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Had some fragment about me trying to find a pill that would change my hair color. I remember seeing a light blue pill with tints of pastel pink. I imagined someone taking it and seeing their hair end up light blue with pink highlights.

7-7-11
Plans for the Night
Christiaan is working at a kitchy hipster roller skating rink and wants me to come visit her while I'm in town. I tell her if I can make it. Her and her sister are getting ready for work with rockabilly pompadors and matching blue and black bowling shirts. I say "how much is it to skate, Five dollars?" One of my group shakes his head no. "twenty?"

"That's closer."

"I may see you there later."

We go over to the caffe and I see a beautiful girl who looks like classic 70's farrah fawcet. I go over to talk to her and say "I remember you, Did you used to work at the Simoneauds market on Duperier?" She smiles and nods. "well, goddamn if you don't look a day. I used to have the biggest crush on you."

She asks me if I want to go out sometime. I reply "sure, I can bring my wife and we can all stare at each other awkwardly." She Laughs.

Taking Shots
There's a woman in a house who has a special medicine for me. She can give it to me in a drink or a needle, but if she uses the needle she'll have to "scrape off some scapula" to do it. I don't know what she's talking about. She gets annoyed and demands "do you want it or don't you?"

I say "Sure, Let's Do it." She takes out a little knife resembling a dentist's mirror and starts scraping at my sholder. She very quickly scrapes to the bone then pulls out a needle that goes right into my bone.

7-8-11
Prohibition Era Epic Fantasy
It's the story of the rise of the Gangster Smuggling Hobo King. From humble beginnings riding the rails with burlap sacks full of illegal sugarcane to make rum, This future king would run through yards and houses from farmers and G-men alike. In one instance he removes his own shirt and throws it over a barbed wire fence to climb with authorities in hot pursuit. In another he has sex with a fat ugly whorehouse madam so he can sell his rum in a new shanty town.

In another scene it is years later with the same smuggler sitting behind a desk in a chair so large it looks like a throne. A local police chief and mayor is standing with hat in hand.

7-9-11
Adam and Andy's gay wedding
Small ceremony with about 25 people there. People walking around with lots of food. April and I leave before the ceremony to go to another restaurant where there is more food. We go to the walmart to find a presant but wall mart is closed. There are still lots of cars in the parking lot. Walmart now has a movie theater inside of it. We go back to the wedding and the grooms party is walking down the aisle in rubber ghostbuster suits. I see Dan Hypes and he tells me to get in touch with Mel Ebling who now lives in austin. Later, Adam, Andy, April and I are picking through the bridal part y leftovers, small scraps of meat and tiny orange slices. Adam asks me if I am still hungry and would we mind if we went out for a slice of pizza.

Weird house

I was in a weird house with some woman I know from waking life. There was some music playing in the background or something. A few people were also there I didn't recognize. The woman was trying to shoo them out of the place. She kept making comments in my direction making it sound like she wanted me to stay so she could sleep with me.

I was trying to get rid of the people also... but suddenly everything changed. We were all outside at night time and running away from zombies. a few of the other people were changing into zombies. so much for getting laid... Always leave it up to Zombies to ruin your dream sex life.

Brother WTF.

I was by some pond at night time. I was freezing out. I was only in some swimming shorts but didn't think anything of it. My brother went up to me and said, "Okay I want you to pull me out if I freeze." and then he dived in and smashed his head on a rock at the bottom. I was freaking out but he came up just fine and started swimming.

i was still worried so I floated over the water to pull him up. His color was a pale blue now. but he was still acting fine.

WTF?

I was outside some house at night time. I saw Sam standing on the street and looking at me. Or maybe it was asuka? they were merged again? I went up o her but some red head girl I know from work started talking to me. I was trying to get past her when she started trying to seduce me.

the conversation made no sense. She asked me, "Have you ever made love?"

I said, "Yeah."

"how was it?"

"Wonderful. Really great in fact."

"I'm not talking about making love like a child..." I'm freaking out here trying to discern her meaning. does she mean I am a child or she is a child? Is she implying I make love to children? While I ponder that she finishes her sentence. "I'm talking about making love like an adult."

She grabs me and moves to kiss me when I wake up. I also sensed Sam's aura behind her firing up when she grabbed me.

Saturday, July 9

I. Lucid #13 – I Brought This Hand to Your House

The first memory I have of this dream is being in the passenger’s seat of a convertible that A.J.R is driving. I pop a zit and watch in the rearview mirror as a huge amount of stuff comes out. It looks like a soft-serve ice cream cone. We are on our way to stay with someone at their house. I do not know them or recognize them when we meet them later in the dream.

