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05.04.2014

Almost Tripped Over a Girl & She Wants Me to Enter a Dark Room (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m walking inside a fairly dark room where the center seems to have the most lighting. There’s an attractive female that’s about to get up that’s diagonally to the right of me. I happened to be going towards her, and accidentally bumped into her. I almost trip, but I grab her hand, almost as if I was going to dance with her, I planted my feet just right, twirled around, and then ended it off with her back bending while I leaned forward on her.

After apologizing to her and all, she seems she wants me to come into a very dark area. She almost had me, seeing how she had a smile that was so radiant, it was difficult not to move as if she put me into a trance. She’s inside the dark area, and motions her hands quickly for me to follow her, but I most likely didn’t go there.

Since the last time I let a female walk me to a dark area, I couldn’t breathe, and woke up with salvia almost foaming out of my mouth. No thanks, honey.

Also, she had light milky brown hair, and had a slightly powdered face than usual, or it could be the lighting that makes it seem so. I believe she wore a light sky blue tank top along with very tight yoga like pants, or something like that, not really an expert on female clothing names.

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05.04.2014

FemBoy Juice, Now Available At Your Local Grocery Store! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside a grocery store, and I directed myself to the Dairy section. I eventually reached an area where they’re selling something called “Femboy Juice.” I look at it for the sake of curiosity, and paid attention to the composition and colors. It looked like it was similar to skim milk, at least from the purple colored box with the yellow cap.

I put it back, and I guess I go to wherever in this grocery store.

Date: August 23, 2013
Method: MILD & WBTB (hoping for a WILD)
Total Hours of Sleep: around 9

Dream:

Dreamed I was in a grocery store as a worker. Food and garbage was everywhere. I was with my mother and daughter and we were dressed as maids. Before we got dirty we decided it would be best to wash up in the nearest restroom. The restroom was filthy and didn't have any soap to wash our hands. I somehow knew I had soap in my pocket and sure enough...I pull out three separate bars of soap for each of us to wash up before we get our hands dirty!

Frag:

Talking to someone.

1: A small fragment at my friends house. 2: A dream about getting drunk at a party in a big house. 3: A dream about weed, a trumpet bong and a homeless dealer. 4: A dream about me working in a mobile library.

• I am with two good old teenage friends of mine. The dream is not about back then, when we were younger, but we are as we are today. The front door of my friends house reminds me of an apartment that we had lived in earlier in my childhood. It is very neat and clean inside. We have a big hangover and we talk about the previous night, where we drank a lot of alcohol. One of my friends talks about how much money he spend that night.
  
  The house was purely dream fiction, but it had some interesting familiar features. We often used to hang out together on hangover days back in my teenage days.
  
  
• I drive a big black car. It feels new and comfortable, some good old friends are with me and some other friends follow us in the little blue car of my grandmother. We drive down a small curvy road through a forest.
  
  There is a parking area down in the valley and I decide to stop, because we are looking for a nice place to rest and to do our barbecue and camping, we have everything we need in the trunks of the cars.
  
  My friends from my grandmothers car seem upset, they say this is not a nice place to stay, they want to go further. But one of them had spotted a big party as we were driving on the hill, so we decide to leave the cars for now and take a look. So we walk upwards again on the small curvy road through the forest, where we came from. The walk is about 1 km and we take our time, we are not in a hurry at all, it feels like we all have summer holidays and this is our big vacation together or something like that.
  
  We finally get there and there is indeed a big house with music and a lot of people. Somehow they are of course strangers, but it feels like we are all friends and we are definitely welcome at the party. We start drinking a lot of alcohol, the party is held throughout the whole house including the second floor and the garden, there are people everywhere.
  
  At a later point we are all drunk and I gather my friends to tell them that I need to go down to the cars to get something. None of them wants to join me, they laugh and are clearly drunk and so am I. I think 'f*** it, I'll just go by myself'.
  
  I try to figure out where we came from, so I walk around the house. I almost choose a wrong path, which leads to some fields with high grass. Suddenly I remember it, and I turn around and walk across the street and towards the small curvy road through the forest that leads to the cars in the valley. As I'm walking, I think that time moves so fast when I am that drunk, while it is slowed down, when using weed.
  
  The big black car was cool. The dream had a nice summer holiday feeling with the good company of friends instead of the everyday worries. It is astonishing how well dreams can simulate the state of being drunk or being high. Also, I find it interesting how socially active I am in my dreams, like I was some years ago. Nowadays I choose to be socially more isolated, not that I don't like people, I still love them, but I am just rather by myself at my current stage. My dreams do certainly not reflect that.
  
  
• I am with a group of 10 people around my age. They are a mixture of friends and acquaintances. It is early in the evening and we walk and relax together. We gather on a playground and just hang out and talk.
  
  I have a black friend and we go and sit on a bench at a bus stop. He pulls out his bong, which I know he had for a long time and that he uses it quite regularly. I listen to the familiar sound, as he uses it and at that moment I think to myself, 'funny that I don't smoke anymore, it's been a long time already'.
  
