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DATE: July 18, 2011
LUCIDITY: 1/5
COHESIVENESS: 3/5
FUN/AWESOMENESS RATING: 2/5

I was inside the house at dusk one clear night, when the military sent out a notice to everyone in the area to stay indoors while they performed trial runs with their new fleet of fighter jets called the Malia, after Obama's daughter. I and a few others were eager to get pictures of them, but didn't want to get caught because we weren't sure how severe the consequences would be. We couldn't figure out why they wanted us to stay inside. If the planes crash landed, being inside the house wouldn't offer much protection.

I grabbed my boots to go find the best photography vantage point somewhere in the yard, put them away as I decided it was best not to leave the deck, and finally grabbed them again so I'd have the option in case I saw a really awesome shot. I snuck outside with the other few photographers, cameras ready. The stars were glittering faintly as the last of the pink sunset faded. The jets seemed to be putting on an air show, swooping around in various formations, relatively quiet for fighter jets. Each of them glowed with a pinkish red light. I don't remember many of the details beyond that point—we just watched the jets fly back and forth over the neighbourhood in the wide open sky, a few times thinking that the glow and formation made them look a bit like UFOs.

In the next part of the dream, I was at a Zellers or some other department store, located on the hillside of the Halifax waterfront—though I don't remember actually seeing any water (I think it might have been blocked from view by another much larger, solid row of buildings). The store was surrounded by other large buildings, and a few trees here and there, especially farther up the hill. A large part of the store was built on a slant, so you could just barely avoid sliding into another department as you shopped. Part of the store was illuminated only by the sunlight streaming in through the windows, and many of the surfaces were made of smooth black stone.

I was shopping for clothes with Mom for a short while, and left the department store briefly to go look for Dad, who had left a little earlier than us since he didn't have the patience to wait around. I think he had gone back to the car, but it was parked a ways away down a different street. I then decided to buy a couple of colorful floor-length summer dresses I had seen that were $50 on sale for $7, so I ran back to the store without bothering to find him first, and then I woke up.

Lately I've been shopping for pretty clothes a lot in my dreams :/

ok i remembered more earlier today but because of recent events <3 :3 lol I hardly remember this (lol that sounds so weird.)

-All can remember is that i "fell asleep" on my friend's shoulder. XD

P.S. What is a Spiderman kiss?

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

A friend and I had decided to sign up for the Food Network show Chopped, which is like an elmination every week reality show for cooking. We both get onto the show and are very happy. Me and my friend (H) get on the bus, which will take us to the set of the show. H and I sit down, and we're surrounded by other contestants. We try to socialize with them, and found one girl to be really nice. I don't really remember much of her, who she was, or what she said, except that she had a very narrow face, olive skin, and dark brown wavy hair with bangs that covered a lot of her face. I remember looking at a brochure for Australia, which led me to realize that these contestants came from all over the world to compete on this show. Finally, the bus arrives at it's destination. H and I get off with all the other people to find us standing in a mostly empty parking lot. We see the hosts, but I don't really remember them too well. I'm standing there and listening as we are assigned our first challenge, when I suddenly come to horrifying realization.

I can't cook. In real life, I can make ice, and that's pretty much it. Even when it comes to simple things like trying to cook Kraft macaroni, I end up failing. Both times I tried to make it, I ended up making people sick...oops. Anyways, so that's when I come to the not so horrifying realization that I'm dreaming, thus making me lucid. Yay!

So, I ditch Chopped. I remember the other contestants mocking me and jeering at me for being such a baby and backing out before the show even started, but I ignore them.

Suddenly, I am somehow transported to a very modern looking mansion type office building. I see random DCs walking around, but I ignore them, too. I have a goal in mind. I find my friend N walking around, and I approach her. I ask, "Have you seen Arthur anywhere?" referring to my absolute favorite character from Inception, as portrayed by one of my favorite actors, Joseph Gordon-Levitt. I figured that if I ask someone where he is, implying that I already know he's here, I'll be able to find him. Other methods, like trying to make people appear by summoning them with mind power, never work outs for me.

