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I was inside a mall. I receive/read/see messages running up my vision as I walk. It's like somebody is telling a story, but it was so messed up.

No WBTB, or MILD. I tried DEILD but forgot. I will try all three tonight.

All of these dreams seemed related, but involved different characters. It was as if the characters morphed into different appearances.

To kick things off, I was in the old house in my mother's room. I was lying in bed with Anthony just having a chat. Mrs. Gunther-Brown, my music theory teacher from high school, was there and the three of us got into a discrepancy over her ability to sing certain genres, or something of the like. Anthony was on my side, and obviously she was on hers. The argument was only DE, but afterwards, she went into the bathroom to get a shower. While she was in there, she started singing. What we could hear in the room was not just her vocals, but a whole accompaniment of various instruments. Anthony and I started complaining. I used a pillow to cover my ears. I discovered that I could change the sound of her singing by bending the pillow, as if the sound waves were wrapping around the pillow in a different way. Bending the pillow more made her singing sound more tinny, and a flatter pillow meant a more crisp sound. I made a comment about it to Anthony saying something like, "isn't it funny how something so simple like this can make such a big difference?" He replied with, "She's still horrible." I was about to agree when suddenly the song changed. It sounded like a jazz/funk fusion, not unlike Hiromi Uehara's work. I said, "wait, this actually sounds pretty good." I got up to go to the bathroom to apologise about Anthony and I making fun of her. She wasn't there. And my bathroom looked very different and unusual. Instead of the normal beige walls, tile floor, and small size, I was greeted with a fairly larger (although still pretty small) room with wooden floors, and a strange looking sink with nothing in it. There was a white shower curtain behind me, which I never actually turned around to see, and where the toilet usually was, was now just a wooden floor, and across from it where the sink goes were these wooden swingy doors, like in old west saloons. They may ave led to a toilet, but I don't know. The sink was on the left wehn you walk into the room. In between the sink and the saloon doors was a strange contraption placed on the floor. What I was about to do would start a plot that would unravel in the dreams to come. I cannot describe the contraption, mostly because I don't clearly remember what it looked like. But I also cannot describe it because it didn't seem to take any definite shape. It was a solid object, but it was so conjumbled, as if someone went on Microsoft Paint, made a bunch of lines, turned them into wood, and put it on the floor, but at the same time it looked nothing like that. There were tiny, mini people on the floor by the contraption. They seemed to be hindered by the contraption in some way, so I fixed the contraption so that they could be...for lack of a better word, better. As it turns out, my teacher set up the contraption so that these mini people, who were evil, would be trapped in it forever. I messed all of that up.

Everything that happens next may be out of order.

The saloon doors morphed into a TV, and I was watching a bunch of child actors, one of which I knew as my childhood friend, Tyler. They gathered around this table, and suddenly I was in TV, in the setting of where the children were. Except now I was on in a field. What was taking place in this field was a situation similar to the Holocaust, and I was on the bad side, and a major figure. We weren't going after Jewish people, in fact, I don't think there were any distinctive features about the people we had captured, but they were all wearing red shirts, and my side was all wearing blue shirts. This field was grassy, and had a hill to the right. There was a path leading to the hill, and that same path, going in the other direction, went and circled around a section of the field. We were walking across this section of the field. I was with another person in a blue shirt. He was talking to someone in a red shirt, as if trying to calm him down. As we neared the other side, the blue shirt said for him to go now, because we had to be somewhere. As the red shirt went towards a group of red shirts, I patted him on the back, as to grant him some form of solace. As I neared the other side of this field with the other blue shirt, I saw on my left, a mother saying "goodbye, I love you" to her daughter. There was also this strange, carnival-like booth on wheels (they exist in real life, but I don't know what they are called). We passed this and kept going straight to another hill. We started to climb it.