  As I watch him with his bong, it occurs to me that it looks like an old trumpet. He must have somehow build a bong from a trumpet and some dark glass. It looks nice and stable, though. I ask if he cleans it every now and then, because I imagine it must be very hard to clean that thing, it is so unique. I get no response, he just smiles. I find it is a delightful sight and sound to just watch him handling it. And yet I find that I have no urge to start smoking again whatsoever. I am allowed to inspect the trumpet-glass-bong closer. I suck on it (without weed, just for the feel and sound) and I immediately get some water in my mouth, I spit it out and give him back his trumpet bong.
  
  There is a man coming to the playground, he looks old and homeless. The group of friends and acquaintances gather around him and he pulls out a big zip lock bag filled with marijuana. He starts selling nice, green and round buds to everyone. I think, 'wow, what an intelligent disguise for a dealer. A homeless looking old man with a bag of weed, which I estimate to be worth some thousand euros. He is not old and poor, he is smart!'.
  
  I know that I have money in my purse, so I take it out and look at two 5-euro notes. Another close friend of mine takes out 10 euro as well and we decide to buy something, just because it has been so long time since and because we can. We go after the old dealing guy, who is about to leave the playground.
  
  This is MJ calling for me once again. I had many dreams about cannabis when I stopped using it completely more than a month ago, this dream is like the final residue of that. I never had a close black friend, but in my dreams I often do.
  
  
• I am on my walk home. It is daytime in a residential area, but it is totally quiet. Then there is this big bus stopping at every corner and honking and calling for the people living there, but no one ever responds. It is the bookmobile trying to get peoples attention.
  
  I think to myself that I can maybe get a ride home or I could even ask for a job. So I speak to the driver, and surely, I may join. So I walk around in the back of the bus, which is filled with books and neat little reading corners, the mobile library has two floors.
  
  We drive around in the neighborhood and the driver calls the people by their family names, apparently he knows them all. No one ever gets on the bus, which I think is sad, because people don't realize what a great thing they are missing out on. I decide that I will just make the best of my situation and find some interesting books to read, while I'm 'working' here. I am excited, because there is so much variety to choose from.
  
  The bus drives into a grocery store and parks between the shelves filled with canned food. It starts to fold out and to transform into a temporary stationary library section of the grocery store. The shelves start moving as well to make space for the transforming bus. The process does not seem random at all, but very well planned and well-orchestrated.
  
  The driver takes out 10 waffle irons and tells me that I have to make waffles for everyone who visits our mobile library, there should be people coming soon. I am overwhelmed with the whole situation and I find it weird. But on the other hand it is a creative idea, I think. So I begin thinking about how to manage that task. Shouldn't be that hard, I think, there should be cooking books among the books and there should be all the groceries I need somewhere in the store.
  
  A nice, creative surprise by my subconscious.

Hello DV! It's been a while. Over the summer I haven't been keeping very good track of my dreams for some reason. So ... oops, my bad. But this morning I had a super crazy dream so I felt inspired to post again.

I'd say this was semi-lucid, maybe lucid? I don't think I quite realized I was dreaming, but it was really vivid and at the same time I realized it wasn't real and that I had control over it ... I don't know, it's kind of hard to explain. It was pretty intense/disturbing, but I felt pretty chill throughout the whole thing because I felt more like I was acting as a different person (that is, I wasn't really myself) and I felt like I was in a movie or something so I knew it wasn't real life. But anyway, the dream:

I'm walking through a forest that's completely destroyed and there are crashed spaceships everywhere. I'm walking with some other girl and for some reason I know we're going to meet some robot who was sent to help us by the girl's brother. Suddenly we're walking past these two rows of robots on either side of us and they're all identical––they're person-shaped/sized but all white and shiny with glowing blue eyes. I'm wondering which one is supposed to help us, and then one of them just like sneaks up behind us and surprises us and I know he's the one we've been looking for.

We end up at a grocery store where we're shopping for supplies with a bunch of other people, and we're all part of some kind of secret resistance movement (against what, I don't really know). Some of the people are secretly robots but they're disguised as people––and then they're all buying supplies to help them look more like people or something. We have to buy some kind of magic fabric that other robots can wear so they look like people ... ? Yeah, I don't know.

Then the police show up outside and we're all like "Oh shit!" and we know that the police will know that some of us are secretly robots because of the specific materials we're buying.

We all try to hide the materials we were buying, and by now the police are in the store. I shove some of the fabric onto a random shelf and then I pretend to be looking at plastic utensils. (And then Miss J––who's a judge from America's Next Top Model––is briefly there and she's like "I love those forks!" ... Errm yeah. I've watched like three seasons of ANTM in the past few weeks, so yeah. Shut up.)

Then I realize everyone else has left and the police are after just me. And this weird thing happens where I kind of skip forward in time but I know what happened ... I tried to sneak out a back door but I was surrounded, and then I fell and broke my ankle so I got caught. And now I've been sentenced to some kind of public execution which is tomorrow, but I have to spend the night at the executioner's house...?