N says, "Yeah, I know he's around here somewhere. Just keep running down the halls and turn the corner, you should find him." We both set off running down a hallway, and right before we turn the corner, and outstretch my arms, because I really wanna give Arthur a hug. (Don't judge, I'm a huge JGL fangirl, ok?) But instead, to my dismay, I turn the corner to find my old 7th grade English teacher wearing footsie pajamas. That image will never be erased. I keep running down that hallway, once more outstretching my arms. When I turn the next corner, I instead find my Grandma running towards us. As horrible as it makes me sound, I don't feel like hugging my grandma, so I disappointingly put my arms down again. I ask N, "Do these hallways just keep going and going?" and she replies, "Yep, pretty much."

Eventually and thankfully, though, I somehow manage to get out of the constant hallways, and I'm standing in this hotel-looking lobby. I enter a doorway, in which I find myself standing in a HUGE ballroom place, FILLED with people. I automatically know that these people are all celebrities, and if I'm going to find Arthur/JGL anywhere, it'll be here. I see a set of modern looking stairs that lead up to a platform, so I run up to get a good view of the crowd. It's obviously a very formal event, because all the men are wearing tuxedos, and every single woman is wearing a fancy, sparkly black dress. They're all talking and mingling very loudly.

Wanting to get their attention, I as loudly as I can yell out, "HEY! EVERYBODY QUIET!". It actually worked, and everyone turned up to look at me. "I'm looking for Joseph Gordon-Levitt," I shouted. Suddenly, I notice a figure beginning to walk away, only to be pushed back in place by a random group of people. It's JGL! Yay!

He begins walking again, towards the exit, wearing a rather awkward smile on his face. He obviously doesn't want to be here.

Oh, and he had facial hair. Don't know why that's important, it just is.

Anyways, my mom suddenly is standing by me, and she says, "Well? Go on and catch him!" I run down from the platform and down the stairs, chasing after him. He begins to run faster. Now we're out in the lobby. He still has that weird smile on his face, which was starting to get creepy. He sat down on a couch in the lobby, and he looked slightly upset. (Still smiling, though. Don't know how he managed that.) I found a random drink kiosk and decide it would be smart to buy him a beer, which cost $7. Geez. But he refused to take it. And he wasn't saying anything, so matter how much persisting and prodding I did. Man, he was stubborn.

Then, I "wake up." That's right, folks, I'm now in some sort of a false awakening. Except, in this "reality", I'm sitting on the same couch that Joseph Gordon-Levitt was just sitting on, and I'm hugging a water bottle. My best friend H is there, and she laughs at me for falling asleep in such a position. I tell her about the dream that I just had.

Then I actually wake up. But, being the lazy teenager that I am, I went back to sleep, even though it was probably already noon. Oh well.

I'm thrown straight into lucidity. This time, I'm in this strange indoor pool place, with lots of walls that you have to climb over to get to the pools. There are lots of scattered pools that are dark and murky, but I swim in them nonetheless. I remember swimming in this one pool, doing lots of spins underwater. I heard some man say, "Huh, I guess the water's not toxic, then." I'm pretty sure he was the manager of the place.

I get out of the water, and lo and behold, sitting on a couch by the edge of the pool, is Joseph Gordon-Levitt. Also, to my surprise, I had transformed into and older version of myself and I looked completely different. Usually in lucid dreams I have lots of difficulty changing my appearance, but this time, I didn't even try. I looked just like Sarah Roemer, an actress from a show I used to watch called The Event. Hmm, random.

Anyways, I walk up to JGL, who I know is supposed to be Arthur. He looks extremely depressed and lonely, and I automatically feel really bad for him. I guess I'm supposed to be his best friend, so I decide to go sit next to him. Turns out he has to apply for this design school and to do that, he needs to fill out an information card about him. He's too upset for whatever reason to fill it out himself, so I offer to do it for him. He gratefully accepts my offer.

