Fragments From An Afterschool Nap
I had a lucid dream in which I was in my room and I was trying to rape a girl I think looks fit. I regret this entirely, mainly because it was a complete waste of time, but it also makes me feel weird.
I met a friend that I had only met on one or two occasions from absolutely years ago. He is called Joseph and in the dream he had only aged a tiny bit, so he was still a young boy. He was showing me around the house and I was admiring all of the things I had forgotten. I can't remember if these were memories from the real house, but I did recognise a lot of it even if it was from a previous dream. It was not all the same; he showed me a room which used to be a balcony or something which had been converted into a small bathroom. I have a real life memory of me and his brother laughing our heads off over Joseph having a temper tantrum and storming out of the room. This seemed to be a different one, so I was thinking of asking him whether he could show me the place where it happened. I did not, because I was too preoccupied with what he was showing me.
There was a computer on the bed and Joseph disappeared from the dream. Instead, my Granddad was sat in the room reading a journal. It was one of many he had in the dream, each covering a different year. I was very attracted to the book, because it had very neatly written entries, and each one only took up the space of four or five lines; written in fancy big letters. I was watching on this TV the bible scholar L. Ray Smith giving a presentation. Eventually he began to say things which glorified evolution; I was confused because I remembered seeing him write that he did not believe in it on his website. I took a closer look at the man and it turned out I had only assumed it was Ray because of the hair. This man was completely different and his was a lot larger, locky and wild.