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05.01.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1:

I'm in some really huge island. It's mostly sand with some green and moss-covered walls of stone making themselves apparent just enough to where they don't become a distraction to me.



I believe I'm inside of a cave, and some music is playing, but I cannot recall what, but it really motivates me to start running abnormally fast. There's a bright sunlight making a small ray of light inside of the cave appear as well.

It kind of felt like paradise running around and doing things I could never do in real life. I say that because as I was running, I was going up a ramp that accelerated my speed to where I was in the air doing all kinds of stunts.

It was like I was actually living, euphoria at it's peak. No worries about mortality, rage, depression.....all eradicated! (And yet I still could not experience lucidity!)

I even twisted my body to where my head would eventually hit the ground, but then it felt like I was playing Mario Kart Wii, except my own body is a vehicle (the feeling of going down the ramp felt like playing the game, but after that it was just me doing random things).


I see item boxes out of nowhere near where I was going to fall and probably break my neck, but my chest did a smooth slide on next ramp that would accelerate myself downward.



The dream was a bit abstract, but the emotions from it, even though they were short, were more enjoyable than life itself.

Dream 2:

I'm sitting down in a classroom that looks oddly familiar, it looks exactly like my Pre-Calculus class I took in Mayde Creek High School. My friend, (let's call her "Maris" I wouldn't want her finding this DJ entry) in real life is the main DC that is talking to me.

I was getting up to go get something, and when I come back, she asks me, "Why is your ass on my face?" I was surprised because I didn't feel as if any part of me was on her when I was sitting down.

My response was "I don't know????" in a tone where I almost felt like crying.

Everyone in the room started to laugh at me, along with Maris.

Dream 3:

I don't how this dream started, but the experience was just too amazing to give two shits about that.

Basically, I was cutting a piece of female's hairs off and then sucked on their breast like I was some kind of baby who was deprived of milk for months.

I kept doing this on a few more females, and the last one was a bit tan-ish, which made raw parts of her body more beautiful. (Then I realized she looks almost exactly like Ingrid from Hell Knight)



I think I forget to cut a piece of her hair and just went straight to her breasts. I honestly don't know why I had this sudden urge to do this to the female DCs, but I wasn't complaining at the time.

Then a random DC comes out of nowhere saying another female DC is trying to hang herself. I didn't really care what the other DC was going through, I just wanted to focus on the Ingrid look-a-like's breasts more, but the other DC keeps nagging.

So I stop myself and go to the bathroom, and the DC is standing above a ledge in the shower. I can't remember what she was saying, and she didn't even have a rope around her neck, but it looked like she was going to fall off the small ledge above the shower and hang herself.



I didn't pay attention to what she did (in fact, I was more concerned in going back to drinking breast milk from female DCs with breast sizes of watermelons).

I think she died, but I didn't care. I turn back to find that a DC called someone too early, and as a consequence they were shot.

What the hell? I go from groping women's breasts, being disturbed by another DC, and then turn around to find one is dead because they called too early?

I do know that the last woman I groped was from the series called Hell Knight (don't google that, please don't, I'm just using that when I end up regretting reading my Dream Journal over again )

Dream 4:

After those dreams I wake up, typed them up, and started to practice the Mouse Plugin for the FIELD method. It's my second day attempting it, so I still have a long ways to go to see any consistent results.

For the actual technique, go HERE

As always, I can't tell if I'm the actual character in the dream or if I'm just playing a video game, but I'm playing Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory for sure.



The level I was in was the first level. I walk into the part in the room where there's a guard sleeping and you had to sneak past him quiety if you wanted to take the stealth route. The wood on the floor made it harder since if you stepped on a bad part, it would creak like crazy and probably wake them up from the noise meter. I succesfully avoid him, and go deeper into the level.

Then somehow, I alerted a guard for some reason. I immediately shoot the hell out of him because I was panicking that the other guards from other rooms might come together and eliminate me. But at the same time, I thought that if I'm so far away from the other guards to kill this one, then the others shouldn't have heard me.

So I decide to go back and carefully sneak to the other rooms, but now EVERYONE knows I'm here, so I had to start killing them, but since it was in the dark, they could only shoot me by hearing the last location of a gunfire.

I take advantage of this to stab one guard with a knife since I'm in night vision, and then another one comes through a door. I kill him quickly too.

