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I slept terribly last night, got a few less hours than normal and kept on waking up through the night but I've remembered 4 dreams and a fragment, so its all good hehe.
1: I was a character inside a video game, sort of a cross between Minecraft and Skyrim. I sorta chose my character and then was told of my mission, to infiltrate the enemy city and see what was going on there. I had a fake name and everything, Greta Blair, even though im male(lol?), and I set off hiking through the forest to get to the city. I eventually arrived and went into a cafe/hotel to find a place to stay the night. he owner became suspicious upon seeing me, demanding my name and citizenship papers etc. I stumbled saying "Matthew Bla.. uh, Greta Blair (pronounced Gree-ta Blair), but when I showed them the papers they accepted me a bit. I retired to my room and set about hatching a plan for what to do next.
FRAGMENT: I found my brother had started a facebook account, checked out what was on it.
2: My brother and I caught the tram to school for a few days in a row, and every day a friend would have bought me a pie for breakfast. The first few times I was like, ooo yummy thanks but after a while I got suspicious, asking him why he was buying only me pies and not my brother etc. He said it was a social experiment, seeing if he could fatten me up and seeing what my brothers reaction would be. From then on I refused to eat anymore and things got a bit sour lol.
3: I was driving a car with the rest of my family in it. The brakes weren't working properly and I kept on just crashing into other cars where i would normally have stopped before them. When we got home however the brakes failed completely and I crunched into the wall. I then tried reversing back a bit so the car was in the normal spot but again I couldn't stop it. They were yelling at me about how I was doing it wrong etc and I was trying everything, but stamping on the brakes, handbrake, tapping; nothing worked. We managed to stop rolling just before backing out onto incoming traffic on the road, phew.
4: A sort of montage of me playing basketball, being somewhat the cause/involved in us losing a few games in a row horribly. I resolved myself to improve, and slowly but surely over the next few games, although we still lost, got closer and closer. In the final game, we were neck and neck with the other team well into the dying stages of the game. Finally we managed to pulla 4 point lead on them with a minute to go. Timeout was called and the coach gave an inspiring speech, the contents completely forgotten but I'm sure it was good . We went back out to play then, but I oke up as the game was finishing.I think we won though hehe.

Rescue trebuchet
I'm playing a game [maybe inside one?]. I'm standing on a cliff looking over some desolate land. A ways in front of me, some people are trapped in a station wagon that's suspended above the desert. I somehow rig up a trebuchet, then test it. The test projectile gets near the car, but doesn't hit it. Once I get it tuned, I'm going to launch myself.


Vacation reservations
I'm walking into a building while on vacation. It's mostly deserted, but there's a lady at a table asking if I want to make an appointment to go to the department store. The earliest time slot she has is eight AM the following morning. I decline her offer and keep walking, since I'm actually here to look at a selection of capes. Unfortunately, the selection is terrible, so I just leave.


Reporting tool
I'm at work, reading a ticket from one of our infra guys talking about upgrading some kind of reporting tool we use. He's not happy about it, since the new version is more expensive and under a worse license. He wonders if there's an open source tool for it. I wonder if the one I used years ago, the Apache project starting with B, would do the job. Before I can look it up to get the name, I'm pulled off on something else.


Fragments
I'm in a parking lot at night with my family and our pastor. We walk towards the road, since our cars are actually parked there. We talk as we go, then go our separate ways.

I'm at a table with my wife and brother-in-law. He doesn't seem to notice us as he talks to his father, asking what it is that I've done that makes my children obedient. Mine come when called; his ignore him.

I'm in a house, going back for something.

I awoke in my bed and did my habitual reality check, via pinching my nose and breathing through it. I found out that it was a dream and i found myself in an old bedroom i used to sleep in years ago, with a door leading to outside. I did not bother opening it and instead slowly and awkwardly phased through it without a running start this time.

When i went outside, i found that the weather was snowy and i figured that this was a good time to practice my dream magic. I practiced with the ohh so common fire ball. I focused heat in my hands and miraculously the fireball appeared, albeit small. I grew it some with concentration and threw it into the wall, it did no damage....