The next thing I remember is this explorer character (I was merely observing this entire part), like a video game character, running around this cave fighting enemies, getting points. Then he was climbing these strange pipe-like objects with ladders on them. They were all orange, each one taller than the last, and they were in a row. At the top of each was a traffic light with four light bulbs. At the bottom was endless water, as far as you can imagine. The traffic lights were black, and only the bottom light was green, with the rest being red. The lights were timed so that when the green light came on, there was a yellow beam of light shining down from the traffic light onto the top of the pipe, covering the entire space. When the green light came back on again, the yellow beam of light turned off. The traffic lights on each pipe was in an opposite pattern so that one would be off, while the one next to it would be on. The explorer climbed the first pipe on the right, and had to time things right because for some reason he couldn't be in the light. This was a game-like scenario after all. So when the green light came on again, and the light turned off, he climbed on top. Then he turned to the pipe next to him. This dream was in third person, so he was facing my left, to the taller pipe. It really was a lot like a video game. Since the beam of light was on pipe, he waited until the traffic light was almost green. He jumped off his pipe at the last second as to avoid the beam of light on that one, then he changed direction in midair to catch the ladder of the next pipe. He repeated the process, but failed this time. He fell and landed in the water below. The water behind the pipes was dark, and deadly (think Spyro) with sharks. The water elsewhere was clear, safe, and clean. The two waters were right next to each other, and separated right down the center. The explorer landed in the deadly water, and quickly swam back to the safe water. All of a sudden, he was on top of the tallest pipe, which had an opening at the top, and was filled to the brim with water. The explorer had to swim down into the pipe, and under the deadly water to reach an island on the other side of the deadly water. It's important to know that for the past week I have been practicing MILD with the chart that gives you circumstances every day in which you should do a reality check. Doing a RC when you see a traffic light was the one for the day before I had this dream. So when I saw the traffic lights in the dream, I thought to myself, "Too bad I didn't see this yesterday, or I'd be doing a reality check." Well, fuck.

Then I was on 4chan as a girl. This version of 4chan was very civilized. It was implied that they get different privileges on 4chan, and so everything was different. Everything was multicolored in a psychedelic fashion, and I had to hack this girl's computer to get an IP address and password.

After that, I was on these railroad tracks, which may have been at the top of the hill I was heading towards during the Holocaust dream. I was with Mom, and she was making a comment on all of the strange things going on recently (set in motion because of my meddling in the bathroom). She said it was the apocalypse. She started mentioning the seven signs of the apocalypse, which were somehow related to the 4chan thing, because I was looking them up or something. I wish I would have written down these signs, but all I wrote down to remind myself was "7 signs of apocalypse." I know one dealt with having seven waffles in one sitting. I thought to myself, "Let me guess, the seventh sign is that I'm dreaming, huh crazy Mom? Jeez, I really MUST be dreaming." Well, fuck. Again.

Another part of this weird dream was that there was this really futuristic purple hover car, and Superman was driving it on this road (the road also could have been at the top of that hill) with this chick. The road was long and straight, with green pasture on either side. The girl looked exactly like a dude, but had a girly voice for a few seconds. So it was a dude down to the last detail, but it was DE that it was a girl. They got to this building, which was the only building for miles, and went in. It was like a hotel, except it lead into my house.

CUT TO ME IN FIRST PERSON

I'm grabbing this fat chicks boobs. She's really old, I don't want to, but she's really desperate, and I make out with her a little bit. This is taking place in my old house, but not in any existing room. Then, I see Ms. Magro (student teacher from art. Cool gal) come in from one of those futuristic *schwop* doors. The door was on the landing on the step, where the china cabinet usually went. She says something like, "Do you guys have any important information?" I took one look at the fat chick, and said, "Yes we do." We didn't but I wanted Ms. Magro to come in the room so that I wouldn't have to make out with this old lady anymore. The information she was referring to was about some person that went missing, but is vital to winning in this battle for good that has been going on since the incident in the bathroom. Magically, we had important information to tell her when she came in, although we didn't when she asked. I said, "Yes, we know where he is." I got a hold of him on the phone, which was purple and futuristic like the car. The person turned out to be Rainn Wilson, and he answered his phone. The dream cut to a view of him driving the futuristic car on the straight road to no where. He looked at the caller ID, and seeing that it was Ms. Magro, answered the phone saying, "I told you I don't have anymore time." He then hung up, and it was DE that we couldn't call him anymore. It was also DE at this point that Rainn and Magro are ex-lovers. So it was a big misunderstanding, but now we have little hope for the good of humanity.

