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[Half lucid dream in 3-4 episodes. First episode: monster attack. Second episode: Ex-girlfriend- attack. Third and Fourth episode: A pimp attacking my car and war-games turned bad ]

1. I'm walking through a mall. A lot of people are around. They are walking in every direction talking to other people etc. A typical day at the mall. I want to go to a cinema, which apparently is in the mall, although the place seems to be in one way very familiar, but in another very bizarre and strange. The place is mixed, it has features of at least three other places I know in real life: my favorite mall, my favorite cinema and the main railway station in my town.
I'm tired from walking and I take a rest before a public toilette. The place is strange, the roof is tilted, it looks like I'm standing on a hill. I sit down and there is this guy. He looks like stoner. He starts to talk to me:

- Hey you! How's it going.
- I don't know, I'm lost in this place.
- Aren't we all lost sometimes?

He giggles.

- No, you don't understand, I'm looking for the cinema. I want to watch ...
- The New Alien film?, he finished my sentence. Ah man, you know, those films are really special?. sometimes a bit awkward, but rather fun. Isn't it?
- True my pal, I said, especially this one scene where ...

Our conversation get's interrupted. People are screaming, running away. They shout repeatedly "He's back, he's back! ". I stand up and see that the mall is attacked by a gigantic monster. It's running through the lanes, it looks like a scorpion, a lion, a boar and a snake mixed together . Something hideous like that I've never seen in my whole life. It's black-green-ish and has sparkling red eyes. People run away from it but it devours one person after another.
Strangely enough I'm not that feared by the sight of the monster. I had a simple but clever idea to stop this mess as I realized that this might be a dream:
I closed my eyes. After all, when I can't see the monster, it isn't there and can't see me.

2. I open my eyes back again. I'm still in this mall. But this time, I'm in front of the cinema. I feel relieved that I saw a few friends of mine. We walked to the cashier. But the place is really crowed. I have to push the people aside. As i walk through the crowds I see HER. I'm really shocked about it, cause I didn't want to see HER. SHE is my ex-girlfriend, I haven't talked to since 3 months and haven't seen her since our break-up. I'm really irritated. Should I talk to HER or should I simply ignore HER? I recalled a conversation from last weekend that I had with my best friend. I said that I'm not angry anymore and that I'm totally cool about it, so cool, that I could survive such an awkward moment. I also recalled that I resisted every attempt from HER to get me back. But than I recalled that I haven't seen HER in waking life, but only in my dreams. So I feel really confident about it and start talking to her.

- Hey M. Hey M. !
She was looking away.
Some one else said HER name and pointed towards my direction. She turns around.

- Oh, hey, what ...? [SHE seemed surprised]
- Hey it's me! I want to talk to you!

She excuses herself and walks towards me. We go to a place with fewer peoples around and where there is less noise.

I see that SHE has lost enormously weight. SHE has a fine silhouette in waking life, but it seems that SHE only weighted half. Her arms were thin, her legs too, she looked really fragile.

- OMG, I said, what happened to you? You've lost so much weight!

I grabbed her arms. They were so thin that her too arms would have fitted in one of my hands.

- I know, SHE says, I did. People say that I'm a mess ever since I dumped you.
- You're lying and you know it, I say. You aren't really her, I'm just imaging you around. It's a dream. You aren't real.
- I'm not the problem, She answers, you don't let me go. This is your imagination world, not mine. Just simply let me go.
- But I did it!, I protest, I haven't see you around like ages. The memories about you are fading.
- But they come back, or don't they?, she rappels to my mind. You aren't over me for 100 percent.
- How could I?, I replied again.
I feel that I'm loosing the battle. I just want to dump her in my dream for the fifth time. To this day I resisted her attempts, or better said: I resisted to my deepest feelings in my subconscious. But this time it's really hard.
- Don't you remember all the promises I made? I told you that I would never let you go and you answered me that you would ever stand by my side. but you didn't!

My perspective changes to third person. I see how we are talking and talking. I can't hear what we are talking anymore. My view starts to fly, I see the talk from above. And suddenly one sentences got to my ears. "Take me back, it was my fault." It was the voice of HER. I've heard this sentences in nearly all my dreams, where she comes around . Instead of SHE kissing me and I getting upset and saying to her all the bad things she did to me, I kiss HER. I feel really guilty from my third perspective. I feel the kiss, it was cold, it didn't seem right. My other self and SHE went along together, I felt bad, so bad that I had the desire to throw up at both of them. BUT instead I disappeared through the ceiling.

[The next section contents sex, violence and bad language]


3 - 4.[SIZE=4] I'm driving a car through the night. I'm on the car park of the mall. I'm really upset about a thing I can't recall. a friend of mine sits on the passenger seat.

- Yo Yossarian, he said, don't drive that fast!
- Go fuck yourself, I say.

