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    1. 9 Apr: Surreal hospital in the middle of a prairie

      by , 04-09-2022 at 09:09 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

      I am at some kind of hospital, but it also looks like a shopping center. The beds and medical machines are lined up at a large corridor and in between there are vendor stalls. At first I am not even aware that I am there as a pacient. I am thirsty and I spot a little faucet and I open it to drink. Two nurses come by and yell at me that it controls an IV drip of a patient and that's when I realize this place is a hospital. I find the main door to the outside and decide to leave, as I don't feel sick. Outside is a vast prairie with green grass and blue sky. In front of me is a tree which somehow is also the incarnation of my past crush BadWolf. He has a hole through his head / canopy. I feel pulled to him / it and I decide to plunge into his torax / trunk for unknown reasons. Nothing weird works, he simply disappears and I land in the prairie field which is covered in a beautiful variety of wild flowers.

      Updated 06-20-2022 at 09:17 PM by 34880

      Categories
      non-lucid
    2. cxciii. Into the drawing, Self-aware McGee flying a plane

      by , 11-29-2020 at 10:14 PM
      22nd November 2020

      Dream:

      I was sitting at a desk and there was a piece of paper; it was blank or had something recently drawn on it. I wanted to practice doing buildings and started off with a very simple rectangular one. I wasn't being able to keep the lines steady in any direction, which annoyed me.

      Then, next to this building, I started drawing another building starting with a sloping roof and then drawing in some windows but then quite soon I was drawing these small cross sections in parts of this building and these sections started draw themselves full of complete scenes of what the rooms were like. I kept drawing cross section bits and adding in small details and finding details adding themselves to the drawing. As I kept my focus on drawing, perceptually, it started to feel like I kept getting closer and closer to the paper.

      Very gradually and seamlessly, I entered one of these scenes but I could somehow still see things sort of in cross section, like in a 2.5D platformer game or something.

      I remember a few characters, there was an elephant lady on a bed in a room above or adjacent to the main view/focus; she had some lights on but it was otherwise dark in her room and she was sliding the end of her trunk on a grating to a ventilation shaft; this made noise that scared another character in a different room and I think that character became angry out of embarrassment or something.

      Later on, some bit where there was a nurse character, whose details I don't remember so well. I knocked her on the head with something massive and she went down (through the floor or over a mezzanine?) and something broke her fall, I think maybe me. I remember telling her "you idiot, this is my dream!". In the dream this was meant as some sort of explanation to the confusion she displayed when she realised she was fine after the hit and the fall. Nearby up some steps on a flat tier was a giant cobra, but in the dream I thought it was an adder, for some reason.

      Fragment:

      An earlier dream focused on NCIS, but which I don't care enough to make full note of the details. The dream focused on McGee and he was flying a small private jet and then someone is with him passes him a phone, with Gibbs on the line. In the dream it was like in the actual show, in terms of witticisms, humour and timings. McGee was more self-aware as a character than any other and questioned how could it be possible that Ducky and Gibbs were already at the scene in this other country he'd now be landing in at.



      Notes:

      - In the first dream, the whole thing reminded me a bit of the type of crazy and silly drawings in "finding Wally". I went through a few of those books quite often when I was younger. I don't know where those books are or if they were thrown away.

      - A lot of detail was missing from my recall but the from the moment the scenes started being filled in as I drew cross sections and windows, there was a huge amount of ornamental detailing to the scenes that made them feel overly complete.

      - I haven't seen a snake in my dreams for a while and I don't think I'd ever had an elephant in a dream before (hm, which also has a "snake" on its face?).

      - There was some kind of dark and red-ish lighting to the room/area the giant cobra was in.

      - The nurse did elicit some type of pre-lucid awareness, especially considering my remark to her confusion.

      - I slept quite poorly. My neck and lower teeth were aching as I wrote my notes and afterwards.
    3. Undercover Under Cover

      by , 07-26-2018 at 09:26 PM
      Morning of July 26, 2018. Thursday.

      Reading time: 1 min 51 sec. Readability score: 71.