The last thing I remember, and this part was VERY dramatic, and engaging, and engrossing upon waking, is being back in a building that had the bathroom from the first dream. It wasn't my old house anymore, and there was really only three rooms. One room had bunk beds, and dressers, and was pretty normal, except it had the same wooden style as the bathroom from the first dream. You could leave that room, and there was a DE hallway that I never saw. It led to the other two rooms. One room was the bathroom, and the other was this very strange, morgue-like room. The part with the TV and child actors might have occurred here, but I'm not sure, and pretty doubtful. Anyway, the characters in this part of the dream are four people. Two were the same person, which was some little boy with a come-to-the-side haircut, a white button-up shirt, and black shorts. He had brown hair, and I never got a good look at his face. The other two, have a great deal of mystery surrounding them. One was that weird-looking doctor with the white hair on the cover of the box for Operation. I leave the fourth character's description void for now. The boys passed the bathroom, and got to this weird morgue-room. It looked almost exactly like the bathroom, except there was no shower, no sink, no nothing, except for the drawers with the bodies in them. The non-main character boy saw the doctor open one of the drawers and take a body out. The body was the fourth character and was seen briefly and from behind. It was almost DE that it was the non-main character boy, but I'm unsure. The non-main boy, panicked, ran back to the bunk bed room, and started packing bags to leave because he was freaked out. Suddenly, I was in the place of the main character boy, and I asked in a panicked tone, "Calm down just tell me what you saw." I knew he saw the body, but I needed to know who it was, because this would decide the fate of the Good vs Bad war that I started way back in the beginning, and he uncovered some sort of evil plot. I thought he could have seen himself, but I had to be sure, I had to confirm it. I said again, "You need to tell me what you saw." It was all very rushed and urgent. He took one look at me, with his faceless face, and that was it. I woke up. This is one of those dreams, for me, that leaves you wondering, like the answer would have been this life changing thing. Although it doesn't compare to the secret basement door, which I will forever wonder about. Perhaps someday, I'll open it, and see what's on the other side.

The characters seemed to morph because me and the other blue shirt during the Holocaust was also Superman and the man lady, and me and the old lady, and the two boys.

[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]
[COLOR="lightblue"]Hypnagogic[/COLOR]

As usual I remembered a ton of dreams (around 7-8 dream scenarios). But I will only write down the lucid moment to save time.

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[COLOR="blue"]..I was thrown up on a roof and it looked too unreal.[/COLOR][COLOR="red"]I realised that it was a dream it looked like it didn't had an end and it looked like those kind of roofs with a top like black sandpaper. Sorry that's the best explaination I can give you. Anyway I started to run and jump really high, I thought to myself "This is how the astronauts felt when they jumped on the moon, but this is how a oneironaut feels when he jump in a dream :D".
Becaue of the emptiness I thought that this was exactly like Garry's Mod, but for real! So now I tried to summon a person, my friend Louise, for some reason. But I couldn't. So I imagined a rock and it appeared, and I went around the corner of that rock preparing to meet her. But she didn't appear... I was a little frustrated and eventually I forgot that I was dreaming and lost my lucidity.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]I had a long vivid dream about Harry Potter when that ended I were in my school and had a long boring lesson, until I woke up for real.[/COLOR]

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Yesterday I was reading about a member who had dreamed about portals after reading about portals in ANOTHER member's DJ. So apparently I decided to follow his lead and have a portal dream of my own last night.

I don't know where I was, or who I was with. But I was showing someone how I can make portals in the wall. I would just draw on the wall and a blue swirling vortex would appear on the wall. I don't know where it lead to, if anywhere. But I could change the colour and size. I changed it purple more than once and also collapsed it to nothing and made another one.

I did not become lucid

I chose not to smoke before bed and my recall did improve quite a bit. I was really hoping it wouldn't turn out like that lol. I'll probably go sober tonight and see how my recall is.

non-lucid - black
semi-lucid - green
lucid - blue

People are chasing after me for some reason. I’m running away. I’m suddenly in a jeep.

I'm driving in daylight on a highway.