Then when I decided to go forward again, a guard grabs me by my foot and trips me! (I just saw you die from a knife stab!) I kill the bastard again with a pistol, and I made sure he STAYED dead.

After I cause a bloodbath and riddled the guards with bullets, Sam Fisher decides to inject something on his neck. I was pondering why is he doing this because the item seemed to be the kind to revive a co-op partner.

Then a light green meter appears that is gradually starting to decrease, and I start worrying. I tried to press on something, I don't know what, but I was just pressing frantically.

The meter goes completely empty, but Sam is still up for a few more seconds and he collapses.

Then I wake up.

Since I started this whole shindig, my dream recall has been getting better but no full dreams yet. So I figured I'd just write up all my little dreamlets in one post.

Before I start my first dream.. I should tell you all right now, I am quite a big nerd. I love films, games, music, youtube. All of that. The reason is, this dream has a lot of references to those things. So yeah... I'm a nerd. XD

#1 It started off with my watching an episode of Big Bang Theory (which in reality I don't like at all) Penny was talking about writing an essay about Jim Carrey but hadn't seen The Mask. Then I was suddenly in the world of The Mask, in the grand canyon, watching a drag race. The car that The Mask was driving went over a huge ramp in a very comic way and crashed into the floor turning into a big ball of flames. I was at the other end of the race track waiting with the other spectators for the race to finish when I bumped into Cpt Sparklez (a youtuber) who said he was hungry, so we drove into McDonalds. Literally drove into, like a drive-thru inside the store.

#2 I was watching the film Stand By Me with one of my best friends younger brother at his house, although all their furniture had been replaced with fallen trees. That somehow morphed into me being in Stand By Me as a 10 year old with the cast of the film and another young kid who was apparently representing Johnny Depp. The only obvious thing to do in that situation was to beat him up, which we did..

#3 This started off taking place in an estranged version of the Royal Albert Hall, it was a lot bigger and open roofed. Me and some bandmates were playing Pink Floyd songs, me being on drums. Turning to my left I noticed someone looking at me through a tiny window but they disappeared quite quickly. I realised that it was a girl I went to school with a few years ago and that she was sat on someones shoulders to look through this window at the concert. The concert turned into the after party where me, all the bandmates and someone famous (who I can't quite picture) were smoking some sort of drug.

I don't remember any more of the party but I then woke up in a wardrobe covered in clothes, beer bottles etc. Getting up I realised my house had been wrecked from the party, my 6 year old cousin was waking me up, telling me it was time to go, I followed her to an airport terminal where we started listening to the radio with my Dad. For an unknown reason I changed my mind about going on holiday with them and left, trying to walk home only to find I didn't know the way. Getting lost in the woods near where my dad lives, I bumped into two friends from primary school who took me back to their house where they needed help laying cement in their front garden.

I had a dream in which I went to have a shower and realized I was dreaming because it was all wrong and impossible. My grandma couldn't work a straightener. Unfortunately, I suddenly woke up.

Dream 1
I remember being in a pub with smoke from cigarettes, the pub also had a pool table where I saw two guys playing. I could also here the sound of the cue ball hitting the red balls.



As I sat at the bar my friend came in and told me someone wanted to fight me, this happened twice. The first time I went out I saw a guy wearing a pinkish-red raincoat. The second time I brought two of my friends "Come on, someone wants to fight me". Then we walked out past the pool table.

It was a nice place though but it was packed to the brim. I think I was a white guy.

Dream 2
I was standing outside a park when I noticed someone I haven't seen for a long time. We crossed the road as we talked and in my mind I had him down as a school dropout so his language acted accordingly "I had those things... coins... pounds". Yeah we talked about school as we walked down the street.

Dream 3
This dream was a bit of a continuation of the previous one.
I was wearing a dumb costume, it was like a red chicken rooster thing with blue ears. I was sitting at a table in the park with 2 other people one lady with brown hair and blue eyes she looked like she was in her late 30s to early 40s and that guy from before.

We talked about society and stuff the lady said things about her problems and so did the other guy. It felt like a drugs intervention but then we were attacked by some random guys, they grabbed the lady by the neck and flipped over the table. The other boy was angry and I think we fought them.

Old LD from 10-22-07

I forgot to add this one from a few weeks ago. It wasn't a long one, but it had a lucid moment. I think I'll add it here because I think every moment of lucidity should be accounted for.


Dreams:

I had an interesting stretch of dreams this morning after a WBTB. I even had a lucid moment.


