I guess I've come to terms with my summer

Hey everyone, if dreams are really the key to the subconscious, then I've come to terms with summer ending and going back to school. Last night I dreamed that I was like in prison, but it was nice, like a dorm meets hotel. I felt trapped and decided I was going to bust out, with some help. I had like Batman and Cat Woman and some friends help me, and it was all elaborate and stuff. But it wasn't going to be easy. I had people out to get me and keep me there.

The big day came, and I wend running. Initially it was a little hard to get my momentum, but once I got going, there was no stopping me. I had guards and traps trying to stop me. But they were no match. Then things started getting hard. Like I was in an elevator and the enemy cut the motion, so I was stuck mid floor. I wasn't going to have that. I forced the door open and slipped onto the main floor. I made it to the door, after dodging many obstacles, mostly things just in my way. I get outside and I'm in a parking lot. There was just 1 car. This was my get away car. All I had to do was hot wire it, and I knew how to do it, sort of. I reached under the steering wheel and grabbed some wires that were already pre-cut for hot wiring. I try some combinations, but none of them worked.

Then out of nowhere, I just give up and decide to go back quietly. I don't know why, but I decided to just let what had to happen happen. I put my hands where they can see them, and decide to just go back. But when I get to the door, no one attacks me, just say "welcome back" and escort me back to my room. My room looks a lot like my dorm room, and my roommate is different.

Now I'm no psychologist, but I know enough to know that that wasn't just another one of my crazy dreams. What I believe it meant was that all summer long I've been running away from school. I needed to get my momentum going initially, but after that I was in the clear. As time went on it got harder and harder to deny the inevitable, even up to the last week, being the elevator that I forced open. Then the lot, just one way out, but it can't be accessed, because I lack the necessary skills. Then eventually it kicked in that this is what happens and will happen, so just accept it. School didn't want to hurt me, but welcomed me. The help in the dream I think was my friends that I hung out with over the summer.

When I woke up I realized that it wasn't just another dream. From that I realized it was over. It had a good run but it was over, and it was time to accept my fate. Well this has been Pokematic signing off and bu-bye.

A dabble in lucid dreams.

Hey everyone, yesterday I read a thing on how to lucid dream. You know, controlling your dreams. Well the first step is knowing if it's real or dream. I already had that covered since I dream in 3rd person, and things are so weird all I have to do is look at it to know it's a dream. Now the next step is realizing it's a dream while dreaming. I've done that when it was a nightmare and was successfully able to stop it and go onto another. Before I did that in my dream, all 3 of us awakers, catholiccontriversy, happy gamer and I, were bracing themselves for going into the dream instead of just watching, hence the 3rd person perspective I guess. Well I tried calling out the dreams. The dreams didn't like that. The people in the dream would scold me and say that's not how it goes, reset. This happened many times until I realized that I need to just ride it, probably because the dreams got revenge. They were like "OK, you don't want a show, here's a field, there is nothing in this field, except for grass and small nuggets of aluminum. Go find the aluminum, in first person." Next thing I knew the sleepy time was over.

So now I'm awake. The 3 of us get a stern talking to by the dreams. They said basically that "this is our turf. We take a back seat to you guys during the day. This can give us ideas for dreams but we never interfere with the awake world. If you're going to interfere with our time, we're going to interfere with your time, and you know what we're capable of." The 3 of us were all "OK, we're sorry. We didn't know. Please don't screw in the real world."

Here's how I guess you could describe how it works with the dream. The dreams are magician. They put on a show, with things that are known to be not real, but you don't know how it's done. Even if you know how it's done, you don't let on to it. You don't say "well that's how you do it everyone!" The magicians don't like

Here's more reason why. We've had our issues when one of us spilling into the other's turf. When I made videos on catholiccontriversy's channel on youtube, he caused catholiccontriversy nothing but trouble. When I went on a journey with happy gamer and left CC behind, he got them banned from blip after 3 days. We have a yin-yang relationship, where each person has their place without the others interfering with the place unless invited to which we get the dots in yin-yang. Still even, just in different places. But when one tries to take area, bad things happen. Now have the yin-yang on 1 side of a coin, with the dreams controlling the other side. They have much more control but only exercise that when the coin is flipped, aka sleep. If they were to start coming over to the other side, bad things are sure to happen. I'd likely start hallucinating, not sure what is real and what isn't. I have a feeling I'm going to pay for my insolence tonight in the dream. I'm going to be invited up on stage for the craziness. No more trying to lucid dream, just going to enjoy the show. Well this has been Pokematic signing off and bu-bye.