I know I’m dreaming without even checking I just know for some reason. I hyperspeed the car while driving. Then I close my eyes and I teleport me and the jeep. I appear to have teleported but I only teleported miles away from my original position. I'm still in the city highway. But this time it wasn't daylight the sun is beginning to set. I park my car in this empty parking lot structure. I get off the car and run. The people chasing after me seems to be a family. Why? I don't know. I see the mom and her daughter looking for me. I head back to the parking lot but too late her son is awaiting me there. So I decide to hide behind this white ceramic pole. The son is not spotting me but I occassionaly am turning since the daughter and mom keep walking beside the pole. I keep on turning since they keep walking around me. Mom says to son “Check everywhere” while she’s next to me by the pole but doesn’t see me. The daughter goes “You check mom”. They suddenly see me as I'm moving around the pole. The mom spots me moving around. I'm dreaming I can do whatever. I try to take a gun outta my pocket but it didn't work. I try to pretend to shoot a gun at the son even though there was no visible gun in my hand. I thought this is a dream even if there's no gun it could still work. I shoot at him he becomes stinged for a couple seconds then he's ok. The "imaginary" gun stops working all of a sudden and they catch me. I end up in their “house” which takes the appearance of my house in waking life for some reason. The mom puts me in the room with her husband. I decide to sneak out. I tiptoe out of the room. I try to sneak past the mom in the kitchen to go outside. I manage to get outside (YES!) but suddenly I'm caught before I could run. She puts me back to the room. Her husband is horny. He's starting to take of my pants and starts rubbing. He's talking very dirty. The mom comes in and stops it saying something like "Not now." I decide to try to escape again. The mom I notice is easy to sneak by. I tiptoe around her back while she's in the kitchen and manage to unlock the door leading to the backyard. I don't run but I fly away. I wanna hyperspeed so from what I read on DV I take a pill outta my pocket and it gives me hyperspeed. I’m flying in the cloudy night.

I'm dreaming I tell myself. I am now fully lucid. "What to do?" I think to myself. Then suddenly I know what I want to do. I want to get to Den to complete my next mission. I'm still flying. I decide to try to open portals for the first time. I decided to try. I'm trying to rip the air but it's not working (DAMN). I then trace the atmosphere with my two fingers making a circle for the portal. It still doesn't work (GRRR!). Then I take out a sword from my side like a knight and slash it 3 times then make a portal using the sword. Suddenly a portal appears in front of me inside a mirror. I walked up to it. I decided that onstead of going through it I want to try something with a mirror. I want to go to someone’s dream and ask for permission. I know just the person. I think of my first ex because I never got any closure at all. I want to talk to him. I need answers. I say his full name to the mirror "Lorenzo Miguel Salazar". He suddenly appears in the mirror. He’s choking. I look away at the horrific sight. I look back and I see a phone cord choking his neck. I realize this mirror was no ordinary mirror but a Halloween themed mirror kinda thing. I look next to me and there’s another mirror but with a computer attached to it. Like I had to fill out my name and info and fill out the other person's info I wanted to see kinda thing. I'm too lazy so I fly up. I look at my hands to stabilize myself to make evrything clearer. I suddenly appear in this fancy restaurant. I see it getting unclear so I restabilize by touching everything near me. I'm touching the floor and the wooden staircase by me and everything is clear again. I am facing a painting on the wall then suddenly a waiter approaches me. He asks me what I want. "I want to get to Denn" I tell him. "There's a way there from here" he replies. I’m suddenly more inside the restaurant. I am talking with an old man. Everything becomes unclear again so I restabilize by touching everything. Smelling everything in. I ask the old man to give me a fruit tart. I never ate anything in the dreamworld. I look in his bag and see a red velvet cake instead inside "Even better" I thought.

I attempt to eat it. It’s good but not as good as reality’s taste of it I though lol. The part of the restaurant I was in looks like a spaceship-themed restaurant. The walls around me are white and this part of the building I was in took the shape of an alien spaceship. I suddenly realize there are a lot of people in this restaurant. Suddenly evryone including me all follow the waiter I met earlier. He was gonna lead us to Denn. We’re all walking down a ramp as we approach a big parking structure with a bunch of cars. I’m talking to one girl I know she's a DC. She appears to be nice. I randomly tell her “I’m dreaming”. She suddenly loses control for some reason and starts crying. I hug her and ask her “What’s wrong?” she says, “Well then this all isn’t real then.” I say well without you guys I wouldn’t have dreams, and without me you guys wouldn’t be in a dream” Lol. She smiles. I ask “Where’s Denn? This is just a parking structure. I thought you guys are leading me to Denn?” They say “There’s a portal in the parking lot to get directly there. We approach a portal that is by a red car. It’s low, near the ground. I suddenly hurl through the portal face-first. It’s suddenly tunnel vision. I'm in a wormhole (COOL!).