In the dream I was back with my sister that has cancer. [Ususally when I dream about "my sister" I'm talking about my younger sister. My older sister doesn't show up as often.] We were in a little room that was supposed to be in her new-ish house.

We were looking through all these pictures and reminiscing. Then my sister pulled out a large picture and say, "Hey, you've never seen this one yet , have you?" The picture was of myself with her 14 year old son. In the picture he looked more grown up. It was a very flattering picture of us. We both look like we could be models.

I then pulled out a box that not only had pictures but a pair of my sister's socks. The socks were a pinkish tan color with chocolate brown stripes. I told her how cute they were. Then I remembered that they were similar to a pair of socks that she had supposed gotten me for Christmas last year. I figured she had gotten them at the same place.

Then my mom and other sister were there too looking through these boxes with us.

The next thing that I remember is walking through her kitchen and seeing the little black boy there. He was about 3 years old . At first I can't figure out why he is there. But then I remembered that she babysat for a few kids.

I reached out and try to hug this little boy, but he wanted nothing to do with me. I then looked over and see two little black girls. I also try to talk with them and be friendly, but they both walked away from me. I felt bad.


There seems to be a transition here. I think this is still part of the same dream, though.

I was walking though a college campus with a preschool group. One of the little girls was Japanese. She seemed to like me and let me pick her up. We somehow got a little behind the others, so I finally had to run to try to catch up. At one point I tripped and we rolled on the grass. Neither of us were hurt at all. I got up and felt like something was missing, but couldn't figure out what.

I looked a ways ahead and saw the last of the preschool goup head into the store/restaurant. I finally caught up and walked in. The group was now gone. I didn't have the little girl anymore. The lady inside asked me if I wanted any of the free lunch they had been serving to the preschool group. I said, "Sure".

It was then I realized that my purse was missing. I started to panic. I had lost it on the college campus. I knew that it was very unlikely that I would ever see it again. I started telling the lady I was with how I had lost it. She was sympathizing with me.

Then I remember saying, "You know, I think it's going to be okay. When I wake up my purse will be there. It's not really gone. This has happened to me before, and when I woke up the purse was there. I just need to try and stop worrying about it now."

Then I have no idea what happened next. I do know lucidity ended (if it was ever really there to begin with. Even though I was saying that, I never had that "Ah ha, I'm dreaming" moment. This is the first time I can think of there I made reference to myself dreaming with out truly becoming lucid. )


I then remember being in my basement. There was a crack in the wall and my cat was watching some silverfish bugs come out of the crack. She was swatting her paw at them.

I really think something is missing from my memory here. But the next thing I remember is being attacked by these large metal bugs. They were black and about a foot across. one looked like a spider and the other a scorpion.

I was upstairs at this point and I ran down into the basement. I frantically started looking for a hammer or something to smash them with. All I could find were a pair of roller blades. I picked one one of them and when the bugs came down the stairs I started smashing them with the roller blade.

Amazingly they both just fell apart like they were cheap toys. I then ran my hands through the pile of pieces. I suddenly thought about movies that I had seen. I figured it was a very good idea to put the pieces in separate bags to dispose of them, just in case they all came together and came to life again.

Then my alarm went off...

Old LD from 11-7-07


I finally had a decent sized lucid dream this morning. I did a WBTB (woke up at 5:30, went back to sleep at 6:30, had the LD and woke up at 7:30). And I took some B6.

Dream (Lucid):

I remember being with some people and going into the Caldwell's old house on the corner. I heard someone comment how they liked what the new owners did to the backyard. The group I was with walked into the backyard. I was expecting something pretty, but all I saw was junk. The rest went through the back door and into the house.

I started to follow, but then I saw my friend RD and her 19 month old daughter Catherine. I went over to her. I suddenly felt that we needed to go somewhere or we'd be late. But Catherine wanted to get on the swing in the yard. I felt impatient, but RD put Catherine on the swing. I gave in and started to push her gently on the swing.

As her daughter swung on the swing, RD started to sing the most beautiful song I had ever heard. I was mesmerized. I sat down and watched RD as she sang. RD then looked right into my eyes as she sang. I had the strongest feeling that there was something I was supposed to understand. I knew she was trying to pass me a message. I suddenly realized that this was a dream and the message that I was supposed to get that I was supposed to have a baby. I felt shocked for a moment.