More things happen which I do not remember now.

I then remember sitting in their living room. The couches that A.J.R, S.B and I are sitting on are red. A.J.R picks up a magazine and opens it to find that it’s full of ants. This doesn’t bother him though, he goes on to observe that they have chewed a hole through the middle of the whole magazine. He sticks his finger in it although we tell him that’s probably a bad idea. The ants also are growing larger, they are suddenly a little more than half a hand’s length long. He flicks one of them onto the table and S.B kills it. This greatly upsets A.J.R. He yells and disappears suddenly, leaving the floor covered in these large teardrop-shaped gold or lighted objects. The owner of the house comes in and gives us a dirty look. I say “well, I guess we’re cleaning these up then.”

I close my computer, which to that moment I don’t remember having in front of me, and I place it on the footrest in front of me to find that my computer is already there. The one I put down has two stickers and the one sitting in front of me has three.

I start questioning reality as I’m looking at this, and as I ponder it I am suddenly in a completely different place. There is a blond girl next to me I haven’t met. I am in a place with a stone and walls, and I think it has a ceiling yet I am still looking up at the sky. I look down at my hands, and I can’t really explain the problem but I notice something wrong. I think I may have even had an extra hand. I start figuring this out loud to the girl.

“I had this hand with me when I got here, and this hand I brought to your house…” I pause for a second, looking at her and then say “we are in a dream right now!” I ask her some question, something like “do you know what this means?” I look at her for a moment as she stutters and babbles nonsense. I leave her and start walking around the room, stabilizing the dream. I’m not sure exactly how long this lasts, anywhere from 30 seconds to a minute and a half. I look at my feet and jump into the air, feeling the dream’s gravity.

The moment I had start running around doing all this, B.R my guitar professor walks in from the distance (the outsides of the room are completely dark) and comes slowly across my field of view, getting closer and closer to me. He gives me this strange smile, almost like he was daring me to talk to him. I don’t, I think I may have been afraid to because of how many weird dreams I’ve had recently about playing guitar with him in them.

I stabilize this dream pretty well, however I am still unable to bring myself fully into a dream and gain control of what I think and do. I still lack a specific plan or goal to accomplish in a dream, so as soon as I become lucid my thoughts race and I just run around, preoccupied with racing thoughts that I have to DO STUFF! Since there’s nothing around me except B.R whom I stupidly ignore, I run back up to the girl and try to kiss her, but this makes her mad. After a moment she has disappeared and another appears. I ask her nicely and she obliges. The act of closing my eyes is what ends the dream, I black out briefly and wake up.

I was working on a computer with Solimar. We were either at school or at the mall.

Dreamt that I was at a mall which was being ripped apart by some flaw in reality. Only some mall-goers were aware of the pandemonium, and even they didn't react. Others were caught up not in the chaos surrounding, but in conflicts of their own lives. I walked around telling dream characters not to cry, since all their pain would end at the end of the dream. Woke up after putting my arm around a teary girl huddled near a debris-ridden shoe store. The dream was in third person, and I was not me.

Dreamt I was with all the friends I made in a certain six day span. Someone had stolen our art, the art we made for each other. I even had a new mural on my wall for it, but it was missing. As was my parrot. Asking everyone relevant where I could find Nero, nobody had an answer. Finally, someone broke the news to me that I couldn't see her anymore--she had died. I start crying, but hearing Nero chirping and rehearsing in the real world, woke up.

non-dream dream lucid
(Fragments)

I am in some kind of alien forest with cool-looking plants, and I see a frog on the ground. I reach down to pick it up, and my hand starts burning. I throw the frog into a bush and look at my hand. There are swollen red marks all over it. I panic and show my dad, who says I need pepto bismol.
I also remember something about a gas station in the middle of the forest.


I'm at a school that looks slightly like mine, but it's in the forest at daytime. I go outside and a lot of the people I know are horses. I get in a mech from before and run. My mom drives up in a minivan, that is somehow outrunning my mech. I jump out of the mech and into the window of the minivan, then she crashes it into a lake.

non-dream dream lucid

I appear in a glass room with a few other people close to my age. We all run out the door and into a huge hangar with multiple mechs in it. I climb a ladder attached to one and it connects to my hands (some kind of neural control) and I run out of the hangar with the mech. There is a desert area with a lot of ruins, and some other mechs are there. We all run in different directions, and I end up on top of a crashed spacecraft. There are glowing balls of light, and when I touch it it powers up the weapons on my mech. After playing with the power-up things, a person in a uniform climbs onto the wreck. He said something about me being on some team that I remember nothing about now, but the team was apparently seen as the bad guys. I grinned, but he couldn't see me behind the glass of the mech. An alarm sounded, and all of the people in mechs ran to the same place. A small army of strange mechs without arms landed in front of us, and they kept jumping up and down like grasshoppers.

