31.10.2009 Crazy english teacher (Non-lucid)
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
I had two very long, very interesting, very vivid dreams last night. In the first one, my crazy English teacher decided to pile even more work on us, on top of the friggin' huge project she had already given us. This project, however, was a lot more interesting. It seemed that our job was to create an obstacle course, and use it to reach the other side of a blank room, which looked like a 2-D video game. A requirement of the course was that it had to have a jump, and that four people would be working simultaneously on one screen. We etched out our course and hopped in a little car thing, and drove through the course, jumping and dodging other people's paths. We finally hit our bit at the very end, which was a long slope containing a line directly above it, so as to close it off, tunnel-style. It's kinda hard to describe, but at the point of drop-off, we didn't leave enough room, and the car crashed, sending us flying. We bounced around for a bit, and by some miracle, landed right at the spot we needed to land to continue. There was a door, and we went through it. At this point, the point of view shifted from third-person, 2-D to first-person, 3-D. We were in a bedroom. The others were messing around, but I knew what had to be done. I took a small wad of gum, and stuck it to the covers of the bed, which is what the teacher had assigned us to do. The others followed suit, and it was through this that we avoided Armageddon or some such nonsense. Yeah, this was one freaky little dream, but it was exceptionally vivid and rather lengthy.
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31.10.2009 Previews and drugs (Non-lucid)
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
In the other dream of the night, I was waiting outside my Grandmother's house, which had apparently become a school. It was raining out, and I was under a little roof thing that stretched over a pathway, staying warm and dry. I wasn't really doing anything, when a couple of kids came up, one of which I knew from real life. He was telling this third person who had just appeared about how salvia is apparently a lot like LSD, and how it lasts a really long time. He went on to say something like, "All the stars in my house are still all lit up like fireworks," or some other such nonsense. I should say now that I've never taken drugs before, and nor shall I ever. At any rate, they moved on, and I went back to roaming back and forth underneath my shelter. As I came near the end of the line on one side, I noticed a bunch of TV's had been mounted on the upper inside wall of the roof, similar to how amusement parks place their picture monitors. There were a bunch of previews for a whole bunch of movies, a lot of them having to do with comets, asteroids, and the end of the world. There was one, however, that looked all too cute: Pikmin, the Movie. I pressed a button, and the screen began playing the little segment. The story was told from the viewpoint of a spotty bulborb, one of the enemies the pikmin tend to go after. It showed the bulborb running about, dodging pikmin, and satisfying its insatiable appatite. At one point, it was carrying a little bulborb in its mouth, when the large bulborb's stomach growled, and it ate the little one in a flash. I decided then that the movie was too cute to miss, and vowed to see it when it hit theatres. When the preview ended, my 10th grade english teacher (who was always really cool), stepped out onto the porch for a smoke, which was very unlike him. It was shortly after this that my dream ended.
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