Then realizing that I was lucid, I decided that I needed to go on and try the Task of the Month, that the message would have to wait, and I would deal with that when I was awake.

There is a fuzzy moment here that I can't explain.

At that moment I felt that I wasn't entirely asleep. That I was aware of my physical body still in bed and that I was only barely in the dream. But then I stood up and moved, and my dream body moved and not my physical body. I always know that when that happens after a WILD, that I am fully in the dream. So I really felt that I had just WILDed even though I'm pretty sure that I got to this point from the previous part of the dream.

But however I got here, I was now running around the house trying to find a mirror. As I got to the driveway, I saw a mirror that looked like a side mirror for a truck, but it wasn't actually attached to a truck. It was about 12 inches wide. I decided that even though it was small that I would use that to help me transform into a guy.

I looked at myself. At first I looked just like I did in last night's mirror LD. My hair was longer that it is and slightly curled. I concentrated on looking more like a guy.

At first I just started to look kind of deformed (as is typical of many lucid mirror experiences of mine.) Finally I started to look a little more masculine. I had no make up, my skin looked a little rougher (though I couldn't quite get stubble to show). My hair, even though it was still long and blond, looked more matted.

I reached down to touch my body to see if the transformation went beyond my face. First I touched my crotch. I didn't feel anything extra. Disappointed I moved up and touched my breasts. They were a bit smaller than normal.

I wondered if I should keep trying to make the changes more complete. But before I could, a group of guys walked past me down in the street. I decided I needed to see if I could pass for a guy. So I ran out to them.

I said to them in as much as a guy voice as I could create, "Hi, dudes." That sounded really funny to me, so I couldn't help but to giggle at little after that. The giggle did not sound man-like at all. I wondered if I had blown it.

The guys didn't say anything but were looking at me like they thought I was a total loser, and that they wished I would disappear. A group of girls met up with them, and everyone was still ignoring me.

So I tried again. I asked loudly, "What do you guys see when you look at me?"

One of the guys snorted and said something like, "Do you really want us to tell you??" And then the others joined in, laughing and making rude comments. But none of the comments gave me the answer I was looking for--did they see me as a guy or girl ?

This wasn't working out at all like I had wanted it to. So I decided to leave this rude group and try again. I saw a building in front of me that I knew had a girl's bathroom in it. I ran into the bathroom. It was full of at least ten girls all standing in front of this very large mirror.

I started shouting at them, "I need to transform! Help me transform into a guy!!" I started to push my way through the girls to the mirror.

I remember thinking as I shouted at them that my dream self was far more bold than my real self is. I wouldn't dream of shouting at a bunch of girls in a bathroom like that in real life.

As I got to the mirror I finally took a good look at what I had looked like out there with that group. I was surprised to see that I had clown make-up on my face. I wondered if that was why the guys had treated me like that. How long had my dream self looked like that? Or was this something that my mind had created just for this mirror scene. I didn't know.

I just knew that I needed to look like a guy. The clown make-up had turned into a mask in the last few seconds, so I just pulled it off. I concentrated again.

This time I made much better progress. Before I knew it, I was looking in the mirror at a guy. This was definitely a guy this time. He was nice looking. He had blue eyes, fairly short dark brown hair that had a bit of curl in it. I thought, "Wow...I'm good looking."

I looked at my clothes. This time I was wearing a bike jersey and biking shorts. My body looked very athletic and was definitly masculine looking.

But to make sure I reached down to my crotch. There was definitely a lump down there, though I felt no sensation touching it. I reached up to check on my breasts, and found that they were mostly gone--gone enough that they wouldn't be noticable by sight.

I looked at my self once more in the mirror. This time I noticed these odd boots on my feet. They looked like Roller Blades, but without the wheels. I wondered why they were on my feet.

As I looked at myself in the mirror, I thought back on everything that I had done in this LD, and I was suddenly worried that if I did much more that I wouldn't be able to remember it, so at this point with "mission accomplished", I let myself wake up so I could write it down.

I am at the bottom of a large pool of water, the walls are flat like a pool. I almost panic, but then I realize I'm dreaming. I calm myself down, realizing i'm not in any danger. I wonder were I am, I think in my mind that I'm on the moon. I look in front of me, various trinkets, armor, weapons maybe. much of it seems to be enchanted or magical in some way. I walk to my left and spot a book, "Blue Healing" as in blue energy healing. I open it and look at the words, but don't bother to read them. treating it like a skill book in skyrim. (Open it to gain the relevant information about a skill) I feel a small change in my energy, and I feel blue energy, though it's so faint I almost didn't notice it. I put the book back down and rocket to the surface of the water, and land on the ground. there are buildings in front of me with a strange architecture but I can't get a good look before I wake up.

