Dream 065-067: W.I.L.D. Driving

065: I was with Lia in a blue office. Looking through files and folders. We were researching something. I got the impression she very pretty although I don't remember her face at all.

066: This is the closest thing to a W.I.L.D. I've had so far. I was tossing and turning in bed with the Nova Dreamer on, trying to fall back to sleep. Next thing I know...

I was driving in my car down a country highway with three or four lanes of traffic. I was driving pretty fast, changing lanes a lot, passing other cars. There was a moderate amount of traffic for a country road. I was keeping a close watch for highway patrol. I clearly remember thinking "I have dreamed about this road before." Then I woke up.

067: I was in front of a corner store I stopped going to as a child. I was looking in the front window but they were closed down. The place looked old and abandoned. Like it had been closed for months. It was quite dark inside.

Note: This store was in my normal walking and bus route home for many years. That changed and I stopped going there, plus they took candy off what amounted to a decade long sale. The place has been occupied my entire life, until a few years back it was closed down for renovation.

This is the second time I recorded a dream about store alteration that did eventually occur, years later. The first was: Dream 037 (& see Lucid Animals at DreamViews.com)

-February 1, 1998

Dream 060-063: Endless Gum & Zombie Attack Turn Job Oppertunity

060: I was talking to my cousin Matthew and David (brothers/first cousins) and to Frances, who I called Emmit (Grandparents on their Fathers side). I was trying to illustrate a point to them but my mouth was filled with chewing gum and the words were too difficult to understand.

So I spit the gum out into a tissue but my mouth was still filled with gooey gum. I sat there in front of them pulling gum out of my mouth.

They all looked at me like I was disgusting.

061: I was dressed up nice at a dance class. I was there visiting someone. I knew Tiffany was in the class too. She kept checking me out, we liked each other. Tiffany looked wonderful in the dream.

062: I was locked up in this room with my kid sister. Resident evil style zombies were after us. I saw a cut shot of them breaking into the building where we were. They looked like computer graphics.

My sister and I were leaving the factory area without weapons. A guy in a blue compact convertible sports car pulled up on the street in front of us. He asked if I was an animator looking for work. I said yes, then took his card. His car was extremely messy. My sister and I started to walk home, but we lived together in the city that was slightly like New York. We were in front of our house and my sister changed into a brown straight haired, blue eyed girl.

The guy who gave me his card was setting up a feeble looking tin mailbox across the street from from us. The girl started to open the garage door with a key, I told her not to while that guy was around. She listened and we walked up the street.

Next thing I know, I was making coffee with a spoon that was filled with coffee. As I stirred, it filled the cup, and I was in my kitchen! Then I woke up.

Note: This is my first recorded dream with so many distinct transitions. I do not usually have, or at least, I do not usually remember this kind. Considering this occurred after a dry spell, is it likely I was having many dreams of this variety? Could constant transitioning make memory retrieval more elusive? Or was it just because I was growing tolerant to my dream recall and lucid induction techniques? Looking back on that time, nothing dramatic or special was going on in my life.

And, here again with the sports cars. I like sports cars. But, they are not a topic I have dwelt on much since I was about 12-years old. I have owned reliable cars since I was 16-years old. Apart from that, it's curious to me they figure so deeply and so frequently into my dreams.

Sports cars and cousins... But why?

063: I just recalled a fragment of a Star Trek dream. Captain Picard was aboard his own personal starship. There was a Klingon Star base that looked like organic technology. Something like a huge jellyfish. Warf gave the order to:

"Destroy Captain Picard if he gets within range."

-January 29, 1998

Dream 058: Extreme First Date

I was with Lia (girl I was talking to briefly but never became involved with) in some house. I remember us going into her room. We got naked and under the covers. I remember her tummy had a tattoo that surrounded her belly button. It was nice looking... Dark blue, almost black, and had a lacy tribal style.

I was extremely aroused, to the point that it was awkward. But I didn't have any intention of having sex with her "the first time" we were together. I could look up at a computer screen and see Lia's thoughts on display as text. They confirmed we both wanted the same thing. Her face was hazy, not as pretty as real life. Kind of dull and average. I never really felt turned on, instead I felt nervous. But she was full of desire and passion.

Note: Here again I refer to the number of times I had been with a girl. This is comparable to the typical dating mentality of waking life. First date, second date, third date appropriate behaviors and activities. This was accurate, we hadn't gone on a date. And, I doubt I had dreamed about her before this because I had only recently met her.

-January 25, 1998

Dream 020: Dream Corridor (Lucid #2)

(Lucid #2) I just remembered my dream, a lucid one! I was moving down this passage way, there was a person at the end of hall. There was a baby blue door (on the right). I remember thinking "Another lucid dream!"

Everything was superbly detailed visually. I remember trying to run down the hallway towards the person. That if I moved in such a way so that I didn't see my hands, I would run even faster!

Sadly, I don't remember who the person was at the end of the hall for sure. I questioned him about the dream, he answered clearly and straightforward. I was excited, it was very realistic. I kept thinking something was about to happen at any moment. But always reminded myself it was a dream, it will only happen if I let it.

Note: This might be the first "dream guru" I recorded. I had over the years met people in my dreams who themselves seemed lucid. They professed to be aware they were dream people and that I was dreaming. Occasionally they explained the cosmology of my dreamland to me. Sometimes they made sense, other times they didn't. There are also the nonsense explanations - that made sense while dreaming but not on awakening. Either way, I rarely remember their words it would seem.

-December 14, 1997