Sithis
Lurker

Sometimes in the morning I just lay there and have fragmented sleep. It occurred to me this morning that it was a perfect time to try to lucid, so I did.

I had a dream where I was with my mom and we were in some extraordinarily beautiful vacation spot. The water was crystal clear, everything was warm but not hot, the sun was shining and everything was just breathtaking. She got on a floaty and I had a ton of trouble getting back on the boat. The dream was very short.

When I woke up, I decided to MILD. I thought of being back there, and then how I'd get back on the boat and go inside the cabin to summon a girl I've been trying to have lucid sex with for weeks.

When I fell asleep, I was in a very large office sort of place, but that doesn't really describe it. I can see it clearly but it defies description, although it wasn't very spectacular. I got the sense that I was still awake even though it was a dream, and I was a middle aged woman with my friend. There was a portal in front of me that led to the dream world. I said to her "Wake me up if I don't remember I'm dreaming" and leaped in.

There were sex booths that people could go into and have sex with anyone they desired that I had created. I sort of stumbled around and then she came in and touched me and I realized I was dreaming.

The lucid was very weak. I knew I was dreaming and had total control of my dream, yet I didn't have control of myself. I made a row of the booths with my mind and realized I was losing it. I tried rubbing my hands and said "I want to see my dream guide to help me LOSE lucidity" even though I wanted him to help me stay lucid. I turned around and a very muscular man with blonde chest hair was there. I fell down and woke up.

When I woke up, I kept completely still and kept my eyes closed. I saw the most brilliant HI, with these wonderful flashes of color and images, and then I felt as if my soul was trying to rip out of my body while it was being compressed. I didn't QUITE complete the DEILD, but I got close, and so I'm pretty proud of myself.

I was in New York with Jefferee. I can't remember anything about it, except monstrously high buildings and that we were staying in a fancy hotel.

Next I was at a McDonald's and the bathroom was in a glass room at the front of the store, so that people had to walk through to come in. I really had to poop so I went in and did so, but as I did Sean walked in and was like "Oh! Hi there!" which made me extremely uncomfortable at first and then I didn't care. I finished up and returned back inside where Joey gave me some tickets to a local band. I asked if they were good and he shook his head viciously yes.

We went through another door in the back and were in a supermarket. I don't remember anything about that.

The next dream I remember is me being at a marina. Something happened prior to this, but I can't recall it. I ended up needing to walk across these boats with wooden crates attached to them. They were very hard to navigate. A woman was there with her dog, and the dog began to act up, trying to bite at the ropes or dive underwater. He was very large, the size of a Great Dane but the coat and structure of a Golden Retriever. Eventually I took the reigns and it plunged me underwater.

The water was warm and murky but I could open my eyes and see a limited amount. I hit the bottom very fast, which gave me the impression that it wasn't very deep. I heard a thumping like something running and was very afraid. I was trying to escape but I refused to leave the dog. No matter how much I yanked on his chain though, he was very interested in something just out of sight and wouldn't move. Went I went to investigate, there was a cage with writhing, giant worms, and they were going berserk, slamming off the edges and such. I looked down and there were smaller ones in the mud. I ran managed to get the dog to come with me and made it back onto the flotilla of boats and crates. I wasn't wearing a shirt. I saw the bloodworms, as I dubbed them, writhing in and out of my flesh. They didn't leave any marks, but they'd very quickly come out, make a U and then plunge back in. If you've seen the Princess Mononoke, you get the idea.

I totally freaked out and tried to tear them out, but I couldn't. I started saying "I have a bloodworm infestation man, I can't deal with this, I can't deal with this dude" and the woman who owned the dog told me to lie down. I did and she used a needle to stab them when they'd come out and remove them. She said they were like a something, that they had millions of eggs left inside of me but they'd never hatch without parents.

I thought to myself, "Great, now I have more holes in my aura and I'll lose energy even faster" before I woke up.

I was a black child and lived in a city. My family was very well-to-do and wealthy, but we lived with a single dad. We were at an alley sort of deal on a street. It's very hard to describe. I remember an inner-city chubby kid (he looked a lot like the "hood rat stuff with my friends" kid) and he was like,

"Dude, you guys are loaded. Can I have some money?"

My dad said, "No, but you can still have all this."

"How?"

