non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP At some team building event. I am with Zilla and I also see other familiar faces from high school, like Filipa, who tells us that Claudia died some time ago. There is also by Bad Wolf, my pre-teen sweetheart, who ended up hating me. But he seems cool about me now. We do our team building exercises and the ice breaks between us. I actually think he is into me and I wonder if maybe the universe is offering us a chance to have the relationship we never had in the past. He looks youthful, keeping is highscool looks and he is now divorced or something. And apparently I am free too. So we become good friends and plan to go on a date. Now I realize we are all on a ship, looks like he a fisher boat. One night I get up amidst a chaos, the boat is in a storm, there is water and debris everywhere and Bad Wolf is looking for me, concerned. He meets me on the deck and says it's not safe, a giant whale is attacking us. Then I see a giant flipper hiting us and I fall into the water, losing consciousness. I am in and out of my senses as I sink into the water and at some point I notice someone swimming nearby and pulling me into some other ship wreck below us. We can't go up, as the whale is still hiting and now some orcas have joined in attacking survirvors. Luckily, the sunken ship is almost intact and is turned upside down which created a giant air pocket inside it, so we can actually breathe and walk through a big part of the ship. Zilla managed to join us and we discover a pantry and it's packed with food. I know the air won't last long and we will eventually have to go to the surface again.
I was inside a wreck of sorts... it looked like the inside of a passenger airplane's fuselage, but larger. Much larger. It also looked like it'd been there for a while. At some point, I ran into the Alien again. I couldn't believe my bad luck. I looked out of a large window, and saw that the ground near the horizon was bright red for some reason. It was so red, the sky itself reflected that color, giving the horizon a very eerie, alien red glow. Red weed?
Dreams on October 29. First dream: I'm a part of a Christian camp and I'm in a cabin. My councilor (or at least the one who teaches me from the little book we get) is a young, black dude, probably in his late teens, who was very friendly. He sort of reminded me of a hippy. I had a giant magnifying glass and he wanted to see. But before that the heads of my cabin were putting us all in the little areas in the camp we needed to go to. Afterwards, one girl in my cabin said she got to talk to one of the pageant leaders. Second dream: I showed Ivory Coke songs and she liked them. I was talking to her--I think out loud--while I was walking to a convenient store. I seen her behind the glass door and she was looking pretty; I remember that her hair was straight. We were talking a bit and at some point she pulled the door open so I could come inside (I would have pulled it open anyway, but I don't think I wanted to--I think I wanted our interaction to be more poetic). Two Hispanics come up behind me and I offer to let them come through, but they move on to the next door and the mother said, "That's how you deal with people like that," referring to me. Then Mama, Daddy and I are in a car. Mama's knee is messed up and Daddy is angry. He has a sharp, plastic stick he uses to strike her with when he thinks we're about to crash. He sits in the middle of the front seats so he can be ??? something, I don't know. Though I am in the back, I am the one braking. We go speeding down the road, but I keep applying pressure on the brakes. Mama says that this way of driving is good, because it keeps her from going too fast because she is angry (mostly with Daddy, probably). Cars do come out and they are everywhere. It becomes difficult to dodge them and we wreck. We're back in the beginning, as if it's a video game. I suggest we do it again, and my parents seem as though their tension goes out and they are happy. This time when we get in I'm in the passenger's seat, though still the brake. (We drive in rural areas.)
To begin, I was being told that I needed to find a real job other than the volunteer work at the city hall that I was doing (I am not doing any volunteer work at the city hall. Perhaps inspired by my previous desire to join the volunteer fire department, or my past efforts of volunteering at city hall). I started to work at the local grocery store, "Read's Food Store". All was going well for most of the day, until the boss started being a pain in the neck. She told me to mop the floors - I began to mop the floors. But for some reason, she was yelling at me the whole time, saying things over and over again, effectively creating a scene. At one point she insulted my stepmother, who was present at the time that she said it! I occasionally corrected my boss's sideways logic, but other than that, I continued to work. When the day was over, I went to a table, which had all of my possessions on it. Including my dream journal and personal journal (I worried about having forgotten my dream journal throughout the dream, and never did a RC. Nice going). Instead of my Texas folks coming to pick me up, it was my Indiana folks. We hopped in the car and went off to a hotel that they were staying in. The notable thing about the hotel room was the urinal. It was a black panther in the stalking pose. With its mouth open round. In order to use the urinal, one would place his penis inside of the panther's mouth. Going back to mart, for parts of the dream that I don't know where to place chronologically. I was involved in some sort of spy mission, with T'Pol from Star Trek:Enterprise, and a random male figure. While taking a break from work at the grocery store, I was assigned to take photographs of the intersection at the single stoplight in town. I noticed like 3 police cars in the photo, going through the intersection (Likely caused by the