Saturday, August 4, 2007 |
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Welcome to the Mind of the Boz! |
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Last edited by Jared Boz 87; 08-30-2007 at 07:55 PM. Reason: More professional look
Saturday, August 4, 2007 |
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Haven't added to this in awhile, so I'm gonna fill in the gaps with my more interesting dreams. |
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Thursday, August 23, 2007 |
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Saturday, August 25, 2007 |
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Monday, August 27, 2007 |
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Thursday, October 25, 2007 |
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Adopted by Viperfox
Notches In My Lucid Belt: 7
*I start out at my old grade school, and a family of Mexican looking people pick me up. I have a hard time fitting in their already crowded van. I then find myself at the top of the basement stairs, and dad is yelling at me for some unknown reason, then we start fighting. As is typical for most of my dreams, I do not feel pain. I finally dive at dad and knock him down the stairs. Then I find myself with the family of Mexicans again, but this time they are all in an inflatable pool. I am by myself in another, and notice their oldest daughter is HOT! But I just stay put and try not to be noticed. Then I find myself in the home of what appears to be an old Christian couple. I walk through the rooms of the house, but some of them appear to be rooms in an actual church rather than a home. I make two circuits through the house/church/whatever it is. Then I have vague memories of crossing a river on an old bridge. |
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Adopted by Viperfox
Notches In My Lucid Belt: 7
*I got some memories of being in a firearms safety course, but that's about it for last night. |
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Last edited by Jared Boz 87; 11-16-2007 at 04:32 PM.
Adopted by Viperfox
Notches In My Lucid Belt: 7
*Ain't got anything for you today folks! I only got four hours of sleep cuz I had to get up early to deer hunt. But I got one so I guess it's worth it. |
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Adopted by Viperfox
Notches In My Lucid Belt: 7
I remember several things, but they are kinda detached and broken. |
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Adopted by Viperfox
Notches In My Lucid Belt: 7
Midget Hitler is pretty funny. |
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*I start out in a high school classroom and a few people keep insulting me. But then the teacher gives people a chance to come up and say what they want to say. I get up and try to yell "SHUT UP!" to the insulters, but my voice suddenly becomes feeble. I then wind up driving a car that belongs to some rich photographer named Andy to return it to him. I look at a photo he took and it is like one of those hologram things that changes with different angles. Then I remember two police officers (one has medals all over his jacket) arguing about some old pipes. |
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Last edited by Jared Boz 87; 11-23-2007 at 02:59 AM.
Adopted by Viperfox
Notches In My Lucid Belt: 7
Alright folks, I got some good stuff for you today! |
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Last edited by Jared Boz 87; 11-20-2007 at 03:08 PM.
Adopted by Viperfox
Notches In My Lucid Belt: 7
*Alright, I've been kinda distracted by Thanksgiving week, but I've got more for you today. I don't remember if this was last night or the one before, but I remember it happening. |
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Adopted by Viperfox
Notches In My Lucid Belt: 7
I got a lucid for ya folks! |
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Adopted by Viperfox
Notches In My Lucid Belt: 7
*I am in a sort of SWAT team, dressed in tactical clothing and carrying a shotgun. My team enters a room with lots of people on the other side of it, and I yell for everyone not to move. One girl starts moving, so I yell for her twice to stay still. Not complying, I try to open fire, but my trigger is all siezed up and wont move, so another guy does it. Then we are in some kind of trophy room or something and one of the objects on display is a shotgun whose barrel had exploded. It had killed another guy a year ago. Then I'm suddenly walking in the middle of a junkyard with my friend Marcus. |
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Adopted by Viperfox
Notches In My Lucid Belt: 7
Good use of time in your most recent lucid heheh...i'd try to resist the temptation next time though...perhaps they'd last longer :p.. |
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Brothers & Sisters in Dreams
*I am walking in a desert and I get on top of a small boulder. A wolf then jumps out of a depression in the ground. It starts growling at me like it wants to attack me, but it kinda just wanders around me, and several times it shrinks in size and grows again and shrinks again. Finally, I get out a knife and cut its head off. |
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Adopted by Viperfox
Notches In My Lucid Belt: 7
[QUOTE=bro;596871]But but guns are bad![QUOTE] |
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Adopted by Viperfox
Notches In My Lucid Belt: 7
*It is World War II and I am flying around in a stolen German Messerschmidt BF-109 fighter plane. I fly at extremely low altitudes in a forest, strafing German soldiers with the machine guns. I even fly through some very small tunnels. Then there is a big explosion in front of me and the dream ends. |
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Adopted by Viperfox
Notches In My Lucid Belt: 7
*I'm at a beach looking for seashells that the Indians made into arrowheads. Then I'm in a group that is getting ready to go scuba diving. First I get a bunch of cans of soda for some reason, then we all go under. I feel one of the girls' breasts, then I go under a really tight space and get onto a platform. Then we are all in some kind of eating place and I can't find someone to sit with, and I finally sit with some middle aged guys. Then we stand up and start chanting something. Then I'm in a car with some others and we drive to their house, where they talk about having a party later. |
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Adopted by Viperfox
Notches In My Lucid Belt: 7
*I don't really remember the circumstances in the start; hell, I may have just been sitting in blackness. But something posessed me to do my nose pinch reality check and I was still able to breathe, so I realized I was dreaming. For some reason I decided I wanted an underwater scene, so I concentrated on that and it appeared for a little bit, then started flickering, then went black and came back, then went black. |
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Adopted by Viperfox
Notches In My Lucid Belt: 7
I am at the old grade school and someone is showing off some guns. He hands me a double barreled derringer loaded with shotgun shells. I fire it into the wall. Then a bunch of us are standing off in an open field talking to some girls. I follow one over to the wall trying to talk to her, but she is on her cellphone, so I abandon the pursuit. Then I'm over by some sand and I see Sally Struthers, looking like Jabba the Hutt like in that South Park episode, stuck in the sand. Then some girl comes over and pulls her out. Then we are all sitting in some chairs in the gym and some black guy starts yelling at everyone. I become aware that I am holding a machete. |
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Adopted by Viperfox
Notches In My Lucid Belt: 7
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