I notice he has a picture with him. It's a picture of a little girl and a little boy dressed in their Halloween costumes, with the little girl dressed as a princess and the boy as a pirate. I realize it's supposed to be the both of us, and discover that I'm not his best friend...I'm his little sister.

Crap.

I still have to fill out the info card, but I pretty much know nothing about him. Inception doesn't tell you much about our dear Arthur. But what kind of sister doesn't know these basic facts about their big brother? I really wanna play the part, though, so I stay cool. Eventually, there's a part on the card where I have to put down his age. Problem is, I don't know his age. I jokingly ask, "How old are you?" as if I was just messing around. He looks rather annoyed and answers very sarcastically, "Nine." He wasn't giving me a real answer. I put down '9' on the card...then he looks at me like I was crazy. "Why are you putting that down? I wasn't being serious. Put a '2' in front of that nine." I do, and say, "So...29?". He gives me a look that says, "Duh."

Then he starts shaking his head and says, "Can we just skip to the 'About Me' part? I'm getting tired of this." I do, and ask what he wants me to right. He shrugs, and mumbles "I don't know." I sigh. Obviously, Arthur here isn't gonna be very cooperative.

Somehow, we both get transferred to some school where he is giving a presentation on design to some kids. But, he's still really depressed. After the presentation, he just sits down in a chair, frowning, and he's not talking again. Perfect.

All the kids, who I realize are kids that I go to school with, start clapping for him, including me. Hey, I'm not gonna be an un-supportive sister. Then, the kids walk up to him and start trying to make him move, by waving in his face and stuff. He's not having it, though. He looks pretty spaced out. I catch of glimpse of his face through the mob of kids around him, and you can just see the pain and sadness in his eyes. It was pretty intense.

Now I'm not Sarah Roemer anymore. I'm my regular self. I realize one of my best friends J is standing next to me. She asks, "Wait, why is he so upset and stuff?" I just shrug and say, "I don't know. I'll just ask him on the car ride home." She nods at this apparently perfectly acceptable answer.

One girl I know, M, starts poking her finger in his face. Then...he sneezes on her, causing everyone to start cracking up, and, guess what! He actually smiled! So much for the seriousness of the dream. Oh well.

I'm transferred to another part of my dream, and I'm no longer lucid. Sad, sad. Anyways, I guess I'm at school, but it's my old elementary school. Class is about to start, but I could not for the life of me find my locker or remember my next class. I was completely confused. I start walking down the hallway towards a random classroom, where I find a teacher who I vaguely recognize. She asks me to help her with some classroom chores, and I comply. When I try to explain to her that I can't remember my next class, she ignores me.

Then, the assistant principal walks up and stands in the doorway. I try to tell him that I don't know where I'm supposed to go, but he just says, "Oh, that's too bad," in a kind of joking manner. Which I can totally picture him doing in real life, by the way.

The dragon has risen from its slumber. I wake up, completely intrigued by the awesome dream I just had. When I think back to that last little part of the dream, I keep picturing Rebecca Black, so I'm pretty sure she was somehow involved. God, I hope she wasn't singing.

Also, on a side note, I feel very achieved. I've transformed my appearance, hung out with a celebrity, and lucid dreamt somewhere other than my house, which were all personal dream goals of mine. All in all, it was a definite success. Yay!

I was in who'll again and it was time to leave so I went to walk out the doors and realized that I had forgotten something and went back to get it. While I was going to get it I saw one of my enamies and fought with them a little bit then walked off after spilling a little blood. I saw a girl wandering the halls and decided to follow her and see what she would do. I followed her all the way out of the school and out into some field. Where were random items scattered around the uncut grass. We met and talked and soon became friends but then night fell and some creatures came out and I hid from them while she pretty much was playing with them... Then I woke up as my phone rang...
I fell back asleep again and in it I was visiting my grandma and while I was there I decided to play a board game but I didn't know that it would shoot off real fireworks at some points and one crashed through the roof as a few others followed behind, leaving a thick black cloud of smoke. I woke up as she started yelling and threatening to hurt me..