I go through. When I get out all I see is darkness. My eyes are closed. I restabilize. I feel sand by me. I open my eyes. I am in the middle of the street by my house in waking life. I fly up again in disappointment. I'm not gonna give up. I Take out my sword slash it 3 times make a portal and I go through it. I re-stabilize. I feel grass and dirt by me. I open my eyes. I’m in Denn (SUCCESS!). I restabilize but my hands look like yellow fur or feathers instead of skin. I only have two fingers, one big and one small. I wonder what do I look like? I see WakingNomad in Denn again for some reason. I don’t pay attention to him. I think I gotta get to the forest and look in the mirror to get my normal look back lol. I run into the forest. I find the mirror. I look in the mirror. I see myself having a furry chicken body with a dalmation dog head. I quickly look away. I look back and say "WITCH" and I transform back to my player’s normal appearance. A witch wearing red. This time what I was wearing became clearer. I'm wearing a skin tight dark red top. A dark red witch hat which matched the color of my mini-dress floats down from the sky and lands on my head. I look in the mirror to see that my eyes were orange for some reason. It looked cool. I had a weird pg nose so I looked away and say "Nose back to normal". I look back and it changed back to normal. I walk away in Denn's forest and see some kind of doppleganger. I see someone that looks exactly like me wearing the same outfit and hat except she has a pig nose. I think "That's weird." I don't pay attention to it. I walk back to the village and WakingNomad is still there. We suddenly are in a kitchen and he is attempting to mix drinks/bartend LOL. He attepts to do tricks with a fork and lemon for some reason and he fails horribly lol. Me and this other girl inside laugh as he tries to look cool mixing and blending but a fail lol. I try one bottle that he's mixing.

It tastes like champagne but kinda saltier and stronger. First time I drank something in a dream and it had to be that? I thought lol. There’s pain in my right leg as im sleeping in reality. It wakes me up. I DEILD. I appear with a little boy asking me where to get nothing to buy in the free market of Denn. Before I could answer WakingNomad re-appears and answers his question saying "It costs nothing." I suddenly remember the quest I have to do. I have to buy a weapon and kill something with it. I buy a long shiny sword for nothing.

Before I could go out and venture to kill something with it the pain in my leg bothered me and woke me up completely.

I managed to check off a few things in my dream goals. I ate and drank in a dream and I went through a wormhole. I didn't get to finish the warrior level of RPG yet though. I also noticed my dream control is on and off hopefully it improves. lol

$&%*!!!??? It's been a month since my last entry! That makes me feel bad... I need to stay up to date on this.

~So there are a few dreams I remember, or at least fragments. There were some vampire pigs in the back of a truck, a big hidden room in the top of my school, and one where I became friends with the phantom of the opera and he ended up being a nice guy.

