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Health Care Lesson From Tupac



I stood in a crowded bar, watching people, but without any type of drink. The energy was high and the dream characters seemed to be having a good time. The energy shifted drastically when Tupac Shakur arrived at the scene. All of a sudden Tupac pulled out two hand-held pistols and shot the place up. Now, I don't know if Tupac was there specifically to shoot me or to settle the score with someone else, nonetheless I had been caught in the crossfire. 7 bullets lodged into my body, as I felt the pressure twist me around. I felt each bullet inside of me. One in my chest just below the clavicle, one in my right bicep, two in the groin area of my inner thighs, one in my left leg in the quad, and a bullet went through each of my calves. I fell against the bar, and panic erupted in the bar.

I stumbled out of the bar, intent on living. I wasn't in pain as-so-much as shock. I wasn't afraid that I would just drop dead, I was mostly afraid that Tupac would exit the bar and finish the job. Bleeding, my only intent was to make my way to the nearest hospital as quickly as possible. Luckily, the hospital was only a dream block away. So I shuffled my way to the hospital, feeling every bullet in me as I walked.

I quickly arrived upon the hospital and shuffled into the ER lobby. I had bled profusely everywhere I went, but the receptionist didn't even seem to notice. She simply shoved a clipboard towards me and told me to have a seat and fill out some paperwork. I remember saying, incredulously, "Seriously!?" before accepting this and sitting down. I was uncomfortable because I was bleeding on the chair, the table next to me, the clipboard and the floor, and I didn't want to bleed on the other people in in the lobby.

So I stepped backoutside and leaned against the wall next to the automatic sliding doors of the hospital. I tried my best to fill out the paperwork, but I couldn't concentrate, I had lost too much blood and energy. That's when I grew dizzy from blood-loss and threw up on the exterior of the hospital's walls, before I woke up.

close to getting WILD, but failed
Dream 1: I were running with christian merkau through snow (its night) down running down wilke a little further from lous house towards mcdonalds and BK. we were headed for taco bell though. we got to the area with the dry cleaners ( but that wasnt there ) and gas station, christian started to head behind the gas station and then face planted into the snow on the uphill slant, then I thought wait... taco bell isnt near the mcdonalds or bk im headed to. I must be dr......eaming... I woke up.. once again denied by my dream.

dream 2: in a pub of some sort i played pool never remembered any of the shots and also wanted to impress a chick and I broke the pool stick at one point I think.

I was on a run with my cross country team my senior year, and i remember seeing Isaac and pony. we went through a parking lot with weird construction bins stacked on the side of the building. I lead us through the building down a hall then through a library book section we then turned around and then I heard the electric clearly sounded dysfunctional or operating off. So I head towards the nearest exist and while i do so I hear a woman say "it feels like a dark depression has hit the building" and when i got to the nearest door ( a push bar door) I pushed and got electrocuted feeling a surge of negative and bad energy tingle through my body, I stood up slightly bending my knees because of all the energy coursing through my body. apparently Peter shiel got blasted back.

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12/29/10

The shop is open to the street, choked with dust kicked up by the people and horses bustling by on the busy dirt road. A woman with short, strawberry blonde hair arranges the merchandise at the front of the stall. Her movements are quick, angry, but she looks tired. The heat and the dust and the people and the fact that she's working for nothing for someone else are wearing at her patience and her sanity. I am that woman.

A man walks by. I have time to register that he's tall and handsome, with longish dark brown hair, before he's brushing by me. He stops long enough to whisper, "I'm taking the harmonica back. Are you with me?" I've never met the man, but I'm nodding and setting things down, moving away into the street, my movements perfectly synchronized with his.

The mark is looking at silverware two stalls down. I'm threading through the crowd as he shows off the silver harmonica. I'm tapping him on the shoulder, smiling as he turns around and we chat about the silverware on display. He's waving the harmonica over his shoulder, and the first man, the thief, snatches it from his hand. The mark turns to shout, and I'm brushing by, cutting the strings on his purse.

We run. Through the countryside, on the uneven ground of the foothills. I thought we were safe, thought we'd outrun our pursuers hours ago, but arrows are raining down on us and the horses are hot on our heels.

I'm hit. The arrow pierces through just below my ribcage, and I feel the blood soak through my shirt. I fall behind, am left stumbling through the brush. The dogs are quieter now, and I take refuge beneath the roots of a giant tree.

At the bottom of the hollow are three doors, each small enough to crawl through. I pull out the small leather pouch I stole earlier and turn it over. A key falls into my hand. This key will open any lock in the dreamworld, a voice whispers in my mind. Smiling, calm, heedless of the wound on my side (suddenly much, much younger) I drop to the moss-covered ground and slide the key into the lock.