7/20/11

WILD/FA/DILD

This dream occurred during a nap. It started when I woke up and was able to WILD. It includes multiple battle scenes, but because the dream is so long, I am missing pieces. For the initial WILD, I had a strong butterfly feeling in my stomach as I entered the dream.

After I felt my stomach drop, I did the nose RC and I had successfully WILDed. I stood up from my bed but the room was dark and fuzzy. I spun around like 4 times and rubbed my hands together. This did not clear up my vision. As I stumble out the door, I lose the dream and have an FA.

I "woke up" in my bed with two girls in the room. They were apparently my friends and one may have been SW. I told them I just had a lucid dream and we started talking about it. We thought it would be cool if we could all become lucid and try playing instruments together in a dream. I lay back down in my dream bed and attempt another WILD.

I sat up in the same bed with the girls there. I did an RC and I was dreaming. So I try to play an instrument like we planned earlier. I chose a saxophone but it looked like a lot of work to assemble, and it seemed like a waste of lucid time so I left the room.

There is a large gap in my memory here. I think I lost the dream soon after and FAed once or twice. I believe I tried a few sexual endeavors. I remember I was hanging with a group of bandit type people and probably fighting. This is where the memorable stuff starts.

Something bad happens with my team of DCs. We were trying to accomplish some goal and failed. The leader of the group looks like an Indiana Jones type character. He said we have to go deeper into the dream; it was the only way. Despite the Inception reference, our goal was to take down the server, like in the matrix. I realize that I am still dreaming and I am facing a giant metal cylinder and I peer down into it. There is only white abyss. Im not afraid of death, and the leader thought it was the right idea. We all leap into the tube (probably 15 ft in diameter) and land in this hallway with metal walls. A lone stormtrooper is standing at the end of the hallway and the leader incapacitates him somehow. I say "secure the blast doors" just because I thought it was a funny Star Wars line to say. And then I heard a stormtrooper voice say the same thing. We run forward to engage more troopers.

I split off from the group and enter a room with a few stormtroopers and many big metal boxes just sitting in the middle of the room. As soon as I see the first trooper I use a force push. He falls back like 10 ft. and stays down. I look at another and I shoot a web spiderman style right at his face. I retract the web so he is thrust toward me. I grab him and use him as a human shield as I reach into my pocket. I expect to pull out a handgun and dig for 3 seconds until I feel the right shape. I pull it out, jam in a clip, and shoot over the troopers shoulder at another. I only have like 5 shots before I run out. I drop the gun and charge another trooper. I punched him once in the face and he went down. (Im not sure what happened to the trooper I was using as a human shield. He may have just fell down.) I rejoin my team and we push forward. I lose the dream soon after.

I have another FA and I wake up somewhere that is not my house. I needed to drive back home, but I was still very tired. I was trying to drive with my eyes barely able to stay open. It seems pretty dangerous so I pull over. My buddy SC comes up on a bike and I grab one and start riding with him. After a few minutes I was tired and complaining about the bike ride. I was like, "this sucks, I bet im dreaming and I dont even have to do this." Not really expecting it to work, I perform an RC and it does. I double check and I am dreaming.

I tried to show SC that I was dreaming by making a DC levitate. I point out my hand and try some telekinesis. Although telekinesis is one of my most consistent lucid abilities, it didnt work. The DC only looked up as I tried to make her float. We enter a bar in a small courtyard area. There are only guys in the bar when I walk in. Two people are slouching in chairs. We go up to them and they seem pretty hostile. I decide to fight for my dignity. However, there was just a lot of failed control moments. I try many of the same moves as with the stormtroopers but they arent as effective. I decide to pull out another gun, but it jams or something. And it turns out he has a bigger one. I was able to land a few good blows on one, but I was disappointed for being lucid and him only being a DC. Despite this, he was impressed and let us chill at the bar. It seemed to be some sort of test for toughness and I passed. He introduces me to the bartender and I find a girl that I start fooling around with. I soon wake up

I had full control in these dreams but did not realize I was dreaming.