My wife and I were taking care of our neighbors children. There were 3 kids and I decided to try to entertain them with a psychic game. I picked 7 colored pieces of glass and would ask the kids to guess which color I was holding, one at a time. The little girl went first and as I held the blue glass she guessed "blue". Then I held the green one and she guessed "green" She continued to guess all seven colors correctly. I went to my wife and told her the child had picked all 7 colors.

Then the dream shifted (FA) and I was starting to tell a goup from DV about my dream. One of the women here, who was slightly heavy and had short brown hair, then started telling us all about a color healing dream that she had just had. Then everyone started talking at once.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in some large building, like a museum or a student union kind of area. I was on the second floor. To my left was a balcony-like railing that looked out over the first floor. To my right was possibly a dining area.

My old friend Y was standing, leaning against the railing. I hadn't seen her in some time. I was happy to see her. And I was acting (and feeling) like I hadn't expected to see her. But I'm pretty sure I had been expecting to see her, like we'd made plans to meet here.

I walked up to Y and stood beside her, maybe kind of leaning against the railing like she'd been doing. All this time, I felt my mother's presence behind me. I may have heard her voice, too, as if she had somehow planned this meeting between me and Y and was now directing it.

Y was watching a movie that was being projected against the wall opposite the railing. The wall was maybe three stories tall. The projection was hitting the third-floor section of the wall. So we had to kind of look up to see it.

I'm not sure how we saw the movie: the wall was red brick; but the movie showed up just fine, anyway. I think it was a movie that we both liked.

Y and I had had some sort of small conversation. Just the sound of Y's voice made me so happy. I put my right arm around Y, not out of romantic feelings, but just because I was happy to see her again.

But Y was really put-off. She grunted something cold and nasty, even implying that she had some kind of sickness that I'd get by touching her.

She'd done this to me in the past. I knew she was just trying to freeze me out or gross me out so I'd leave her alone. I took my hands off her and watched the movie. We may also have continued talking about something.

Eventually we were planning to "meet for dinner." We walked away from the railing and over to the section of the floor that had dining tables.

But now Y changed into my friend H. H and I sat down at the table to eat. The table was a regular, round dining table, about 125cm in diameter, possibly covered over with a white tablecloth. But it was also crammed, both the table and the chairs, with all kinds of things, like household and personal items.

H and I were trying to sit down so we could eat. All this time I felt my mom's presence behind me. I may also have felt the presence of my old friend R. R's presence seemed particularly bitter.

Eventually I got sat down on a seat. But I was only halfway sat in the seat -- the rest of the seat being cluttered with stuff. I guess that H couldn't find any other place to sit. So she tried to sit on my lap. But something about my lap was making it really awkward for her to sit.

H was wearing a grey mini-skirt and a black shirt. But the mini-skirt kept riding up, almost revealing H's panties, as H tried to sit on my lap.

But now it seemed like H was getting into what I thought of then as a "slutty" mindset. She was really getting turned on by the way her skirt was riding up on my lap. Now she started to do it on purpose. She may even have been pulling it up with her hands and then putting it back down.

I might have started getting turned on. And I may have tried to make a move for H. But at this point, she may have gotten up and walked away. I may have been a little bitter about this. But I think I told myself that when H got back, she and I would just forget about it and have a nice dinner.

After more than a year of slack, I've decided to start keeping a DJ again.

Video Games
Non-Lucid

NonDream Non-lucid Lucid

The scene is a COD Black Ops map. I know I’m playing a game, in fact, at one point I realize that pressing LB and double tapping A make me sprint. I do not know how I had a controller, it was as if I had dual consciousness. I could feel my ‘in-game body’ , as well as my ‘player’ hands. I play around with sprinting for a while. There are mammoths walking around, and I attack one from atop a stone column. The mammoth chases me into a small house, all the while, I’m whacking it with a minecraft sword. I close the door of the small house in the mammoth’s face, but I can see that it will not hold for long. The top hinge breaks, and the door falls partially over. I can see the mammoth pressing up against the door. Somehow Gandalf appears in front of the mammoth and starts banging on the door with his staff and shouting at me to open it. Finally he gets mad and shouts to some deity “AKATOSH MOVE THIS DOOR!” Several times he shouts “AKATOSH MOVE!”

