May 5, 2006.
Starts as me browsing a thread on the best way to take over the world. Someone put a lot of effort in, had detailed maps with troop placements etc. Talked about how he would scare the locals into fleeing, then cut them off and kill them. That afterward, town centers would be vacated and the farms left empty. It then shifted to a cinematic of peasants moving if file down a dirt road. A row of artillery appears on the horizon and opens fire, killing many. Suddenly, I am one of the peasants, and realize that the artillery is set at a specific range, so I run right at it. Others follow. As we approach, the enemy changes to those red cardinals from the three musketeers, only they have a bunch of swords and throw them at us. My king begins to duel the enemy king, and I throw a sword I picked up in an effort to end it quickly. I miss. Another cardinal notices me and throws a sword at me like a frisbee. It almost hits me. He pulls out another sword and moves in to kill me. I dive and grab the thrown sword, but instead of turning to fight I run full speed at the enemy king, who had been wounded in the duel but was still fighting my king. I jump at him and stab deep into his back, killing him instantly. I turn to defend myself, but all the cardinals are sheathing their weapons, telling the new king they were happy he won and treating him like an old friend.
All except the one I had been fighting, who looks at me and then the new king, and says in the G-man voice "Kill... Freeman." I stab him in the chest and the king smiles at me. He tells me I've been very useful and that he wants me to visit his chief wizard for preservation.
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Walking around on my university campus I notice a PA system set up. Curious, I follow the wires and find the input, which was one of those beige TV cables whose end is just a hollow with a metal rod in the middle. Deciding to provide them with a bit of publicity, I plug the cable into my ipod and play the new Tool album. The song came out different, the same lyrics but slower, without drums and less instrumental. Hearing it blasted out filled me with peace, and joy at the thought that it was doing the same for others.
Worried that I might get in trouble I stop after one song. I had been walking the whole time, and the cable stretched out behind me. I wanted to put it somewhere hidden so only I could use it. Ended up wrapping it around a bush outside of a church. I decided to come back on May 6th, just before the marijuana march and play "The Pot" at full volume. This made me happy and I woke.
I think my dreams have gotten weirder since I started trying to LD. If my dreams were always as fun as I've found these I think I would have remembered them. It's like while I don't have actual awareness of being awake, I know I'm going to remember it and subconciously work to make them more interesting, which turns into a self-fulfilling prophecy, as the dreams being interesting then helps me remember them.
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