Voices

<PERSON> Just a brief sex dream with her. she was catering to one of my more secret wishes. Birthday In this dream I am in an apartment and I am having a birthday party for myself (Dec 29). I remember <PERSON> being there. I am sitting on a couch and another familiar girl straddles me and begins making out with me. My memory fades until a few days later when I am boarding a bus for Toronto... on the bus people do not seem too friendly as I look for a good seat. Lucid first I am looking at myself. it is another dream version of me and he is saying the most bizarre things. somehow I enter sleep paralysis and hear a bunch of voices. Next I am standing in a living room. I become lucid when I notice a blond woman on the couch. I remember to look for <PERSON> so I ask her, "Are you my asuka?". The woman becomes transparent and does not say anything so I decide she is just a dc. I look away thinking about how I should look for <PERSON>. I look to that place on the couch again and notice the woman is gone. But a second later she comes from my left and I suddenly feel the urge. I just grab the woman DC but the waist. She does not resist so I begin pulling down her pants when I suddenly wake up. wierd I am at some sort of warehouse outside. I see some lady I know from work and she is saying something about J. A guy in his late 30's witha beard approaches me and says he is totally in love with <PERSON> this guy totally creeps me out so I leave the scene. What? Another dream where I am boarding a bus for toronto again. Visions I am running through a forest at night time with some man I seem to know. I am following and he says he is going to show me something important. We jump off of a big cliff where a large tree trunk is. On the ground I watch as the man climbs the trunk without any effort. I try to climb but cannot. But later the trunk seems to bend my way and I am able to at least crawl up it. The next thing I know I am in a totally different scene. I am not me anymore, I am looking through J's eyes. I am in a kitchen of some sort and I am barely able to see past the height of the table. I make an effort to look above the table with my nose resting against the table edge. I can see a father and mother about to have an argument or something. I can see the older brother sitting at the table while looking at his food, he is either oblivious or completely ignores the mood. I can hear the father raise his voice, or he speaks a certain way that produces a tremendous fear within me. I KNOW what is going to happen next, and it scares me. Then I wake up.