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Mom is sick. She sees an ogre in an italian shirt and it keeps her from collecting unemployment. Uncle gives her a new job so she can collect the insurance. I feel kind of weird about that. Uncle assures me it's ok.

Dream Lucid Awake

I wake up after 5 hours and do a 20 min WB2B. I take a Galantamine + Choline pill, right before falling asleep

Riding in the passenger seat of my friend tom's car. We are heading down a two lane road with trees and bright green fields all around us. I ask tom if I can put on a book on tape about serial killers/ghost stories. He says it's fine. We put the tape on and as we listen about this evil woman who haunts families and kills children Tom starts freak out.

We pass over a rickety two lane bridge and then he makes a U-turn. He starts driving fast in the other direction and I ask him what's going on. He won't talk and I ask him where he's going. He drives the car off of the road and down by the river under the bridge. He looks very freaked out. I tell him that this is only a book. That's when I realize that this is a dream. I take a deep breath and I'm ok.

The dream fades to black and I'm back in my body.

I hold still til I DEILD and I'm back in the car with tom. He's still freaking out quietly and staring at the steering wheel. I tell him we can turn off the book and ask him if it's ok if I drive. We walk around the car and I get in the driver's seat. I ask him if this is one of those flying cars and he says of course. I push a button in the center console and say "this is the lift off button right?" he says sure. The car goes up on the air and I get excited. I fly around in the car for a while and pull a couple of barrel rolls.

I see a cute girl on the ground standing by her boyfriend and I think I'd like to make out with her. As I go to land near her I misjudge and accidently land on top of her. The guy starts yelling at me and I'm like "oh Shit" and pull the car back up into the air and fly away again. I land outside of a small corner shop. The shop is like an all old timey wooden seven eleven. Two girls and a guy are inside.

I walk in and kiss one of the girls. She pulls back disgusted like what the fuck are you doing? I grab her shirt by the collar and tear it in half. She has blue flower pasties over her nipples and I pull them off. The guy pulls me around and takes a swing at me. I see it coming in slow motion matrix style and dodge it. I punch at him but my swing is in slow motion and when it hits him it's too slow to do any damage. I look at the other girl and she winks at me. I take her shirt off and I wake up.

Visiting the leader of the water people to get their support in battling the fire people. The water lord gives me his blessing that coats me in a protective aura of a clear blue gel. Now I am travelling to various people around the north pole seeking support. I'm standing in an enormous throne room made of smoking translucent blue bricks. The floor is cold beneath my feet.

6-19-11
Bear's halloween costme is a dog and owner. Large elaborate dog costume mostly gray and black body paint and a dog collar. People wonder if there some kind of psycho-sexual compnant to it. I have the song 'city of new orleans' stuck in my head.

6-20-11
Lost Oakleys
Riding in the 4runner with R. He is driving. My wife is riding in the back seat. He puts an expensive pair of sun glasses back there and later can't find them. Later, he calls her to tell her that he has to help him pay thousands of dollars for new sunglasses. After he gets off the phone with her. I find the sunglasses on the floor of his truck. He takes them and puts them on without saying a word. It pisses me off that he won't say sorry or thank you or that he even tried to get her to pay for them in the first place but I just seethe.

New House
Driving through a neighborhood for the possibility of a new house to buy. The one we look at is very cheap but a hole as been blown entirely through one side. The hole looks like a wrecking ball has come through. It's white on the outside and the inside has an unpainted light brown/gray look to it. The house was formally owned by a former friend who abandoned his wife after she got pregnant with her first kid. Though you can see sunlight coming in through holes in the ceiling, the house is fully furnished with stuff that looks like it came from other old houses. There is a poppazon chair and a matching set of old green love seats. Also in the living room is an empty Entertainment console with a few wires that connect to nothing.
I walk into a second room and there are several bookshelves, half full. On the shelves are several novelizations of comic books and a few special edition comic books, including a signed edition of the death of superman from 1997 and full bound set of X-Men novels that don't exist, including the first 2 movies and then Wolverine the movie, and the sequel, Wolverine Unbound. I start putting a few of the books in my bag.

Dream Lucid False Awakening Notes
I am a show promoter. I'm standing next to a dj in an empty club and the show is about to start. He starts a record and the song begins to play. The music throbs and the room shakes. "I don’t understand, if we were back home, this would bring the people out in droves." I look back across the room and now there are about 10 people. Once I climb down from the booth to the dance floor the room is pretty well packed.
A girl, my contact for this city, comes up to me and tells me not to worry, more are coming. She says that all it took was for the sound of the bass to hit the airwaves outside the club. The air inside is hot and stinky with the sweat of people dancing and the lights are too dim to make out anything but vague moving shapes. She asks me if I need anything else and I say she's done a great job. She laughs and asks if I need her to fuck anybody for me. I am very confused by this for a second and then realize that the whole scene is strange.