I threw a few more and even threw one over the fence. Some, hero kids in the near by park confronted me about my reckless magic. I then decided to practice my combat abilities and challenged them. I flew up and tried to land on the top of the fence, only to fall on my face..... I jumped up and shook it off and threw fireballs at one of the kids and it did not even burn through his coat. I then got overpowered and woke up in bed again. I knew i was dreaming and i later came across my dad who claimed we where having a shared dream..... He beat me in dream combat to.

Why oh why cant i be good at combat even in dreams..... I woke up several more times in my dream and even showed a dream character how i could use magic and promptly melted the window which was made of ice... She called it mere trickery and locked me out... Well, this is all the note worthy events.

#442 - DILD - 1:51AM

I went to bed super early but ended up with restless legs at midnight. I took 5mg Valium and returned to bed.

I am looking out a second story window with my son. Two cigar shaped aircraft hover in the sky. One lands in the yard and the other smacks the window. I realize they are just funny looking drones. I inspect the glass but find no cracks even though I am sure I heard it break. I see two boys with remotes controls across the street and I try to use my phone to record them as evidence just in case they really did damage my house. I can't get my phone to work right and I see a girl trying to get her cat on part of the roof. Somehow all of this triggers lucidity and I run down the stairs and out the front door to interact with the kids. It's now night time and they all scatter as I fly around the yard. I see the girl run in my front door so I go back after her. My cat is always trying to get out in waking life and it was no different in the dream world. I set her outside and let her run thinking this will somehow benefit her in waking life. I can't find the girl in the darkness of my house and I wonder if she phased out a wall. I see my wife in the kitchen and the dream darkens. I try to maintain but lose out to a false awakening. I enter my dream in my DJ and skip forward to work where I tell B that I got lucid last night and it was awesome. I wake up.

A lot more happened in the dream, but my recall was weak and I don't feel like adding details. I had a few other super vivid and interesting dreams until I had to get up for work.

A man flies into a church in a hurry, and runs across an old friend he hasn't seen for a long time. He's excited to see his friend's still alive, but concerned to see he's not wearing his armor - he's in jeans and a t-shirt, and there's a sense that this means he's rejected a role, walked away from something. And there's a small scar by the corner of his mouth, that's new.

Unfortunately, there's no time to talk, he's running from something - he asks his friend for help, and his friend agrees, opening a portal for him. As he's about to pass through it, however, a group of people fly into the room, wearing armor like the kind his old friend used to have, shouting for him to stop - they're acting like both the portal and his old friend are a threat. From my 3rd person perspective's location, I can't see where that portal would lead.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm fighting someone, but I've stolen his weapons and made them my own - his cloud of mist, his glowing light. I feel a snap. I'm surprised to find he dies as easily as anyone else without his toys. Three of us who'd been fighting him together drive off, leaving someone behind to clean up.

I apologize to the man driving the car, someone I've been with for years now. That whole situation had been my fault - I'm saying I couldn't just follow instructions when I should have, and "Let it get too loud." He says, "And then it didn't anymore."

I was attending college and I remember being in the school then being home and looking at the time and remembering it's getting late and that the teacher told me before that class starts at 8 and not to be late. I went into my grandfather's bedroom and there was some sort of class taking place so I sat down and we were back in college sort of. It's hazy now that I've woken. Two girls were coming in late but instead of sitting down they kept walking back and forth down the halls looking around into different bedrooms until they got to mine at the end of the hall and then started heading for the front door. I chased after them and they were way too sexy. To explain the kind of sextra they were, think "new wave Russian Porn". I talked to the sexiest girl about sex stuff for a moment until she seemed uninterested and walked outside. I turned to her friend who seemed more interested and began to explain that I was about to jizz on her. Just as soon as I said that I jizzed on her arm. She smiled. I smiled. It was a good time.

