speed limit!"
      "But they don't have the make on this car yet." Rob argues.
      "What the fuck are you talking about?!" I snap. "We stole a fucking police car! They'll know who we are in a single glance!"
      "Whatever man," Rob says. "Still gotta do the speed limit."
      I facepalm as Rob turns onto the freeway now and takes the on-ramp. We pick up the pace ever so slightly as the speed limit goes up to 55(just an FYI for anyone outside the US or UK, we use miles per hour, not kilometers, so 55 is actually considerably fast).

      We now exit the freeway just as the speed goes up to 65. I wished Rob had been driving that fast from the start, and now we'll probably end up on some dumb 25 road. Sure enough, we end up on a residential street(which are all usually 25 in America). And before we know it, the cops catch up to us and cut us off.

      Rob and I get out of the car with our hands up. The cops pull out their guns and aim at us, they're going to shoot! I begin to cower in fear as the officers prepare to fire, and I think about how I can let it end this way. That's when I become lucid by pure luck. I jump up high into the air and come back down, testing my power out a little bit. I go up to a police officer, thinking of the February task of the month, to pull your own heart out. I get the idea to try and pull his heart out, but I can't do it. I grab on and end pull it forward, but it won't come out. The officers all freak out from my clearly superhuman power and leave the scene quickly.

      Rob and I travel inside where I look around and think about the TOTM. I recall the middle name task and turn to random DC.
      "What's your middle name?" I ask.
      "Krejelt," (I think that's what she said, I recalled it this morning but I've forgotten now). "That's K-R-E-J-E-L-T."
      "Thanks." I say, and then I leave.

      Time to do two tasks in one dream! I remember I need to pinch someone who isn't wearing green. I begin searching around, only to discover that everyone is wearing green. What the fuck?! This isn't fair! I continue searching desperately for someone in green, and then I come across my friend Hannah who is sitting on a couch with what I think was a cast on her right leg. She isn't wearing any green, she's the perfect victim. Someone from behind says something before I can, and I turn to see who it is. It's my friend' solder brother Nick, and as I acknowledge him, I
      awake. NO!
    11. visiting my mom

      by , 01-22-2014 at 04:30 PM
      I got plane tickets to visit my mom for the weekend. so before i leave i rob a bank of about 10 million worth of gold bars. i remember when driving in my ream that the bars were actually weighing down my car. i got back to my hotel where me and my dad were staying and i hid the bars in this dumpster compartment where this gangster was hiding his gold bars. his gold went missing so i gave him one of mine. he later then came to my apartment door and called me out into the hallway explaining that he cant cash the bars in because the police knew they were stolen. he then pulled out a gun and screamed "your going to die mother fucker!" My dad then stepped in with his gun and said there were more in the house.
      The dream then went to a school that i wasnt enrolled in. i was walking around aimlessly. until it was lunch time. this girl asked me to sit down at this long table. the cafeteria wasnt much like a standard cafeteria at all more like a restaurant. so i sit down at this table with this girl and these preppy looking d-bags. The guy across from me criticized me for what i was wearing so i got angry and starting flipping out. I then walked around the table and started to beat the shit out of him, after i was done beating on him i took his pizza and left.
      Tags: robbery, wtf
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    12. Nov. 9 Dream Journal: One Wedding and a Funeral

      by , 11-09-2013 at 07:44 PM
      I'm in a school bus, and I think I'm back in middle school now. The bus is taking me home, only somehow we are driving around in a relatively rural area (i.e. country roads, crooked power lines, people driving pickup trucks if there were other trucks, etc.). I missed my stop a long time ago, but I'm not particularly concerned. A lot of the jerk kids I remember back in school were on the same bus, and as we get further and further into the rural areas, I kept thinking, "oh, you live in the middle of nowhere? No wonder you are such an ass." All apologies to people who live in rural areas.