So I'm in the executioner's house and I keep arguing with him about how evil and wrong he is etc. but he just keeps brushing it off. He has a little daughter and he's saying goodnight to her and I'm like, "How can you have a little child and still be an executioner?!"

Then I distract him with some random question when he's standing at the top of the stairs, and then while he's answering I push him down the stairs as hard as I can. I'm hoping this will kill him but it only knocks him out. So then while he's lying at the bottom of the stairs, I run down into the living room and grab a pillow and then I walk over to the executioner and start trying to smother him with the pillow. He starts struggling and crying and the whole thing starts to feel like super real and disturbing, and I feel guilty, so I stop. But I'm like "Now you know that I have the power to kill you if I want to" and apparently that's enough to convince him not to execute me. .... I think that was it.

Morning of June 27, 2013. Thursday.



In my dream, I was shopping for food, a not uncommon recurring scene, probably because I do a lot of food shopping for my family in real life. There is almost always something unusual about the food or about my money (such as being printed on only one side though realistic otherwise, or being Monopoly game money, or foreign).

I had selected some supposedly good meat at a store that had opened just recently (or reopened after a long closure - as a few have since the floods here in real life). The cut is unusual, like a very thick and more rounded steak and I have two of them. The manager is there and he is making a claim about how good their food is. There are also two other pieces of meat, perhaps chicken, or a different, smaller cut of beef or pork - and I remember that I had some other items, including cheese or something processed and in a small cardboard container. I soon understand that I had forgotten to wrap the meat pieces up myself prior to purchase as the manager makes a note of it, similar to how a shopper bags his own fruits and vegetables in many cases.

The meat itself looks very strange (although the bone and outside area is seemingly normal), like a sort of transparent and soft pink jelly, although it actually seems more like watermelon, but is still “seen” as “meat”. I can see a total of four cigarettes inside farther down, two in each cut of “steak”. There is this strange idea that they somehow got into the food when it was being processed or “made” (although the idea is pointless, as the meat would be otherwise solid in real life - unless it is a “fake steak” made of various bits of meat). Although these cigarettes are new and unsmoked and encased in the jelly-like meat, I still get the sickly impression of dirty cigarette butts, ashes, and dirty water and chemicals (and people of ill health having touched my supposedly “fresh” food) and a growing disgust at having almost bought this awful “second-hand” or “used” food.

Another shopper, a female of about thirty, is looking at the meat in awe, seemingly being surprised by such a thing being in a store and for sale. As we look down, one of the cigarettes encased inside the pink “meat jelly” somehow lights itself rather brightly and dramatically (with no oxygen yet, although reminding me somewhat of a sparkler, as sparks seem to fly out from the cigarette as well, even when inside the “meat jelly”) and parts of the steak explode from the side, but no one is hurt. Another one does that as well. For some reason, as the cigarettes light themselves and explode and mostly burn up, the more sickening feeling I had lessens just a little, but I still make a mental note not to shop here again and leave everything else here as well without buying anything.

I have not been near a smoker (other than occasionally in public settings around people I do not know) in over twenty years. Neither of my parents nor friends smoked as I was growing up. Also, I rarely eat steak on its own, as I have always found it (even as a child) akin to trying to chew on a shoe. I do eat beef and all meat in other forms, but not nearly as much as other people. Perhaps this is some sort of play on “smoked” meat for whatever reason or more likely, implying that eating a lot of red meat is as unhealthy as smoking.

I have included the “dream journal synchronicity” tag because of this entry which appeared right after mine but with a date just prior to mine: WATERMELON

I dreamed I saw a girl who I know in waking life talking when my mother was present, Then I saw a Pasteur who I know IWL. (I saw both people today in Church, The Pasteur just got home after some weeks of absence and I didn't know when she was arriving home.)

Some time after that, The girl and I went to an Aldi grocery store and I remember feeling very hot before going into the store. I went into the freezer from the customer's side of the doors and there was enough room to walk in the freezer in front of the merchandise, And I did just that until I got further down the aisle before I saw the girl get some frozen strawberries out of the freezer and I got out of the freezer myself. After I got out I said I felt better and I think the girl may have said something to me.

This dream did seem to reflect a bit of today, Too.

Me, and two boys I don't recognize are walking around in some weird rundown grocery market that has only about four or five isles of food. I expected the two boys to have sneaked stealthily into the isles with me hiding from the security guard that was watching us, but when I look back, they went to these two large displays that have tons of red beans in them, and the two boys are just standing there and thoroughly digging there hands into them as if something is hidden in there. I become annoyed with them, and sneak over to them and tell them to follow me and hide because we are being watched. I walk to another isle again and when I turn back expecting the two boys to be behind me, but they're still at the two displays and they climb into the beans and disappear. I panic because now I'm alone and I feel like I'm being watched, so I run out the markets front door, and when I get outside there is a train getting ready to leave. I get into the train and walk to the middle of the train car and take a seat. It's just me and an older man in the train car, he's sitting across on the passenger side. I'm not on the train long before it stops. I get up and hurriedly exit the train, as I'm walking away the man runs up to me panicked and with a fearful look on his face. I just stare at him becoming concerned until he pulls out a photo he took while on the train, he hands it to me and I look at it being curious. In the photo is me in the seat I was in on the train, and 2 seat rows behind me are 2 grey aliens with massive black eyes wearing trench coats, and fedora hats just sitting there leaned into each other staring forward at the back of me. I become instilled with fear, then i wake up