Later I'm downstairs in my grandparents house, and my uncle is there. In waking life my uncle is not allowed to be a part of the family until he gets help and sober up from lots of drugs and other things. He has tried to kill me three times and I have a Protection Order against him so he can't be near me or the house for a year. I saw him there and began to panic knowing he would try to kill me. I went into the laundry room and walked to my grandpa's tool bench to find something to defend myself with. He walked into the door way. I couldn't find a tool in time and he started walking at me and smiling and said something. I shouted for my dad and then ran out the back entry to the laundry room which leads to the garage and I tried to slam the door behind me but thought he may be too close and could catch it before it slammed. I pressed the button to open the garage and sprinted to the garage door and slid under the tiny bit that was open so far. My uncle, being a 300lb 6'4" man should have been slow... but he was right behind me. I knocked over the garbage can to slow him and tried to run as fast as I could but I was running slowly. I kept shouting and my dad came outside seemingly unconcerned. I think my uncle tripped or something and my dad wentry to stand over him to make sure he didn't get up. I started saying everything I wanted to say while he was on the ground. "Ha! Fuck you you big fat bitch! Suck my dick you twat!" I noticed it was very dark, like late night with no moon. He started cussing me and saying he's gunna kill me and I grabbed my phone to start taking photos of the scene and a video. My dad looked up to say something to the elderly neighbor who seemed concerned and was coming outside. I turned to video her for a second and when I turned back my uncle was getting up and charging at me. I ran for a second and then decided to fight. I was going to kick him in the knee and snap his knee back but for some reason it's impossible with the way he's leaning forward etc. Instead he walks right up to me and grabs me and starts to walk to the cement driveway. I imagine he's going to start beating my head into it. I claw at his face and start to grab his ear to rip it but it's like his ear is made of wood and nothing happens and I can't get a grip on it either.

The dream faded and now I'm in a car with my dad. We're pulling into this auto repair place with a lot of garages in back, lined next to one another like how car auction houses are. We pull into one and its all very familiar. We walk through some complicated hallways and into a room that only has a few basic office things in it like a chair and desk. I remembered there being a full size car in this little room bit it isn't there. I told my dad it was here earlier. We begin walking down the hall until we see a guy sitting behind this big desk that takes up the whole end of the hallway, like the kind of desk stand you sit at when you're on the witness stand in court. Just behind and to the right of him (like the judge) was a lady doing paperwork. The guy leaned forward and was grabbing papers from a printer or somebody around the corner and asked if they were waiting for those reports so he could start on some other work.

Then I woke up!
All of my dreams have a slightly dark lighting to them for some reason.

Sat 06/06/2015 2nd dream

To experience this dream while people read it I will try to go into as much detail as possible about what the church looks like.

(Those of you who have been to St James church Twickenham Middlesex will know what the church looks like from the inside).

My Church is Small it has about 18 benches either side two large alcoves at the end of a walkway, one to the right where a choir normally is with an electric organ,

One to the left where more people can sit and a podium to read the gospels.

At the Center alcove end down the end there is the altar and on every wall there are glass windows.

For this dream you will need to know about these locations

The Dream started of like as if I was going to play the organ like normal for a mass (I was not lucid at this point). There was still 15 minutes before mass started, so I had plenty of time to practice.

I went up to the organ to sit down and prepare to play, the organs keys were not there, instead was a PC Keyboard and if i touched the keyboard there was organ keys sounds coming out of it.
I thought to myself "how am I going to play the Portuguese National Anthem now?".

There were a lot of people who I knew there and some I did not who looked Portuguese. I was starting to get very concerned and left the organ to find the priest and asked what happened to the organ keys, I couldn't find him and ended up going back to the organ, then found the keys had returned and there was a choir and another organist sitting there, so I decided to take another seat and let them do the mass. A few minutes later the mass started and there was a woman 2 meters away from me holding some sort of candle, and another person holding a staff with a frock on the end. The candle set the frock on fire and both of them had to rush out of the church.

There was a lot of confusion at this point and the mass was stopped.

Everyone could see the women out of the window where the choir was and hear them shouting at each other.

It was then I realized this wasn't possible, because the real windows are above the ground, and these ones were close to the ground, so they had shifted position, I was starting to realise things were not as they seemed in life, then the women crashed through the window, I got startled, but then realised, This can not be real, I must be drea....

and woke up again.

Morning of June 6, 2015. Saturday.



Sometimes dreams are so surreal and unrelated to life and every facet of a person’s personality and thoughts and interests, it is a task to make any grounded reasonable associations. This is a good example. Nightmares are very rare for me and always seem linked to sleep apnea or my lifelong cardiac arrhythmia (which my father also had) though only problematic for a period in the 1980s, but this one comes close with the strange mood (though I still would not call it a true nightmare, as there was no residual negative emotion carried from it).