I'm not sure why I had so many video game elements in this one, I haven't had time to play in weeks.

I woke up to the sound of my message on my iPod asking me if anything seemed weird. I noted that this meant I was dreaming, but more I noted that this meant I was currently awake. I immediately began to fall back asleep. So I closed my eyes and imagined a beach. Slowly I came to that beach. But slowly.

I heard the shores, and then it all faded. I opened my eyes to my bed. I grabbed my nostrils. I could still breathe. I was in a lucid dream.

I immediately jumped from the bed. I began gasping for air in the excitement that I was lucid dreaming and had not yet woken up. I immediately, however, calmed myself down because I knew that if I was not awake yet, I would be soon if I could not calm down.

I knew that I wanted to go do everything crazy and dream-like that I could. I ran to my door which inexplicably had a locker on it, and grabbed the lock and imagined myself ripping it off into the floor. This did not work and it simply came out and I opened the door. I walked quickly through the kitchen into the den, and then back into the kitchen. I saw some apples, and I started trying to summon an apple. I decided this would not work either, and so I simply stopped. I had to try as many things as I could.

I looked at my door.

"How about a dream where I go outside?" I said aloud.

I yanked the door open and ran outside, then I thought, "I need to try flying so I can mark it off of my goals."

I began jumping. I jumped once at normal height. Again at 6 feet. Once more at 10. 12. 16. 20.

At about 22 feet, I threw my arms outward and turned my body down. I was able to only glide back to my feet. This didn't change my mind. I am tenacious.

Suddenly I could hear my friend's voice in my head, telling me to be careful. That I would hurt myself in real life if I tried to hard. I dismissed this as being untrue and continued to do what I wanted.

I told him that I could probably fly if I ran at super speed to a take off! So I began running down my very long drive-way as quickly as possible. Taking long bounds that were about 30 feet apart from each other. As I got to the end, I stopped because I realized I just didn't have enough speed. I turned around and began jumping until I was back at about 20 feet high.

I was just jumping up and down, and enjoying it, when a car came down the driveway. I was going to try and jump over it as it went down the drive-way, but as they got to me it stopped. My brother and Dad got out of the car, and my brother just said, "Jerk!"

My assumption was that he had been scared by me and thought that I was someone else. This, however, snapped me back into life. I awoke and still had my eyes closed. My heart was racing, and I was sweating. My first lucid dream. I plugged my nose and tried to breathe. I couldn't. I gathered my thoughts.

They were magnificent.

wed January 4th 2012
0:00-8:30

Before bed tried to relax completely, started getting numb. Came closer to sleep paralysis than never before. Hands turned warm and "fat". Then like I was getting covered in hard concrete and floating up from my bed. Had to swallow and blew it. Damn!
Gave up and turned to my side, said couple mantra's and dozed off. I did wake up after both dreams so I guess some of them worked.

1. Sitting with my dad in our hall, smoking a cigarette. (I don't smoke IRL and my dad would kill me if I would.) We're being all cool, talking. I light a couple more. Some of them break off by the filter. I'm really using big drags, they don't seem to smell. I say something along the lines of: "If you're the one smoking, it doesn't stink that much."

2. We're standing outside (me, my dad and mom), seems like we're at a wedding. The other guests are standing on the street, in group. The mother of the bride asks me to start filming. I only have my photo camera, so it's very shaky. A bus arrives and we get on. (It's a public transportation bus, like the ones in Flanders.) We're sitting in the back, my dad is getting upset about mom and he's drinking. Getting pretty drunk. Since it's a public bus, a lady gets on. She's attractive, but I'd rather look at something in her hands. Not sure what it is, either a phone or a camera. When we get off, she joins us for some reason. We're standing in an nice carpeted room, chandeliers, really fancy. When my dad says the word: "Tequila" the lady throws up blue liquid all over me.

I dream about zombies a lot. Although this was a while ago, this is my most vivid dream.

