Awesome thread.

I've lived for months at a time at the supposed 4.5 - 5 "level" as I understand it... Some examples: I was fighting nazis and jumped on a bus to escape, then one popped up and shot me point blank in the face and when I realized that would be fatal, I "rewound" the dream and killed that bastard first. Another time I realized I was trapped in a haunted house and magically armed myself with a crowbar, with which I killed my first werewolf!

After that, I started smoking pot and drinking again, and pretty much don't remember anything I probably dream.

I had pages and pages of dates and dreams and pathetic attempts to encompass all the details of those dreams in journals, that even fifteen years later I could recall, with the help of my own documentation.

Lots of violent dreams. Most dreams trace back to the bad neighborhood I reached puberty in, although if anything I was underabused. Must have deep psychological stuff behind that neighborhood somehow. Hard not to assume I have unfinished business there since my own brain reminds me of it constantly.

But back to something a ltttle less personal...

Have you ever had a dream where Something Bad was out to get you and all you had was a poorly working BB gun to defend yourself with or is it just me?

After a few weeks of that, I graduated to the crowbar.