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I'm on the side of the rode with a broken car, I don't know how to fix it, but I know that there's a tracker inside of it. There are two people there with me that I don't really know or recognize, but I get a feeling that they can be trusted and that they are my friends. We're outside of the car, we open up the hood and begin looking for the tracker inside of it, we've looked everywhere and I have a feeling it's inside the engine so we decide to abandon it.

I'm now inside a quite large house in the middle of very huge grass field, our car is outside. We have camera equipment and a lot of weapons, we're professionally trained. Somehow I'm told or get aware of the fact that the government is after us, and that we're rogue assassins trying to escape them.. I hear a military plane swoosh by and see 3 helicopters reel down a lot of hostile forces into the thick and high grass. I'm very excited and feel no sense of danger what so ever. I'm in front of the barn, laying on the ground with a weapon that reminds me of a sniper rifle seen in the movie "shooter".. I see two enemy combatants, and I aim at them and I shoot them. Although I never actually pull the trigger..

I see this as an opportunity to run through the high grass as I know that our building will soon be packed with hostiles.. I run into the grass and for a brief moment I think to myself "wait a minute.... This isn't the real world, I can just fly away from here, I'm dreaming. This is a joke" I fly at ground level, through the grass into a miniaturized forest filled with trees. At this point I've already forgotten it's a dream. I fly very rapidly (faster than the sound barrier) through the miniaturized forest and it's absolutely packed with trees, I see no natural light coming from on top of me and the trees can't be higher than 5 feet. I still realize I'm being chased, although still very excited now and a bit worried. I keep flying very very fast for about 20 seconds, then I turn and to look back and realize I've only gotten about 150 meters in, and I can still see natural light from where I just arrived, now I'm a little bit scared, realizing I'll probably be caught and killed although still excited.

I keep flying and try to get away but soon realize that there's no point, so I drop to the ground and it's now a swamp. I end up inside the swamp, below water the only exception being my head. Even though I'm inside the swamp, there's solid ground in my reach, but it's only about 10 centimeters thick, and I can feel the "solid ground" from below, I put my arms below the ground because it feels interesting. At the same time there's a white wan approaching, I can feel it's hostile. They're chasing and trying to look for me. I become lucid again, and realize I'm in a dream, although it has zero relevance as I can't actually change anything, and I have no control now. I grab the bottom of the solid ground, and I can feel some kind of spikes, I like it. So I grab the spiky thingy that reminds me of a ball, at the same time I'm curiously trying to find out what the wan is going to do. This is when a lot of small gnomes with funky hair appear (can't have been bigger than 30 centimeters) They're very rude to me, although they aren't a threat to me they are extremely annoying. This all happens in pretty fast as I'm still lucid, trying to wake up.. I have a false awakening, and then I wake up what felt like moments later.

So last night I had some incredible lucid dreams, but I already wrote them down in my phone. I wanted to write down my dreams that I had after WBTB now before I forget, they were so story oriented it was great.

So my wife and I were riding bikes through the park. It was a normal sunny day, there were lots of people all around. My wife rode past this bench with four thug-ish looking guys before I did and when I approached heard all of this whistling and "Damn!". At first I was prepared to be offended, but one of the guys through up a high five for me to tap on my way by and said "Nice pickens." So I took it as a complement.

We got further into the park and put our bikes down. We began to blend in and talk with a group of people. One man in particular caught my attention. He was about my highth, a bit overweight- but had a sweet face. He had long grey hair except for a balding spot in the middle. He asked me if I had an extra smoke and we got to talking while having a cigerette. I was suprised to find out he was a very, very high up in the government.

Later on, I was at a highschool. I was there with my mother, my brother Jeremy, my sister and Jeremy's uncle. I hadn't seen all of them yet, I was kind of wandering by myself. We were mingling among the crowds when I noticed my friend I met at the park. I walked over to talk to him, he seemed very upset about something. There were a lot of events going on at this school, for some reason I was aware of a lot of them. My friend had a wife and two sons that were part of the dream, and the oldest son had a girlfriend that was also part of the dream.
So the staged presentations took breaks every now and then, and Jeremy and I both hit the exit first before everyone else. Even though we weren't even in the same place in the crowd. We'd go outside and talk for a bit. I remember there was a stairway outside that curved down three times. For some reason it was so easy to slide down the railing. First I'd slide down sitting, then I'd jump up and slide down the next on my feet. It was really fun. Anyways, we went back inside.

