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It started out with me basically out on a walk in my neighborhood. My dream world did the thing it often does by making the world just outside my neighborhood huge and alien. This time it emptied out into a desert, with nothing but sand dunes on the horizon. It actually didn't feel too alien, I mean the desert is just over the mountains....anyway. They opened up a "giraffe park". It was basically a concrete path stretching out into the desert. And on the side they had lined up giraffes. Like, 60 foot tall giraffes. They had some weird scaffolding around their necks to keep them from walking off. There were little balloons with baskets on the bottom, and you could put food in them, and then they would somehow float back up to the giraffe's head, and they would eat. At the end of the walk (there were about 100 giraffes) was a little carriage connected to a mule, purple and oddly shaped, with vaudeville music playing out. A gypsy woman inside winked at me before the carriage sped off. I knew I had to follow it for some reason. I followed the thing (yes I could run as fast as a mule, hee-haw) into a sort of foresty area, and found a journal, which was written by a guy who had been killed by something. And then I KNEW the real reason I was there...TO FIGHT MONSTERS. So I pulled out my bow and burning sword and began to destroy things. There were dinosaurs, and jawas, and goblin soldiers, and supposedly the thing that had killed the guy who wrote the journal was a giant king of dragons that was trapped underground (I have a very clear image of the illustration in the journal), so naturally I was going to fight him. I eventually got to these two demons that looked like giant maggots with tiny heads, grown fat with the souls of men they had driven mad. I wailed on them until my sword broke. To finish them off I had to pop them, but I was out of arrows. So I was hitting them with a club in hops I could beat their skin open or something. It was then that I woke up, which was really frustrating....I really wanted to kill the demons.

I had a vivid dream in which i was sonic the hedgehog. Lots of shit went down.

I had a strange dream where I went into the dreams of other people, solved problems they have in real life...and afterward throw a pokeball at the problem so it can do no more harm.

Umm....A recurring dream I have had is me being chased by a Tyrannosaurus Rex. It chases me around one of my local libraries. The first few times it ended there. After a few times though, it chased me down a street after going around the library a few times. As it ran down the street, it shrank until we reached the front lawn of a house. When I got there, it would be about the size of a velociraptor and I would pick up a cactus and beat up the dinosaur.

Umm...sorry if that sounded wordy, its a habit.

The most memorable one I've ever had was calling a puppy, and realizing it was sick (or very malnourished). Otherwise, they tend to either be disturbing mixes of whatever I'm dwelling on in the day, or apparently future events (nothing really major, usually just something in particular, and me recalling it.)

Maybe I should try learning how to Lucid Dream.

Umm...aww, thats sad. It sounds like you don't get many happy dreams Tech.

Another recurring dream I have had is me being chased by a horde of zombies. Sometimes the horde includes people I know, and sometimes it doesn't. Either way, I always have the power to jump several hundred feet into the air. Thus it ends up being me bounding across my neighborhood as a wave of zombies tries to follow me.

It's endearing. *pat*