      At one point, I begin having a conversation with my old friend K. We were talking about careers, and he was telling me about a nice internship that works outside, gets in touch with the environment, and works with animals (all things I actually do love), but I catch on and say "wait, you want me to be a farmer?" K had a you-caught-me grin. So, to recap, my subconscious is insulting both rural and farming areas now.

      We come across the side of a road, and there appears to be this Reality TV/Small Claims Court Election going on between a family. I don't know what the argument is, but it's a family of five, and the mother is suing the father over something while the host explains. The verdict is passed down in a really convoluted manner, like "we find the defendant being accused by the prosecution of the case to be correct in the blah blah blah," so everyone takes a brief second before registering that the father won. The rest of the family politely claps their hands, but the mother is visibly distraught. She approaches the host, but the host seems to reject her, telling her "I'm sorry, but you are only 15-inches tall," "and a soon to be divorced woman," she responds sadly. And yes, it's only about this time I realize the family are all tiny, and they are lined up each in their own tiny kennels.

      Dream two gets bad. I'm in a mall plaza, near a large cell-phone kiosk like AT&T or some other large brand. A tall man and I have an intricate plan to rob someone that somehow involves me pretending to also be robbed at the same time. I look in my wallet, and I have a $1000 bill (Um... what?), so of course the plan goes awry and my partner decides to keep the money for himself. I got really angry, but before I could do anything, your stereotypical mall cop appears. I explain the situation (basically admitting our plan). The mall cop thinks for a second and says "I know what to do," then shoots my partner in the head with a gun. And of course the mall cop looks like Pepper Spray cop.

      The scene shifts a little, and now I'm aware of being in an ad where they are shooting a commercial for a tea product or something, but it's blended into real ("Dream" real, I mean) life where the premise is the grandpa (who is also the "real" owner of the tea company) had to leave, and his adorable tells the rest of her family they can't start dinner yet, and she runs around the mall distraught, yelling for her grandpa to come to dinner. Dream me got a lot of dust in his eyes. The mom seems to know grandpa is okay, and says something along the lines of "if grandpa is gone, I get his car," while the rest of the family laughs, and the scene shifts to a parking lot you'd find in an apartment complex. For some reason, the mom turns into Rosalyn the babysitter from Calvin and Hobbes, and I realize I'm wandering around the lot having just finished watching a Calvin and Hobbes movie. I wake up at whatever ridiculous time it was, short hand my dream, and go back to sleep.

      Dream three starts with watching Michaelangelo from the Ninja Turtles trying to flirt with a ninja girl he meets, but it also feels like I'm reading a book about this. The narrator explains that Michaelangelo thinks she is better handling Sais than Raphael (BLASPHEMY!), and they are scaling walls in the city while he keeps trying to impress her.

      The scene switches to my brother's wedding, but he tells me to fill in for him. So now, I'm sitting at the groom's table like a panelist in a convention, and the bride and I are both dressed really low key -- I remember the bride is wearing flannel and jeans, and I have my legs kicked up on the table. At one point in the wedding there was the whole "this bread is the body of Christ" thing, and we have to dip our respective bread into a cup of water. I think my brother eventually made it in time, because the scene shifts to their house (which resembles a 60's style home) during Christmas morning, and I walk down stairs and say hi to my brother and his wife. It's at this time that I realize that my brother's new wife is now a weird version of what I feel should be an ex or someone I knew, although I have no idea who this person is.

      I either wake up laughing, or laughed myself awake.

      Updated 11-09-2013 at 09:55 PM by 66359

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    13. The robbers of the redneck family

      by , 09-15-2013 at 12:00 PM (The Redeeming Dreamer)
      9/15/2013, 10:05-5:50

      I got off the computer at 8:25 last night. Didn't meditate, too busy talking with my family. Went to sleep at like 10:05, couldn't fall asleep till 11:00.

      Dream 1:

      I was in a town, and there was an arena in it. I went into the arena and forgot the rest of what happened. There was also the number 20 somewhere.