The commander told us that we had to lock on to shoot them, and we all did. My mech had two energy cannons below it's arms. Whenever you hit one of the grasshopper-things, it stopped jumping and fired a laser at me. A line appeared where it was aiming, so I could dodge it if I was paying attention. I grabbed a large handgun and fired balls of light at the enemies, and this one did more damage. So I continued blasting them apart until the grasshopper mechs were all destroyed.

I do not remember anything of this dream after that.

I am with my 2 best friends on the schools field, it was cloudy and I was talking to them about the Outlands Demo and how much i ******* want that game now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thats all i remember.

I was playing lazer tag and the round just ended, and the next game (i think) was capture the flag, our team was briefing and soon the almighty dream gods (i made them up right now ) made everyone decide that the bullets were deadly and this was a real war. So we all ended up in the conservation area except it was all rock and we were all shooting each other.


[sometime during that battle i distinctly remember looking at a LARGE tower far away with a dragon perched on top of it]

I woke up at my usual time ready for the day, and my day begins with a WILD attempt, so i closed my eyes, lied on my back, and did nothing, but then i said fuck it, and went to sleep again xD

the room I was in was drark and an EXTREMELY smaller verion of my living room with a sofa, a chair and a table and walls surrounding them.

I was in a room with my mother, who told me that my dad was very drunk (which IRL, he would be a LOT, and he would get mad and break furniture sometimes) and that i should try and talk him out of it.

Then my dad was in the room, and the conversation switched to my bike riding skills and my dad was repeating to me to not to enter anyones house and not to talk to strangers blah blah xD

The dream faded awayyyyyyyyy.......

I had three (possibly 4) dreams that I remember from last night. And 2 of them were lucid!

The first dream was pretty short. I was in my old house, looking at my desk. I realize that my monitor isn't there, and it should be. For whatever reason, that's what makes me lucid. So I calmly walk out of the house. I look around, and scrutinize everything I'm seeing. I'm also rubbing my hands together, just in case. I start walking down the long driveway, thinking about what I want to do. I make a couple feeble attempts to have a furred friend show up, by expecting him to be right behind me. Having had no practice with this technique before, it doesn't work. I get a little discouraged, but not much. Around this time the dream falls apart, though. I wake up and it's around 6 AM, so I roll over and go back to sleep.

The second dream is shorter than the last. I'm lucid again (well, semilucid, at least) with no recollection of a specific trigger. I'm wandering around this big house that looks oddly familiar, but I can't place why. Again, I'm carefully examining my surroundings. I don't remember too many details from this one unfortunately, but I'm pretty sure the house familiarity is a false memory. The house looks vaguely familiar to my parents' friends' house, where we stayed last week for a wedding. But the house is a lot bigger than that, and arranged differently. Plus it has an indoor hot tub.

The third (and fourth if you wanna count them separate) dreams kinda blend together. There's one where I'm going through a regimen for psychic powers not unlike the DVASA regimen, but more ridiculous. I remember watching an older man I don't know use "telekenesis" to mess with a light, or somesuch. From my perspective though, it looked more like a double came out of him, and the double fooled with the light. The double also goes over to a nearby desk and eats a pretzel from a can sitting there, grinning at me. I remember flipping through some pages of my training book, but some parts of the book are missing, or were specifically cut. The only specific line I remember is something about "Zeta Awareness", which I think is similar to viewing auras but... not? I can't remember.

At some point this seems to meld with another dream where I'm inexplicably waking up in an unfamiliar area. I can't remember a lot of the details. But like some other dreams I've had, I was out and about wearing nothing at all, with some boxers at hand that I'm hoping to find a secluded place to put on. (The logic fails there, but the choice of dress makes sense. That's how I sleep, so naturally it ends up in my dreams occasionally.) At some point I'm on a highway, sitting on the trunk of a moving car as if that's the best way to bum a ride these days. I notice my dad back there, chatting with someone else as he moves towards the car. That's when I suddenly realize, it's not some random car but my parent's car. That's good, I need the ride. I think I try to hop into the still-moving car or something, but the dream is just too fuzzy. This is all I can put down with certainty.