~Last night's dream: I was in a large, odd building. Everything inside was just kind of fantastical, all strangely shaped and kind of difficult to describe. There were several round tables in the room I was in, and a few people were seated at each one. Some type of meeting was going to happen. Then a man appeared towards the front of the room. He had red hair a little longer than shoulder length, and wore a fedora-type hat tilted down to cover the top half of his face. All you could see was a nose and mischievous grin. He had a cape/cloak/whatever you want to call it, and old style clothes: a button up jacket with coattails, neck ruffle, kind of pointed shoes. It was all black, except for the stripe around his hat, which was purple. He had a red rose in one hand. (I tried to draw a picture of him, but everyone said it looked like a pimp... )
This fellow bounded across the room and proceeded to make a woman vanish with just a wave of his arm. Then he had a few doves fly out of his sleeve, and the single rose turned into a boquet. Having caught everyone's attention, he told us to go to the elevator. It was a big round platform connected to a curved wall. We all stepped on, Mr. Magician tipping his hat to me as he passed (squee ), and the platform began to rise. When it stopped, everyone had to grab a ledge that was a little over five and a half feet up and pull themselves to the second floor. Why the elevator couldn't just go up a bit more, I don't know. But I was too short to reach the ledge, so I stood there dejectedly, and then woke up.

~~~~I am making a solemn vow to write in a notebook DJ every morning and whenever I wake up at night, and to try my hardest to get on DV at least once a week, hopefully twice. Hold me to this, people.

I am at a rectangular table with J and some other people. It is some sort of grilling session. I am going to take the PSATs the next day but I decide I don't want to and announce it. I'm getting a burger.

At school with Mr. W and some other, people, we are riding out something HUGE. As in like a massive storm or possibly an apocalypse. There are six of us including Wasek. One of the others is K. We seem to be in a modified, more spacious version of my kitchen. I keep on trying to get alcohol out of the freezer (or it might have been the fridge) and put it into one of the numerous pewter glasses that are everywhere but I keep getting distracted. Mr. W talks to me about how a certain article was a metaphor for WWI, showing the greed of the WWI generals (he is my history teacher). He showed this to me on the right page of a textbook open on the round table, he was sitting across from me. Textbook was a pale blue. K and his two friends came in after that and they brought pirogies and something else. The priogies were cooked with an even brownness on the two sides but they were cold in a rectangular black container with a clear top. I told K I wanted him to heat them up someone said to me they were already cooked but I insisted. Mr. W was marking us off as if we had completed something. Some of the people were girls. Opening fridge talking with K about pirogies near cabinet with the glasses, Mr. W stayed at the round table.

I was always afraid of bees in my dreams, I could handle anything attacking me which was bigger than a dog. an oncomming swam of bees would give me a heart attack.

I dreamt i was home, i was in the back porch which had a magnificent view of green lush froest leading down to the sea. I looked down and saw a dark cloud approaching, instintively I knew what dream I was in. the ones with bees. I began to prepare the house for the uncoming unslot of the bees attack. I closed all the doors and windows. when I came to the front door I closed it. I truned around to go back to the back porch and I got this feeling that something was wrong, when i looked at the front door again it was broken down and old, I could of died right there. I tried to fix it but nothing i do seam to work. by that time the the first arrived at the house. I knew I could kill some of them but I could not kill all.

so I decided to fly to the beach, which was about 10miles away. I flew straight up into the air trying to get over the swam. I was already geting stung, but I knew I had to bear the pain of a few stings than being sting by the whole swam. I finaly reached the beach and submerged myself in the water. I was watching bees flying and hovering over the water. I was feeling safe. I was not the only person taking refuge in the water.

suddenly I heard people start to scream out in pain, I got out of the water only to see man size beez walking through the water and kill everone in the water. will that was too much for me to handdle. Time to end this dream so I did It the old fashion way, shouting my name and saying wakeup wake up.

this was a reccuring nightmare and was the first time i lasted so lone in it. normally I would panic and wake myself up when I realize its one of those bees dream or when i see the size of the swam

10/23/2011
Dream Fragment
I had lost my job at AAA. I remember being really depressed about being back in the job hunting scene, in a horrible economy. Eventually, I had to go back to working at the shit-hole telemarketing place, I'd recently come from. Horrible, horrible dream.

10/24/2011
"Corner Store K.O."

I was heading to a liquor store. The outside of the liquor store looked like the outside of the Bull Dog Pub, which is a little tavern at the corner of a small shopping plaza, near my old job. There was an old woman standing outside the door, slinging weed. I was gonna get some from her, but told her I had to get change first, and went inside. The inside of the store looked like any normal liquor store, and I walked around a bit, with a taste for tequila, trying to find a bottle of it. After a while, I found what I was looking for and went up to the counter, to pay.