Most memerable
It was a brilliant star lit night and had gone out from from my parents apartment to see my cousins who were sitting in my grandparents RV. I discussed with them whether or not we should drive away but decided not too because we could get in trouble. I suddenly lifted off the ground and watched as the RV grew smaller and the rest of the neighborhood revealed itself. I circled about my house and flew just above and between some trees above the road.
I kept circling back and around the whole town. It was absolutely awesome to see what it all looked like from above.

Recurring flying dreams
There was a tall grassy field on the hill near our apartment that we used to play in all the time. At night I often dreamed that I would take off flying at that field or from right outside my apartment. I would always kind of lean forward and lift myself into the air. As I got higher I would float around and gain speed. If I was on a roll I could fly very far and high. I was so convinced that I had actually flown that I tried to fly in waking life... It didn't work even though I had flown before!!! It was then that it occurred to me that I had only flown in dreams.

Found myself out on a temple like dock a few feet above beautiful almost tropical water. Below the surface I could see shimmery golden sand. I dove in and took a look around. Underneath the temple were support pillars that stretched out for quite some distance. I decided to explore and swam underneath the temple. Swimming was exhilarating. I eventually reached a point where the there were walls around me instead of pillars.

Underneath the temple the environment was even more beautiful than before. Everything was luminescent and waves of light moved along the stone sides and ceiling of the paths I took. I continued to swim as I figured that I would find something priceless somewhere beneath the temple. I rounded corners and swam through tunnels sifting through the golden sand as I went.

I eventually found a something as my hand pushed its way through the soft sand and hit something roundish in shape. Pulling it closer as the sand drifted away, a beautiful gem about the size of a softball revealed itself. (If I remember correctly it was a darkish blue and and cut into a shape like that of a diamond to be set in a ring. ) I swam back out to the surface and pulled myself up on the dock. I wanted to show someone the gem. I was about to go back under to see if I could find more but the dream faded.

5:30 AM

Part One
Found myself with restless male DCs, fighting, wrestling etc. They were pretty typical except that they seemed to be from the old west some how. One of the DC's was pretty different from the rest however. He somewhat resembled Michel J. Fox and carried a small pearl handled revolver. I decided to call him 42 and for some reason the fancy name suited him. This scene quickly evolved into a pre bar fight as we entered an old, cramped, poorly lit, dry and dusty bar / shop. Sitting at a small round table were a couple old possibly confederate men minding there own business. There were a few more standing around the place.

Not long after that a few DCs started talking smack about the old men in the building. I can't remember exactly what they were saying but it was something along the lines of "they bunch of money hungry bastards, blah, blah, blah." One of the guys at the table had enough of this crazy talk. I could see he was missing quite a few teeth as he clearly stated the obvious fact that "Do we look like we's rich folk?!!" "Cmon look over at 42 that fancy boy of yours",,,,,,,,,,,, a fight broke out as 42 who was standing by a beverage fridge reached for his revolver.

Part Two
The bar/shop quickly transitioned into a gas station with old west features as we proceeded to rob the place. The old DCs were all gone except two regular guys who I figured to be owner and manager of the gas station. Also, my original gang was armed while the two old guys no longer had weapons. I found the owner fumbling with a cash register so I plunged my (looked similar to a 9mm Glock but bigger) into his back. As he tried to put the handful of cash into a safe I noticed that they were large denominations. (dream reality $200 bills) and $500 dollar bills. He mostly ignored my gun and I had to snatch at the cash he wouldn't let go of. I got some of it and decided that it was time to go. Before I headed for the door the store manager handed me a receipt with lots of circles and numbers written in different color ink.

I began to worry whether or not the cops were waiting outside or not. I was bright outside so maybe we could make a dash for the forest behind the gas station and meet our getaway van at the road below. Or chance it pulling up front. I thought about finger prints for some reason and clumsily stuffed the gun under my shirt as I dropped some crumpled up paper on the floor. I woke up as we bolted out of the door.

note: If you haven't guessed I know nothing about guns or burglary.

5 separate entries? Good night of recall...