Took a nap today because of the 8 hour day in the snow wore me out. :/ I had 2 dreams because of it though

Date: 2/20/2013
Total sleep: 3.5 hours
Daytime Techniques: DDA
Lucid Techniques: MILD
Fell Asleep: 5:00 PM
Dream Title: DV town
Dream:
I am in a small part of a town that effectively is Dream Views. I travel between towns pretty much the same way you do in Final Fantasy VII. Every different little town was part of the forum. I could look at an outline of it by walking up and seeing latest posts. One was in red and flashing. I read it and it said that Matte was quitting DV. I was a little sad and was getting ready to post. I traveled through this dream scene for a while.
Awake: 7:00
Seed: Dream Views
Vividness: 8
Awareness: 6
Length: 45 minutes
Emotions: Sad
Dream Signs: Dream Views, Matte, Final Fantasy, Midgar

Lucid Techniques: none
Fell Asleep: 7:00
Dream Title: Grocery store
Dream:
I am going through grocery store after grocery store and trying to find something. I run into an old coworker from back when I worked there. I talked to him for a while.
Seed: Dillons visit
Awake: 8:30
Vividness: 7
Awareness: 9
Length: 20 minutes
Emotions: nostalgia
Dream Signs: Dillons (grocery store), jumping scenes

[Thursday, October 11th, 2012]

<The night before this, Alex had told me how she felt about me... she popped the question, "Why are we together?" a few times and after she left, it felt like the end of the world. She was definitely going to leave me... I was angry and sad at the same time. Why is she so unfair with me? Demanding things of me, but when I ask for the same, she tells me I will never understand. She must love to drill me further into the ground. Even now as I type this, I can't help feeling a helpless feeling... a bitter disgust for the Alex that night, that lectured me like a child and let me know I was a horrible boyfriend. My heart sank 3 times smaller that night. I sat in my bed and sobbed for hours and screamed into my pillow, trying to stop my heart from hurting. I thought about hurting myself physically, I thought about leaving her before she could leave me. I even left a few scars on my mind. I finally calmed down after talking to her on the phone... she made me laugh... while I was going to get cigarettes, but I still felt miserable as I lied down to go to bed.>

(Before I fell asleep, being as horrible anxious and depressed and emotional as I was... I told my subconscious to just give me whatever dream it thought I needed to see. "Go ahead. Throw anything I need to see at me. But make me lucid. I need to be lucid!" I fall asleep.)

(Hours later, I have my first dream that I remember...)

I walk out of a motel room with Alex beside me and we look around. Some kind of festival was occuring all around us. People are walking around in all directions, mostly heading for a particular carnival ground. Some are in costume, some are stark naked. We walk around for a bit and decide to head back to where we came from, to change our appearence. I decide I wanted to either be stark naked too, or cross-dress. Back at the motel room, I skim through my options in clothes, and notice I suddenly have a lot of female clothes in my closet as well as male ones. Alex isn't with me anymore though. So I walk back outside and wander around some more- still with the urge to rip off all of my clothes.

Glancing around at people more, I notice that I know quite a lot of people here- no family members, but people from my town that I know are very common here. Suddenly, I see some people walking towards Bashas'. Apparently, Bashas' is allowing our festival to take as much food as we want to bring back for a feast. I follow the small crowd to Bashas'. Outside, I wait for an employee to unlock the doors... and we head in with shopping carts. We start tossing in random items, from meats to snacks to candy to cheeses to drinks. The second cart starts filling up with purely meat, and I warn them not to overdo it on meat.

<dream skips>

We're back at the festival. I grab a flyer from the ground and it shows my whole family is performing. Tim Z****, Bob Z****, and a few other Z****'s that I've never heard of. I realize that I can't cross-dress or go stark naked because they're here and I don't want them to think bad of me. I see Zack and Alex together and I walk up to them. Zack and me are friendly like we used to be.

<HOLE IN MEMORY> My Dad was involved with this memory, as were Alex and Zack. We were gathering something off the dirt street, there were lots of them... we were in the old west and my Dad was standing next to an old wagon. <memory skips>

We're now in the middle of a cardboard-like city. The buildings are close together and flat and textureless like a cheap old video game using 3D models of a wall and a cheap texture stretched across the surface. It's like a type of maze here with buildings painted on the walls. The structures do however tower into the sky like normal. I'm still with Alex and Zack. We're doing something <HOLE IN MEMORY> when me and Alex seperate from Zack. The grey sky becomes covered in clouds the color of charcoal. They become the darkest black imaginable. Me and Alex look at each other and instantly begin to run down the street, searching for shelter. I see Zack behind us walking some other direction, almost as if he's unaware. He turns a corner and I lose sight of him. I keep running the other way.

