I sought out a site of this stripe following a recent dream wherein I was cognizant of what was occurring. My experience is as follows....
Was driving a car and stopped to pick up a fractious blonde vixen whom I felt was the girlfriend of a biker. We began to drive while my worst nightmare began to unfurl, that being we were being stopped by cops. Being stopped by a 'constable of peace' is not really a nightmare in and of itself, though when one is carring illicit substances this situation can invoke anxiety and fretfulness--that is, if one is not in sovereign control over one's mental dominion.
The officer handily found the film canister brimming with marijuana; his facial expression mirrored a cat that finally cornered a mouse. I knew I was in deep trouble.............but just at that moment, a surge of awareness surmounted the despair: I knew I was dreaming.
At this point, I stopped the dream as if one was editing a movie in the way of freezing the movie at one single frame. With everyone frozen, I retrieved the film canister, emptied its contents, mentally positioned the cops behind a descending staircase's banister and pasted smiles on their faces. After assembling the circumstances like so, I then had them bid us farewell and the frozen frames began to proceed.
I have not had another since this experience.
