Remember: this is only a dream...

I'm running in place as the grassy earth turns beneath me. A naked blue-skinned brunette woman skips along ahead of me. I try to catch up to her, but no matter how fast I run, she's still just out of reach.

A woman's voice behind me whispers into my ear: "Break it"

I look back over my shoulder but no one is there. I look forward and there is a patch of yellow flowers in my path ahead of me. As I run through the flower patch, I step on something metallic and hard, which sinks into the soft ground beneath my feet.

The whole world comes to screeching halt. I stop dead in my tracks as the earth stops turning. I lift up my foot and find that I've stepped on what looks like a car brake-pedal.

I look up to see the blue-skinned woman standing directly in front of me with her back towards me. A glint of shimmering light on her blue skin catches my eye and I see a zipper attached to the base of her neck.

I reach out and touch the zipper. The woman giggles are her skin begins to unzip down along her spine. I can see a quick flash of red beneath her skin and suddenly the earth jolts to a start and begins turning again, which sends the woman off skipping ahead of me as I break into a run.

The woman's blue skin peels off of her body as falls to the grass as she skips, revealing a new layer of red skin. I jump over the pile of blue skin and continue to run after the now red-skinned woman.

The woman giggles again and I see a flash of yellow on her back before her red skin unzips and falls away to reveal a yellow layer.

She keeps merrily skipping and I keep frantically running after her as the woman's skin continues to cycle through every color of the rainbow. Only her long dark hair remains the same color.

I never see her face, but I suddenly realize that the woman is my girlfriend. I call out "Sam!"

Then I woke up.

Another dream where i am someone else, not Josh Morgan, in my dream. It's not entirely a lucid dream, but there is something unnerving about it all right the start, the first time i open my mouth and hear the voice of a teenage Irish girl, instead of my own voice.

Remember: this is only a dream...

I am an Irish immigrant girl about 13 years old, and i live with my younger brother (about 8 or 9 maybe) under a freeway overpass in makeshift hobo slum. The world of my dream is an anachronistic mix of a 1880's industrial ghetto and a modern, almost futuristic, metropolis.

It rains and rains and rains. Cold, giant raindrops. The streets are dirty and flooded. My kid brother and I are puddlejumping on our way back to the shelter of the overpass, but we discover that we can't get to our "home" because the site is undergoing heavy construction.

Men in hardhats are dragging giant hoses spewing liquid asphalt onto the walls and floors of the overpass. All of our "stuff" (blankets mostly) is covered in black sludge. My brother runs up and kicks one of the construction workers in the shin. The man doesn't even flinch and continues to spray asphalt around.

My bro runs back to me and we turn to run away but we are stopped by a man in a fedora and trenchcoat. "You kids're orphans, right?" he asks. "What's it to ya?" I snap back. "Your parents are alive and i know where they are," he says.

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I had 2 different dreams last nite about being chased. In both dreams, I was being chased by law enforcement. In the first dream, I knew I had committed a crime and deserved to be chased by the cops, but in the other dream, I had no idea why they where trying to arrest me. The major difference between the dreams is that, in the second dream, I am me, Josh Morgan, as I usually am in my dreams... I'm just in a situation very unlike my waking life. In the first dream, though, I am not ME for most of the dream. I am someone else completely. I have a twin in the dream, and I'm young, and I'm a car thief.

1) I'm watching TV. There's a news report about President Bush signing a bill that puts a federal ban on live broadcasts of police chases. On TV, Bush says, "I'm doing this so that tragedies like the one in Los Angeles involving those twin teenaged boys will never happen again." The news then rolls footage of a stolen car careening off the freeway, flipping over and over, and ejecting twin boys thru the windshield, who appear to be crushed by the car as it continues to roll over.

Suddenly, I'm no longer watching this all on TV, but instead, I am in the moment... I AM one of the twins as the car rolls over us. I feel the crushing weight of the car and scream in pain, but when the car rolls off of us, my twin and I are alive. We're hurt badly, but we can hear the sirens of the cops that had been chasing us on the freeway and we still want to get away, so we stand up, despite our broken bones and begin to run. The faster we run, the less our injuries seem to bother us. We run into a field where there is some sort of extreme motocross sporting event going on. Guys on motorcycles and ATVs are doing stunts and flips on giant ramps and halfpipes. My twin and I steal two unattended ATVs just as the copcars close in on us. We drive the ATVs around the field, up the ramps and on the halfpipes until we crash into each other mid-jump on a ramp. We're both hurt in the crash, but my twin and I manage to steal a motorcycle, and the two of us ride off, still being chased by the copcars. We ride the motorcycle away from the motocross stuff into a wide open field, but our escape route is blocked by a giant barbed-wire fence. In a very Great Escape kind of stunt, my twin tells me to jump the fence on the motorcycle, so I gun it. The bike catches major air, but not enough to clear the fence, so we crash into it and get tangled in the barbwire. The last thing I remember in the dream are the cops climbing up the fence towards us as my twin and I are dangling upside-down and bloody 50 feet in the air.