My recent vampire witch dream had a typical carryover (though it was atypically divided by more than one day) - being embarrassed about wearing clothes in public.

I am seated in a dark movie theater (while the unknown movie is showing) and realize that I am wearing clothes and thus become embarrassed since I “know” that you should not wear clothes in a movie theater, especially this particular one which is also a library. Even more frustrating, I seem to be wearing a clown outfit (with no back story on how this occurred) or at least a white shirt with dark pink pompom (or pompon) clown suit buttons that are about the size of a small fist.

I stealthily leave the movie theater with one hand each on the top two buttons to hide them. I get the impression that someone is laughing at my clothed body. However, I manage to suddenly find myself (as if by teleportation) in a different scene in a library checkout area - which is also somehow the same theater’s lobby - where my shirt seems to be normal though I still seem to be holding pompoms in my closed fists. However, they are moving. I place them on the counter and they are each a small cuttlefish, which writhe around (as if disoriented) a bit and then decide to mate. This in turn is my payment for an overdue fee regarding books I did not even check out, but I do not question it. (I think cuttlefish are metaphorical for human hands as with spiders, because both instantly make me visually associate human hands - in fact, my “Things From Outer Space” childhood dream seemed to feature more of a giant cuttlefish-like creature than an alien spider - though actually recognized in-dream as a “giant” hand with theatrical enhancements - this being the first time I have clearly made that connection even though other creatures, such as the octopus-man, were also ocean-related).

In another scene, I become aware of an annoying (stray?) cat, possibly a darker tortoiseshell. I am not sure who it belongs to. I eventually see that it is only a piece of a cat; the head and front part of the body (with two legs), yet almost flattened into a two-dimensional form (though still with perceivable volume). It cannot possibly be alive, but it somehow is. When I pick it up to check on its status, it makes strange meowing sounds and I consider that it may be just a residual muscle reflex and that the animal is not aware of anything. However, there is slight movement as it meows, but I decide it will probably not live very long so I put it in a cardboard box and into a commercial dumpster in an alley in a business district. I do not have the will or interest to “put it out of its misery”.

After this, I have a very uneasy awareness that the cat will exist like this forever (long after I am gone) and I feel a bit guilty over its immortality as such, as it goes (without any of its own intent) to places unknown (perhaps trapped beneath layers of debris and not able to do anything or to be a “proper” cat and enjoy its cathood). It is a haunted feeling, although the creature cannot move much or walk (and thus cannot threaten me). It is almost like being aware of a human mind being “trapped” in a particular time period or culture (or religion) for endless years.

Before I type this, I just want DV members to know, that normally, this type of dream would stay in a secret dream journal, because I would wan't want people in the world to know about a certain secret/passion of mine. I have come realise though this site I can share this secret, because if I get any emails about it, or replies from people I know, I will find out they are also DV members, also I would want to know if other share the same passion.

Sat 06 June 2015
1st Dream

I had entered this dream around afternoon time (dreamworld time) I had been going around a department store looking for a present for someone (not sure who) The store look kinda familiar and was big (I was still not lucid at this point), I went down an isle objects such as clothes and perfumes at my side, then I went an escalator to the next floor I saw a large square in the middle of the floor covered with various gifts but one in particular caught my eye. The was 2 boxes large long like big oblong with a see through window and my passion in plain sight. The boxes had large uninflated balloons 24 inch (round) in them. At this point I had to hold myself from making any reaction, because there were to many people around, there were even more balloons around other kind of stalls, I knew if I made to much of a reaction my secret would be exposed, I decided to walk away take a breather, the price wasn't bad either £10.94 I thought why not (I can find a way to hide them), then I came back and tried purchase one box. the box was being in a raffle rather than a sale. I was disappointed but thought (it is not meant to be) so I was about to walk away when suddenly I noticed that the box had got smaller, and asked if that was the box that was there a while ago, the sales woman who I spoke to said "yes, it hasn't been changed, why do you ask"

At this I realised "I must be Dreamin....

And Woke Up, cursing in my mind that from that point I wasn't able to stay lucid and enjoy a deep desire of mine.