I walked over to my government friend and there seemed to be some distress going on. There were two government goons hovering over him. He looked a bit drunk or something, maybe just emotionally compromized. This whole school event included a recognition of people running for school body president. His younger son was the most popular candidate. I pulled out a cigerette, but his wife told me we couldn't smoke in here. I held it in my hand... sighing. I overheard my friend getting a little worked up. Apparently he started talking about some things he wasn't supposed to be talking about, and he knew it. But he was so upset. He turned to me and said can I have one of those, again? Pointing to my cigerettes. I said "I don't know dude. I think you're in a little bit of trouble already- don't push it."
He said "But you're smoking in here." with a pout face, but I told him they just told me not to, I just had one in my hand. The government goons were trying to talk to him, telling him he crossed a line so he walked out. My attention shifted to his oldest son and the son's girlfriend. I didn't like the oldest one, he was a bitch. I don't remember why I made that conclusion, there might have been some scenes before with him that I forgot. The girlfriend was saying "Please go talk to him, he's your father and he listens to you."
He blatently refused. This angered me so much that I walked over and smacked him in the back of the head, yelling "Go fucking talk to him, idiot." He still refused. His mother came up to me and started ranting at me with a plethora of "What the heck is your problem?" statements, I pointed to her son and said, that one's my problem. She continued yelling "You are definitly not invited to-" this and that, that and this. I said Good! And gave her the two funny fingers.
I walked out of the statium with my mom, she went to the car. My dad, Jeremy and Jeremy's uncle were hanging out with me on the stairs. We were talking about Jeremy's mom's house or something. I remember while we talked some of the wooden floor of the stairs on the other side of the stairs I already meantion, started to crumble. We then started talking about bad construction.

Later my mother was walking with me to the car. We're going to go to their has and apologize to Wesley. I said, who's Wesley? "The younger son who's running for school presedent. That scene back there probably effected his chances for president."
"Uhm... no, I'm not going over there. End of story." I said, I was still pissed off. We debated over wether or not we should, and I held my ground. I didn't go with them. But the next day, I went to the highschool and supported Wesley. I realized that there was absolutely no need to apologize. Everyone in the school was in love with him already.

So I went to work, and I noticed someone was following me. It was those government guys that was after my friend the day before. My co-workers Hernando and Luz were in. The guys came to the door and said they needed to take me for questioning. I knew it was because I heard what my friend had said when he was ranting in the highschool. He said something of high secrecy. My co-workers wouldn't let them in. They continued saying, "Uhm, no sir. Employees only, you can't come in."
I thought that was incredibly nice. The two ment finally got a foot hold in the door way and walked a step forward. They began saying all of these things about me that weren't true. I laughed at them. So did my co-workers. It was obviously false. They got the door shut and locked in their faces again, then my alarm went off.

Again, I had some fucking incredible lucids before this but I have to go to work soon so I'll write them down when I can.

dream : comments : lucid

29th of January, 2012

This was a difficult one to comprehend. At the time it was really elaborate and at one point I said “Man, this should be a movie!” but in recounting it, it became a bit convoluted and the timeline seemed to rewind in on itself.

Anyway.

I was at an old Hungry Jack’s (Burger King for Americans) and the woman took aaaaaaaaaaages to make my burger then ended up dropping it on the floor anyway.

Shortly after that, it came to pass that I was to be killed.

Nooks was having a baby that was going to forever change the course of history or something and the government were spying on us with satellites.
I told her that this had happened before (weird dream spiral- sometimes I talk about dreams in dreams as if they’ve happened previously) and I hid in her garden to prove it. At that point, a black SUV drove past and I knew that shit was about to get real.

An agent came up to us and showed us pictures of us taken from space and told me I could end all the suffering by just letting them kill me. He went to show another picture to some guy but I told the guy not to look at it because without seeing them he could at least believe it wasn’t true.
A big fight broke out between me and the agent and I ended up pinning him against a wall with a table crushing his neck. I released him just as he was about to die and finally, defeated, agreed that they could kill me in my sleep as long as they did it quickly.