      Wake-up (3:42):

      Got up to go to the bathroom and drink some water. Thought about having an LD and stayed up for 3 minutes till 3:45 (numbers are in order ). Then, I fell asleep around 15 minutes later, and had a "lucid moment". Woke up a few seconds afterwards, probably too excited.

      Dream 2:

      This one was pretty long. I was in a barn at first. Well, a barn that was somehow turned into a bar. I saw these four suspicious people. They were all fat; really fat. One was an Indian guy, another was African-American guy. There was also a fat white woman, and a fat white guy with glasses. They were all staring at me and talking to each other.

      So I left the bar and met my dad. We went to someone's house (a redneck-ish person) that looked EXACTLY like mine! Dad and I stayed there for a few hours, talking with the guy. There was also this cute curly blond daughter the guy had. I think I talked to her. All was well when, eventually, I saw the four fat people again! They were on the back deck of the house. My dad and the redneck guy were in the living room, talking, while I was with his daughter standing, staring at the 4 trespassers. They tried to quickly open the sliding screen door, but I quickly locked it with every lock there was (which, apparently, was that driving lock thing and three regular door locks on the side, more than it actually has). The 4 people then got angry, and entered the house through a secret door that I NEVER NOTICED before (sarcasm) that somehow went into the basement. I started screaming, "THEY'RE IN THE BASEMENT! THEY'RE IN THE BASEMENT!" Our parents and us quickly got up and went into the master bedroom. The redneck guy was trying to open the gun safe, when the four fat people came into the room, each carrying a pistol.

      The Indian guy then started pointing his gun at everyone, along with the white guy. The Indian was talking about something, probably to do with this being a robbery. He pointed his pistol at me, saying, "I'll shoot him!" (or something to that effect) and I then crossed my arms and rolled to the side, thinking he doesn't know where my chest is, if he shot me (lol what the heck was I thinking?). I then realized my arms were crossed and put them behind my back, palm in palm against the wall. My dad then said, "Okay. Let's go sit in the living room and negotiate something." (or, again, something like that) and all the adults left, leaving me and the girl in the bedroom.

      I tried to open the gun safe. It had a fairly sharp point at the top, and the top number was 2000! I then saw the girl go into the closet. I asked, "Why you going in there?" She said, "I don't want them finding me when I come back." I then decided to climb in with her. I then got this feeling we were gonna end up making out, and the dream ended.
    14. Two Choices and Banana Bank Robbery (8/20/13)

      by , 08-20-2013 at 02:31 PM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      I dream I'm at this girl's house(though it highly resembles someone else's house who I know). She is very sick and it would appear her younger sister can't take care of her. Now this girl IRL is literally like the nicest girl I know....but this dream has a twist. So I notice how sick she has become. Her voice is very weak, she's pale, and she can't even walk anymore. So I decide I should help her out.
      "Is there anything I can get for you?" I ask. She says yes and mentions a special type of medicine and points across the kitchen to some cabinets. This is where she starts to turn. I make my way over and begin searching. She didn't give me a specific cabinet to search. Now she appears to be getting frustrated with me and begins to snap at me. She's trying to direct me to the right cabinet but I can't hear her. She's angry enough now so I really don't want to tell her to speak up.
      "Geez I should just get it myself!!!" she snaps. I feel really frustrated now as I finally find the medicine she demands. I bring it to her and then leave her, not wanting to stay around any longer. The dream soon fades...now either I woke up or transitioned I don't remember...