Standing in a short line of people, I was idly looking at the counter, and a slender, young white guy stepped away from it, after paying for his liquor. He already seemed to have a scowl on his face, but his mood apparently took a turn for the worst, when he noticed that I was looking in his direction. Deviating from his initial path toward the door, he glared at me intently, coming out with something along the lines of "what the fuck are you looking at, huh?" A little put-off by this, I think I simply shrugged my shoulders, or something. This enraged him even further, and he stepped in front of me, his eyes seeming as if he was trying to bore a hole through my skull.

By now, his face was mere inches from mine, and he just started going off, saying something like "did I say I wanted you to fuckin look at me? I don't think so..." I had been trying to exercise a little restraint, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to respond. I said "wait, wait....so let me get this straight...just because you don't want me looking at you...you actually expect me not to look at you? Really?" with a quirk of my eyebrow. Someone in the line couldn't help but snicker at my question. The dude with the temper didn't find it all that funny. He glanced over at the person that snickered, then back at me, and completely blew up. He went into a full-on tirade, practically spitting his long string of curses and threats in my face, like some Drill Sergeant with a God complex.

After a few short seconds of listening to this guy profess about how he was about to kick my ass, and holding in the urge to just fire back with some words of my own, I finally assessed that this guy was truly looking for a fight, and I wasn't about to let him throw the first punch. So, in the middle of his tirade, without giving a single bit of warning, I swung my right palm up and into the side of his head, smacking it to one side and directly into the stone wall that was to my left (his right). His head bounced of the stone with a dull thump, knocking him unconscious and dropping him to the floor. The man was only out for about five seconds and, seeing him groggily regain consciousness, I reached down and gently picked him up to his feet, brushing him off and saying "hey, man, are you ok? Wow. You just kinda blacked out there." He obviously had absolutely no idea what the hell had just happened. He looked at me with a bit of dazed gratitude, and staggered out the door.

Just kind of laughing at the whole situation, I stepped to the counter and paid for my tequila. I got the change that I had intended to get, and walked out to meet the old lady on the corner. Instead of the old lady I'd seen, before, it was another old woman (whom I believe might have been in a wheelchair?), in her place. She said that she as 'taking over the shift' of the woman before her, and she sold me the bag.

When driving away from the store, I vaguely remember something about seeing someone dressed as the Joker (if not, actually, the Joker) walking into the store.

10/20/2011
Dream Fragment One
All I really remember is a brief fragment of having sex with a girl whom I don't really recognize.

Dream Two:
"The Kidnap Kid"

My daughter had been kidnapped. I went to the police, but they were proving to be kind of useless. They were taking way too long to find her, and forbade me from taking matters into my own hands, or they would persecute me to the fullest extent of the law. It seemed that the person's main target had been me, to begin with, but when they couldn't get their hands on me, they had decided to go after CJ instead. I was just seething about the whole thing. I wanted so bad to start my own, personal manhunt, but I tried to exercise as much restraint as humanly possible, to let the law do its job. My patience was wearing extremely thin.

The police had put me under some kind of 'protection', where I had to leave my house and stay with some old guy, in an unfamiliar home. I remember him giving me a tour of his house, showing me where he keeps a pistol - just in case - and where the best place in the house is to hide, where I can still get a good vantage point with the pistol, if need be.

Later, the kidnapper's identity was discovered, and it turned out to be some little bad-ass kid, that was probably 13 years old or so. He'd brought her back, but was still furious about something or other. I don't remember much about this moment, but some kind of strange, Dragonball Z type of battle, in which CJ's hair was sticking straight up on her head, and she reminded me of young Gohan. Her and the kid had started fighting in the living room, and he'd given her a pretty good shot, which sent her sprawling across the floor. Out of nowhere, my mom came flying in from out of nowhere, dressed in something that reminded me of Chi-Chi (also from DBZ), whirling a staff or broom or something over her head. She landed in front of the kid and swatted the staff down onto his head with a loud 'CRACK', that I practically felt, myself. All action immediately ceased, and the little kid looked up with this enormous pout on his face, holding his head, and just calmly said "....ow..."

That was apparently the end of the fight, and the whole situation defused after that.

I dreamt that I was a member of a three man team, whose sole purpose was to protect our realm from being invaded form beings from another dimension. Each of us had special powers, one guy was strong the other guy was fast and me I could create things like the green Lantern. The Portal of entrance was in the basement of this unsuspecting house, a simple door. Our job was to make sure that nothing passes through that door.