Thievery. Scare Factor: 3.

Isn't that the perfect amount of obvious symbolism for the guys in the Dream Interpretation forum?

Couldn't write this earlier because I worked but I had a strange dream.

It felt like I was in one of those scary movies where there are people in hiding and others who are searching and want to kill those in hiding.

I was one of the ones in hiding. Sadly, because I went through a whole day of stuff I don't think I can recall all the dream but I just want to get some of it out.

There was a group of people, about 10-12, all different ages and races and somehow we were paired together. We were in hiding because there were people who wanted to kill us. It seemed like 30 Days of Night type deal or The Road but not exactly because there were still others living in the world quite normally that we occasionally came into contact with.

Right now all I can remember was being in a house where the windows and doors were blocked with whatever we could find, sheets, tables, blankets, boxes, anything. We were trying to keep ourselves safe so we never turned on lights.

It was day light at one point and I remember barely peaking out a part of the window, making sure it was safe. The house was just sad. We were all sitting around just waiting for when it was okay to move to the next place.

Something went wrong. All I remember was us rushing as fast as we could to get on a bus, but it wasn't really a bus. More like a tour bus/the bus from Harry Potter. I was standing outside of the bus handing little children from their parents up into the bus while my boyfriend was sitting in the driver seat, but he wasn't my rl boyfriend. As I'm pushing people onto the bus faster and faster I can see the bad people coming. My boyfriend is yelling at me to get on the bus but I wont. I have to make sure that everyone is safe.

At the last possible moment I am able to get on the bus and we speed away as fast as we can. While sitting in the seat behind the driver seat i place my hand on my dream boyfriends shoulder and he grabs it tightly for a minute before returning to the steering wheel.

We drive for what seems like a short while but somehow we're safe. We're at the next area and my dream boyfriend walks out of the car into the house and starts getting people in. After everyone is situated he sits on a chair and pulls me to sit on his lap. His hands grab my face in a somewhat rougher manner but its because he was afraid. He says "This life is miserable as it is. You can't do that again. I couldn't continue without you. We (looks around) wouldn't continue without you" and then he kisses me.

I woke shortly after that and rushed to work.

What an intense dream.

First dream was like I was in the cartoon South Park and it was all a cartoon and I was a character in the show. My new profile picture I made yesterday is probably the reason for that lol it was funny how a profile picture from a site about dreams influenced my dreams. I don't remember the details of the kind of episode I created for South Park in my dream but I know it was weird and funny because of how I felt when I woke up thinking about it.


Second dream was me and a made up brother I had both were sort of collectors who go to auctions and sell and buy rare things and I had a cool small pet snake I could wrap around my fingers . Well this brother decided he will sell my knife collection (I actually have that so I was very emotional about it) and left for the auction before I did. I crashed the auction by smashing the crates until I found out which one was mine and yelled to the crowd that it was my collection and this brother was lying. The police were then shooting at me not believing what I said and thinking I was a robber because I was dressed like a spy . I ran into the thick woods across the street and hid while watching them surround me and could not believe they had police already in the woods (impossible eh?). I ran and found a sewer culvert and hid in that and followed it until I was in the main sewer line and I remember finally finding my brother away from the cops and convincing him to tell everyone that I was telling the truth. But the funniest thing about it was how he said to everyone that he learned an important lesson and while he said that a piano was playing in the background of my dream just like on South Park. I woke up after that because it is just natural for me because that is a sign that the episode is over on South Park. I woke up knowing I had a cool action packed comedy dream that night. Good Feeling.

Running from the cops!

Lucid - 9
Clarity - 8

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Lucid - Blue
Non-lucid - Black
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I got dropped off by my friends dad at Mc Donald's and I had some weed in my hands. It was a school day and I saw Mr Brown (School teacher, head of Behaviour Management) I gripped the weed tightly and walked into Maccas. He was following after me so I started speed walking and he started speed walking after me. I put the weed in my mouth and started running around avoiding him trying to swallow it. I then run off into a field where there are cops just scattered around everywhere, so they where after me aswell. After alot of running around I came to realise I was dreaming!

I stopped in my tracks and turned around while dropping the weed on the floor. I said "shoot me" and looked scared and hesitated, I started walking towards her and said "SHOOT ME!". She pointed the gun towards me and said no, I said "FUCKING SHOOT ME CUNT!" so she said "NO!" Then shot me, all I could see was a flash come out of the gun and nothing hit me. I walked towards her and tackled her to the ground. I stripped her naked, shoved my fingers in her ass then woke up, hahaha In that LD I felt the urge to exert pure domination over anything in my way.