I tell the girl no thank you and start heading to the door for a breath of fresh air. On the way I hold my nose and take a deep breath. I am dreaming. Outside it's the heat of the day and as I walk along a wide fresh sidewalk with bright green lawns and newly paved blacktop street. I keep taking dream breaths to stabalize my lucidity and remember that I am supposed to teleport.
Where do I want to go. I know now that I live in texas, it's so hot, so I want to go somewhere not hot. I remember chicago with the snow and the wind and know that I want to go where it snows. I want to go where it's cold.I decide to go to the north pole.
Staring at the tips of my fingers and watching them glow, I think about going to the north pole. I can feel the cold in my lungs I can see the steam rising through my breath. I can imagine the crunch of snow beneath my feet. I put my two fingers in front of me and draw a doorway in the air. The air crackles with a yellow electricity and the line my fingers trace leave a dull shimmering outline in the emty space before me. For a moment nothing happens but then slowly I can hear the whistling wind of the freezing world. I take one step through the portal and suddenly my feet crunch through about a foot of pure white fresh snow.
Now I am Tesla Strong.

The wind is cold and I am clutching my arms close to my body and walking up a steep hill to get a better look at my surroundings. Once I get to the top of the hill, what I see astounds me.
The familiar chicago skyline is ravaged by a new ice age. The hancock and sears towr are buried to thehalfway point in glacial snow. I'm very cold and want to leave. My fingers start to glow again and I draw annother portal in the air, this one shaped like a triangle. I step through again and I'm in suburbia.

I am awake and trying to remember as many details of the dream as possible. I can't find my computer and dig through my backpack for my red notebook. Finding it, I flip to an new page and start to write as much of the description of the frozen teleportation as I can remember and after a sentence I look again at the page I see a crude pen and ink drawing of Tesla above the sentence I just wrote.

Then I wake up back in my body. I try to hold still to go back into the dream but I keep imagining that the way I am sleeping is cutting into my cheek. I break and start writing in my journal.

I am walking through a mall parking lot with my friend. It is the kind of light out where the sun has either just risen or just set. None of the stores are open and we are trying to figure out what to do. I see a bunch of small kids playing and a waterballoon flies towards them and bounces off the ground without breaking. The kids laugh and pick it up and start throwing it at each other. My friend says that this is pretty weird and I agree.

I tell him that I'm going to walk around and check it out. Crouching down I am prowling, running from car to car. I see gangs of teenagers laughing and throwing water balloons at each other. One kid sees me and throws a WB at me. I dodge it easily. We are both smiling. I leap over a car and realize that I have to be dreaming to be able to do that.

I want to join the battle and I reach into my bag for something to use as a water balloon. I find a giant dog food ball filled with water. I throw it but not realizing my own strength It flies like a rocket into the clouds. I curl my finger to activate my telekenisis and bring the ball back to me. It doesn't come. I realize that I need to use more power. I reach out my arm and clench my fist, then I pull my arm back hard and the ball comes flying toward me. Right before I catch it I wake up

I am travelling with a small boy, trying to get him to his parents. He has been seperated for a very long time. His father is a very powerfull warlord and intends to have my travelling party killed. As we travell in caves and forests it is vitally important to keep watch and look for signs of assassins or other attackers. The boy does not want to return to his family but with some persuasion. I am able to get him to understand how much his father cares for him, and that even though his father may be a cruel tyrant at times, he still has a depth of feeling and a capacity for pain and loss. The child agrees to see his father before making a final decision about whether or not to return to his home city. I accept that as a fir comprimise.

At that moment we are attacked by ninja assassins. Catching us totally by surprise, I am only albe to produce a flash of blinding light from my fingertips and eyes. The ninjas are disoriented just long enough for the child to be spirited away to safty by one of my leutinants as I prepare to kill these that attack me. I can feel my insides roasting like a power battery.

I am an airbender learning to work with fire. A festival day is soon approaching and I want to perform bending tricks at a showcase. Before I can do that, I must complete a task that involves catching a chicken lizard as it runs through low brush in a forest.

I woke up this morning with the Wha-oh Wah-oh Stuck like glue Song stuck in my head. It was so hot last night i didn't get much good sleep

I am a storm trooper working for governor Willie Stark. The bulky plastic armor is itchy. The Boss has been unable to intimidate a local judge who won't give him his endorsement for US senator. Red faced and angry, the boss screams at me to "give him to princess."

I'm carrying my blaster rifle and leading the judge down a long white hallway. I'm talking to the judge and asking him if he would please just go along with the game plan, that he has one more chance. The judge steadfastly refuses and I feel very disappointed. I say "hey judge, this is your last chance" and when he shakes his head no, I push a red button that opens up a hole in the hole underneath his feet.