We arrive inside of a dark building to wait out the storm. Rain begins to POUR and we wait there for hours. When it finally stops, we go outside, and color is returning to the sky. The sun peaks out from behind the clouds, but the world is still a dull grey tone.

We walk back to where our motel was and I find where my car is parked. We hop in and begin to drive. She wants to find Zack... she's worried sick about him. I'm depressed- We drive for a bit more and <HOLE IN MEMORY> I park in the Circle K with pumps, and do a horrible job. I try to re-align my park job a few times before I give up and decide its okay how I parked. Alex walks up to me and starts yelling at me about some unknown thing and asks me why I left her somewhere. I tried to explain I didn't leave her anywhere... but it's no use. We both hop in the car however and drive off towards the direction of McDonalds. "Please, we have to find Zack. I'm worried about him." I keep driving.

Suddenly, we're in a Fun-House of Mirrors, sitting inside a track-ride. We slowly turn a corner and see Zack lying down. The car stops and Alex gets out and runs to Zack and gives him a long hug. She lets go and kisses Zack on the lips. I blink my eyes and see that Zack has his knuckle up to Alex lips. It's a gesture towards me- that Zack would have made before while he was still my friend. I watch the whole scene objectively, as if it had nothing to do with me... a movie I knew was depressing, but lacked the emotion to feel. The only thing I felt was that I was a horrible boyfriend- at that moment I remembered all of the things I had been saying throughout the dream. It was like my horrible self from waking life was invading my dreams- I had said pathetic things about Zack and that I was tired of all this shit and more. I felt horrible compared to Zack, who had just done something nice for me

<I wake up feeling like shit.>

(I still admired the intensity of the dream, and closed my eyes again and imagined being lucid during it... I repeated in my head, "It's a dream.")
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<I fell back into a dream.>
<It's continued with "Pedophilia in a Dark Place" after this dream.

Been too lazy to write dreams lately, gonna write what I remember. I should really start writing in a physical DJ by my bed instead of waiting until I get online.

Superpowers(9/3/2012)
I was watching a DVD that had a scene selection of about 13 videos. Each one showcased a different super power. I recognized flying, so I skipped that one. I watched another video but was uninterested, so I put in a new one. This video was about transmogrifying, or bending objects midair. Making items into different items, etc. I thought I could do it, and after a few tries, got a mattress in midair and bent it. I tried with a heavier item, and found weight was no issue. Sweet. Now I have two superpowers. Next video was about telekinesis... I had to know telekinesis to do the previous skill, but I wanted to keep watching in case this video had anything to offer.The dream ended shortly after that.
Two more things that happened in the dream, but I do not know when, or what connects to them. Me, my brother, and my mom were in this shop. I ordered like a milkshake or something like that, my brother orders a 176 slice pizza special for like 10 bucks, it also came with a container of wings. I remember thinking "Why didn't I get that..? Wanna share?" Another thing I saw was the inside of a company I used to work for, real quickly though, I think it was in the back of that place the tv was..

Liz Taylor in Virginia City (9/3/2012)
So me, a female church friend, my older brother, and my mom were in Virginia city. Pretty much everyone who came up to me told me to go take a picture with Liz Taylor, meet up with her, etc. "Ooh, shes famous, go meet her!"
Well I didn't even know who she was..I met her, and she was like 20 years old, blonde, but very down to earth. She wasn't like "Oh I'm popular", it was as if she grew up here, and loves the town. On the edge of the town, there was a shop, my mom went in there for the rest of the dream. I noticed the road was all torn up, leaving big sections set apart, big holes going down in-between the road sections, and a huge yellow crane obviously having something to do with it. Me, my brother, and my friend walk around, then eventually want to get back to the town, as we drift away a bit. We follow this crane, but it leads us to some random government company that we sneak around hoping not to get caught. Well we do get caught, and instead of letting them throw us in jail or something, we ran for it. We ended up at this road, and instantly I know it is 2-4 miles away from the town, on the way to it. Instead of walking the road to get to town, or going back to the company, we see this path on the side of the road, and follow it, maybe it can bring us back to town. So we follow the path, it is very windy, and mostly dirt. At one point there is asphalt, so narrow, it is like 4 inches thick. Dream kinda ends here, as we are on our way back.

