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Spock

Just had a dream about Spock. He was in a room and smoking from a bong. That's all i recall. This is just after i watched the TOS episode where they pick up a bunch of annoying hippies.

Jamie

just a dream where i ran into her and she wasn't herself. She wouldn't talk to me or anything. Then i was going all over the city looking for her but she wasn't around.

Lucid

Was in an apartment with some people. Became lucid for seemingly no reason. Wanted to look for Jamie, but couldn't get out of the apartment. I came to a locked screen door. I couldn't open it. So I used my finger as a key. I pointed at the lock and turned my wrist as if I was unlocking it. It somehow actually worked. i opend the screen door and... The dream ended...

Jamie

just had a dream I was in a bedroom and jamie was really smiling at me. I heard music playing, it was my guitar playing again. Vivaldi stuff again. She must really like that stuff huh? I was thinking of doing more of that kind of stuff again...

Spock

Totally random but vivid dream. I was somewhere at night in an open but kind of wooded area. Snow piles were all around me nd I was walking my dog. I saw some wolves and was afraid at first but they left me alone. I tried to find a fmiliar trail out of the area, but ran into bigger piles of snow. I went back to a cabin that I was in earlier but don't really remember. Spock, the leonard nimoy version was there. He looked exactly like he did in TOS... I haven't even been watching that show. I told him he should start a youtube channel or something and it would be a hit. He actully agreed with me in a logical way lol. cool.

-1-A sister of mine was driving us west to a grandparent’s house to do some work and play D&D. On the way, I had a decent view of a forested, snow-capped mountain. This was viewed from a low bridge over a large, but calm river.

-2(L)-I entered the dream spawning at my old house at night. I jumped through the ”window” (that didn’t care to exist) and landed on the patio. Next, I performed one half of my routine, solidifying a Layer 3 for the time being. The second half would have really helped keep me lucid for longer. I first decided to teleport across the street.
*Snap*
With a snap of the fingers, I was there. I preferred the other side, however, so I walked back to the side I was on previously. Next, I summoned 2 cars from the right. “Pause,” I said, with my hands in front me. Time then paused. I edited the vehicles’ speed, rewound time, and started it again. Then I summoned the rest of the traffic from both directions. Everyone had bright blue lights all over their vehicles, except for the SUV in front. I walked up to it and said,
“This here’s a truck!”
A DC said,
“No it isn’t.”
I then slapped the SUV with both hands, instantly turning it into a truck. After that, I commanded the truck to move and it did. A couple DCs were like,
“Ah, what the f***?”
All the remaining traffic slowly dispersed. Next, a story arc started.
[Lost Lucidity Here]
The driver of the SUV-turned-truck had a large rock collection. (still near my old house, but it’s daytime now) There was a large box of them. Later, we had moved the box over to a grassy part of my yard. I was eating a green rock, which tasted like bad chocolate. There were 2 Spocks to my left—one in a blue uniform, the other in a white robe. I asked the robed one, “Do you think it’ll become a story arc?” (referring to the lost green rock, but not the one I ate) He said something I don’t remember, but he ended with a nod after I replied.
Lucid Time: ~8 minutes

We had Spock as our guest lecturer (or Leonard Nimoy in character, one of the two.) He ranted about how in the future, reality had restructured into something eldritch due to a nebulous cascade event, and he must keep sane by pretending that there were still vestiges of logic and reality left, while the others fully embraced the insanity of the universe. He then tried to explain the cascade event to us by going on at lengths about string theory and showing a 3D render of a string manifold.

I'm either on the ground, or I'm the "camera" and I'm close to the ground. A strange kind of snake, vaguely resembling a Cobra but not quite, creeps up on me and suddenly attacks. Suddenly, it's become a kind of large rodent. Somewhat rat-looking, but BIG, almost a small dog. It bites into my hand. I realize it's hurting me (even though it didn't really hurt, I don't think I've ever felt real pain in dreams), but I can't get it off. In panic, I bite into the creature's neck, and bite hard - almost severing the head completely.

I remember I had a dream that took place at my old family home (or once again another place clearly modeled in its image). All details lost.

I recall another dream involving multiple characters. I could fly, and I flew around a river (artificial-looking) of sorts. I flew above the water surface, making sure to stay high enough - as I knew there were "people" swimming underwater that could jump out and catch me. I also recall biting into a bikini-clad girl's hip for some reason.

I was Spock (Zachary Quinto), dressed in a bizarrely effeminate outfit, doing a funny walk and finally attacking some enemies like a total badass. I wondered how this character could have been so popular when the first movie came out, if he looked this queeny.