amount of ridiculous police activity in town lately, and my having been followed and harassed by police in recent months). And somehow some way, in the photograph I was able to zoom in on one specific police car. As I zoomed in, the photograph followed the car as it drove down the road, dodged some folks crossing the street in the ghetto, then left town. When I turned to face the intersection again, I saw a badly damaged car that was flipped upside down, and a few meters away was a car with minor damage. The driver of the car with minor damage was seemingly upset about the dents on his own car, while the other bystanders and I were focusing on helping the person in the overturned car. I asked if anyone had called the fire department yet.. (In my town, we have to wait for EMS to come from the city - our volunteer fire department is our first response to emergencies) The man in the overturned car crawled out of the car. As it turns out, he was a conjoined twin... He had one body and two heads. His brother was complaining of his neck hurting badly and being "twisted", and the other brother was being relatively calm. A strange siren sounds, and a 1950s fire truck shows up.(Not out of place, actually. Our fire department consists of civilian pick up trucks and two old fire trucks from the 60s and 50s). I went back to work, as emergency response had come. Later on, I was in my room talking to T'Pol and the other spy. They said that our current mission was to destroy evidence and dispose of dead bodies. T'Pol was working on a USB drive, while the other guy is bagging bodies. T'Pol seems to think that smashing the USB connection piece would be sufficient. I tell her that we should get inside the USB drive and smash the ROM chip. So I begin to try to dismantle the drive, which is for some reason a zip-up bag... Every time I unzip a bag, there's another one inside to unzip! I continue this loop for a while before finally taking it apart and finding out that there's no more to a USB drive than the connector piece. That the connector piece is the only part of the USB drive and the rest of it is just a grip. I must have been fundamentally wrong about USB drives, right? I should have become lucid here lol I heard a noise - I go out in the hallway armed with a screwdriver... I kick the door open - It's just my brother. He tells me that my friend is over. "Tell him to come on up", I say. When I go back to my room, the male figure throws me a small foam basketball, made of the same material that the USB drive's bags were made of. The ball has some sort of text on it, and is perfectly crafted. My partners said that they made it out of the USB drive bags. No time! I tell them about my friend coming up, and suggest that they return to base. T'Pol tells me that it would be illogical to return to base because it would consume too many resources. So I come up with a plan to introduce the two to my friend as a regular friend. And then I woke up.
Night of the 30 2:00- woke up. Not much I can recall. There were two people dressed in black who got in a motorcycle wreck. Someone unmasked them or something. They were part of different groups or teams who were rivals. That's the bulk of my recall. There was a brunette girl but nothing seriously happened with her I remember. *There was something about grades and a house with a tea set. It's very fuzzy. 7:06- Little brother woke me. I slept past the alarms. Dang. Anyway, I know I dreamed but now i can't remember it. I'll work on my recall more when the state tests are over. Now things are just busy.
01/16/12 Driving Drunk I am driving down an isolated street in the middle of nowhere at night. There are two other people in the car with me, and we are all drinking. (Drinking and driving? I don't even like to drink!) I am drinking a beer and laughing and telling bad jokes that I don't remember now. I feel drunk. I drink more of my beer and I see flashing lights in the review mirror. Great… cops… now I'm in trouble. I think I'll pull over, but instead I get the idea I can turn off the road somewhere up ahead and kill the lights so the cops will fly right by me. I speed up to put distance between the cop and me. I start going very fast and I am not able to make the sharp turn that's coming up ahead. Instead the car breaks through the guard rail and flies out into space… there is apparently a cliff beside the road. But the car isn't going down… it is continuing to fly… or am I just too drunk to know we're crashing?
I had a dream I was in some sort of school. I went to class and for some reason we could sleep there. I woke up to a bunch of noise. Some guys were wrestling messing with each other. I woke up to blinking red lights. I thought oh I'm wearing my DreamMaker mask (which I no longer have) but was waking up. I took it off and saw all the horseplaying going on also thinking I missed the opportunity for a lucid. My GF and I were standing on a bridge watching this crazy driver drive all over the freeway like a maniac. The visual were very clear and seemed very real. Finally he spun out of control hit something. The police caught up to him, we somehow were close while they arrested him; but then we saw them shoot him point blank. We stood there with our mouths opening, unable to believe what we saw.
I was driving my car and I was trying to eat some Bojangles. I was driving through an apartment complex and there were a bunch of people out. They were all African-American. They were all in the street and I couldn't go anywhere, so I decided to eat my Bojangles! As I was eating, they started leaning on my car and beating on it and stuff. This was making me mad, so I honked the horn and was trying to drive away. They were all yelling at me and stuff so I just floored it and they jumped out of the way. I spun tires and did a burnout and sped down this hill. I couldn't brake hard enough and slammed into the curb. I was trying to drive away but my back tire was flat and shred to peices.
