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    1. bulletTime.gig.hotel

      by , 06-28-2011 at 12:11 AM
      6/27/2011.bulletTime.gig.hotel

      1st Dream
      5:50am
      ... I have super powers and a group of us is escaping some kind of prison. I am pretty conscious and excerpt a lot of dream control, but never go lucid. I drop off the roof, hanging by one arm to a brick building and tell everyone to meet up at this secret spot, like two tunnels or a cave.

      <should they bring friends? We'd be better fighting back, but someone might reveal our secret location...> as I think this I'm sneaking across a field to the hide out. I see we have been betrayed, they have set up cannons to attack us.

      I start yelling for everyone to get inside, I will hold them off. The base is an entrance into the hill, it seems to light up with a white cross type waypoint. I turn back around to face the cannons and everything goes bullet time.

      I notice there are hundreds of projectiles, like chunks of concrete coming towards us. There are many more than I expected and some of them are about to hit me. I wake up.

      ....

      I am waiting around before playing a gig, sitting on a brick wall at the entrance to the venue (its like a fairground) across from the door guy. He's got on a black tshirt and has a long gray beard, typical roadie / door guy look.

      This other guy tries to go in, but the door guy stops him. Other guy points at me and asks why I don't have to pay. I tell him I'm in the band and make piano fingers at him. The door guy gives me bracelet w pictures of all the bands on it in black and white. My band's picture is hard to see cause there are so many people on it.

      I go walking thru the grounds. There are all these booths set up. There is a black girl singing and joking. Later there are white, redneck type people bitching about all the black people dancing. I shake my head at them.

      ...I'm back in the hotel room w dave and tim. I turn around and walk down the hall past the showr which has an angled long black tray for soap, similar to something you'd see in the nissan plant. It has food residue on it, from earlier, which I think is gross.

      I walk down to the end of the hall and its like I'm looking into a bamboo forest and these eyes are staring back at me. Dave comes up and says "there's an ocelot in the room" then quickly hightails it out of there.



      i wake up shortly after that.
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