      My dream starts with a scenario involving what I think are people working for the EPA. I am present, though I am not originally a part of their group. Something happens to an unknown male. It involves a tree that had fallen on him.

      The background story changes. The leader (probably Andrew Wheeler) gives me the job of guarding the man who was injured (probably Scott Pruitt). I am to pretend to be a police officer during his hospital stay. I tell them that I do not have experience doing this. They say that they will give me the proper outfit. I am to stay in his hospital room until further notice. Later, I am wearing a turquoise uniform.

      I sit in a chair on the left side of his bed. He does not wake or move at any point. His head is at an odd angle, as his pillow elevates his neck but no other part of his body or head. It appears he might be uncomfortable (even though he is asleep), though I cannot be sure. An unfamiliar nurse tells me, “Well, it’s better to have indigestion than a broken neck.”

      As I sit there, I feel confident in my role. Eventually, however, an unknown male walks in, a police lieutenant of about sixty years of age. He stands across from me and talks to the nurse. Although I feel confident in my role, my non-lucid RAS mediation begins to waver. I start to realize that I might have been given an incorrect police uniform from another department. I also consider that he probably knows all of the officers in the area and eventually start to question who I am.

      Eventually, the RAS avatar responds to my silent subliminal commands and stares at me. “What are you up to here?” he says in his role as the police lieutenant. He brushes my uniform, and I notice some dust on a few areas of the jacket. I realize that he knows I am not one of his officers and not even wearing the correct uniform for this region.

      He does not tell any of the hospital staff that I am an imposter and does not even question me from here. He turns around and walks to the doorway. “You’re going to regret that,” I boldly call out after him. I start to tell him that I am “working undercover.”

      Then I realize, looking to my right, that the other man asleep in the bed is me, literally under the covers.



      It is virtually the opposite of a dream from yesterday, where transpersonal interconsciousness avatars were posing as female police officers, and I questioned them (except in that dream, “An Unwarranted Treasure Hunt,” more of my conscious self identity was present). How hilarious can it get?


      Categories
      non-lucid
    4. Walls Have Eyes DILD

      by , 08-31-2015 at 12:51 AM (Inner World حلم Gamma Waves)
      I was running toward a building trying to find the nearest building. I notice a pathway that would help reach the building faster as I knew someone was chasing me. I open the door and notice another door through the hallway, the walls were lime green windows. I could see the reflection of the man chasing me from one of the windows. The door ahead of me appear to be the only way to continue moving forward so I open the silver door. That's when I found myself inside a hospital, there was a nurse staring at me.

      For some reason I got the feeling that this person was familiar but still didn't know who it was. Once there, I tried to wall run one of the walls to reach the ceiling but my legs wouldn't follow up like Mirrors edge. The nurse began to approach with a concern face but right after the police officer blast through the door. He walks up to me quickly and demanded that we talk. I began getting these odd sensations and became lucid. Everything seem clearer now and brighter as if I had more clarity.

      I then said I am dreaming and look to the window and could see it was sunny. I then catch a group of people over the corner, I took and seat and listen to what they were talking about. Apparently they were preaching about sponge bob and how he had made them all smile. Worshiping sponge bob was my cue to find a way to leave this place. I saw a window near by and decided I should try to go through it. I ran toward it only to get smack on my face.

      I still need better control. I got the impression that the group preaching were watching me and that they to had a sense of being lucid. I continue to find my way through the building and spotted a black stairway to go down. The place now looks like it was made for a kids birthday party. I could hear a manager talk about how well his employee performed but stated he would have to pay him some other time. That's when I found a double door leading me back to the hospital main room.

      I could see the silver metal door but before I could open it I woke up. Lucidity Time: 5 minutes
    5. Parkour Office

      by , 03-15-2015 at 06:16 PM (The Dream Magic Experiment)
      7:36 p.m.

      I was with some parkour (PKPH) people in some sort of office I was practicing some stunts, flips, jumps and twists. I felt I was too active in that limited space. Ken told us to meet the nurse/doctor via e-mail/text. I went as soon as I saw the message, which was already late. The doctor/nurse (male) was with Ken, but then Ken left us alone. The doctor/nurse told me to take care of my bones, particularly on my right knee. He then said something taking care of myself that somehow related to sex, but I didn't get. I asked him to clarify. When I got it, I just smiled and told him I'm not sexually active. He smiled a knowing smile, probably a smirk, and said "Yeah, you're not."

