non-lucid

Batman wrestler is on some spinning machine and his other wrestling buddies are spinning his around with pens (don't ask). looks like one of those things you see on a kids playground. He screams he has had enough but they keep spinning him. These wrestlers are reckless and are comedic. I did not have a dream body once again.

With mom, sister and brother in car. Sister asks mom for gas money since she is "paying for the trip". says it is $172. Mom gives her money but says that she doesn't see why she should since Hector is fine (the person who we visited). We drive. We see Jamal outside. He asks mom if he can work out his chest and shoulders today. Mom says no. Mom almost runs over my cousin Jamal. I give a "WTF" shocked face. Sister is talking crap to my brother. Brother is restraining himself. I give a one arm trapezius massage to my brother to calm him down.

Third person. Two guys sitting at a table with a crapload of weed, edibles included.

guy 1: NICE! -reaches for weed-

guy 2: NO! Boss said we have to sell our share before we even take any!

they end up smoking it.

i feel intoxicated in my third person view. Walls start to shift and i see faces in the wall. Although i already feel intoxicated without a body, i refuse to take the marijuana for unknown reasons.

i believe my body spawns here, and the guys disappear. I hear a voice with a strong presence talking to me about my decision and my life. He says something along the lines of "weed gives you good ideas, but you need to DO." i get this sudden urge of motivation and start doing a combination of front flips and cartwheels as he says, "GO FOR IT". I get so in the moment that i feel that i am about to tear from the adrenaline. I walk back to the house.

Third-person P.O.V shows a kid about 8 or 9 who is in some ghetto place of Africa. There are several floors laid with loose old bricks. The kid does crazy and dangerous life-threatening stunts. He says he does these stunts because he pretty much has nothing to live for. After he says that, the view ascends up the brick landscape slowly. As it gets onto the higher levels, a series of miniature skeletons appear on the rugged and dirty brick floor. As we ascend, the skeletons get much smaller. These are the skeletons of impoverished human beings. I now understood why the kid never cared if he lost his life doing those crazy stunts. I felt an overwhelming sense of sympathy and felt sorry for the kid.

I am chillin with some friends in a parking lot. Out of the crowd, i remember Sean, Tim, and possibly Billy being there. Sean spots a car and wants to jack it, but Tim insists that we jack the Honda. We get inside and drive who knows where.

Transition to being outside in the third person point of view. Some girl with a bun in her hair is spying but running from a couple of girls (One of them is Brittini) at the same time because they were cannibal traffickers. She keeps almost getting caught, hiding behind brick walls and bushes and barely avoiding their gaze. Some other innocent girl (Emily) runs into the screen and is in their plain sight but is cutting corners and running. Cut scene.

Transition to me in a room alone with my "friends". I now realized that they try to get rapport with you and gain your trust, convince you they are their friends and make you feel comfortable, only to make you vulnerable and turn around to sell your body to cannibals. I don't let them know that I know this. They leave the house and leave me alone there. I try to devise a plan to fuck them all up (don't know why i didn't just run away). As someone enters the door, i line up a haymaker to his jaw as he cuts the corner. It is my roommate who i am very close with so i end up not doing it. Later on, i end up awakening to my roommate actually going to use the bathroom in waking life and i act like i'm sleeping but keep a close eye on him because i think that he wants my body for protein.

Transition to me running outside planning my escape now. Some guy in a truck seems suspicious as if he was paid to keep an eye on me. He turns his head, sees me, and starts trying to follow me, but his clumsy ass crashes.

I am alone in a giant movie theatre with seats that are facing different directions. For some reason, i sat at a seat facing away from the screen and turned my neck to watch whatever it was....it felt comfortable at the time. I go below to the "help yourself refreshments" and spill water all over the place.

I am apart of some group dance going on on stage. I am reluctant and shy because it is improvised, but the other dancers cheer me on. As the split dancers emerge together coming from both sides, i start to get my groove on and come out of my shell. I end up really getting in the mood and doing flips and handstand push-ups. The group dancers were trying to hold me back and tell me that I am doing too much and that it is a GROUP dance, not an individual show off type of routine. Whatever. I keep doing my thing and disregard these fools.

I probably have trouble picking out what I am going to wear for church. I end up going shirtless. It's been a while since i've been there and i notice that I am different from the people there. Since I am shirtless, i start to get cold. I am slightly embarrassed and try to save face by walking out and going downstairs. I see some kids in the basement of the church and i either give them gifts or play with them. My mom ends up cooking there and plenty of less fortunate kids keep asking if they can have some of her food. She tells them that they are more than welcome to take whatever they want. From soda to turkey.