Thread: --{lost Prophet's Dream Journal}---

I found out that I don't have all of my entries from before. Oh well,
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Day One
I'm standing out on the balcony of some building I don't recognize, and my platoon sargeant is going ballistic. I'm with 3 other guys from work, (Wise is the only one I can remember) My platoon sargeant is always yelling, so this dream a far reach.

I'm going on a convoy to a base my company frequents up north. (Mosul)

Day Two <----Lucid Dream&#33;
I&#39;m in the basement of a house I don&#39;t recognize, and my grandmother and father are down there with me. My grandfather calls me from the floor above, but I pause. "Wait, a second," I think, "My grandfather is dead, I must be dreaming." I calm myself, regulate my breathing, I break a bunch of stuff in the house and create some general tomfoolery inside the house. I think, "Well, I&#39;ve done everything I can think of inside the house, I&#39;ll try to fly." I go outside and try to jump up and down, but it doesn&#39;t work too well for me. The dream switches to 3rd person and I can see myself jumping around the yard of a house I used to live in. I think, "Man, I look like an idiot. I need to do something." So it switches back to 1st person view and I summon a witch out of my peripheral, and take her broom, I proceed to fly around my neighborhood. I fly around for a long time, admire the scenery and think, "Ok, I think my dream has gone on long enough, I&#39;ll wake up now." And then I did. The dream felt like eternity. The LD crept up on me, I couldn&#39;t think of anything to do&#33;

Day Three
I was running away from this group of people for some reason. I run into the alley behind the neighborhood(Dundalk), and jump onto a dirt bike. I fly down the alley as fast I can, along a river and reach a dead end of woods. I feel like I have to just get back inside my house, like it&#39;s a sanctuary. I sleep that night and plan my infiltration to my house. I wait until the cover of dark the next night.I went back to the neighborhood and crept from the alley to the streets, hiding behind cars. One of the people in this group senses that I&#39;m near and has a flashlight shining the block looking for me. I hide under a car and cleverly circle the cars as they approach to avoid detection. When they&#39;ve past me and are a considerable distance away, I make a mad dash for the back door of my house. As I&#39;m running I can see the back door is already open. I run full speed and dive threw the back door and then BAM&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33; I wake up.

2007 Mar 06 First Night back

I feel like I&#39;m watching 20/20 and it&#39;s going threw a montage of celebrities sitting at the desk. They are all saying, ".....and this is 20/20. The only celebrities I can remember is Gene Siskel and it ends with Tom Hanks.

I&#39;m siting on a bus, the seat right behind the driver next to the door. He stops at a stop and opens the door. When the person attempts to come in, he stops him or her and says, "I&#39;m sorry, I only ride lights, I ride darks on the way back." Now what is odd, is that I feel like he talking about chicken meat, and not race as you would assume.

I&#39;m in a futuristic shooting arena. I feel like it&#39;s a video game, but my life really is actually in danger. I spawn right by the very back wall, in front of a ramp leading to a second floor. I think that it would be a good idea to kind of hang out in the back, where I&#39;m at, until things calm down a little. I get killed right off the bat. I can see everyone else fighting in third person from above. My friend Andrada lasts a long time until he finally gets shot. I ask him, "How did you last so long?" He says, "I don&#39;t know, I spawned right where I was fighting, I didn&#39;t really move much." I think to myself that I got robbed. Video game kind of reminds me of the original Unreal tournament. (Used to play A LOT of UT, a long time ago.)
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2007 Mar 07

-Out of Dream note- As previously stated, I get very bored, so to pass the time, I play Magic: The Gathering sometimes~~

I&#39;m standing in front of my locker talking to a co-worker (Cole) about some Magic cards. I am showing him a bunch of different cards. I showed him a particular card (Psionic Blast) to prove him wrong somehow. Dream ends. In real life, he doesn&#39;t not play or even know about the game, and we aren&#39;t even close friends, so I should have been tipped off a little.

My wife says, "How is your face complexion? I have some foundation."

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Mar 08-09 was on mission, no dream log.

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2007 Mar 10

I&#39;m sitting on my laptop, biding on things from eBay. The only particular item I can remember is Magic cards.

Next dream, It&#39;s around Xmas time, I&#39;m at a house I used to live in, in an area called Perry Hall. I have this feeling of very low interest rates. --On what or what it has to do with anything I have no idea. I&#39;m looking into buying a house when I&#39;m finished with my tenure in the Army, maybe that&#39;s it.--
Anyway, I keep getting fired from jobs, and dropped back off in front of my house. But the outside of neighborhood was Dundalk, inside was Perry Hall. My mother asks me to pick my little brother up from day care, and I convince her to give me an early gift as a reward. The next day, something makes me very sad, and I walk back into my house, my mom asks me to pick up my brother again, and offers me another gift. I say very depressed," I don&#39;t feel like being bought off today." <--HAHAH&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33;
I turn around and leave the house and she yells, "Don&#39;t go off into the middle of nowhere&#33;" I get the feeling that my half-sister abandoned me and drove off..Dream ends. I think my half-sister thing is what made my sad, and I don&#39;t even have a half-sister, ahah.

I&#39;m playing a game of Magic and one of my cards says, "Turn to become lucid" I feel like I really want to become lucid, and franticly keep turning the card, but to no avail. Dream ends.