      Then I heard him talk to Ken about how I very easily let him (the doctor) "in" through my mind. The context was hypnosis. I was walking around the office. It was late. It's probably dark outside and some people went home already. Reminded me of the night I trained in Ninja Academy.

      Strangers arrived. New group. Complaining about not getting attention.

      ---

      Notes:

      - I had parkour training the entire morning.
      - I slept at around 4:30 p.m.
      - Woke up at 7:36 p.m.
    6. Creepy Medical Facility and a Glass Elevator

      by , 07-27-2014 at 06:22 PM
      LUCID x 2
      WBTB + supplement (8 mg galantamine)
      DEID


      I am at work, talking to L. She just did a strip tease for the guys in the SEC. I note how skinny she looks. I wonder how she can get away with doing this in the work place. HR would freak if they knew this was going on here. L doesn't seem well, and I learn she recently got a DUI. She tries to make it sound like we are alike, especially with the DUI. I tell her she is wrong, I never got a DUI. I see another woman, preparing to take a shower. I think it is my friend H.

      Irritated by my conversation with L, I feel myself lift up toward the ceiling. I start to spin, and realize I am dreaming. Excited, I float along the ceiling slowly, trying to maintain focus in the dream. I move toward a doorway, wanting to leave this dream scene. I exit through the door and start walking down the stairs. I am a little worried, because I have dreamed this kind of stairway before, and those dreams are often unpleasant. I remind myself to keep my fear in check. I exit through another door and find myself in a strange hall. It looks like some kind of medical facility. Far down the hall I see what appears to be tubes that may have people in them. I see a woman in the hall, maybe a nurse. She looks surprised and upset, and she says I can't be here. I try to reassure her. I look directly at her and tell her in a calm voice "It's OK, I am dreaming. This is a dream." She does not believe me. I wake up.

      Excited about my success with having an LD, I hold very still in bed, determined to immediately re-enter the dream state to try again. I imagine myself floating toward the ceiling and spinning like in my previous dream, and in just a few seconds I am dreaming again! I am in a large building, so I decide to go exploring. I become aware that my bladder is full and I really need to pee (LMAO), so I think hard about what I need to do to stabilize myself as long as possible. I tell myself that it is my dream body that is experiencing the physical sensation, not my physical body. I also clap my hands several times to try to ground myself in my dream body, which works well.

      As I explore the dark hallways, I remember that my LD goal is to find an elevator. I turn a corner and see one at the end of the hallway. I want it to be a glass elevator so I can see the view outside. I press the button and hope for the best. The door opens and it is a glass elevator! I get in and press a button. It is very dark outside, and the dream is unclear. The elevator is not moving up or down, but sideways instead. I watch the scenery carefully, trying to will it to become clearer. I see city lights, and finally an ocean scene far in the distance. I want to get out to go see the ocean. I exit and start walking down a road. There are no DC anywhere. It looks like a very long walk to reach the shore but I am determined. I have to keep clapping my hands to stay focused. Along the way, I remember that I'd like to try eating something. I want some pasta since my gluten intolerance has made it impossible to enjoy real pasta for years now. I see a small Italian restaurant ahead. As I get closer, I see the doors are very small, and I don't think I will fit through them. I decide to keep walking rather than risk waking myself up by shoving myself through an impossible door. The last part of my walk is on a narrow dirt path, with some steep edges. There is a ravine on my right. I am very close now, and I see a nice building on the shore, which appears to be luxury apartments. I wake up before I reach it.

      Updated 07-27-2014 at 06:53 PM by 68404

      Categories
      lucid , task of the month
    7. Oct 25 Dream Journal: Frog Jobs

      by , 10-26-2013 at 12:37 AM
      I dream that I'm an editor starting my first day of a new job/assignment. I stumble into an office, and before the door closes, I think the rest of the offices looks like it was from the set of Scrubs. This office is rectangular, and has a large desk facing away from a large window, so I sit down and start to write.