It was like a whole movie. The dream begins with me sitting in a movie theatre, watching a movie, and there are several other people watching too. But the theatre isn't full, just a quarter full. All of a sudden, some kids, mostly very young maybe a few teenagers, all running in from the back of the theatre, past me, and up around the back of the stage. There were about thirty to forty kids, but the speed of the stampede was other than natural. And I sensed extreme fear.
They had just passed, and disappeared behind the screen, and no one else in the audience seemed to care, but I got the feeling that whatever scared them into moving like that, it might threaten me, too, if I just sit in my seat, so I got up and ran to catch up with them.
So I go behind the screen, up several flights of stairs, running and getting more scared myself. The kids all reach a bunch of theatre seats way at the top and at the end of the line, so everyone tries to hide. Nobody's really hiding too well, just in their seats, with their heads down.
A moment later a few adults come in, and turn on the lights; they see everybody, and start picking out different ones and calling lo each other, and also yelling out some chant at everyone. These are the people the kids were running from. I get picked, among other people, and I'm asked, or told, to do an operation on someone, and asked if I can be ready in three minutes. I'm handed, as are some of the other kids around me, a packet, with maybe a scalpel and a syringe and some medical-looking stuff, and the chant at us now is something like "we give you the power of life and death, but you have to use it for us and do what we tell you."
I'm getting worried and ask if I can make it ten minutes from now instead of three, thinking I'll try to escape. My offer is contemplated, and rejected.
I decide to make a run for it. Apparently we're about ten levels of balconies up in this movie theatre, all behind the screen, and each lower level is a little farther out, and there are big golden bars, so you can jump, holding on to the bars, and it's a series of small leaps, not a huge fall. I start leaping down, and I'm getting away, but there's a middle level that's much bigger than the others, like the concession stand area. I get that far, and they catch up with me. I'm not the only one who tried to get away, there are two or three others, and we're all cornered on this large, middle balcony. The chasers stand in the middle of the floor talk calmly to us, then pull up chairs and sit down and lecture us, calmly. It's like a manager disciplining an employee in his office.
But I and one or two other kids are in the corner, standing on top of something, and there's a big glass punch bowl. I smash the glass punch bowl, and we all start throwing the sharp chunks of glass at these 'managers'. Most miss, but two out of the three managers get up calmly, looking disappointed, and walk away. The one main guy walks forward, walks straight up to me, talking sternly and more forcefully. I put one huge shard of glass right into his forehead. Blood comes out, but he continues talking and talking, like nothing happened.
Now I and the other two kids are really scared, and we must have looked confused, because he breaks his monologue for a second, pulls the glass out of his head, and says "oh, this?" Then he starts pulling all the flesh of his head apart and off, and his skull is showing through, and he's still talking, saying something like "this doesn't matter, I'm beyond this." We're totally frightened by this, and we're corralled, brought back to the top floor where everyone else is.
I'm not sure what happened next. Some time went by, but I decided to make another run for it. I start swinging, jumping, holding on to the bars, going down the different levels again. They start chasing me again, but not that hard, just like I'm a nuisance, but they're right behind me. But I'm trying harder this time, and I have more momentum going, and as I'm getting near the bottom levels, I see some people on the side I recognize. I touch their faces as I go by to make sure they’re real, and they are, and it feels reassuring, at least I have witnesses, and they cheer me on. I make it to the bottom and I come out a door into the lobby of the real movie theatre, out of that whole supernatural realm.
The three pursuers are right behind me, and they follow me out into the natural realm. But several movie theatre employees see them, and it's like they've always known who they were but couldn't chase them into their own realm. They see these three guys, and they gather around each and stamp them to death on the floor of the lobby, chanting "flesh and blood, flesh and blood". It's like as soon as they followed me out into the lobby of the real movie theatre they were mortal, and totally vulnerable and easy to kill. I looked at the splattered bodies on the floor in the lobby.
The dream went on a little while longer, just me hanging out in the lobby and doing stuff. And when the shift was over, all the employees gathered by me smiling to say goodbye, and congratulations. And I looked at all their faces and I recognized them from somewhere, but I don't know where. It's not the story I would have liked to see happen. I would have liked to see reconciliation, not the killing. I thought there were no 'demons', and no fear, but I reverted to feeling fear. I hoped to do better in my next encounter.

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