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Me and a few others, including somebody who looked like a kid named john I know in real life, were
in this small really sketchy basement room with this guy that looked like Ron Jeremy, about to rob
the vault of his bank. We start off by asking him "what would you do if we were to rob you?" or
something, as if theoretically, to scope it all out, but he says "i'd pull the alarm" and he hits
this switch on the wall and alarms start going off. we fight him and turn it off.
I guess theres a bigger fight or something because the dream skips to me being in my parents house
main floor, which is I guess just upstairs from the bank, and we have all these people over
discussing what we're gonna do to not get in trouble with the law. Somebody suggests burning down
my parents house and I of course am not 'down' with such an idea. I suggest we just leave.
me and this kid that looks like john get on a wooden scooter-bike type thing and he pedels it
through the snow, in the dark. I see a cop car go by, looks like they're after us but couldn't find
the house right away because they took a wrong turn on Oak Hollow. I tell john that I saw the cop
car and he's like "I know!"
So we're pedeling through the snow and then it's not snowy anymore, and it's daytime too. at some
point on the trip I learn that our teamate is dead and I didn't know. Somehow we've been carrying
his body with us even though we're on this tiny scooter thing. I guess the reason we were traveling
was to dump his body somewhere to hide evidence for whatever reason.
So we come to this... it seems like a carnival junkyard, also with railways and abandonded traincars
all over the place. a lot of grass and mud too. We scope it out before carrying the body out to
bury, and there's a person or two around, which I initially think is a problem, but apparantly it's
not.. since I guess there's nothing wrong or suspicious with burying your dead. We go back to get
the body and 'john' just pulls it like he has no respect for it, banging the bodies head into the
metal siding of the traincar. ( I don't know why the body is in a traincar all of a sudden). The
dude we thought was dead is like "OWW!!" and apprantly he was just unconcsious, which is what I
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I was in my parents house, and in walks 'lexifer', this kid I know online (in real life) from when I
posted on the Cold Message Board, who lives in Europe somewhere.
Since he lives in Europe, I was in shock that he was in my parents house. So I start yelling and
getting excited, but he ignores me, which is odd.
Then my dead grandmother walks in. My dead grandmother triggered another lucid dream I had, so at
this point I realized I was dreaming. But not entirely, I logically knew I had to be, but I
couldn't REALIZE it. My grandmother starts saying "yes ben, you ARE dreaming!" and with this, I
realize the dream.
It is a nice summer day, and now that I've realized the dream I don't care about talking to anyone,
so I head outside. It is absolutely perfect outside, there are leaves flying in the wind, and
almost completely blue sky with a few clouds, very warm out. I just walk down the driveway soaking
the beauty and detail of it all in.
at this point I realize that I feel like I'm on ecstasy (MDMA)
Not only did I feel the whole love thing where everything seems to be pulsing with meaning, but I
actually felt a buzz in my legs, something that I had forgotten about being a detail of the ecstasy
experience from what I read online, making the experience very genuine/clear, not a concoction of
I walk down the driveway and I could cry it's so beautiful. I understand that
my mind is making everything around me, even the MDMA feeling. I walk out to the middle of the road
and look up at the sky and it blows me away how real it looks and how much detail there is. I look
at it and I say "this is not real!" with much excitement, holding my hand up to it. I don't know
what I want to do, and because of the ecstasy feeling I don't care, there's just no point in doing
anything, so I lie down
in the middle of the road to just watch the sky and feel good. I close my eyes and suddenly realize
that when I open them the dream will be gone. I try my hardest, but when I open them, sure enough
I see my bedspread and the orange carpet at my apartment (I sleep on the floor)
this is a picture of my parents driveway, the same sunnyness as I remember from the dream, it's
almost like an exact snapshot of what I saw as I begin walking down the driveway:
and out front, except I was more to the left, at the base of the driveway, just before I lied down.
Looking at both houses just before.
I had this dream in october or november of 2006, as best I can remember.
This was probably the best dream I've ever had.... What made it so amazing was how real the ecstasy
feeling was, that it actually made me remember what I forgot. For it to happen while lucid made it
all the clearer and more amazing to me.
I've had a few lucid dreams, but this was the second good and lasting lucid dream I've ever had.
It'd been about two or three years since my previous good and lasting lucid dream.
I question whether dreams are truly lucid or if they are just a script in which you are told that
you are lucid, like you have a dream about a lucid dream fed to you? It's a shame how dreams fade
because it gets hard to answer this question. Eventually it seems I only have the words of the
experience. I try to be as honest as possible about what happened in this dream, though. I don't
feel I exageratted the ecstasy feeling.