      In the middle of my work, a nurse brings another editor (who I also know is a new hire) into the room. I start to apologize for using this office, but the nurse cuts me off before I could begin, and I soon realize she thinks I'm a doctor and this is my actual office. Both the nurse and the other new editor subsequently become under my direct supervision. I'm not sure what happened, but this causes me to become the hospital's Chief of Staff somehow, and the nurse becomes my right-hand woman and the new editor becomes my executive assistant. Sweet.

      Somehow, a frog gets under my desk. It's situated in a way where when it jumps, it'll bang its head against the bottom ledge of the desk and rebound back to where it is, as if it has only one jump setting. It doesn't seem to be hurt (or understand what it happening), so it keeps jumping and banging into my desk. None of the other nurses who try to catch him are able to, so I finally get a blanket and put it in front of the frog so that it'll jump into it, and then I just wrap it up.

      My plan worked for a bit, but because of the blanket cutting it off, the frog instead jumps into my shins and begins attacking me with its teeth and claws; yes, apparently in this reality, frogs will fuck your shit up. Thankfully, the dream fades.

      I also vaguely remember I was a cop in another dream, but that's about it.
    8. School Daze

      by , 09-26-2013 at 03:07 AM
      Date: September 25, 2013
      Technique: MILD & WBTB (attempt to DILD...nothing happened)
      Total sleep time: 8.5 hours


      Dream 1

      Me and my sis in law was working at an elementary school. We had cafeteria duty (were teachers just stand there and watch the kids eat). While standing up against a wall, a student looked at me and said, "Come sit with me, I saved you a seat and I got you an extra salad." I have no idea why the student was talking to me like I was a kid, but that should have been enough to get me lucid...it didn't.

      Dream 2

      Not sure if this was a continuation of the first dream, but I back with my sis in law again and this time she is working for the elementary school as a school nurse. She has to travel using her own car and I was holding a piece of blank paper. She took the paper from my hand and told me she was going to use it to hide how she gets extra money for driving her own car from the school system. Don't know what she was going to do, but she gave me a 'wink' like whatever she was going to do, it was going to be illegal.

      Fraggle

      Cats, cats, and more cats were everywhere inside my house.

      Note: I'm so happy that I had such great recall that I haven't had in a long time .
    9. Take the damn blood!

      by , 09-21-2013 at 12:54 AM
      September 20, 2013
      Method: MILD & WBTB
      Total Sleep Time: Not enough!

      Woke up running out of the bed because I had over slept. I had the entire dream in my mind and by the time my feet hit the floor it had turned into a fragment . All I remember was my sister working as a nurse and I was her patient and she was trying to give me blood and I was refusing to take it. She was so adamant about the blood transfusion trying to encourage me that I will be alright if I take the blood, but I continued to refuse...I even remember her chasing me with the syringe full of blood.
    10. Horrible Camping in the Woods

      by , 05-21-2013 at 02:51 PM
      It is a school camping in the woods, my friend and I noticed an abandoned mall in the woods, we went in to explore. After that, a [COLOR=#b22222]deformed nurse with an ugly face[/COLOR] started to chase us and we kept running. I was lost in the mall and I can't find my friend. That moment I thought the nurse was gone but she reappeared again in a shop just beside me. She stared at me through the shop's window with a [COLOR=#b22222]horrible deformed face[/COLOR]. With fear, I ran to a small storage room and locked the door. The place was dark and humid, I woke up.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    11. Beach; escape from hospital; old lady wants a ride

      by
      gab
      , 05-10-2013 at 07:08 PM (Turquoise Dreams)
      Friday 5/10/13

      Last night bed 1:40am - 10:15am Watching The Galaxy Quest

      DR1 - I'm with a friend of mine in a beach hotel. it's already second day, and I realize I have not gone to the beach yet. I look out the door and ocean on the left is in distance. The sandy beach between us is very wide. Some people are sunbathing nearby.

      Something happened to my shorts, so I'm looking for new pair in a drower. There is a green pair and salmon colored one.

