Crazy Dream

Last Night... (more like 4.25.05)

I lucid drempt the whole night last night..
Let me tell you one thing, it's too weird to even make up...

I'll give it the title " Jim Carrey and the Mouse ".


Here's from the point that I remember..

Alright, I'm sitting in a studio style classroom in the very front and I look behind me.. the other students are all chatting and sitting around in clumps awaiting the test. I see them conversing with one another but it's all muffled. I turn back around and gaze at the teacher..
Jim Carrey is sitting behind his desk and tapping his fingers in boredom..
"Jim," I grab his attention, " what are you doing here being a teacher? You've made plenty of great movies, all of them being super funny. Why are you teaching us Algebraic Geography?"
Jim peers up behind his fingers, "Uhh.. I don't know. What's it to you?"
"Well, couldn't you be doing something better?" I ask.
"Better than giving you guys a test?" He questions with a smurk.
I shrug my shoulders and look back at the other students. They are all gazzing at me.
"What's with this test anyway? Couldn't we just take a quiz to see if we are prepared enough for this.. uhh.. material?" I look back at Jim.
He grins and looks around at the students..
"Let me put it this way Jim, this is my dream and I don't think I would do so good on a test. Come on," I whine, "can't we just take a quiz instead? It's not like this matters.."
He hesitates then follows along with my dream. He gets up behind from his desk and grabs a small stack of papers from a manilla envelope.
I try to read the questions, but I find myself face first into the paper trying to make out the questions, squinting and straining my eyes.
I open my book and try, but fail to get any answers..
I look up at Jim sitting awkwardly in his chair, trying to find comfort in the wooden framed chair.
"I'm sorry." I proclaim, "I can't finish this man, not right now."

I get up and see a Baker with an over-sized mallot. Right next to him I see a small mouse crawling around next to 4 other over-sized mallots..
The mouse picks up the first mallot, swings, and misses. The Baker takes a small step forward. the small white creature drops the mallot and sits there. The mouse then picks up the second mallot. Swings agian. Misses again. The Baker continues to step closer. The mouse drops the second mallot and grabs the third. The Baker is just in his reach for the third swing and the mallot strikes the Baker on the top of the foot..
The Baker screams and jumps around holding his foot in agony just like a cartoon (this part, for some reason, reminded me (in my dream) of the movie The Mask, or atleast gave me that feeling of the movie). The Baker then morphs into a large tan ball that hovers above the ground about to transform into something. The mouse wastes no time and scurries off with remarkable speed.

That's when my view point changes.. I become the mouse (first person perspective).

I run under the door and hurry towards a stream with bushes and cattails along the bank. I'm now in a residential area with large fences all around. At some point the the blog changes into a wolf (i assume) and comes running in my direction as I spy from some small shrubs as my cover.

Now is where it gets a little weird..

I'm still as small as a mouse in respect to the wolf but I have large humans hands. The wolf sniffs around and catchs my scent and stares deep into my eyes, almost peering into my soul..

For some reason, I've developed the ability to wake myself up at any moment while lucid dreaming. So now is when I "put" my metaphorical finger on the "trigger" to do so.

Back to the dream.. It starts to get a little foggy but two more wolves show up (I don't know how or from where) and begin to harrass me. I punch the first wolf repeatedly and kill or immobile it while holding it jaw/mouth shut.
The other two quickly surround me and snarl their ominous teeth. Now at some point, I return to human form and scale one of the large fences only to have my foot cought in the clenches of one of the wolves. I struggle to free its grip and sit steady myself atop the fence some eight feet above the ground..

Now at this point I see no point in the dream to continue.. basically, I ran out of ideas for the overall direction. So, consequently, I wake myself and lay in bed for ten minuntes or so and trry to reflect what the hell I just drempt about.. Weirrrdddd!!

Anywho, I'll try to write down more of my interesting dreams in a journal or scrap piece of paper to share with the rest of you..

Good luck with your dreams, and goodnight.