Non-Dream Non-Lucid Lucid

I was in PE. The teacher was doing a running test. She set up a few markers and we had to make it before a specified time. I was doing pretty well even though I have asthma. Eventually some jock mocked me and called me a nerd, and I wasn't peeved off. This rarely ever happens to me, I'm kinda the guy who hangs out with everyone. I wasn't pissed off, but I felt sick. I couldn't run as fast. I went to the edge of the sidewalk and sneezed and (be warned, this is gross) a whole ball of snot rolled out of my nose. I was so disgusted and embarrassed, and the dream ended.

Notes:
Vividness: 8/10
Weird dream...

Lucid
Non Lucid

I am in some kind of cross country race through town. I am coming second. I am unfit to the power of ten so I found this amusing when I woke up. The race finishes at the pines. My old year adviser is at the finish line. I get reprimanded for being unprofessional and squirting water at other competitors (which I didn't do)

At my house. Girlfriends car parked on the front lawn. It's night time and I notice The back window is cracked. I go to inspect it when I am attacked by an old lady I don't recognize. She has a big steel knife and is taking swings at me. I retaliate by pulling a big f-off sword from nowhere that looks like a monster sized version of her knife and start swinging at her, but all I can cut is her hair.

In an old barn that feels familiar and mine although it isn't recognized. Younger step brother has decorated the roof with crappy skate graphics and glow in the dark paint

[Nightmare] Night-time, running

Dream recall is improving, especially when I write it down in between dreams.

Lucid
Non Lucid

dream recall is improving Also, fairly vivid colours and scenes due to WBTB at 4am.

Throwing blue smoke at an invisible person so [we?] can see him (and kill him??)

Baby sitting a 3 year old boy. He shows me a doll in the mirror that isn't there in real life. It is ugly as hell and is wearing a yellow dress. I grab it out of the mirror and squeeze it.

Leaves, cherry picker, 4wd, gutter

Running up many stairs in an outdoor tower/fort. running past backpacks which I know are useful. Possibly on a team with some people. Getting attacked by some brightly coloured animal with small pteradactyl wings [dog? jackal?]

maze building dark, fire torches

I exit my old house and start off at a good jog through my neighborhood. I set an excellent pace, and it feels as if the scenery is flying by without me slowing down or getting fatigued. I pass along an avenue with heavy woods to both sides and come out in a more rural area. I see a church building to the side, and I pull into it to rest. Several attractive girls invite me to stay for the service, so I do. The preacher, their father, is incredibly charismatic, but I soon realize he's spouting nonsense about aliens and other science-fiction style crazies. I leave, but not before I'm forced to take their book, which has a purple cover and a hypnotic spiral on the front.

After I arrive back home, I start to read the book. As soon as I open it, an invisible force projects from the pages and forces me flying backwards! I realize that if I turn the book, I can use this force to actually fly, and I buzz around my house and backyard for a few moments. I then figure that this is a bad sign, so I manage to fling the book away and land hard. I then rip the book into several pieces and place it in a compost pile.

I was out on a neighborhood with a similar setting to the neighborhoods by olive elementary school. as i get a little farther i realize its cloudy so i decided to take shelter from rain in an empty parking garage( i never felt or saw rain beforehand) I ran into matt cortese and Jordan Connor in the parking garage towards the wall. the ground moving that way inclined up slightly. me, matt and jordan then proceeded to search for water in plastic cups. we found many plastic cups that had been filled full, empty, or half way with either clean water, dilluted water or no water.

The other dream phase involved me driving with my mom and brother in a explorer or SUV that was white. we went by a T intersection road that inclined downwards we took a right and then came to a bridge only one car could cross. the bridge was wooden and moldy and had a big gap at the end. we drove and once we got to the gap i decided i was going to get out and jump the gap. I jumped and as soon as i jumped my progress in movement was stopped at the jumps peak. I then fell into the gap which lead into a dark abyss that contained water. i then woke up feeling like i fell in real life.

dream lucid not part of dream, but talking about it

My Mother and I were in Downtown monroe, but a taller, more live Downtown Monroe. Mom and I had stopped at a gas station to get air in our tire and gas, of course. I told my Mom that I had to go to the bathroom, so I started to run to a store that had one. I had to run down the road and past a Judge, a tall wooden stand that is across from him with a woman sitting at it.

"I can tell you all about a person from one look at them," The Judge says as I walk closer. A person walks between them to get to the crosswalk, and the Judge rattles off a little bit about the person. When I pass between them, he says "Teen Angst." I ignore him.