I was standing atop a rock platform, floating in the space surrounded by black, jelly substance. I had to jump to the other platforms, but when I tried strong wind pushed me into space, and when I touched jelly I've got teleported to my house.

I appeared on the coach in the living room. My mother appeared and said: "Wind pushed you out? There's a combination that can stop the wind, so you could try again." Then she took a Rubik's cube, and after making a combination I got teleported again.

I landed in a ghost town from western films. Whole place was surrounded by green-gray jelly, and there were huge fishes resembling dinosaurs swimming in it. There were weapons scattered around. I looked around, and saw that the whole town was taken by cultists of Tchernobog.

I sneaked past a few of them, and found Springfield rifles used in WWII behind a church. There was a salloon in front of the church. Atop the high building, there were cultists waiting with bundles of TNT for me to appear. I jumped from behind the corner and started to shoot.

Cultists with shotguns and rifles ran around like crazy, trying to shoot me all the time. Cultists from the rooftop threw TNT spreading destruction all around. My rifle was so strong that it knocked enemies many metres back.

When I finally shot down all those brown robed men, a huge fish from the jelly started to swim in my direction. I tried to run away, but the fish was getting closer.

1. I was outside of some school. The sky was almost pitch black and was pouring down heavy rain. The school was at least 5 stories and had huge glass curtain walls on the front side. I was walking towards the school and in front of me there were what seemed to be a group of students going the same way. I looked to see who was in the group as I continued walking. I noticed one girl that I knew from school, Faith. She is a little shorter than me and considerably slim. As I follow the other students I remember thinking to myself, "I'm so glad that school is over. Honestly wouldn't mind banging a chick right now". Suddenly Faith stops following the group that she is in and stays back. I am still walking and I am walking up to her now.
Out of no where Faith bends over and pulls down the tight skinny jeans that she was wearing, along with her panties. I can now see her entire ass. She looks back at me with an extremely seductive look. I immediately become lucid and realize what's going on. "Damn am I going to give it to her" I think to myself. I walk over to her and we start banging. As we were banging I realized how loose Faith felt. She felt so loose that I was barely creating any friction inside of her. "Follow me, we're going somewhere more private" I tell her. I bring her inside of a building next to the school and it is empty inside. All of the lights are off but the moon outside it still providing enough light. We start banging again. "You know what, after this I'll go see [certain DC's name]. I won't forget" I think to myself.
I continue smashing Faith and I look around while doing so, just to take in all of my surroundings as usual. I realize that my vision is starting to fade, but its a steady fade, as though my vision faded a little bit and then stopped. I realized that the dream was fading because of the fact that I wasn't putting all of my awareness in the dream. I start to focus on what I am doing and my vision improves a little bit but then goes back. I remember feeling so glad that I finally broke my dry spell, and I still had in mind that I was going to see that certain DC that I've been looking for. The heavy rain continued coming down along with lightening.
After I finished smashing Faith, my vision fixed on its own(probably because of my expectation) and I walk back outside. I walk across the bridge that leads to the school and go into the school courtyard. Suddenly it stops raining. I see a big white fridge in the middle of the courtyard, but it is floating about 15 in the air. I go over to it and jump up to try to open it. I jump pretty high and it seems as though there is almost zero gravity all of a sudden. I float up slowly and open the fridge. Inside I see a bunch of holographic symbols and holographic food. I close the fridge door and float back down. A couple of guys walk out the front door of the school and start a scene by being hostile to me. Here I become too involved and because I didn't maintain awareness I lost lucidity. We continue arguing.

6.5.15

Afternoon sleep 12:30pm-6:40 pm

I notice a small bump on my left hand pointy finger. There is something in it. I pull it out and its some kind of a tiny fly, like a gnat. Tiny black body, long legs. It's all wet from the fluid in my bump. As I'm holding it in the tweezers, it dries off, spreads it's wings and now it's a tiny butterfly. I can clearly see the antenae, larger upper and smaller lower wings. It has dark read, brownish and black pattern. Someone walks up to me and I tell him with alarm that this thing just came out of my finger. That's when it flies away. I know I have to catch it or it will lay it's eggs in somebody again. I take a swat but miss. I finally pinch it mid-air with my left thumb and pointy finger. I feel two stings, one on each finger. I'm like great, now I have 2 bites.