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I had many different dreams last nite cuz I kept waking up. The dreams were very vivid, but they went by really fast and they always ended rather abruptly. These are a few I remember:

1) I'm leading a team of soldiers in a strike against a compound of evil robots (Ya I know that sounds totally stupid, but that's what my dream was about). We gun down all the guard robots surrounding the compound (which kinda looks like the bunker thing on Endor in Return of the Jedi), and just as we are about to storm the entrance, a giant circuit board flies over us and blasts all of my soldiers. I'm the only one left alive so I blow up the entrance to the compound and storm in alone, where I'm surrounded by robots. I wake up before the robots kill me.

2) I'm watching a play at UCLA with my friends and our girlfriends. The play is "The Wizard of Oz", but all of the musical numbers have been replaced by U2 songs. During the first song, which is "Mysterious Ways" instead of "Somewhere over the Rainbow", my friends and most of the audience start complaining out loud about how horrible this play is. Before the song is over, most of the people in the theater have left. My guy friends say that they're leaving too, but my girlfriend wants to stay cuz one of her friends is in the play, so I tell my friends that I'm gonna stay and watch the rest with my girlfriend, but I'll walk them out of the theater. When we reach the lobby, there's a huge riotous food fight cuz the disgruntled theatergoers who decided to leave have stampeded the tables of food for the reception after the show. My friends and I push our way through the crowd out the theater, where I say goodbye and then push my way back inside. By the time I sit back down next to girlfriend, I'm covered in food. My girlfriend and her friends start picking the food off of my and eating while they watch the play, which just gets worse and worse. Some frat-type guy in the row behind me yells "This sucks!!!" so I turn around to tell him to sit down and shut up, but as I make eye contact with him, I wake up.

3) I'm in a news helicopter flying outside the balcony of a celebrity, who has just been found mutilated in her suite in a highrise complex. For some reason King Kong is climbing the building. He has nothing to do with the crime inside and people actually seem to be ignoring the giant ape. The reporter and camera man in the helicopter are shouting at Kong to get out of the way of their shot into the celebrity's apartment. I jump out of the helicopter onto King Kong, and ride on his back to the top of the building. I look out over Los Angeles in all directions. The helicopter whizzes by me, points its spotlight in my face and I wake up.

4) I'm being chased on foot by biker skinheads who are trying to kill me. I don't know why they're chasing me cuz this dream just starts with me running away from them in some unfamiliar neighborhood. I jump over a fence into some stranger's backyard. The skinheads are too fat to follow me over the fence so they try to break down the fence. I crawl through the doggie-door into the stranger's house. I don't see anyone inside the house, but there's a dog (some kind of nauseatingly cute white curly-haired terrier looking little shit). The dog doesn't bark or make any noise. It seems to like me and wants to play, but I'm too busy trying to find the front door so I can get the hell out of there before the homeowner or the psycho bikers find me. I run from room to room, the little dog in tow, but the house is a seemingly never ending maze of bedrooms. After much running around, I stop dead in my tracks when I enter a bedroom where a middle-aged woman is sleeping on an enormous bed. Neither the dog nor I make any sound, but the woman suddenly wakes, as if she can sense that I am in the room. The woman starts yelling at me to get out of her house and I try to explain that I've taken refuge in her house from psycho biker skinheads who are trying to kill me. She doesn't care why I'm in her house, she just wants me out. She grabs the lamp by her bed and charges at me swinging the lamp. I run. The dog runs ahead of me, and each time I have to choose between more than one door, the dog stands in one of the doorways and barks, as if he's calling me thru the right door. I follow the dog thru the house as the woman chases me throwing whatever she can grab. I just keep saying "I'm sorry!" to the woman and finally the dog leads me into a long hallway with an open door at the end. I run towards the door, but I wake up before I go thru it.