"Get a job. Earn money. If you work and earn your money, you can buy anything you want."

Some of the things he said came up in kinetic typography.

The next part melded into this. I was in another hard to describe room. It's hard to describe because it was illogical. It was something like a penthouse suite, but with a couch sat on a floor-pad elevator. There was a really pretty girl there, and it was implied that I should sleep with her, but she was hesitant about the idea. I sat down with her and told her we didn't have to, and it was her choice. The floor started to move down and that's all I remember, but I do know we didn't have sex. We fell in love instead.

My recall has been terrible lately. I can feel the hole from where at least an hour of stuff before and after this happened.

Fragments for the first dream. I was on the phone with my friend Chason for the majority of the dream. Every time I would try to go, he would keep me there. It felt like the conversation lasted hours. My mom was on the computer. I finally hung up on him and felt very peaceful.

Next I was downstairs when I noticed a lot of police activity outside. I went to the window and saw they were all going to the house next door. There was a single female cop standing outside. There were some dogs from a K9 unit around.

I answered my door and there was one of my neighbor's and a cop. I knew him from town. I can't remember what he explained to me, except it was something about drugs, and then he asked if he could look around my house. I said "I'm sorry, officer. I know you're just doing your job, but I don't consent to searches unless you have a warrant." He said okay, a little disappointed.

He said, "Well we've just been hit can you give us your fingerprints with this kit?"

I replied, "No officer, not unless required by law. He's my neighbor and I've been in his house. I could have accidentally touched something incriminating." He smiled very broadly and so did I, as if this was incredibly funny, then he left.

I went to my neighbor's house. When the mother opened the door, she looked very old and sick. She asked me something and then closed the door, which was actually a very large shower curtain, and I saw her kids go upstairs looking tired. I began explaining to her as she shut the curtain how to deal with the police, what her rights were and weren't. She was like "You be my kid now?" because apparently people in my dreams lack basic English skills. She was very happy. I told her a few things she should do as she went to her car. An old man wheeled towards her, complaining about it. My mom also complained that I had told her how to keep herself safe from police inquiry. I think this is all related to my disgust of people decrying the London riots.

I was at the house of an ex-girlfriend. In the dream, we were dating. Her house wasn't somewhere familiar to me. We were cuddling and talking. She was wearing a shirt and that was about it, so I was worried about getting caught. I heard a thump and got all freaked out. She tried to hold me there and tell me I was imagining things. I ran to the window after breaking free and saw a black SUV in the driveway. I went back and told her.

The room upstairs transformed into a basement room. She told me that it was her brother and he wouldn't come in her room. She opened the door to talk to him and I dived on top of a table, where I thought I'd be safe. She said "Um...I'm not dressed, so..." to which he replied "So?" and marched in anyway. He stood at the doorway and just barely saw me. She was like "Can you see it?" He said "Yup." She begged him not to tell their mother. He then gave me a speech to try to intimidate me.

Things are hazy until she gets a call that she has to go somewhere with some friends and her mother has found out about us. I'm upset about this and don't want her to leave since my phone is dead and I can't text her, and I don't know when I'll see her again. A car drives by and the driver is a friend of the mother. She looks through and sees me. I'm afraid.

I run outside and around the back while my girlfriend goes out the front. She runs to the car and flags it down after saying "Wait, tennis!" Apparently that was where they were going. I come to a clearing by a big electrical station in my town and there's a gathering of people. It's drizzly and wet. Will has two bikes, so I take one and start to ride it. I have trouble getting on and keeping control of it at first, and then I manage to ride to my house. As I approach, I realize I left my leather jacket which holds EVERYTHING I have somewhere else. I turn around to look for it.

I'm back in my girlfriend's house, and it's nighttime. I've essentially broken in. I'm listening to her mother talk to herself like a soliloquy. She's talking about a man named Mark, and how he's her true love, and she wants to remarry him. She says she's glad he "did what [he] did". I hear her say "It's time" and then says it was a huge secret that nobody knew. It was now undoubted that I was extremely screwed if I got caught.

She said she was going to do some dishes that had been piling up since New Years. She walked around the house and just barely missed seeing me, but then caught me. I said "You're going to be mad, especially because it's me, but please here me out." She actually laughed. I told her it reminded me of my mother the way we were talking. As I explained to her, I woke up.