02.28.2010 Mayhem in Chemistry Class (Non-lucid)
SCENE DESCRIPTION DREAM LUCID
This dream was a bit ridiculous, and I'm quite amazed I never became lucid. I was in my chemistry class, though it was very different. Bright light was coming in from the right-hand wall, which had been entirely replaced with glass. The desks were atop steps, or tiers. Two spirits resided in the filing cabinets at the back of the classroom; they had bodies, but they had atrophied and decomposed terribly. They refused to inhabit them, as that would forever tarnish my teacher's name as "the goblin teacher." I had a feeling they were brown nosers. A blue cave thing was in one corner of the classroom.
The teacher had given us an assignment. I went to the back of the room, into the haunted file cabinets, and pulled out a file left by the brown-nosing spirits called "The ultimate assignment packet." I was gonna blow my classmates out of the water. I began filling in the questions, but soon hit a brick wall. We were doing experiments, and I had not collected any experimental data. The teacher quickly turned this into a game of advanced rock-paper-scissors, in which we had to keep coming up with compounds that trump the other team's. I had essential oils at my disposal, and kept countering the other team perfectly. Somehow, the enemy cornered us, and I had to pull out the trump card: lavender oil. Supposedly, it was able to completely undo the effects of the last chemical the other team played, but it was extremely toxic in the long run. The other team conceded defeat, and we all returned to our seats.
My father had appeared somewhere along the line, and was blowing bubbles with the lavender oil, which greatly distressed my teacher.
...the dream continues on, but I'll stop here, for the sake of length.
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02.28.2010 Cavemen Days (Non-lucid)
SCENE DESCRIPTION DREAM LUCID
...continued from Mayhem in Chemistry Class
I took a dive through the blue cave at the back of the classroom and popped out in some strange world. The cave was still there, so I threw myself back into it, and came out in this unusual era of human history. My chemistry teacher was there, but he was dressed in a leopard-skin toga, babbling nonsense; he had become a stoner. A few classmates were there, doing nothing of particular interest. Most were standing, not moving. One tall girl was reading. For some reason, this angered me, and I shouted something at them about not wanting to do anything ever. I took a look around. Pine trees were sprinkled about. The blue sky had white, puffy clouds in it. A thick mat of pine needles covered the forest floor. A cliff was ahead, and behind it were gathering storm clouds.
I ran to the cliff, trying to get a count on the number of storm clouds. They looked loose and thin, like the white ones, but a very ominous shade of gray. A boy was shouting to a man on the other side of the cliff, who couldn't hear him, about the oncoming storm. I took a quick tally, and found five of the dark clouds approaching fast. I held up a hand, fingers splayed, to try and show the man, and pointed at the clouds. He didn't understand at all. I was hopping up and down now, as there were a total of seven clouds. I couldn't stay any longer. I tore back through the forest, warning everyone about the oncoming storm, and dove back into the cave. I didn't teleport this time. Instead, I drew an animal skin over the entrance and nailed it in place. Then I took a soggy blanket and did the same. The blanket was green plad fleece, and when I pulled it tight over the top of the door, a large volume of muddy water came out.
The wind hit like a hurricane, tearing at my hut. I was worried about being swept away. Some wind found a crack at the bottom of the door, and tore around my little hut. Stuff went whipping about. This boy who was next to me commented that if this was Zeus's doing, he would have given us warning first. A girl began commenting on how she used to sacrifice some of her blood to the gods, and that she had almost lost a hand in doing so. They suggested that, if we forsake Zeus, he would punish the rogue gods who whipped up such a storm without his consent. The two started wailing and flailing about. I shut my eyes, and I was in my own room once more. Wind was coming in through the open window; a bit of fabric hanging from the ceiling was blowing around. I was back home, safe and sound. The dream ended.
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02.28.2010 New puppy fragment. (Non-lucid)
SCENE DESCRIPTION DREAM LUCID
Prior to the epic dream(s) above, I had three dreams prior. I jotted notes down, but most of the dreams are lost. One dream I remember is where my parents brought home two new puppies; cute, brown, floppy-eared, sleek-coated babies. They were so cute and affectionate. "Apologize" is also written down in my DJ for some reason; I'm afraid that bit is lost.
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02.28.2010 Smog? (Non-lucid)
SCENE DESCRIPTION DREAM LUCID
Another fragment. It had something to do with haze or smog. It was a very gray, very cloudy day. The fog was very thick, and virtually impossible to see through. My sister was there, as well.
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02.28.2010 The Stalker Email (Non-lucid)
SCENE DESCRIPTION DREAM LUCID
(Recently, my mother's co-worker received an email sent by someone on facebook. The email was incredibly creepy and stalker-like, when it should have been something like, "Would you like to get a cup of coffee?")
My mother was making fun of the stalker email, reading it out loud. We were all laughing about how pathetic this dude must be, laughing harder and harder with each line.
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