      DR2 - I'm in a long, one story building. Feels like a hospital or clinic. I'm getting away. I make it past the main door and outside in a park I'm hiding from a nurse that's following me. She runs towards me and I can't run fast.

      There are some gorillas at the front door. They are friendly and I pet one of them as I walk by.

      Back inside some building. There is a guy in upstairs room and some guys friends of mine. I ask him if he is running from police. I wanna help him.

      Police and FBI are taking positions outside. All you can see from bushes are shiny barrels of sniper rifles. And big, shiny badges and medals. I unwrap an old piece of cloth on the table next to this guy to take a weapon to help him defend himself. To my disappointment, there is about 5 samurai swords, only 2 shotguns. I take one of them and I'm checking out how it works.

      Police chief walkes in to negotiate. I think the guy is doing to surrender.

      DR3 - I'm at the wheel of an riksha type of a vehicle. 3 wheels, one place at the front. But in the back is a bed with comforters. I think a child is there with me, maybe my younger brother. We are in town K, where my gramma lives.

      We are about to take off, when this old, skinny lady lifts up a tarp that serves as sides of the vehicle and gets in. She wants me to take her to the cemetary. I don't have a heart to tell her I'm not a taxi, which I think she has me confused with. But I also have a feeling, she exactly knew who I was. I feel like she as another agenda.

      I tell her to sit down or lay down. She lays down and I cover her with a comforter. She gets up and fidgets. I'm worried she falls out through the tarp side. I see she is cold, I tell her to lay down again and I'll give her another comforter.

      I tell her in hungarian, that I don't really know how to get to the cemetary. She says she will navigate. I tell her in my broken hungarian, that she needs to tell me couple streets before we need to make a turn, what street we need to make that turn at and if to the left or right.

      I'm also asking my brother to navigate. He sais he never been there. I tell him sure you were. Then I'm trying to remember when, and I tell him we were there for our godfather. I'm thinking hard who else, then I remember my godmother.
    12. The Mature Baby

      by , 05-07-2013 at 11:41 PM
      Around 12:30 (so only after first sleep cycle of the night) woke up with this dream:

      It was decided that I shall have a baby, but I do not give birth but receive e baby fully formed. She is a baby girl. there are issues: too much light falling on the cradle, too much movement of the cradle contraption that she sleeps in. For a moment the baby in the contraption in light looks otherworldly.

      I need to cover the baby with some sort of rigid screen so she is out of sight. To access her, I need to go around her cradle. On the other side is the bed of her Hindu nanny and the Nanny's son. The nanny accuses me of my being there means that her services are no longer needed. I reassure her that they are, but that I just need to nurse the baby. they are surprised that I wish to nurse her.

      For a moment the baby seems too old to be a baby, and maybe threatening looking. She can talk! First she says she needs to go to the bathroom, but when she realizes that I meant to nurse her, she is ravished. First she latches onto my arm, apologizes, and latches onto my breast instead. I am confused as to her age. Is she a baby who can talk, or is she older and if so, should I nurse her? But why would she be that small if she is older. Andher eyes appear wiser than her apparent age.
      -------
      I believe this dream tone metaphorical: are my ideas old or new? Do they threaten others? Am I right to nurture these ideas? they can speak for themselves, and yet are helpless without my nurture. I think this dream was inspired by discussions of spirituality on DV.

      Also I have been reading Greek mythology to my sons, and the idea of fully formed daughter (Athena) and baby that can talk (Hermes) was probably based on that.

      Updated 05-08-2013 at 09:11 PM by 61501

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable , side notes
    13. Being Kicked Out of My Own House, A Bit of Lucidity, and School Anxieties

      by , 01-15-2013 at 05:48 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid


      I was going to my house with Caitlin and her boyfriend, Israel. I'm pretty sure my brother was there too. It was nighttime. We had apparently bought a new house, and this one was on the market or something. But Caitlin and Israel wanted to stay there and hang out all night.

      When we walked in, a younger Mexican couple came in shortly after we did, and told us we needed to get out. They had a key, and let themselves in the front door. They were in charge of the house now that no one really owned it. They yelled at us for awhile, and then left.