I turn on the monitor in the hallway and see the judge standing up in about 2 feet of water filled with trash. He is thrashing around in a panic and only just has time to stand up before a giant tentacle swoops behind him and wraps around his neck. The judge tries to scream and pulls franticaly at the tentacle as he is dragged underwater.


I push the red button again and the screen goes black. Shaking my head, I begin the long walk back to the governor's office.

I wake up with that stupid Korn or Limp Bizket song in my head. The one with the "Dong diggy dong da Dang da Dang Diggy" In my dream I'm the governor of Louisiana in the 1930's and I'm corrupt and evil as all hell. I'm also very popular with poor people and I win. As I threaten and blackmail local lawmakers for the purposes of building a new hospital, I watch my son play old-timey football on black and white plasma screen in my office. My son is quarterback. His team is crushing their opponents.

Sitting in the chair across from me is the leader of the state senate. He is looking defiant and is yelling at me that he will never cowtow to my bullying policies. I am watching the game on TV and barely paying attention to him. He's yelling to get my attention. I reach over to the knob on the Plazma Screen Tv and turn the volume up way high to drown him out. It's the kid rock song. (I looked it up)



I open a drawer on the right side of my desk and pull out a manilla folder. When I show the State Senator the folder he goes silent. In my hand are photographs and as I lay them out on the table one by one, keep my steely gaze on the face of the senator who is first defiant, then shocked, then scared, finally shameful.

I say, "now this looks mighty bad, but I think we can work it out if you are willing to play ball"

It's the 1890's. I am one of the first union organizers. I am trying to convince a group of factory workers to stand up to their employers for safer working conditions. The trouble is I can't get anybody to attend the meetings. Whenever anyone is seen working with me, the fat cat factory foerman has them beaten or killed. The boss is a big sweaty bald man with a greasy comb-over, an ugly black suit with a gold chain across the solar plexus of his jacket. I manage to finally get a meeting together with 2 other workers at the factory, and as I start to tell them what the effects of the chemical run-off into the working camp water supply, two big thugs crash the meeting. One guy is wearing a black turtle neck, tight white pants a pork pie hat and is slapping an ugly blackjack into his left hand. The other is small in a greasy white suit. With sharp features. They tell me I have one chance to break up this meeting before things get ugly. I tell the other two to run, that I would hold these two monsters off.

Non Lucid. Lucid Task

I wake up in bed to the sound of a phone vibrating. I grab the phone and look at it and it's my wife's phone. I think, man I just took her to the airport, if she forgot her phone that's really bad news. I wonder if I should call her or try to bring the phone to her. I get up and walk to the living room and a party is going on. That's when I realize that I'm dreaming. Sitting in the living room is a comedian friend of mine and a chubby black girl I knew in college. I go to the kitchen and it's a pretty blonde talking to some random guy. The house is in a funky setup that I don't recognize. I go back to the living room and everybody is naked. I ask, what kind of a naked party is this?

They say, "it's really no bid deal." I shrug and start to take off all of my clothes. I get totally naked and realize that I need to stabalize the dream. I decide to use my sense of touch and give a big naked hug to the chubby black chick. She's smiling and laughing and I'm kissing her. The feel of her skin makes the dream pop in a much more vivid way. I kiss her again and walk to the kitchen.

The people in the kitchen are still clothed. I tell them that this is a naked party and they look at me confused. I take the blonde girl by the hand and lead her to the dining room. Then I bend her over a table and pull her skirt off. She is wearing a white thong. I pull that off too. My penis is erect and I start to put it inside of her. Her vagina is still dry but after a few attempts to put it in I see a thick whiteish gray viscous substance form near her clitoris. I look at this substance for a minute and lose my erection.

I walk back to the other room and ask the party, "when are the rest of the naked people supposed to get here?" They laugh incredulously and shrug. I wait for a second and then remember that I'm supposed to be flying in this dream. I walk back to the dining room and jump a couple of times. No dice. I wonder if I'll get a little bit better if I go outside. I walk to the back door and step outside.

Right outside my door is a 15 by 25 foot mural of a beach an sky. I look for a minute at the mural and realize that I've just stepped onto the porch at the house I grew up in. I look away from my mural to the right and I see a line of trees, then a giant beach and lake and in the distance a mountain range with white caps. I start running to the edge of my porch and leap off.

When I leap off I start flying 100 feet into the air. It feels good and I'm shooting close to straight up and a little forward. I close my fist and shoot a little bit faster. I remember that I'm supposed to try flying at a supersonic speed and I think about the "magnet" technique that King Yoshi wrote about in his flying tutorial, so I think I'll give it a try. I look in front of me and see a cloud very far away. I reach my left hand out to it and imagine the magnetic connection. I close my fist to solidify the connection and pull my left hand into my chest. I shoot toward the cloud at an amazing speed the wind is rushing in my ear and I wait for the explosion. Nothing. I shrug and look around at the world on the ground.