Demon cats (9/4/2012)
So me and my brother are at this government place, and we see two puppies. I catch one, and another is behind a door with like iron fencing with barbwire on either side. my brother grabs the puppy, and a pickup truck comes out of nowhere shines light on my brother. I try running, then decide I wouldn't get far, and I am not leaving my brother Kris. So we both get thrown in the back seats. A dangerous man is driving, and throws the puppies in the bed of the pickup. the pickup is not your normal pickup, as the bed of the truck was pretty much level with the back windows, so not much room, but a flat spot on the back of the truck.
The man gives me and Kris two kittens and says they will be our death. He says some crap about their claws being so sharp they will kill us and something like if we get bitten by them after two minutes we will die from some chemical from the kittens... Kris and I weren't buying it.
So what do we do? I pick a kitten up and grab it by the neck, put my thumb to its neck, and start squeezing. I last about a minute and stop, somehow as I am squeezing it is biting one of my fingers? I hand it to Kris and he holds both kittens and laughs through the pain, but as the kittens are slowly dying Kris makes like a trophy out of them by writing their faces on a large piece of paper, and signing it..
Since the kittens are dead, the driver gets pissed, next thing I see we drive out of a tall building and I see out of the windshield the ground approaching fast in front, and I brace for impact, then out of nowhere the truck stops midair..or so I thought. the front of the car stuck into the ground and we were all safe. Tragically the puppies in back didn't survive the crash. The driver gets out and picks the puppies up then throws them on the ground in anger.
I gotta say this dream had a lot of animal abuse... .-.

NY Minecraft (9/4/2012)
I am talking to the owner of this minecraft server I have been banned on forever, and tell him how I was originally banned unfairly, then an alt was banned unfairly, then someone else was banned unfairly, etc. I eventually get my main account unbanned, and since I was mod for 2 months on the server before, my mind assumes I am mod3 on there (a mod type on present on my normal server) with two mods from my normal server on it as well. The weird thing: It was first person, not a game, and it was in a grocery store. So I walk around, trying to use the /thru command that normally brings you though walls, but it wont work. I try spawning a compass and using that instead, but I realize the owner of the server banned /thru because he thinks mods would abuse it. As the dream progresses I find more and more I hate about the server.

Strange AWANA location (9/4/2012)
Another dream takes place as AWANA starts, and I am forced to volunteer. So I go there, and it is like 4 rooms in a hallway, then down the hallway is 1-2 more rooms. There were about 15 people helping out, which was a lot given the space, and amount of kids. I didn't do anything other than observe. As the AWANA thing finished, the kids were let out of their rooms, and as the last door opens Diane from our church looks inside, shields a kids eyes and yells "Oh my God!"
Welp. You have my attention. I take a peek inside the room and wish I hadn't. Warning, it ain't pretty. What I see inside is a weird old dude in the back watching another old guy having sex with an old woman WTF. The people from inside walk out, after putting clothes on, and everything goes as normal.

I assume it is like the next day or something, because here I am walking around some random store. I see a ramp and go down it, and I find myself at a shoe, casino, and general clothing section of the store. As if those things are really related. I look for a way out because I have no interest here at all. As I walk leave the store some bells go off. I see confetti and people start clapping. I walk back in after being told it was set up for a just married couple to walk through. I look for an alternate exit and see a few fire exits, but I know they are all alarmed. I see another normal exit and walk out of the store again. I do not know why, but I go back inside the store and I see an older couple look for an exit as well. They walk out one of the fire exits. As expected the alarm sounds off. I quickly run up to them and inform them that they made the mistake I just made, but they seemed confused. I return back the way I entered into this section of the store. I find the ramp and go back up. I check the time and AWANA is about to start again. I see a room filled with first graders and one has like bright red hair, like he just put dye in it or something. I walk into the main room of this building (It is like right outside the grocery store) and sit down in front of a desk. Someone comes in with a big brown bag and pulls Chinese food out, starts dishing it out to people, then the dream sort of ends.

I only remember two short, not very detailed dreams from last night. Blah.

DREAM #1:

I’m in a train station. I think I’m trying to figure out what train I’m supposed to be on but I can’t figure it out. Or I miss the train. Something along those lines. This isn’t the first time I’ve had a dream about missing a train, being on the wrong train, etc.

DREAM #2:

I’m at a grocery store, and I’m trying to buy my groceries. I’m trying to use my debit card to pay for my groceries, but I find out I don’t have enough money on it. I have a separate ATM card for my savings account, and for some reason I think I can use that to pay, but I can’t. I feel disappointed and realize I’ll have to put back all the groceries I was going to buy.

Dream # 1:

I was in a strange building that was a combination of a warehouse and a grocery store. The lighting was very poor, and everything looked very dirty. There were lots of people shopping. I walked along the perimeter of the place, watching all the people. Many of them looked drunk or stoned.

After walking for a while, I encountered a hispanic man near some pallets. He had a silver-colored machete, and I was afraid he was going to hurt me. So I hid behind a stack of pallets. He kept trying to stab me through the stack, but the machete wasn't long enough. When he stopped stabbing, I came out from hiding. He couldn't figure out why he couldn't stab me, so he gaveme the machete and walked away.

I was quite pleased with having a machete, and I walked around the building. I kept looking down at it, examining the shiny metal and the blade. I started to wonder if anyone would get upset from me walking around with a weapon, but no one even noticed. I then found a short sword laying on the ground, and I carried it around, too. I continued to walk around for a while, looking down at my weapons, immensely pleased with myself.