We are exiting the car park. I turn left to the exit lane. There is a traffic light where none should be. I brake and wait that it get's green. But it doesn't. The waiting is unbearable to me and I light a cigarette.

- Those bastards are going to kill me someday.

I open the window to my right. My friend starts coughing.
Suddenly two prostitutes run towards us.
- Oh shit!, my friend screams. Close the window, they are mistaking us for some clients. Drive backwards!

That's what I do. I drive backwards away from them. They seem really disappointed. Suddenly their pimp jumps up through a bush and starts demolishing the car with a baseball-bat.

- Oh noes, my friend laughs, Pimp-attack!
- that's not funny, the car was expensive

I don't remember what happens next but suddenly I'm in a room with a handful of soldiers

- My pals, the general said, today is victory day! As you know, we are going to win the annual war-games. This is the plan from today. You should ...

I don't listened to his talking. All I can think about is when was the last time I got laid. And the creepy man standing in the corner of the room. He's bold has bad teeth, a beard and has crazy eyes. He's smiling. It's like he can read my filthily thoughts. I shake my head.

- Everything clear now?, the general says.
- Yes sir, the group answers.

We go outside, But I and a captain go to another direction.
- Hey private, he says, we are launching our sneak attack!
- So it is, I lied.
I don't know what he was talking about. The scenery changes. We are in a bunker.
- I'll take a piss, I say and go to the restroom.

After doing my duty, I washed my hands. My teeth start aching suddenly and i open my mouth and look into the mirror. I see that my teeth are in bad shape, one molar has a hole, another vanishes before my eyes. I spit three molars out. I'm not happy about that. I talk a paper towel to press it against my molars. I want to gout of the room, but the creepy man from before jumps out of nowhere and says:

- That's my towel.

And he takes it from me and vanishes again. Perplexed I go out with a fresh towel.

In the bunker again, the captain is to be found nowhere. The outside door opens and he comes back in. He has a black eye.

- What happened?, I asked bluffed.
- I had a fight with a filthily girl.
-Why? What did you do?
- I tried to rape her.
- You did what?
- You heard right. But she didn't want to.
- Does that even amazes you?
- Yes, I always get what I want.
- Are you nuts or something?, I objected. If you wanted sex, go check a prostitute, they are everywhere.
- But I wanted her.
- Did you never try to talk to girls first? That's the way I do it: you talk, you befriend and than you fuck.
- That's too complicated. I wanted her now!

I shake my head. What a bastard, I think. I go outside to look after her.

She has a wound on her neck, some scratches too. I help her and make her a bandage. She is very delighted of it. She looks nice.

- I heard you are filthy, is this true?, I asked her.
I can't believe that this is true.
- Yes, you're right. I'm a filthy whore. Everyone can have me, do dirty things and so on. Except the captain, he is a bastard. He doesn't know how to talk to a girl.
- Yes I know. By the way, I'm going to say something but please don't be upset. It's just a proposition, you can accept it or refute it. No bad tricks.
- Ok, she said, go on.
- Do you want to have sex with me? I'm feeling horny now.
- Why not, she said, that's the only thing good that will happen today.
- I bet it will be.

And so we started and the dream finally faded

March 28, 2011
Lucid Dream 205: The Biggest Mack of Them All
Series: A Galaxy Not So Far Away, Episode 1
DILD
around 7:00pm



I am in my old town house. Me and Cliff are passing a bong. I was playing around on the old rocking arm chair we used to have. I leaned to far and flipped it. I got up and examined the chair. One of the springs seemed to be broken off. I asked Cliff if he thought it was broken and he said it was. I was a little pissed at myself for breaking the chair. Cliff said he would fix it. He then grabbed the string from the window blinds and stretched it over to the chair. He attempted to tie it around the chair, but he also toppled over it. He crashed into the nearby table and smashed the lamp that was sitting on it. I looked at the window blinds and they were torn all to pieces as well. I told Cliff, "I think we should just leave the chair as it is." He agreed. We walked outside and got into his car.

I was now driving on the edge of a huge wasteland. It resembled a mix between a landfill type garbage dump and a construction area. I saw several cars driving slowly over and around the heaps of construction and garbage. I got in behind one and attempted to follow. A bulldozer suddenly crossed in front of me and blocked my path. The driver looked pissed and shouted, "What the hell are you doing?" I looked around and noticed about 5 more bulldozers, but no cars driving through the wasteland. As I looked around, I instantly became lucid. I jumped out the car and shouted to the driver of the dozer, "She is all yours!" The guy smiled and then slammed into the car. Me and Cliff stood there for a moment and he asked, "So what should we do?" I began looking around for something interesting.

