LiveInTheDream's DJ v2.5

Originally Posted by LiveInTheDream

Had one very vivid dream recall that may actually have been two...I can't remember if I had the first part, woke up, and then went back to sleep, or had them both and then woke up. Either way, though I could name a lot of details, since the concepts are fairly basic and I'm in a hurry right now, I'll only list the basic concepts here.

There was a carnival coming to town. Everyone was talking about how amazing it was and how we all needed to go. In anticipation (and inspiration) for it, I built some contraptions of my own and ran a little 'carnival' in my basement. Some of them worked, others...not so much. But the sideshow-like machines were still fairly well received by my friends, though I considered them to be a failure.

Perhaps I woke up here, or maybe it was later. Either way, there was a short time lapse.

I was at the carnival, and enjoying it very much, when a couple really tall and heavy guys ambushed me and put a bag over my head. I got pushed and shoved and tossed and turned, and then eventually they pulled the bag off. I found myself standing naked in front of a bunch of tarps laid on the ground. Crowds had gathered and formed walls on either side of the narrow tarps and my captors stood behind me, so there was no chance of running. It wouldn't have mattered if I could, though, since they pushed me down onto the tarps and watched as I slid away, to everyone's uproarious laughter. I could feel some kind of oil on the tarps, and rubbed all over me as well. I heard one person in the crowd laugh that I was covered in 'hog oil', but what that is I don't know. What I do know is that it was very slippery, and I couldn't get up or stop myself from sliding. People in the crowd pushed me along, and whenever I got to a corner in the tarps, they'd start me sliding down the next one, laughing the whole way. I was incredibly angry, so rather than flail around and do no good, I stopped and let them do their deeds for a minute until I was able to figure out a plan; what direction was I spinning on the tarp, how much tarp was there left, how fast was I going, etc. When my mental calculations were complete, I thrust my hands back and kicked my legs in the air, performing a kip-up. It knocked oil everywhere and got some people to clear out of the way, not to mention get me off my back, but the tarp was so slick that when I tried to walk I went right back down again. I rolled over to the clearing I had created in the crowd and again tried to kip-up. I was close to getting to make a mad dash for it, but then the burly guys knocked me a good one on the head and knocked me out.

Horrible dream for a Christmas night...of course that would be the most vivid one I've had for days now! Hopefully I'll be able to get back to lucid dreaming very soon! I'm really getting tired of this dry spell...