At some point, I found a new part of the building. It was made up of long, dark corridors with carpeted floors. As I walked down the first corridor, my weapons vanished. I walked passed people sitting and laying on the ground. They looked like they were passed out, probably from all the booze and drugs. Everyone in this area had unnaturally colored hair, like bright pinks and greens, and they were dressed like they were at a club. At some point, I walked by someone who couldn't find their child, and they were very upset.

As I walked along, I kept going in circles, always returning to the beginning and walking past the same people. I met my sister along the way, and she gave me a giant bottle of pills. It was probably a gallon-sized bottle. The pills were a prescription from my doctor to help me sleep better. There were also giant quarter-sized pills mixed in, which were supposed to make me feel happier. The next time I walked by the people who lost their child, I gave them the pills. Then I woke up.

Dream # 2

I was outside with several students from my college. I only recognized one of them. The rest were strangers. We walked to a baseball field and sat on the bleachers. There was a big white screen set up, and a move began to play. It opened with a gigantic mansion, and then panned through a rich neighborhood. The camera eventually made its way to a grubby, run-down trailer in the middle of the rich neighborhood. Then a pickup truck drove out from behind the trailer, and John Candy was driving. Somehow I knew that the movie was "Uncle Buck" from the opening scene, even though I've never seen the movie IRL.

As we watched, my biology professor sat next to me and watched the movie with us. A girl and her boyfriend who were sitting in front of us started to argue, and eventually the boyfriend left. The professor then told the girl he'd take her on a date to make her feel better. She looked like was going to say "yes," but then she said she didn't know. So the professor started asking all the girls if they wanted to go out, and he even asked me if I was attached to anyone at the moment and nudged me with his elbow. I simply just stared at him in disbelief. I didn't know if it was some kind of joke (because he's known for playing practical jokes on people), or if he was actually serious. I then woke up.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

It was night. My mom, one of my nephews, and I stood outside under some kind of shelter, like the shelter over a gas pump island at a gas station. But this shelter was lower, and it seemed a lot brighter underneath, like it was lit with incandescent lights.

There was a lot of stuff under the shelter, like stuff out of a house. The shelter also seemed to be connected either to a house or to a grocery store.

My mom and I had probably come from whatever place the shelter was connected to. I was probably getting ready to leave the shelter altogether, maybe because I felt I needed to.

But now a car like my little brother's car came driving toward me from the building, as if it had been inside the building. The car stopped. It may actually have been driverless. The doors opened. Something like a gust of cold wind may have come out of the car.

I suddenly got the feeling that my actions were hurting somebody's feelings. It may have been my brother. But it may have been a woman, possibly a relative of mine.

I started shivering. Then I started getting a really weird feeling, like I was melting inside. My emotions and my sensations all began quivering and getting really weird. I was shuddering and rubbing my arms. Then I collapsed.

People, probably including my mom, may have helped me up. They may have walked me into the building, which was now a grocery store, although it was supposed to be a hospital.

I was laid down on a hospital bed that was partly walled-off from the grocery store by a hospital room privacy curtain. The space I was in was cluttered.

I had been told that I had gone through the weird physical moment because I had been dehydrated. I knew that my being dehydrated had something to do with the car.

I don't think I felt terribly tired or bad. I may even have been standing up and walking around. But I had been told I had to stay at the place because the doctors were still observing me, making sure I wasn't suffering anymore of the effects of being dehydrated.

At some point a doctor may have come in to see me. The doctor may have been a woman. Or, possibly, after a male doctor had seen me, a female nurse may have come in to see me.

Whoever the woman was, at some point she was so close to me that it was like she was embracing me. She began telling me something about how some other woman, another doctor or another nurse, was either jealous of the woman or jealous of me.

On The Run

I Start Out In A Bedroom.The Walls Are Orangy And Redish .I'm In A Clay House.Inspecting Everything.I Walk Out Of The Bedroom And I Am In A Familiar Room From A Call Of Duty Game..I Walk Out And Turn And I Am Faced With A Hallway That Seems To Go On For An Eternity.I Walk Down The Hall And I'm In Front Of A Door .When I Open It I Look Left And Am Faced With All Of The Guitars I've Ever Wanted.This Room Is Huge! It Is About 1/3 The Size Of My Local Grocery Store. I Blink,And Everything Is Gone.In Disbelief I Check Everywhere In The Room.I Call In My Dad .My Dad Comes In And We Have A Conversation.(I Don't Really Recall What It Was About)I Later Walk Out Of The Room , But The Hallway Isn't There ..Instead There Is A Busy Grocery Store.I Walk Out Astounded.I Run Out Full Speed .When I Finally Get Out I Am With My Best Friend . (It Is Dark Now)He Is Wearing A Ghille Suit. We Lay Down In Some Grass Nearby To Hide.Some Crazed Teenagers Drive By.Soon After So Does A Cop. We Then Get Up Out Of Hiding.We Then Run Down The Street At Super-Human Speeds.The Sunrises Quickly As We Run ,Almost As If We Were In A Movie Being Fast Forwarded.We Eventually End Up At A 4-Way Intersection.We Then Turn Around And Run In The Opposite Direction.As Were Running I Say ,"You Wanna Take A Break ?" He Says ,"Sure."We Then Run Into A Car Garage .One Guy Is Working On A Mustang ,The Other Is Working On My Jet Black Les Paul Guitar.I Pick It Up And Say ,"Cool."My Friend And I Then Leave And Continue To Run .We Eventually End Back Up At The Store .(It Is Now Dark Again)We Run Into The Store Like Sonic The Hedgehog.Weaving In And Out Of Different Aisles .When We Arrive Back At The Door ,In Which I Found The Guitars,There Is A S.W.A.T Team Waiting For Me.They Point And Yell At Me ,But I Turn Around And Run .