Note: I have never actually been to Houston, but the pattern of my dream and what I saw fit pretty close to the paths I have marked on these Google Earth maps. It was a very vivid dream and I remembered it very clearly. I was sitting on the couch watching some kind of documentary on television. I watched it for a few minutes and realized it was about pilots involved in stressful situations such as equipment failure, bad weather landings, etc. They showed an airliner flying toward Houston. The plane was flying over thick clouds. It was a very calm scene, nothing seemed to be wrong there. I got closer to the television and touched the screen. My hand moved through the screen and into the show… uh… well, this should have been good reason for a RC, but instead I thought this was just a new form of interactive television. I pushed my way into the television and the next thing I knew I was flying outside in the air, keeping up with the airliner with no difficulty, and approaching Houston. The clouds below were what represented the dangerous situation for the pilot of the plane. The plane started to slowly descend through the clouds. I followed suit. I slowly descended into the clouds. This dream was so very vivid that I could feel the small beads of moisture that the cloud was made of. They were cool on my face and exposed arms. I was surrounded by fluffy whites and grays. I lost track of the plane in the clouds. As I descended down below the clouds I could feel larger drops of water. Now I was out of the clouds and into the rain. It was raining rather hard in Houston. The rain sprayed my face and arms, and it still felt good. I was thinking I had just come from a baking hot Arizona day into this pleasant rain storm, of course it felt good to me. I was able to pick up following the plane again. It headed in towards the Houston International Airport… which I looked up and found it to be called the George Bush International Airport… The plane circled the airport a few times and then came in for a careful landing. I didn't see any sign of problems at all. I wondered why that should've been stressful… but then again, I hadn't been on the plane. They might have had equipment failure along with the storm. After the plane came to a complete stop at one of the gates, I got bored of watching the planes and flew off in what I felt was north or north west. I flew in and around some small buildings, not sure what they were. I was just flying in the rain and having fun. The rain was beginning to slow down a bit now. My flight path carried me over an intersection where there was a rail road crossing. As I flew down over the intersection I saw a car in the middle of the tracks. Both of the gates were down, and the car wasn't moving. There was a train approaching in the distance. Now if that wasn't just a Murphey's Law moment… I landed near the car and looked over. There was a woman in the car trying in vain to start it. Ok… a cliché moment of a car getting stuck on railroad tracks with a train coming… and now the driver was really going to be too retarded to get out and just abandon the car to save her own life? She finally got out of the car as the train approached. I thought she had finally gotten a brain, but she instead went to the back seat and started struggling with something. What was going on? I went over to her and told her she had better get out of the way… a train was coming… She said she knew, but her baby was stuck in the car. Wtf? I looked in the car. There was a kid in a car seat. The kid was securely strapped into the car seat. The mother was struggling with the belts holding the car seat into the car and the belts holding the child in the seat. None of them wanted to come free. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my knife, popped it out, and cut several of the belts quickly… and then the mom took the child out. We both got out of the path of the train just before it plowed into the car with a loud CRASH! The car was dragged a short distance down the tracks and then tossed aside, a total wreck. The woman didn't seem to be able to stop thanking me over and over again. She wanted to know who I was because she said everyone would know me as a hero… but I don't want to be known by anyone… so I took to flight and left her standing there in the rain with her kid. I flew north, following some kind of a highway, the rain slowed to a stop. The air was still cool and crisp. I flew a good distance. I flew until I saw smoke that was not too far off. I headed in that direction, which involved turning to my left for a while. I flew over a lake, and then there was an area of forest. In the area of forest there was a fire raging. I wondered how the fire had gotten started. A bolt of lightning? I hadn't seen any lightning… a careless camp fire or a carelessly disposed of cigarette butt? Maybe, but with it being so wet I didn't see how the fire could have gotten started. Arson? Maybe, but why? I figured it didn't matter how the fire had gotten started… I was going to check it out and figure out how to help stop it. I flew down to an area not far from the fire. There were animals fleeing the site of the fire. I was hovering over them as they headed away from the fire as quickly as they could go. I could also see the fire approaching. I saw some animals had gotten trapped by the fire… I didn't want them to get burned. I flew in and grabbed a few small animals and got them to safety… but there were animals too big for me to lift. Deer… there were several deer… I flew back and lifted a fawn. It was surprisingly easy to lift. I took the baby deer to safety. I lifted mom… also surprisingly easy… and dad… a sizable buck… also easy to carry… I moved some more animals out, snakes, squirrels, deer… some animals I don't remember what they were, a few of which were rather ugly… but this wasn't helpful… the fire would still catch up soon… getting rid of the fire was the main goal. I wondered how that could be done. I landed near the lake. I could still see the fire from there. If only I could move water as easily as I moved the animals… I tried to lift up a section of water… and it worked. The water lifted in a small sphere. I did only a brief double take (and no RC) before gathering a much larger sphere of water and carrying it to the site of the fire. I dropped the huge sphere of water over the fire. The sphere immediately broke apart and doused the fire in a huge puff of steam. It never occurred to me that I was dreaming… I thought this was easily explained by the fact I had finally developed my telekinetic powers. That was enabling me to fly, enabled me to lift heavy animals, and transport water. I was flying away from the site of the fire when I woke.
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