I am in downtown, in a coffee shop. There are people all around me talking, browsing the internet, doing what people generally do in coffee shops.
Suddenly, there is no one. I am completely alone in a place that was just moments ago teeming with life. Outside, there are signs of people having been there not long ago. A discarded newspaper on the ground. Parked cars lining the streets. But I am alone out here.
And then I am not.
As soon as the first one appears, I seem to notice them all. At first they don't see me. But when they do, I know I am in terrible danger. As they charge towards me, I run towards the one place I can think of to find solace: home.
Of course, in dream world, it takes but a thought of a place to get you there. I rush inside my house, thinking that the danger is possibly over, as I left downtown far behind me. The house is apparently empty, but I am wary. I rush into the back bathroom, as it is the closest room in the house without windows. Just as I am about to close the door, I hear footsteps. My father appears in the kitchen.
"Dad?" I call out timidly. He looks over at me, and I feel a rush of relief. I open the door a bit wider.
Then his eyes widen, and he begins to run towards me.
"No," I choke. When he's nearly reached the door, I slam it shut. I sink down against the door, sobbing, with my dad--not really my dad--pounding on the other side.

And that is where I woke up. As you can imagine, I freaked the fuck out. This is probably my most vivid memory from any dream I've ever had.

I was on a beach by an amusement park, when I realized I was dreaming. I see a roller coaster in the distance and decide to check it out. I walked in that direction and came across my dad and brothers in the ocean. I hopped into the water with them. The current was really strong, and it was really hard to stay by the edge of the water. I got pulled out very far, and started to panic. My lucidity wavered here. I called pit to my dad, but he didn't move. My brother dived in and saved me, though. Thanks a lot, dad. I do another reality check to confirm my lucidity, and go towards the rides.
I didn't find a roller coaster, instead I came to a water slide. I went to fly to the top, but there was a stand selling tickets, so I wound up picking up a dollar off the floor and buying some. I got to the top of the slide and there was a very small room called "Emo Germany." There was an attendant at the top who spoke in a very VERY monotone voice. It was kind of creepy. The slide was really narrow, so I said "widen" while pulling at the edges and it became bigger. I slid down, and it really wasn't anything special. I expected way more.*

At the bottom I saw someone I knew from school. I gave him the other ticket (I'm sure I lost lucidity here). I went over to a counter that had a bunch of prizes. All of them were a ridiculous amount of tickets. They weren't even good prizes, just plastic dinosaurs and a "magic explained" kit.*

I walked back to the slide, and without paying attention, stood in front. Jona came out and there was another boy around his age directly behind him. Then another boy (his brother?) came shooting out of the slide and collided with me. I felt some kind of pain, but I don't really remember it all to well. The kid's mom was pissed, and so was my brother (who came out of no where).*

I remember something after this, about baseball. I was behind home plate, like a catcher, and there was a red and white box in front of me. The pitcher threw the ball and although the batter hit it, something else got left behind and landed in the box. I pulled it out and it was a cast or brace of some kind.*

This was almost a waste of a lucid. Last night I decided I wanted to visit the dream world academy, but I couldn't remember to in my dream. I kinda just walked around and explored.

I'm in a war...reminds me of world war one. I don't know exactly how many people are with me, but I'm working in tandem with one other guy. I'm a decoy of sorts. As I peg off people out in the open, he waits around a corner. If any of my shots miss, then I run back and he takes them out.

This works pretty good for the duration of the dream, until this huge guy comes around the corner. He's muscular, about 8 feet tall and he's wearing a camouflage tank top. He doesn't carry any weapons, and nothing's having any effect on him. This guy is like a slow moving brick wall, and after putting my entire clip in him, he's still coming at me. I duck around the corner, in hopes that my battle buddy would finish the job. He got off a few rounds before the guy grabbed his face and smashed him in the wall.

Dang, I think he knocked a couple of bricks loose with that attack. I don't see the rest of my squad, and something tells me running will only delay the inevitable. I grabbed my rifle by the barrel, and swung at him. He didn't even flinch when it cracked against his skull. The butt shattered into splinters, and I kept swinging the remainder of my weapon. He wasn't trying anything offensively...he was just standing there taking it. I hit him in the head once and heard something crack. I immediately followed that up with another. The cracking noise continued and made sounds as if I were breaking dishes. The scene started changing right before my eyes...slowly back and forth from war scene to my kitchen. In the kitchen scene I could see my cabinets and it looked like I was swinging at them.

Finally everything solidified and I was in the kitchen. Broken dishes everywhere....was I hallucinating? Sleepwalking? I checked my pockets, they had macaroni in the fifth pocket. I was wondering what the hell was I up to. And then I woke up for real.