A weird dream

Happy 100th blog post on this blog. What a way to have my 100th post than with a weird little dream story. I originally was going to post it to your 3 minutes, but after writing it I realized it is pokematic's blog worthy. So here we go.

I had a weird dream last night, but they are always weird. First I'll start off with some-ones house I was at. I can't remember who's it was supposed to be, but I think it was an older persons house. Well they had a TV on a swivel, and 4 DVD players on the TV, a SNES that disappeared halfway through, a dish box and a comcast box. But then nothing was connected except for a cable wire thing that didn't go into any port I knew of. It was rabbit ear ready but I figured I try it. Normally I don't dream in first person, but I did when trying to figure out how the TV worked, but it was almost as if it were a video game. I had fingerless gloves, the image was shaky, and it was out in the middle of nowhere when plugging it in, but them magically turned into a basement when it came time to turn it on. The wire thing that came into the TV that I gave it cable from the ceiling. I wanted to watch something on CBC, I think it was animated, but I don't remember what.

Now I'm in a car with my parents and a bunch of other people I don't thing I gave enough detail to to make them memorable. So we're driving along trying to find somewhere to eat, and I pick this gourmet place. Somehow it's only 2 of my friends, but I think at one point it was 3, and myself. They seat us nearly immediately. We sit down and they have these appetizer things. I wasn't sure what it was just looking at it, I swear there was other stuff in it, but it turned out to be nothing but different ways to fry potatoes. The mushrooms that were there even magically disappeared. At one point they seasoned it, but it didn't do anything. Not even their doll size pepper grinder or salad dressing did anything. So we finish that, and then comes our main course. Here's the thing, we didn't order. None of us got anything we wanted. I don't remember what my friends got, but I remember I got butter noodles. My friends are trying to speak up, but I'm the only one able to get their attention. I say "this isn't what I ordered, I didn't even order, can I have a menu." They apologise and my friends also say this isn't what they wanted. They take away our food, and within a minute bring out new food, but it ends up being the butter noodles, with something that looked like these Japanese candies that my cousin gave my family a few years ago. I still say this isn't what I wanted and then the chef came out, but there isn't anything that happened after that. Somehow my mom ended up there, but I don't know how. I know this is at the climax of the story, but there really isn't anything after that. I woke up because I was done so my biological clock says. I tried to fall back asleep, and I think I did, but unfortunately no more of that dream. Right when it was getting good. I tried to imagine what the rest would be like, but it was just quick resolve and not fun. I did figure out that they profiled the customers to figure out what they wanted. How did they get butter noodles out of me? I'm a meat man.

Well this has been Pokematic your crazy dreamer signing off and bu bye.

I think I can see into the future

Hey everyone. I've been sick the past couple of days with a bad cold, but that isn't the topic of this post. Last night, I dreamed I almost drank a suspicious glass of milk, and then today, I think I did the same exact thing. In my dream, the milk said it expired in 2013, and I dream in the present, it was super translucent, and had some chunks floating in it. This morning, I wanted some milk, and there was a glass of it in the fridge. When the milk is almost empty, my parents pour it into a cup, seal it, and put it in the fridge to save space. I drank it today, and it wasn't bad tasting or anything, but then later, I felt sick from it like when I've had bad milk in the past, but less severe.

This isn't the first time this has happened. The country club I work for requires us to request for caddie jobs and then it is posted on the website on weather we got one or not. I dreamed one night that I would carry something heavy on may back, and the next day I was called up to caddie even though I didn't get assigned a job.

Maybe these, and other small elements, are just coincidences, but I think I might be able to see the future though my dreams sometimes, but I never know I did until it happens.

My life just gets weirder and weirder. Later.