I see cars passing by on the street in front of my house. This would be a good time to see if I can't make a car fly so I come in for a landing in my dad's front yard. There's a big black ghetto ice cream van in the front yard selling stuff to a line of people in front of it. My friend stephen comes up to me and tells me that the van is selling some amazing shrooms and I really should get some. I laugh and reply maybe next time.

My friend z, a video post production specialist comes out of the house and asks me with a nervous voice if I knew that the doors weren't locked.

Yeah, I say, there's a party going on, it's no big deal.

"Well, the house is pretty much open right now, just thought you should know." I think for a second about if my dogs might get away, then remember that I'm dreaming. Z asks "hey, for the movie you're making, do you think you'll probably use your editors for your color correction?'

Probably, your outfit mainly does visual effects.

He nods.
That's when I wake up.

Walking along a craggy cliff path with a small group of middle earth style wizards and warriors. White sand with gray rocks and big mountains overlooking the sea. I can go see a big scary wizard who kidnapped ron swanson. Walking with me is a very young rashida jones. She tells me that I am only allowed to use certain powers in this situation. I am vaguely aware of my situation as a sleeping person. When a collection of small trolls and goblins come for us, I shoot crazy lightning bolts out of my hands. They tell me that I can't use electricity powers, that I can only use fire powers. I think hard, and I know that I'm in my bed at home. I hold out my hands and thick metal cables fire from my fingers and shoot into the rock cliffs. The people I am with are very impressed with my powers. I want to do more powers, but I know that I am dreaming, I am in my body at home and start to fade away. I begin to wake up and lose awareness of my physical dream form. I can still control my dream body but it's like I can control it using a remote from a distance. I am no longer inside my body, but rather acutely aware of myself in bed and able to see my dream self in the third person. I fire off a few more electricity bolts and wake up.

I am starting my new job at a supermarket. Today is some kind of a special day where drinking is allowed. My job is to deliver alcohol to the people working at the registers. The alcohol for drinking is being kept at the check cash station in the front of the store. One of the cashiers wants me to bring them a drink that's a half a shot of maker's mark, half a shot of snake juice and then bud light. We name this drink "black snake juice moan". I wheel the alcohol cart over to them and make the drink in one of those tall silver mixing cups with the lid. Then I drink what's left.

My supervisor, a heavyset black lady in a polyester pantsuit, comes over and decides that she's going to be mixing the drinks for the rest of the day. She makes me another black snake juice moan in a giant shot glass and tells me that it has the alcohol of about 2 drinks so I should take it slow. I wait till she walks away and drink in down in one swallow. I start to feel drunk and wake up.

I'm with my wife and a friend of mine and we are visiting this random woman and her young daughter. This woman has large piles of the new yorker magazine and we are making fun of the new yorker. We say that it falls in the pretension line somewhere between the new york times and the weekly world news. People read it on park benches to look smarter than they are. The little girl is laughing and clapping.

We turn on the tv and start watching a movie. The movie is a Rocky movie and i can't tell if it's Rocky 2 or 3. Some of it is about how Rocky and Apollo are going to fight again so i think it's Rocky 2, then there will be a scene where Apollo is training Rocky so i think it's Rocky 3. Then Adrianne says that she thinks it's weird that Apollo is training Rocky when they are preparing to fight. They all laugh at this.

Scene change.
We are at my house, but it isn't my house. People are throwing April and I a house warming party. April is talking to people on the front porch while I am hanging out in the kitchen with a bunch of people i just met for the first time. They are all talking about their drug phases. They say cocaine, shrooms and then one guy says that he very recently tried DXM at a robo party. I chime in to say that DXM used to be my favorite.

Suddenly the girls are squealing and giggling and i see that the guys in the room have all pulled their pants down. The guys stand up and walk over to the girls who are sitting and the guys are jerking off while standing right in front of the girls. The ladies are looking up into the guys eyes while they do this with big smiles on their faces. I say "what the fuck is going on?"

One of the guys says "Look this is cool. This is how things are in the city. Something gets going and you go with it." The women look over at me and nod and smile, then turn their attention back to the guys and start making encouraging noises.

I make my way out to the porch and say, this may be a bit too much for my wife. I pick up an ipod off an outdoor table and put on a random playlist. The song "Tuesday's Gone" starts playing and i look back in the kitchen. The girls and guys are where they were before, now the girls are begging the guys to come. Everyone starts making noise and the guys ejaculate all over the kitchen.

I ask one of the girls to get me a bleach wipe under the sink. She laughs and gets it for me. While i am cleaning, my wife comes in the room and tells me she really likes the song. I say, "it's your ipod."

"Really?" she replies.