We lived in the house, as normal no one in the neighborhood had a clue what dangers they were in. but there was this one lady who was convinced that we were doing something illegal in the house. She would pass by and look around, hoping to catch us doing something illegal. One day she happened to get down to the basement and one of the creatures from the other dimension disguised itself as people being held against their will, and when she looked through the viewing glass on the door she saw a lot of people who were asking for help. (Funny In the dream it was like I was looking through her eyes for a small moment). She came back the next day with the police and they broke down the door and let out a lot of the creatures. This is where things got interesting.
The creatures began to run a mock in my neighborhood. My two other partners was gathering up the creatures which took humanoid forms and was just roaming the streets harmlessly. They both were stronger than the creatures and were able to overpower them and take them back to the basement. I made energy rope which I used to lasso the creatures and drag them into the basement.
Then I was this ghastly creature, it looked like a female grim reaper, she moved through the crowed, and it’s like I am the only one who can see her. She turned to me dressed all in black with the hood and all, her cloth blowing unnaturally without any sign of wind blowing. And I know she was about to do something terrifying.
I had to stop this. What so I do, I tried to lasso her it did not work, so then she reached out her hand and touched someone on the street. I was a black, smoky substance mover from her hand and onto the person. Within seconds the person started to die. And then that person bumped into another person and that person started to die. Eventually people were starting to drop like flies. My colleague started to employ lethal force in order to contain the epidemic. I on the other had did not take any gun with me and I was in the middle of a crowd of possible infected people. So I generated a force field, the bloody force field started crawling up my legs very slowly, I taught this stinks, but I was covered mere seconds before someone tried to touch me.
Can’t remember the rest of the dream from there.

I was lucid in this dream, most of the time I only have one dream per night, and I go along with great dreams.

10-12-11

#ignore the asterisks

#anything in parenthesis are my thoughts after waking while recalling the dream. If there's colored text inside the parenthesis, it's my thought's during my dream.

Earlier. Around 4ish.
(After waking up, and doing couple of things, I went back upstairs.)
mantra:I will lucid dream, I'll do reality checks.
sn: I'm not too sure if I had a lucid. I'm thinking it might have been a false, but who knows?



I get stuck in Sleep Paralysis. Then I force myself out of it. I am in a car with Eric. Outside Stop&Shop? I think I remember standing...somewhere on the right side entrance. Really not sure what I was doing there.

Then I'm at the house. Outside near the wooden fence. Aside from the "JESUS" on the fence, there also seems to be a whole bunch of other writing as well. (I want to compare it to something from one of the assassin creeds, but I don't remember which one) I try to change some of it. And it works. Then I stabilize the dream. By rubbing my hands together. I don't remember what I did after this though.

Oct.25, Tue. No nap. Bed 11.30pm.

3.30am, 5am and 6am - either continuation of same dream, or something very similar. Was not able to make out any details even when I woke up from a dream and knew I had a dream.

Main dream - woke up at 7.30am.
I was in a house I grew up in but no longer live here IRL. I only come here to visit my parent and IRL I'm here right now.

I was taking care of 1-2kids about 4-7 years old. One lady came by with her kid(s) of same age and they befriended each other. Soon I became suspicious and confronted the other kid. Turned out she is not a kid, but she is 19 years old and trying to make my kid to do something bad. I kicked her out. By now, there was about 8 teenagers at the front door, trying to come in. I felt threatened. I tried to call 911, but couldn't make the numbers right, misdialed, couldn't hang up on a misdialed call, then my land lines were cut and I realized my cell is missing and realized that they had to come in a house already and steal my cell.

There was banging on a front door. I look out the window and see them walking outside like protesters or preaching something. I thought to call out for help as soon as first car comes by. Then I see a civilian car stopping at the house with lights flashing, like an undercover cop. I yell for someone to call police. Suddenly, there is a bunch of people on a street and I see a lady in civvies with a police badge on a sleeve. I know we are safe and wake up.

I remember playing some RPG game where once you gained a certain level, you could pick from a huge list of NPCs to battle you. You could even use a camera to take pictures of multiple sides of the object you'd want to have in the game and it would be a pet of yours. I had a giant grass hopper (took a picture of it from multiple angles and put it in the game) following me around, and I leveled up and I couldn't decide who i wanted on my team. There was a list of at least 15 different people to add with they're own unique skills.


I played another one that involved taking over Vegas. There were multiple ways to do it, and the game had multiple endings and what not.