1. I'm watching the Simpsons, where Moe and Barney are the only two in Moe's Tavern. Both are fairly drunk and feeling vulnerable, and after a bit of dialogue they exchange a single kiss. Moe admits he was curious, and as soon as he does the bar begins to collapse around him. Dream cuts to "South Moe's," recast as an upscale drinking spot. However, pots of a black goop bubble behind the surface of the bar. Drinkers are littering the floor with their empty bottles, and as they do so the goop reaches out of its pots to grab them. The drinkers seem to dissolve before my eyes; Milhouse (dressed as Admiral Ackbar) screams "It's a trap!," while his mother's head lulls sickeningly on a bleached-white spinal column. Eventually Moe is the only one left in the bar, and he angrily tips over the pots. All the drinkers emerge, unharmed, and Moe orders them to clean up the mess as a lesson in environmental stewardship.

2. My high school friend S.M. has asked me to text him on Facebook, but I ignore his request. The next day, he and M.B. show up at my house bearing Magic cards, and as we play they both admit that they've been crushingly bored. I false awaken, then go to the computer and log on to Facebook. I see his text request again and ask myself, "Is this a dream?" I fail the reality check miserably and fail to go lucid.

3. I'm reading about Tarot readings I've done in my journal, only to realize that I've forgotten the staff portion of the Celtic Cross.

4. I'm at a flea market with the family, and we enter the main building through a sort of farmer's market area. Most things are reasonably priced, but bananas are $8 a pound and my mom flips out about it. Dad, fed up with her, enters a room containing clothes and life jackets. My brother has a smartphone with him, and dad wants to use it to check prices. The internet at the market can only be accessed through a medieval themed game interface, which costs $35. He buys it, but finds it very hard to enter web addresses, as letters change after entry (failed RC). Eventually he succeeds, and sees that his parking can be validated if he goes to the student union at my new graduate school. As he logs off, the game reports his session as a "royal history."

5. I'm at college, where I'm taking "History of Baseball." I get destroyed by the first test, and walk out dejected when I meet my old roommate, J.L. He carries a Whiffle bat and ball, and we play a little.

just a fragment this time, i was walking through a massive forest, i came out into a small clearing with an old cabin against a huge cliff, and a friend of mine i havent seen in some 22 years was standing there with a bunch of papers in his hand, and i said "hey! whatcha got there man?" and he started to walk away quickly and i gave chase and i kept trying to grab the papers but he kept avoiding me, and i couldnt even get close, i chased him into a small openeing in the woods and ended up standing on a huge cliff, and across the seemingly bottomless drop below, my friend was standing on another cliff maybe 1/2 mile away, and i said "damn, I wish i could channel in thei dream!" them i awoke....channeling, in case you guys might not know, is an ability in a series of books i'm reading now called, "the wheel of time" by Robert Jordan....be a cool ability to have!!

