tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70050054145503265662024-09-08T10:55:19.665-07:00reychop.exehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01695609003557878738noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005005414550326566.post-42275805595542258602010-05-13T15:37:00.000-07:002010-05-13T15:37:22.075-07:00This is one of the many occasions that I've had a lucid dream. And given the weirdness of the dream, I decided to dedicate another blog for any dreams that I manage to remember.<br /> <br /> This one is a bit hazy and unclear for only in the middle of the dream, when I reached the sea/beach that I am aware I was dreaming and was able to control myself from then.<br /> <br /> =====<br /> <br /> I seemed to have a fight with someone after a lunch at home. After eating a wonderful dinner, I called a taxi, a weirdly shaped taxi (shaped a lot like a Galloper) and went to a strange place where there is a beach in construction.<br /> <br /> Everything went in a daze and everything's unclear. But the beach where I'm standing on is very shallow, like a mud puddle and then, on the other side (the shallow beach is on a cliff which separated it from the main sea), is a very beautiful blue seawater.<br /> <br /> Just as I was taking pictures with my camera, it suddenly started raining. Weird thing is, I didn't get wet. I met a boy who got some bleach inhalant addiction, nodding fishermen (probably from watching Shaun of the dead) and a lot of tourists taking picture of the unreachable beach to the other side.<br /> <br /> Everything feels weird. And I don't even know how I went home because it's a totally different world.reychop.exehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01695609003557878738noreply@blogger.com0