17.04.2010 False Awakening Laptop (Non-lucid)
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
I wake up and sit up on the couch I passed out in. I have a blindfold on but I want to type something out on my laptop. I reach over to it. I imagine all the letters on the keyboard. I start typing stuff in an msn convo blindfolded, confident that my words are legible.
17.04.2010 Poetry Map (Non-lucid)
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
Others and I are talking about poetry. An old man asks the others to tell him what they liked the best about his work. He then asks me, I had previously told the man that I had read his work, however, I had not. After a silent pause where he awaits my response, he turns into my friend Ill. I tell Ill I like his imagery, I can get a real picture about what he's writing (I am of course just B.S.ing my way out of this on-the-spot situation). While I'm telling him this I get a picture of a pointy black blotch, rather like an ink blotch. It is a map which Illustrates Ill's descriptive poetry imagery. There is a line on the map that traces around, just outside, the perimeter of the pointy black bloch. This line is the path that the poem takes through its descriptive imagery. Ill thanks me for the compliment. Ill tells me that he chose to use this particular imagery because he wanted to portray that he is the best, he's the best around here (pun on around, because his poem goes around the bloch).
17.04.2010 Adventure Through Dream Hallways (Non-lucid)
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
My friend Ill and I are walking in a school hallway. We may be running from something or pretending to. I have been to this school before, but only in my dreams. Ill and I decide to use a computer for something, so we head into a secret room we know of that is filled with computers that no one knows about. To get there you have to go through a class room. We head on through the classroom, being sneaky and making it appear that we are not going into the secret computer room. Once in the room we feign heroin addiction, but keep this a secret (I can only assume that we're sharing a secret joke, like an inside joke between us that I only knew about in the dream). We notice that there are a few other people in this room. thinking back on this scene I get a very strong feeling that I have been in this place in a previous dream. Seem to get these feelings a lot. We wait in this room for Nanny911 to join us.
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