      I now dream I am somewhere I can't recall but I'm hanging out with my church friends. We're all having a good time partying and whatnot, and everything seems normal. Now, things take a twists, and my brain decides to toy with me. Two girls I know come up to me and both admit they like me. I stand there now in shock, and wonder what I'm going to say.
      "Let me get back to you on that..." I say. I then quickly flee the scene and try to find one of my guy friends. I find my friend Joey, who's talking to our friend Hannah in private, but it doesn't seem all that private. I now ask my friend for some advice and he tells me I should go with the girl I like more. The thing is though IRL that'd be a REALLY hard decision. Both of them are nice, good looking, spirited, spiritual...it'd be a mess!!! I finally have my decision in mind, as I go to "sleep" for the night. I "awake" and I hear my friends and music. I look around my room and discover a portal on my floor. I try entering, but it puts me back in bed a few times, then sometimes everything goes black when I jump in. Finally I make it in, and see everyone in swimming wear(trunks, bikinis, etc.) in a solid two or three feet of water dancing with dance lights and music. Now I'd actually be up for trying that in real life. Now things get awkward when the two girls come up to me in their swimsuits and ask if I've made a decision yet. I ask for a minute before being tackled by another girl I know into the water. I finally break free and resurface. The two girls are waiting patiently and I wait out as long as possible. But right there and then I
      become lucid! Well time to get out of here! As I begin to leave my friend Matt stops me.
      "Aren't you going to tell them who you like better?" he asks. I now respond with a witty reply.
      "I'll just tell them in real life," I say, walking off. My friend looks absolutely dumbstruck now, with no way of comprehending that. I now make my way towards the exit door and remember I have to do the TOTM!!! I try to remember them, but can only remember one of them. I go over to some DCs and see my friend Jonathan.
      "What's up man?" he says.
      "Hey, what's the meaning of life?" I ask. He now responds but I don't hear his reply too well.
      "What?" I ask.
      "Poo." he says, giggling. I now walk away, dumbstruck as Matt was and head to the exit door. I now remember my other task, which is a personal one--rob a bank using only a banana. The exit door has a fully dressed man standing in the water waiting. As I walk up to the door he speaks.
      "This is a bank," he says, gesturing to the door. I acknowledge him and walk inside. I now pull a ripe yellow banana from my pocket and lift it up.
      "THIS IS A HOLDUP! EVERYONE ON THE GROUND!" I shout. No one moves however. I see a security guard pull out a real gun now and I point the fruit at him menacingly.
      "Drop the gun or I'll blow your fucking brains out!!!" I snap. The officer now outs his weapon down and everyone drops to the floor. A man answers the phone, and I make him hang up, threatening him with my banana. I now walk around and explain.
      "Now, I know this make look like an ordinary banana," I begin. "But this, is in fact, a very lethal weapon!!!"
      And then I awake. I am upset I didn't finish the robbery, but at least it was working. And I completed the TOTM. Then I wallow in silence when I realize the whole choosing a girl thing was a figment of my imagination. Damn you brain!!!
    15. More pleasant dreams. Weird awakening

      by , 07-17-2013 at 07:34 PM
      Yet another pleasant nightmare from the deep depths of my clear soul.

      It started off with me in my house. Some guys broke in. (Did I mention that its long but I have bad recall?). A couple days later, they broke in again. We were trying to recover from the first time, so there wasn't much to steal.

      I was up in my room. Strangely enough, the only things that looked like my house, were the outside (with the exception of a few sheds), and my room, the rest looked like a beach house I go to every summer. Since I was up in my room, I was safe. For some reason they only messed up the kitchen.

      A couple days later, I was talking to my neighbors (not Jerry this time), and then I heard some alarm. I could hear windows crashing. Everyone ran away to behind a wood pile to hide, there were some sheds there (that do NOT exist in waking life). I tried to run but I couldn't move fast at all (a tell-tale sign of one of my nightmares). So I slid down, I though one of them was coming after me, but they were apparently too involved in their kitchen-robbery. I came down into a shed with a smaller boy than me, about 10 or 12, and he had a baby-ish face. He talked to me about something, can't remember what, and then I closed my eyes, out of scared-ness.

      This... is where it gets weird. I can't describe it all in this, its already long enough, but I'm starting a thread about what the heck happened. Anyways...
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