My friend and I were messing around with these Spock plushies, and I pull up his black undershirt halfway up his face, and I turn to see that my friend has pulled his blue shirt halfway up his face, which looks more like a turtleneck more than his actual shirt. We're sitting their giggling and all, because we think it looks cute and silly, but then we turn and see the actual spock standing in front of us. He looks at us individually, then takes out of a white trashbag another spock plushie, which has both the undershirt and the blue shirt pulled up halfway up its face, and then he smiles that sassy smile that one often sees at the end of the episode with the corny jokes. It felt really good. =///u///=


Let's see.. at some point my GISHWHES stuff had finally arrived, but instead of books and t-shirts, they were a plate, some sort of plant in a pot, a cup, and some other stuff.

At some point my family and I were staying at this hotel that was pretty decent-looking even though it was only five dollars a night, and my friend came with us. We were staying very close to our cabin, but apparently the cabin had already been rented for the night. Our drinkable water came out of this portable pump thing that was sitting on the bed, and the cup under it was the one from my GISHWHES delivery.

At some point there was something about wild animals in a zoo, and my friend drawing envy-inducingly well, and these mean cats that I tried to scare away but who attacked my legs, though I felt nothing.

Dream - Lucid

I was sitting at a desk in a classroom with many other people, lots of them I knew from high school. The desks were all set up in this huge square. We were taking the GRE.

It was very quiet in the room, of course, as we all bubbled in answers on our papers. There was a test proctor walking around keeping time (it's a timed test). During this time, I remember looking across the room and seeing Rob, this guy I went to high school with. I knew he had taken the test quite a few times because he kept doing poorly.

We then had a break to all get up and go use the bathroom and such.

I then remember sitting back down, this time I feel like I was sitting around the area that Rob had been sitting. I remember my high school friend Sara being there as well, though her hair was shorter than I remember. We were about to take the writing portion of the test. I went through the opinion/argumentative writing part, and felt just fine about it. Time was called, and then we started the next writing portion, analyzing an argument, a part of the test where you have to be able to read a simple argument, and pick out its fallacies. The short argument was on the paper in quotations, bigger print and italics. I don't remember what it said exactly, but I spent a lot of time thinking about what to write. I had been nervous about this part of the test to begin with. During this time, I actually remembered that this was supposed to be a computer-based test now, not paper-based, but I just didn't worry too much about it.

I wrote a couple of sentences on my notebook paper, but then erased them. Someone close by to me warned me they were about to call time. Not two seconds later, the test proctor called time. Fuck! I didn't have anything written! I was going to have to take it again. The score was going to be completely unacceptable to any of the graduate programs I wanted to attend.

I then was in the same room again, retaking the test. The same group of people was in there. I don't remember details of this part.

Then, the tests were taken up when we were done. They were put in colored folders, I seem to remember purple being one, on this bin/shelf that looked like it was in my closet, but it wasn't my closet? Weird. Well, I wanted to see mine and maaaybe correct some things on it if I could, but I knew that was cheating, and I'm sure they kept a close eye on them. I kind of thumbed through them, but didn't make any corrections. I was afraid I'd get in trouble just for touching the tests. I remember seeing the bin/shelf of results throughout the rest of the dream.

~

I was with my friend Mike and some other people. We were in some video game. I don't know what our mission was, but it involved getting some items to someone behind a big door at the back of the bar. The door was inaccessible unless we had these items.

We were in an old, dark, dilapidated bar sometime in the distant future. There was all this swamp area inside of it that would kill us if we touched it. I don't remember who touched it first, if it was me or someone I was with, but we all ended up just jumping in the swamp. I remember thinking it would hurt to die, but it didn't. I remember floating down into the swamp, feeling a little weird, and then, we were alive again inside the bar.

We then saw the bar as it had been thousands of years prior. It had a few people in it, and looked brighter and, of course, it wasn't worn out and dilapidated. There was also no swamp area. We went up to the bar and the bar tenders, I remember for sure one was a woman, said something to us.

Then, it started to age in fast motion. I watched out a window as the trees outside withered and died (apparently this was the end of the world or something), and the light looked more and more orange, like a sunset. The bar was then the same swampy bar we had originally walked into. There were still people tending bar, but they were, of course, not the same people as when the bar was young. One of the girls that was with us reached behind the bar for these orange drinks.

I remember us falling into the swamp again, and this time, I was more prepared for the feeling. I again saw the swamp around me, and the people I was with falling inside the swamp as I was. We were then alive again in the bar shortly after falling into the swamp.

I remember something about us having to collect hairpins for some reason? I don't know if we ever did, but I remember it having something to do with our mission.

~

I was with Mike again, but this time, it was just us. We were 15 years old again for some reason, but we knew we had been older before. It was weird.

We were outside on a sunny day, and Mike wanted to find some booze. I asked him if he wanted beer, liquor, or wine, and proceeded to explain where we could find each of them. I don't remember what he said, but we went to go look.