-End Of Dream-

I am in a city I do not recognize. I live there and I am going to high school still, but I do not have a family and I live in a communal bording house for kids and young adults with no place else to go. I am at school and the teacher gives us a big assignment to do were we have to submit a thesis on something (but I cannot remember what now) but a lot of the young teens in my class are lazy and uninterested and do not bother to do the work. One of the stipulations of the assignment is that it must be hand written on lined paper, and not printed out from a computer.

It takes me only one night to get my assignment done but as the due date approatches I notice that my only friends in my school has barely done hers at all and I offer to help her with it. The little bit she has done is on the computer and I start ccopying what she has written on lined paper until I get to were her assignment ends and I give it back to her. I tell her I cannot finish writing it out until she finishes her assignment. My friend becomes angry and bullies me to finish the assignment for her and eventually I cave in and agree because she is my only friend and I do not want to lose her, because then I would be truly alone.

I am walking outside the next day. It is saturday and there is no school. I am feeling angry and resentful about always doing my work on time and the teacher's not caring since they don't care that the other students barely ever do their work. I pass a resturant that is in a large shopping plaza and on the inside are all my fellow classmates and my teachers and they are all eating great food. There is slices of roast beef covered in melted cheese; racks of juicy ribs; all kinds of potato side dishes, like mashed, boiled and spiced, and scalloped; and all sorts of vegetables and desserts.

I assume this is a school thing that I didn't know about but when I go into the resturant I am told that they are really sorry but there is no food left because they didn't know they would need an extra place for me. I went over to my teacher and asked why I wasn't told about this and why there was no food for me, and my teacher responded that they had asked my one friend to tell me and it wasn't their fault if she had neglected to do so. I do not create a scene even though on the inside I feel like exploding. I quietly and calmly walk back to the bording house, take my friends assignment that I was doing for her, and rip it up and throw the peices all over her room.

I look in the fridge and there is nothing I can make a meal with, just a carton of milk and some apples. I head back to he shopping center to my food for myself because I have a little bit of money. People I pass on the street say that some dinosaurs have escaped from the zoo and are headed our way, but even though I know dinosaurs are real in my dream world, I don't care because I am too miserable.

In the grocery store my goal is to buy ground beef for tacos, because tacos are my favourite food and I think it will cheer me up a little, but I am tempted to buy many other things that I can just barely afford, including cartons of cigarettes, which are laying in a basket near the check out line and are on sale. I am so tempted my some things that I start contemplating trying to steal things, but I know it is wrong and before my thoughts become actions I can hear people screaming outside. When I look out the window I can see a huge Tyrannasaurus Rex stomping around the parking lot and attacking cars and eating people. I leave the grocery store and head into the shopping mall without buying anything at all because people are panicking and running into the grocery store to get away from the dinosaur and it is complete chaos.

People in the mall are also panicking, which others are calmly walking around. I am not scared for some reason, though I feel very tired and slightly annoyed. Vendors in stores start putting up hand written sale signs on a lot of their goods, hoping people will buy items on sale in their panic. I think this is stupid and keep walking through the mall.

I find a little girl crying in the center of the plaza and she says she can't find her mother. I ask where she last saw her mother and the little girl responds that her mother went to get some lunch and told her daughter to stay put. I ask the little girl if she knows what food stall in the food court her mother went to and the little girl says she does know which one and what it looks like, but does not know how to get there. I offer to take her and we push past panicking people who are flooding into the mall trying to escape the rampaging T-Rex but I do not tell the little girl what is going on outside. She is more interested in finding her mother anyway.

We pass many interesting stores, including a shoe store with high heel boots made in Africa, an all natural scented candle store, and an interactive information booth on nature and geography around the world. The little girl and I find the food court and she points out the fast food place her mother went to. It is an Italian food place but the sign says Siesta Teisto, or something like that, which sounds Spanish to me. The little girl thanks me and runs into the store and when I go inside to see if she has found her mother, absolutely no one is there, not even the cooks or cashiers.

I head back to towards the main plaza in the mall but can get there because there are so many people who have come from outside seeking shelter. I climb some stairs up to the second floor that leads to a fancy resturant or gym just as the T-Rex smashes through a ground floor window and starts rampaging through the mall. Lots of people are either crushed to death in the stampeed or are eaten, though I cannot remember much more from this dream.