I noticed a small elf like figure in the distance. I thought, "Is that...." Cliff interjected, "Its Yoda!" I got excited and said, "Dude, lets go talk to Yoda!" We sprinted across the wasteland and approached Yoda. I half shouted, "Yoda! What are you doing?" Yoda replied, "Ah...Master Yoshi! Waiting for the clones, I am." I asked him if he was referring to the clone army and he let out a soft chuckle. I asked him if he had anything philosophical to tell me. He held out his arm and a holographic menu appeared in the air. I noticed it was a list of lucid dreaming techniques. I moved his hand down and clicked on "DILD." He began reading along with the information that appeared, "DILD involves a hippopotamus, it does. Wanted to be what he was not, he did. The stripes of the zebra on himself he painted." I interrupted him and said, "Yoda. Have you been watching Along Came Polly?" Yoda responded, "Wise you are master Yoshi." I noticed his eyes were really red, so I asked him if he had any intergalactic weed. He then pulled out a baggy of technicolored weed that was glowing like neon lights. I took a moment to stabilize as yoda rolled a blunt. I was afraid my excitement would wake me up.

Yoda had finished the blunt which had now turned into a joint. The joint was in the shape of a swan. Yoda squinted and do some weird hand motions and the joint came alive and flew over to my mouth. I took a hit and heard sleigh bells jingling in my ears. I now noticed that the ground was covered in snow. I looked around and noticed I was now in a winter wonderland. Yoda was nowhere to be seen. I turned and entered a nearby building. I walked up a set of stairs and across a hallway. I could heard the sound of a hundred footsteps around the corner. I rounded the corner and found myself looking down a flight of stairs. There were like one hundred girls walking up the stairs. All of them were the exact same girl and wore the exact same outfit (white short shorts with a colored stripe, colored knee high leather boots, and a white v cut top that looked like it was vinyl). The only difference was, each girl had different colored shorts stripes, boots, and hair. I heard them talking about Yoda, so I followed them out of the building. Yoda was back in his previous spot and the girls were draped all over him. He pulled out his cane and yelled, "Time to move hoes!" He then began smacking them in the ass with his cane and herding them like they were sheep. The dream started to fade as they walked away. I managed to clear it up, but as soon as I re-entered the building, I woke up.

Series Details
Lucid Dreaming with a little Star Wars twist is what you get with the dream series, "A Galaxy Not So Far Away." Stay tuned for more entries to the series.

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8/25/10

In my dream I was a supposed "call girl" strange but that is who I was. I was in another state outside behind a building .. there were big fancy cars rolling in and out. I was standing there with other girls dressed up in a tiny skirt and heels. This guy walks up to us and he seems smooth but immediately I knew he was the pimp. He had lots of tattoos too. He was being very nice to me and hugging up on me.. guess I was the main one. Eventually in my dream he begins to act cold to me. This mobster guy pulls up and wants me to get in the car.. I am hesitate and turn to my pimp who is being mean to me. He told me it is business and I need to hurry up and stop fucking around. I am still hesitate and don't want to get in the car I turn to the pimp and say " I love you.." He gets pissed and the guy in the car drives away. Now I am getting my arm grabbed and find myself thrown against an iron fence and this pimp is screaming at my face. I tell him I want out but he is not listening but getting violent with me. He starts hitting me and I am on the ground the other girls are running trying to help me back up telling this pimp to chill out. I just didn't care and felt this strong connection with this pimp.

I am sitting in this large home guess it was his too and watching a huge t.v screen.. he is walking around staring at me and fixing some drinks on the bar table. I turn back to the television and see he is on the screen performing.. guess he was an entertainer/rapper too. I feel very sad and a bit scared too.. girls are crowding around and rubbing on him and I sense this jealousy rage through me. I look to my right and see this girl from my past who use to be my best friend and we embrace one another hugging. I know the girl was with the pimp too .. I told her I want out so she starts trying to sneak me to the door and I am following.. the pimp turns my way yelling telling me to get back in and orders some guy to take care of the guest that were there. This pimp grabs my arm and pushing me towards the back room.. there I start telling him I want to leave.. he blast music and motions me over to the balcony. We talk and he apologizes I feel safe again and we are kissing heavily.. he had me pinned to the wall.. eventually I am laying on the bed and he is doing oral on me.. there is this knock on the door.. scene switches and I find myself in the bathroom and the girls are telling me the pimp doesn't get intimate with any of the girls like that and when he does it usually means he is going to finish them off.. kill them.
I start to panic again and hear my name.. weird thing is it was not my name.. the name he called started with either a B or an R from what I can remember.. and when I had looked in the mirror passing the hall I saw that it was not my body but belonged to a more slender girl with red and black hair.. I tried looking at the face but couldn't make out any features..

hmmm wonder if there is really a girl out there in trouble with their pimp.. interesting dream had to write it down.