gee i seem to be haveing alot of dreams abut ancient skyscrapers lately..sheesh, in this dream, my room was in the basement of a huge ancient skyscraper, everything ive ever owne din my entire life was neatly displayed on floor to ceiling shelves in the back half of my room, and all my furniture i own now wa sin the front of the room......for some reason, i had it in my herad, i had to go to a friend of my mother shouse and repair her carpet...ive never installed carpet or repaired carpet in my life..but what the hell......i drove over to her place and parked off to the side, and snuck up to the front door......for some weid reason, i needed to fix the carpet and sneak out without beeing seen...i opened the fornt door, and heard a vacuum in the next room, so i want to yet another room and found the carpet had a mismatched square just laying over asquare hole cut in the carpet, there was a large mailing envelope on a nearby table, and i knew it was the pices of carpeting i wa swaiting for....i pulled the mismatched piece of carpet up, and opened the envelope, and realized, A> it was a dream and B> i knew nothng about capret repair...so i left everything as it was, but i took the mismatched piece with me...and i still heard the vacuum so i snuck out and ran over to my car....got in and drive away, my car suddenly turned into a bicycle, then the bicycle turned into a pogo stick, and amazingly, i started bouncing down the streeet towards home..i was amazed because ive never been good at pogo stick......ah dreams..gotta love em!! =) i get to entrance of my room/skyscraper and notice shelves all along the dirt wall behind the building, and on the shelves, things my folks have owned all through their lives......and i said to myself, "great, another yard sale, better check my stuff once again" i had the feeling that if my father found out i knew about the yard sale he would absolutely kill me, so i started to grab stuff off the slelves i wanted to keep and went ito my rom briefly, i hid stuff all over behind my stuff ont he shelves in my room...when i went back outside, the lady whose house i had just snuck into was there browsing, and i told her you get the presale special..whatever that was..dad came out at this point and i told him she was there browsing and i was helping her choose..and he went away....then these people started coming around the side of the building and going into and out of my room or some reason, i went in and they were just standing there, when i came in they went out,and when i followed them out, they went back in, so when i got the out of my room once again, all of a sudden there was an 8 foot wall below the door to my room, and everyone was gone except one guy.....it was Corey Haim! he said, "help me up so i can get my view in" so i cupped my hands together into a step, but he ignored me and said, "i have to do it myself, another bland challenge" i walked to rith right edge of the wall and there was a very skinny, maybe 6 inches wide staircase going up, so went up and got there the same time he did, and i said to him, "you should hae taken the stairs" and he replied "if thats what your sure they are" then I awoke...

i was in the store i manage, but it looked different somehow, my employer approached me and said "go get the paper boxes, we'll need them after all" i said ok, and started walking towards a strange door i dont remember being there, and real;ized, the store was now in the lobby of a skyscraper, theres were little empty shops, and empty offices all around the perimeter of the store......i went through a door in the back and around a few left and right turns, and ended up in a closet with 4 doors, one in each wall, and a lady standing there with the lid of a box on a shelf titled open, she was peeking into it, and talking on the phone, she kept saying "uh huh, uh huh, yeah, its theres, that too...i dunno.." etc. i started looking around for the paper boxes, and she said over he shoulder, as she walked out the door "of course, i did, tossed those papre boxes out myself" so i walked back to go to the store area, and got lost and ended up in a series of offices, that ran along one wall in the back of the store area.....i came out of one of the doors, and my employer was standing there with his hands onhis hips, and his girlfiend materialized right in front of me and said "well its not his fault ya know" and my employer pointed to the door i just came out of and said "MARCH!!!" to his girlfriend, they doth went through the door and all of a sudden i heard crashing and banging and grunting, and she yelled "you sonofabitch!!!" then more crashing, i sudden got really scared and as i was heading to the front door i awoke.......

I had this dream last night, before I even knew about Lucid Dreaming...I'd heard about it from my friend, who I'll call M. M said that he was trying to control his dreams, and that he was getting better at it every day. I thought he was crazy, until I had this dream.

A little background before we start, or the dream won't really make sense to anyone but me. My brother, G, has moved away to Alaska. He's 18. He's in Alaska working for Peter Pan Seafoods, as a conveyor belt worker. My other brother, B, is addicted to black tar heroin. A truck that G owns was left at our house, and B thinks that it's his and that he can drive it anywhere he wants. I hate him with a passion. He's trashing it.