That person that walked up to me earlier, I can't decide if its a male or female. I think it's both, he/she is a friend but I'm cautious with him/her. He starts squeezing my finger to get the deposit out and puss and some blood is squirting out. I think I still should go to a doctor to get some antidote for the parasite.

(I dedicate this dream to a friend who likes to watch bot fly larvae removal videos)

I don’t know how the dream began, but this is the furthest back I can remember. I was with my mother and some other people. I’m not sure what we were doing. Suddenly, some of my teeth began to become loose so I pulled them out. I looked in the mirror though and it didn’t seem like I had lost so many, I only noticed one spot, and I’m not sure if the gap was right.

The dream later changed to be more like a video game. I was playing with a guy and my sisters. We were trying to steal a pirate ship that was docked. We died the first time we tried though. We later tried again and then retreated but the owners of the pirate ship chased after us. The owners were two caucasian teenage or young adult guys. The boss had light brown or dirty blond hair and I think his friend had brown hair. For weapons they had two daggers and a saber.

The order of events becomes a bit fuzzy after this point, mostly in relation to the pirate ship stuff.

The game became slightly less game-like and a bit more real, as in I didn’t view everything from 3rd person. Again, I attempted to steal from the pirate ship, but the boys chased after me. They chased me up many series of steps to the top of a platform. The leader held a dagger to my throat and threatened to slit my throat. I knew that I would not die in real life, but I still did not want to die. I don’t remember exactly what I said, but somehow I stalled them enough to slip out of the boys grasp and jump off the platform and soar away. I remember saying something along the lines of “Sorry, I don’t feel like dying” before soaring off. I soared to a white stone-brick tower a little ways away and landed at its entrance. I then ran up the stairs. The boys were fast though and after not long I could hear their feet stomping up the wooden stairs. I ended up getting to a balcony before they could reach me though and jumped off and soared away.

I soared to the ship while they were away and stole it. The ship somehow shrunk to kid size and it could no longer carry all of its items effectively. Many of its items floated in the water nearby, most of them food. My guy friend and I ended up gathering the floating items together and bringing them further out to sea, which was not far at all as our feet were still touching the ground. We later found a wooden shack though that we hid the stuff in. The pirates ended up coming looking for it but I don’t think they found it, or maybe they found us. I remember leaving for one reason or another anyways.

For some reason I ended up getting on a flying train with my sisters and a guy friend, but I’m not sure if it was the same guy (btw, not any guy I know in real life). The train was white with brownish floors had a sort of bubbly shape to, it sort of looked like a blow-up vehicle (like a bouncy house sort of feel). The train ride was very cool. We flew over beautiful nature landscapes, an ocean, and brilliantly lit city at night. Some of the buildings were all glass so that the whole building glowed. The city felt a bit familiar, like I might have dreamt about it before. During the ride though, a few strange things happened.

On the train, I somehow became pregnant, and the guy that had come on the train with me was apparently the father. The supposed father was pale and fairly tall with short black hair. He was busy during most of the train ride though and we didn’t really talk much. On the train was also my mother. I know we spoke to each other, but I can’t remember the details. All I know was that it had something to do with my pregnancy.

After some time, I had my baby. It was very weird though. Well, the whole pregnancy had been weird really. It had lasted only a short time and I’m not sure if I had any signs of being pregnant (no large belly). When I did “give birth” the baby actually just appeared outside of me and began walking around. The baby did not look like a newborn. They were very clearly toddler age. They had light skin and red hair like Disney’s Ariel. After only a few minutes they grew again and their hair grew halfway down their back. I tried to get their “father” to interact with them but they were always busy working. Not long after I woke up.

We were all in Dalton and Tim's bedroom, but I remember that it was very altered in the dream. Tim was being very mean to Dalton, for no good reason; he was so mean that Dalton was starting to cry. It was beginning to make me angry, because Dalton hadn't done anything to deserve that kind of mistreatment, and I was mentally preparing to lash back at Tim.

Reality: Dalton and Tim were fighting last night over money, and in fact it was kinda/sorta the other way around.