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17.05.2011

Readings and healing at the backroom (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was at work, but the store was way bigger and I had a different manager. I was told something and the manager started to laugh.

I went to the backroom where I found a kitchen and met with a psychic. I had to find a light or something. The psychic told me she had a light, made out of her energy. She told me that as I was a psychic too, I could hold the light, but non psychic would just make the light vanish.

The psychic offered a reading, but I told her I could make my own readings as I was able to Read the tarot. The psychic opened a small box with joints and cigarettes, offering one. I told her I did not smoke, besides of the eventual cigar. I decided to take a cigar.

A few moments later, the psychic was giving a reading to a guy about his work. She told me that I needed to heal that guy after the reading, and I agreed. However, the psychic was smoking and bothered the guy who was receiving the reading. A few moments later, the psychic was a medium now and she needed to find some evidence on the Spirit World.

Somehow I remember this a while after I woke up it all came rushing back.
I remember the start to be at my aunts house trying to find patches to quit smoking and I don't smoke... Anyways I asked if I could go to the store to buy them. She said no to me and this is my aunt, not my Mom so that was also weird.
Then I went outside to see snow everywhere and all around my car. I started to walk to the store when my Dad appeared and interrupted my mission to get these patches(I believe i forgot about the patches at this point because later I never drove near a store). So i walked back with him and shoveled the snow around my car. I drove down the driveway which was around a kilometer long right to a street cutting across it diagonally. I stopped for the sign, and suddenly a snowmobile drives across the intersection and does a backflip without going off a jump in like 10 feet.
Basically this:


In ten feet. Epic.
What happened next was even weirder as somehow I was now the guy driving the snowmobile down the narrow main street. There was no lapse in time or apparent relocation of my body, so I assume my brain invented false memories to allow this to make sense.
After that weird instant, I noticed dozens of cops chillin on the sides of the road, suddenly noticing my presence and a pursuit began between me and a jeep(military) with some woman cop in the back. She had a bull horn and was yelling and screaming through it telling me to pull over. I was annoyed seeing as I did nothing wrong. I stopped, then they pulled off and raced down the main street out of sight.
Then, the dream skipped and I had stopped to enter the basement of some building. There were a bunch of kids in the basement and one asshole with a baseball bat threatening to beat them up. I walked over and he advanced on me. I stayed still, and held my ground. I didn't move and told him that he won't do shit with that bat, after much staring and intimidation. He stopped being tough, so I rallied the kids (16 years old-ish) to beat this ass up and I remember the advance of people towards the guy with the bat, but the dream skipped again.

I think I woke up for a few seconds and then went back to sleep to find myself in a room like my dorm here at school. The room was a huge, tall ceilinged brick walled white room. I noticed a stove that was on(weird) but then everything changed and my Dad and Sister were now in front of me in a line to some counter. There were lots of old geezers standing around waiting too. My Dad said something and then busted out a cigar. He took a toot off of it then I got it somehow. I smoked it like crazy and it was a delicious, amazing cigar. After I smoked it for a while it went out and the dreams ended altogether.

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