We approached this extremely windy tunnel, and Mike had the idea to get out this black umbrella so we could block the wind with it (it was kind of video-gamey here). We opened the umbrella, put it out in front of us to block the wind, and slowly walked through the tunnel. You could see the white wisps of wind around us, again, like you probably would in a video game. We finally made it out to the other side, and the umbrella was tattered and torn. But we made it out!

Then, we were in some bar, and asked for a bottle of some kind of booze, I can't quite remember which, though I think it was liquor.
"How old are you?" the bartender asked.
I had my ID out just in case.
"15" replied Mike.
Lolwut. He isn't going to sell it to us now, idiot!
He then went back to get us our liquor. HUH?!? That should NOT have worked!

We then saw him getting our liquor, and another male bartender, who was apparently pissed at for some reason, spit inside the bottle before giving it to the original bartender to give to us. Ewww. He then gave us the bottle of liquor. I tried to take a swig of the amber liquor, but it was mostly slimy, like spit. I spit some of it out, and took another. The same thing happened. It rested in my mouth for a second before I decided to swallow it. Just the idea that I had drank someone else's saliva was gross, but I didn't puke or spit it out this time. I guess when you're 15 and you find liquor, you just take what you can get.

~

Weird half-asleep dream this morning.

I was inside some volcano that was going to erupt the next day; it was inevitable. Spock from Star Trek was building this very small (and when I say small, think a child's playhouse) building out of small, square, crumpled white pieces of paper. I saw many were not squared off, so with my mind, I squared them off. It was all then white wicker instead? Other Star Trek characters were there as well.

The building was supposed to be sacred, a shrine of some sort. I remember the floor of it being completely wicker, and I remember building a lot of it with my mind, though Spock was supposed to be building it. I then saw Spock with long, straight black hair, and he was sad. He said it was no use, it would be destroyed by the lava from the volcano. The tiny building was complete, save for a roof. He then rolled this white rack over to an opening in the wall of the building
"These are hangers" he said. I then saw some hangers on top of the rack. I supposed they were for coats or something for people visiting the building. I guess no matter how doomed the building was, he was kind of in denial about it, in a way. He wanted to believe it would be ok, even though he knew it was going to be destroyed.

Okay, my dream last night was rather bizarre, but then I do have some bizarre dreams sometimes...

In my dream, I'm on a space ship, kind of like in Star Trek. (I say this because Spock was in my dream; actually TWO Spocks!) Anyway, I'm on this space ship with another man who looks like Spock, but isn't. I don't remember why we were there, only that we were not supposed to be on board. We were talking about what if we were discovered by someone and the fake Spock said something like, "The only way they would know we're not who we say we are is if the ship lost it's artificial gravity. They would be floating around in zero gravity but we would still be able to walk around." Not long after he said this, though, that's exactly what happened. But while I was unaffected by it, fake Spock started floating. In the dream I knew it was because he had not ingested whatever it was we were taking to enable us to move around in zero gravity. (a pill or liquid or something.)

In the next part of the dream, I'm watching things unfold as if I'm watching it on TV. A group of people are in what looks like the engineering section of the ship and Spock is there as well. (The REAL Spock; he is preparing to fix the artificial gravity.) Just as he is getting started, the fake Spock walks in. I'm thinking to myself, "He's going to get caught because 1. He's walking and there's no gravity, and 2. Now there are TWO Spocks!" But when I watch fake Spock approach, he is wearing what look like gravity boots. (They're not; they're fake as well but only he and I know this.) And he passes himself off as Spock's twin brother, which the real Spock, while giving him suspicious looks, does not dispute for whatever reason.

In this next part, I'm not sure if it's part of the same dream, or a fragment of another dream:

I'm suddenly in a large old mansion. I'm in a study or library and waiting for some friends of mine to return. Suddenly a panel in the wall opens up and there's a man dressed as a butler there but he appears to be made up of cotton stuffing inside a man shaped nylon covering, kind of like pantyhose. He is motioning for me to come with him, but I refuse because I know he is an imposter; the real butler is with the group of people I'm waiting on to return. Anyway, when I refuse to go with him, the man comes at me and tries to force me to come with him but I resist and we start fighting. We're struggling on the floor and I'm yelling for help and telling my friends that "I've found the imposter", but my friends are in another room or upstairs and cannot seem to hear me. Eventually I get the upper hand in the fight and get my opponent's head stuck underneath a chair or other piece of furniture. I'm punching and kicking him when suddenly he transforms into a friend of mine. He's pleading for mercy and begging me to stop hitting him. I eventually stop and help him back on his feet but as soon as he stands up, he runs off. I chase after him and as I do, he again transforms, this time into a dog. I'm chasing him across a green field towards a small creek. But he is running to fast and I can't catch him.