2010 May 28 Tuesday -Dream Entry-

Taken before sleep:
-L-glutathione, 500mg
-Vitamin C with rosehips 1000mg
-Purifica Muriea


In my dream, I came out of a club, and it was night outside, I was going to the car with Valkyr, walking to the car, I abruptly came to a realization that I was dreaming. And usually when I lucid dream, I am having a nightmare, but since I wasn't, I was feeling pretty happy, we walked passed the front of parked cars, and I felt heard the hum of one of them. I put my hand on the car, and feel it vibrate with the hum, the way cars do. It was strange to feel and sense all of that in the dream, it was way too realiztic, except for the feeling of existing there, the dream felt very fragile, very easily corrupted, and it is! I've intereferred into other's dreams before, and it was very easy. So we continuted walking until we came to the car. I at the driver's side and he was at the passenger side (usually it would be the other way around), I was grinning all the way over there, and I was laughing when I opened the car door, laughing at how cool it was that I was lucid dreamming and I'm actually not having a nightmare this time. Then the car changed color and shape, it kept changing and it stopped at a all white 1953 Bel Air. I don't know why, I've never seen it before until I looked it up right now, I mean, I've seen many Bel Airs redone to some horrible designs, but never the original. My favorite car is the 1964 impala. Bel Airs normally remind me of fast food places and upper-class rich kids. Then a small green aligator popped up on top of the car, and I was amused by it, it made me happy to see it there, so out of place. I got in the car and drove. The streets were two in the morning streets. I got out of the car at some point, and then I forgot I was dreaming. 


Eventually, the sun was out, and then I got back to my original segmented dream, to do my daily dream work, I am a thief who lives making dealings with people, and a few years ago, for most of my dream life, I had been fighting and running from monsters and people, now I am disguised as a detective. I am working on a case, where I happen to be a very convincing "lover" of an alien villian, his girlfriend. He had made a deal with the guy who was driving in the car. I didn't meet him until yesterday (my dream these last two hours took up three days in my dream), he was actually pretty happy meeting the alien villian and made a deal with him for being offered and accepted the offer of managing a certain part of the aliens' plan. The alien died yesterday, now he is angry, regretting the dealing. He said "even though he's dead, he's still killing people, through us (him and this victim)", I didn't feel bad for him, it was his own fault he had gotten tanged up in the mess he's in. And I was there thinking to myself, knowing that the alien is still alive spiritually, still here, waiting for his rebirth.




The alien was a monster looking thing, two legs, two arms, one head, but he was like a a mixture of the size of a building, dinosaur skin that's a mixture of black and purple shades, he had horns all over the place. And he had a dark purple (almost black) cloak, the fancy thick and expensive ones. An evil alien monster with a sense of fashion.