Now the dream:
I fell asleep, and everything was normal. I don't normally dream, but tonight I did. I started out at my house, B was taking the truck everywhere, and I told him he needed to stop, and tried to keep him from doing it in some really ridiculous and impossible ways. I suddenly stopped and realized I was dreaming. One of the things I want most right now is for G to come home, and then he did! He helped me get B to stop driving the truck, then that night we stole B's car, and we go to a skate park. The skate park is the bowl one off of GTA IV, frequent players will know which one I'm talking about. Nobody was skating and it was boring, so we meet our friends, D and Ga, and we go to a golf course. Then, suddenly it's like I'm playing an RTS/Dota game, and I can see a mini map, and I can see that my house is being attacked (party) and then I can see me, G, Ga, and D all naked (our friends like to get naked and sit around fires..or just get naked and chill) and it's like I'm seeing it from a satellite zoomed in, and Ga is freaking out about it, he's self conscious (3/5ths japanese, lol) and so we all leave. Me and my brother, G, say goodbye to D and Ga and we part ways. Me and G go home and we realize we left the truck at the skate park (even though we stole B's car) so I wait on the street a couple houses from my house, it's very dark. G pulls up in the truck, and a girl gets out and runs away from him. G is just...idk what he was, he was acting so weird, like he was a zombie. Me and him start fighting about the girl, I told him it's sick that he would pick her up and scare her away like that. We start fighting REALLY bad, he ties me up to the telephone pole outside of our house, and starts making me twirl flaming sticks. Then I smack him with the fiery end of the stick and I get away from him, and then I suddenly have super strength and I'm chasing him and beating him, and he runs into the house, and I'm right behind him, he runs through the house and in his room, into his closet. I run in and see that he's in his closet and that it's open, so I shoved the door into him and step away in case he tries to shove it back, and he comes out looking at me kind of sad, and really confused, and he's holding a piece of paper. He walks up to me and shows it to me, and before I can see what's on it, I wake up.

I didn't have any control over this dream, but through the whole thing, I had a conscious mind that I was in a dream. I woke up and texted M and told him that I just had the craziest dream, and then I wrote it down. So I took some notes on what I could remember, the important parts, that would make me remember the whole thing, and researched Lucid Dreaming...and that is how my day went.

I was walking across the living room towards the front door, as soon as i reached the front porch an acquaintence i havent seen in some 3 or 4 years walks up into my enclosed front porch and i said hey! he said hey! and we went over to the clouch on the front porch and sat down and i opened a small cabinet in the wall above the couch, thats not there in real life..the entire inside walls of my porch were covered floor to ceiling wall to wall small cabinets, anyway, i opened a small cabinet and said to him..do i have a surprise for you! i pulled out a ziplock baggie full of joints and we started smoking, instantly the baggie was empty, allof a sudden my mom walked out onto the porch and layed dwon on the couch and started watchnig TV, the tv was no longer in the living room, it was embedded in the wall where the door to the outside should of been....strange...and my frien and i were sitting in recliners instead of the couch allof a sudden...i decide to go get more coffee, even tho i didnt have a cup to begin with, and i tried to get my friend to follow me so as to not disturb mom, and he said in a really loud obnoxious voice, 'WELL, WHERES MY COFFEE!?!?!?!?! YOU DIDNT OFFER ME ANY COFFEE!!!! WHY DONT YOU GO GET ME SOME F***iNG COFFEE!!!!!!!!" he is normally pretty loud when he talks but never obnoxious....so i got towards the kitchen, and i say over my shoulder "why dont i throw in some ice cream while i'm at it!!!" he didnt say a word, all of a sudden i'm in an ancient officve building, not a computer to be seen, rotarey phones everywhere, and rolodexes etc.....and this acquaintence of mine was sitting in a raised booth that was about 10 feet off the ground in the middle of all the offices and he kept yelling if i had found the coffee yet, and to hurry up cause his ice cream was melting...every time i tried to go elsewhere int he building i would end up infront of his booth and he was yelling louder and louder...i would go thrught a door and appear infront of him......i finally ran into a woman ive seen in my dreams from time to time over the years, and she said to me "i hope you dont tell him we're out of creamer!" THEN I WOKE UP....

I fell asleep on the couch in the living room the other day, all of a sudden, i floated up off the couch, over the wall between the kitchen and living room, and landed by the kitchen sink, i turned on the water, and floated up and over the wall again backwards, like doing the back stroke, and i flipped around in the air in the middle of the living room and lay down gently on the floor about 5 or 6 feet from the couch, and as soon as i touched down, i woke up, for real, and i was actually lieng on the floor in the exact same positoon i was in when i landed there in the dream....very strange...did i fall off the couch and the falling sensation made me dream of floating, did i sleep walk? i have no idea..but it was a very bizarre experience...