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    1. Stopped a Robbery

      by , 08-11-2012 at 01:20 AM
      Non-dream Dream

      Dream 1:

      I am in the Olympics but the event is very strange. We are diving under water for something, then people had to exactly repeat the dive. I am cracking mad jokes and people are laughing. Bowler Brian Voss is there too.

      Dream 2:

      I am at a strip club with my wife and I am talking to some guys that showed up from their softball game. We are talking about beaches in Orange County. I am trying to get my wife to have a couples lap dance for $100 with me and I almost had her. Finally she gets mad and walks out of the room. I get a lap dance by myself from the stripper who is very pretty - blond with some actresses face.

      After a while two guys appear in the left periphery of my vision and the stripper goes into the back room. The look on her face gave me the feeling that this is all a setup and the two guys who walked in are going to rob me. There are now just the two guys who just walked in and another guy next to me. One of the guys walks towards us and starts asking strange questions while his accomplice locks all of the doors. I know that I am in big trouble.

      The guy who was asking questions walks towards the door that my wife exited through and starts shooting at us. I blocked the bullets by picking up the pool table and moving it up and down depending on where he aims the gun. Somehow I know that he is going to go outside and kill my wife so I decide to fight. I throw the pool table at the man with the gun and the guy next to make follows my lead. He jumps on the guy after I throw the table at him and kicks his ass. I finish him off by gauging his chest with a pipe. His accomplice is dead now too - not sure who killed him. My leg hurts and someone is helping me wrap it.

      Dream 3:

      I am having trouble with my hair gel at a big party.
    2. You are now female, and a stripper!

      by , 08-07-2012 at 08:46 AM (Strange dreams and experiences)
      So, I was standing in a very small field... I would say maybe... about half the size of a (American) Football field. It was perfectly rectangle with a forest surrounding around the perimeter. In the field, were six open walled rooms. Each room, only consisted of two walls, a floor, and some furnishings... you could imagine them in a doll house kind of style. In these rooms, there were people going about there normal lives as if they were living in a normal, full-sized house. One building was particularly interesting. It was a narrow building (kind of like a small tower) with two floors. It kind of looked like a nightclub in a tower. Like the other buildings, it was open and you could see inside of it. The lighting was red, the music was... very bass heavy. On the top floor was a stripper pole surronded by men, on the bottom floor was a fat pudgey guy with a cigar in his mouth. For some reason, I felt compelled to check it out, so I did. I walked over, and into the building. As soon as I entered, some walls just appeared behind me, so it looked like I was inside of a normal building (however, the inside was still the same size, which was just a very very small tower (about the size of a townhouse) with two floors, a stripper pole on the second floor with a spiral staircase connecting it to the bottom floor, and on the bottom floor was a small bar. The man walked up to me, and threw some powder on me and said, "You wanted to work for me, so I made you a female. You may now go up and strip for then men." Apparantly, I thought nothing of it, and walked up the spiral stair case to the waiting men. I went up to the poll, and well... I stripped and danced and stuff. A few moments later, I woke up in my bed. I lay still for a few moments, trying to register what just happened in my dream, before I started to laugh my *ss off!
    3. 11-24-2011

      by , 11-24-2011 at 06:23 PM
      I was riding the train with some friends. There was a man wearing a dress on the train, and some other guys were trying to start a fight with him. There provocation succeeded, and a full brawl began. The man in the dress turned out to be deceptively strong. Things were getting out of hand, so I pressed the security button. By the time security arrived, the man in the dress had pretty much wiped the floor with all of them.

      My friends and I made our way to a bar, which turned out to be a strip club. My parents were there, taking in a poll dance. Gross. We proceeded to get rather drunk, and then I decided I wanted to leave. Worried about my safety, my friends decided that one of them needed to accompany me home. One of my oldest friends agreed to walk me. When we arrived at my house, we ended up sleeping together for some reason. It was weird and instantly regrettable. I kept asking myself why I had done this; cheated on my boyfriend, ruined my friendship with this person, and probably ruined a few other friendships too. (I was super relieved to wake up and realize that it had only been a dream).

      Disgusted with myself, I jumped in my truck and drove away. I was trying to drive south, but I kept missing the exits on the highway and kept driving completely the wrong way. I eventually turned off and ended up in some ritzy town-house area. Then I woke up.
    4. Strip Joint

      by , 02-14-2011 at 03:09 AM
      Wednesday Feb 9 2011
      I find myself in a stage like place with red stage curtains. I looked around and notice the feelings of the place, its a strip club and everyone is getting the place ready for the coming night's business. They quickly leave at the end of the night, sleep, and clean up later in the day when it starts all over again. I knew I didn't work there and was partially lucid and just decided to try to fit in so I started looking for things to do. I saw a lot of sweeping, washing tables, and even one of the girls holding a plastic box where she kept her dollar bills, a few dollars and her pocket change was in there at this early hour. The place had only one traditional stage, not the polls and stages.
      I remember enjoying the very different psychic energies of some of the people in this place and just standing there soaking it in and thinking Im not usually around people like this, this is good stuff. Their energy felt rough and edgy and iconoclastic. I tooled around some more, not really doing anything, surreptitiously soaking up the extra energy in the room like psychic sponge. No one noticed anything strange in me and when I felt I had enough (enough being their energy was starting to make me become like them a little) I decided to get out of there.