Place withheld · 2011-07-19 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive
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I am hanging out with <PERSON> <PERSON> back stage at a big rally. He is paralyzed with nerves and is speaking in a very hoarse voice. Eventually he runs up on stage and I am trying to hold open a door for <PERSON>. This is a metal stadium door with a hydraulic close lever. As I hold it the door grows 50x50 feet away from me, so now I am just this tiny thing holding down a giant door. The door is closing around me and falling over the top of me. I want to hear the speech the President is making but this door keeps attacking me. I give a this lady I know a ride home from the rally. She leaves her phone and camera in my car. She calls me from someone else's phone and has me look through my car until I find it. My car is a mess. I find the phone but not the camera. I leave the phone at her apartment complex. Driving home I get pulled over for running a stop sign. The cop is riding with my friend <PERSON>. She looks in my car and sees a small blue wire coat hanger and starts to freak out. She says it is the same hanger that her niece had with her when she was abducted. The cop starts to arrest me and I am defending myself, saying "look if that is the only evidence you have there is no reason to arrest me. I have never even met the girl, my car is trashed, if this was true there would be evidence all over it." My lawyer shows up and it is a shirtless hippy with a soul patch. He is just telling me to go with it while he cleans trash out of his car. He is looking for something that he cannot find. I ask him if he needs gas money to get home and he snaps that he has plenty of gas money, just because he looks like this does not mean he does not bill by the hour.
Between Sleeping and Waking: Dream Diary of the Man Who Does not Make Sense. Sunday, July 3, 2011: Day 1: Under the Radiant Stars. All was empty, and twilight had settled on the silent, ston…
I was at a TSO concert in a large room with no seats. I was sitting on a stair case with a few other people. There was barely anyone there. Their music sounded strange, I have heard it befor…
I was running around on this wide open field, bumping into people I was supposed to know. Some of them were talking to me about what I wanted to do and how something could be solved. I walke…
Saturday, May 7, 2011* I am in a room I do not recognize. It is not too big and quite dark. The only light comes from the drape covered windows. My brother <PERSON> is with me and a few othe…
It was in the middle of the night and I took my three kids camping. I was awoken by a strange noise. The noises sounded like a angry female with a smoker's voice scream in short bursts. Prob…
I did a WBTB, went to sleep around half past midnight, wake up around six, went to the bathroom and back to bed, all the while repeating "I will lucid dream. When in bed I focused on my old …
I am in a parking lot, it is pretty big. It looks to be the parking lot for a walmart type store, A car is waiting on me to pick me up, but I do not want to go, so I start almost skating wit…
the accounts read alike, found by meaning rather than by shared details
- I am on the beach lying down and watching the ocean with my dad <PERSON> and <PERSON> After some time has passed I noticed the water was starting to come in fast , pas I try and get up I n…
the accounts read alike, found by meaning rather than by shared details
+I find out I died when I was an infant and came back to life a few hours later. I told my sister and asked my mom about it. D and I were skiing and snowboarding on very icy snow. I could no…
the accounts read alike, found by meaning rather than by shared details
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