I go to a store and go into the bathroom. There's writing on the stall walls, and I'm tempted to scribble something down, but I don't have a pen and I'm fairly sure the janitors will just scrub it off anyway. So I don't, and I just leave the stall when I'm done. I leave the bathroom and start walking.

I keep having trouble writing down what happened. So I'll write down what I remember.

Claudia from Warehouse 13 was there. She had black fingernail polish on, and for some reason I was helping them because I knew the area we were in. I got black fingernail polish too, for some reason, and I ran to a magic shop that I couldn't go through the door, but I could open the top of the door and poke my head through. I got an odd circular thing, looking a bit like a miniature dream catcher. Claudia had one as well, and it allowed us to communicate with each other.

We were chasing after a guy, and there were ropes we had to hold onto and swing from. I was hanging onto a rope, and Claudia was in front of me, and the guy we were chasing was in front of us.

There's a girl stuck in a glass box, unable to get out. However, she can cast astral projections of herself - and has sent one of them to find me. She asks me for help, and I gladly volunteer. I gather my Mom and a couple of my other friends and for some reason we can't fit in one car. So we take two, ready to free the girl and kick ass.

We find the place where the girl is being held. I go up to the glass and see the girl is terrified. "Don't break it!" my Mother tells me, keeping an eye out for bad guys. We don't see any, and I carefully go to the glass and place my hands on it. The glass melts away, and the girl gets out. She had a bad fear of glass - she'd fallen through a window once and had been badly scarred on her arms from it, and now she didn't like glass.

"Hurry up!" My Mom told me, and quickly we rushed to the car again. Our other friends had heard about some kind of supernatural fight thing going on, and so they had gone to help out while we helped the girl stuck in the glass.

We were on our way to the fight and my Mom said "Oh shit, we're almost out of gas. We're swerving off." We ended up doing this. The gas pumps were shaped oddly, and I got out to pump the gas. It took a short time and my Mom was yelling at me to get back in the car or she would leave without me. I had to lurch as quickly as I could over to the car and for a few minutes I was dragged along until I managed to get back into the car.

We were driving along a road at the bottom of a cliff of sorts, and above us were pretty houses that just felt wrong. Like they weren't normal. I mentioned this to my Mom.

"We'll have to check them out later," she said.

"I agree with her," the girl we rescued, who was in the backseat, said. "They don't seem right."

We finally got to where we were supposed to be. A huge fight was going on. There was a couple of dragons, too, and one person, being sneaky, slunk up behind the dragon and killed it. I was amazed at this.

dream lucid not part of dream, but talking about it

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I am looking through something and I find two small pocketknives. One is a blue color that changes to green in the right light, one is green that changes to blue in the right light. I hear someone behind me and I turn to look.

There's a man in the door and he looks like some kind of law-keeper. He looks like a cross between a sherrif and something out of the Robin-hood era stories. He says something about rats getting into the stores, me being the rat.

He pulls something out, a gun or a bow and arrow, I can't remember which, and aims it at me with intent to fire without even giving me an order to stand down or anything. I pull out the knife and think about attacking but it's handled for me.

A kid that can't be older than fourteen tackles the lawman. I toss one of the knives to the kid and take mine, lunging for the downed man. I press the knife to his neck, drawing lines of vivid red blood, but I can't find it in me to kill him. The kid and I get out as fast as we can.

There are stone walkways all around us, and below us as well. The boy gives some kind of call, and before I know it the walkways had dozens of people on them, the majority of which were men.

I see a person from Criminal Minds - Garcia. I tell her what's happening - some kind of arena type fight will be going on, and I'm one of the fighters. Our little merry band of misfits has been trying to put a stop to it, but for some reason I must compete.

Next I know I'm in the arena, fighting another person from Criminal Minds - a young Hotchner. For some reason my mind seems to realize that this isn't quite right, and he keeps switching between a young Rossi and a young Hotchner. (Like, fourteen or so.)

Rotchner's swinging an ax and I try to keep my distance, since I know that that's really the best idea. Not much defense against an ax. Eventually it becomes stuck in the ground and I attack, kicking him in the chest and sending him flying backwards.

The dream got very confusing after that. I was in a house that looked filthy and had these other mean looking children in it, and the knives came back into the dream, where the boy and I were trying to figure out whose knife belonged to who.

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not really coherent dream, although it was very vivid. I don't think I did a good job describing it, because my mental state isn't all that good right now and I had some unfortunate things happen yesterday/early morning. I don't know the people on this site yet all that well so I don't know how much people would want to hear.