My Wild Kenetic Dreams

[Lamneth-25]

I woke up at night and got out of bed. I looked into the mirror and there was a vivid blue Chinese dragon on it and it kept following a path that was its shape, snaking around and around endlessly. My reflection wasn't even in the mirror and everything behind the dragon was blurred. I woke my b/f and we decided to go to Busch Gardens (WTF?) and we drive around these roads that were more like a F1 race track, you could see the road up ahead along side curved portions that passed by in the other direction. There was a huge parking lot filled with mostly black BMWs but then there was a large vacant part of the lot that should have been full of cars. I looked at him and said "I guess they don't use as many cars since most of them are BMWs." Then there was this dream where I went to work and there was a small grotesque looking tiny Maltese in a cage. I walked over and it shrieked and became more distorted the angrier it got! Then it started weaseling out through the bars of the cage and I hauled ass out of there. I ran into the woods but it was a forest of telephone poles and power lines. I climbed to the top and there was a "treehouse" village like the elves had in LotR. This lady was sitting by a fire and snorting coke and looked up at me with powder all over her face. ROTFL! I asked her how do I get out of here? She said wait til dawn and take the train. So in the morning I was sitting under a tree that was in a row with hundreds of others following alongside a moat. I got totally creeped out by some shadows in the fog and ran through a swamp to the "train". It was like one of those old wooden sleepy hollow kinda bridges but with wooden bench seats and it was suspended from giant power lines. It slowly got higher and higher and I looked down and we were over the forest and a river like 500ft up. It stopped at a junction high high up and I got on a train...then I woke up.

[Lamneth-25]

I few nights ago I had one hell of a vivid dream. It started out with some old memories of elementary school...particularly about I kid I really didn't like named Amanda. I always thought of her as a spoiled arrogant snot and always felt her presence as negative and threatening. I was sitting in a desk in the marching block alignment style they were always arranged in with the other students. But it was outside in a beautiful park on a sunny day. The sky was all hues of blue like a painting and the grass was lush and fragrant. A friend of mine was sitting next to me, she is twice my age in "real life". She was talking about Amanda and how she was an arrogant snotty bitch. I looked over to Amanda sitting in her desk. Her mother was talking to her asking her why she didn't do well on a test. Her tone of voice and demeanor was accusatory of lassitude and disrespect. This was a dream so the words weren't the focus. Amanda was hurt but suppressed her feelings of inadequacy by acting tough and arrogant. Her father was from Iran and very domineering towards her mother and looking down on women. Her mother reacted to his intimidation by pushing Amanda in school to prove something to him. She had no regard for Amanda's feelings and only cared about scholarly success much like a rabid soccer mom with sports. Her upbring built her a sharp and bloody sword to make her way. I left "class" and started walking down this road it got darker and darker until night arrived...then running, then riding a bike then driving then I was at an amphitheater in the mountains and it was cold! Rush was playing but I didn't have a ticket and was walking to the box office and a lady announced there were front rows seats available. I ran over there and said yeah I want...then I realized I was by myself...I called my b/f and told him. He said how am I going to get there now and never could tell me yes or no...this really bummed me out. I never actually bought a ticket...I just went up there and stood there and nobody cared. Then the show started and they were amazing, their energy was like flashing light shocking my soul. They were all smiling the whole time then I realized I was dreaming and it became lucid but I woke up. (that tends to happen and since I haven't had a lucid dream in a while I did)

[Lamneth-25]

Night before last: I was flying a Cessna 152 (don't remember how it got to that) and I landed on a grass field in the rain. The mist of rain was a blue violet haze and so nice and cool. I had the plane stopped but running at idle and looked down. I could see the ground, there was no door or fuselage anymore. The wheels were hovering 6 inches from the ground so I jumped down and the plane shrunk to the size of a bee and buzzed off. Then I walked into this building that was like a museum. There were all these people in a long line in a room that was bland, with white walls and rusty metal pole long line divider things...you know like when your waiting to ride something at a theme park. The floor was bland concrete stones. I don't know what the people were waiting for there was nothing. I started floating above them and one man was standing on a concrete stage telling jokes. The people waited and one at a time with a pause in between then left the line and walked out a door. I walked out the door and was back on the airfield but this time there was a asphalt runway. My b/f was sitting in a van and the back opened up. Somehow his seat was conveniently in the back just inside the door. He looked at me and sniffed and his nose was completely packed with coke! WTF? He said "here, want some smack?" and handed me a syringe. Ok I have never in real life ever shot up heroin, but I did in the dream. And let me tell you...it was oh so good! He drove off real fast and a ghost van was left sitting where his was. I got in and took off after him. I was really stoned and felt so good while driving down this winding road after him. All these kids kept running out in front of me then darting back like annoying squirrels. I gave up driving and got out and started walking. The road turned into a brick path that went into a building that was open to the outside with winding paths and gardens. It was beautiful and I was still higher than a kite. There were all these people there that were obviously church goers and I felt really out of place. I had to get out of there! I looked down at a brick and it changed into a scene that I entered and after that I don't remember what happened.

[The Cusp]

Ok I have never in real life ever shot up heroin, but I did in the dream. And let me tell you...it was oh so good! Lol, just watch you don't become a dream junkie. Taking naps in the middle of the day to shoot up on dream heroin.

[Lamneth-25]

Lol, just watch you don't become a dream junkie. Taking naps in the middle of the day to shoot up on dream heroin. Hey can't hurt eh?

[Lamneth-25]

I was at an airport but it looked more like a doctor's office inside. I looked at the tile floor and there was a pond in it and kids were chasing frogs around trying to catch them and they gradually became more like puppies (both the children and the frogs). Then I looked around and I was outdoors and the sky was stormy, black clouds and magenta sky. It was cold and windy and I was walking back to the entrance of the airport even though I as outside. Planes were taking off constantly and I was having to walk around lots of ponds on narrow slippery grass paths between them. Rat sized dogs of all breeds stood there staring at me when I got close they jumped in like frogs would.