      Right after they left, I remember looking out one of the windows next to the front door. Caitlin and Israel had parked their cars on the other side of the road to make it look like they were at the neighbor's place instead of ours. I remember a white pickup truck being out there.

      Of course, we didn't leave. Caitlin and Israel gamed in the living room, and I went upstairs to my room to try to sleep. All the furniture was still there, my bed included. I slid my sleeping mask over my eyes, and tried to sleep, hoping that if the Mexican couple came back, they would take pity on us because I was trying so hard to get some rest. I tossed and turned (which is exactly what happened last night IWL).

      Then, two little Mexican girls climbed into bed with me. I was happy to have them there. I figured that now the couple could never kick us out, seeing that there were small children here.

      Morning then started to break, and only one child was there now, curled up under the covers. Though now, she wasn't a child, but a kitten, a white, fluffy kitten resembling my waking life cat, Belle. I remember seeing her fluffy tail poking out and waving. It was kind of like she was still the girl, but in a kitten's body? I dunno, it's hard to describe.

      I then noticed that the little girls were playing a joke on me. They put up these really inappropriate posters on my walls of naked, HUGE women (they sort of resembled Jabba the Hutt they were so huge). One had speech bubbles coming from the mouths of the women. It was supposed to be funny, though I don't remember what it said. I was really concerned that the Mexican couple would come and see. I told the girls to take them down. They ripped the one with the speech bubbles off the wall, tearing it down the middle, leaving the side scraps taped to the wall. Underneath it was a fat, cartoon vagina.

      I then had a thought to myself "This is a dream". Wait. This is a dream! I floated up from my bed, and saw some posters above my bed. I decided to phase through the wall to see where it would take me, though I didn't really think about the destination; I was a bit hasty with that decision. I just ended up back in my room after easily phasing through the wall.

      Well, I thought to myself, I better think this through. I then really noticed one of the posters above my bed. One was of a bald, younger black man with lighter-colored skin trapped inside a crystal (it looked like the crystals you can break in Super Mario Galaxy, which I have been playing a LOT of lately). I decided to try to phase through to see what kind of world he was in. First, though, I tried to interact with him. I put my hand up to the crystal, and he did the same, and smiled at me. I started to phase through, and I went somewhere VERY briefly, though I can't remember any details because I either woke up or went into another, non-lucid dream.


      ~

      I was in a math class with a woman teaching. We were finding number patterns. For every one that we found, the teacher would give us a $50 check. I remember we were asked to find a sequence, and I was writing it down in pencil, and I raised my hand to give the complete sequence, which happened to be the numbers 1-16, in order. I was writing the sequence down on a white envelope that had been torn open. I can clearly remember writing the numbers down, correctly and in order, despite dreams liking to mix things like these up. I received a check for $50.

      ~

      I was now in a doctor's office or hospital, though it did not resemble one. I'm not sure why I was there. There was a man there too, who was getting worked on before me. A nurse then came in and examined my foot. She took a silver tool that resembled pliers/some sort of clamp, clamped it on my big toe, and squeezed down, cracking my toenail, which had old, lighter-colored blue nail polish on it. It took me a second to realize exactly what she was doing, because she offered no explanation beforehand; she just did it.

      "Are you removing my toenail??" I asked, taken aback.
      "Yes," she replied.
      "Why? It's going to hurt isn't it?"
      She replied, saying that removing the nail would make something easier, though I can't remember what.
      I then said back, very upset,
      "I don't want you to do that. Fix it! Fix it!!! There's no reason for this!"

      But it was too late; the nail was cracked in three places. I removed my foot from her grasp and refused to let her remove the nail.

      I then went on to a psychology class I was apparently taking. A friend was there with me, though I can't remember whom, or if it was someone I even really know IWL. The teacher was female, and she started to lecture, giving us the definition of psychology. I figured i should take notes. I scrambled through my things, looking for a sheet of paper. I realized I was so not prepared for this class. All the paper I had didn't have lines, and there were very few sheets anyway. I started to write, in orange highlighter, on the inside spine of a black and grey fabric trapper keeper. I write in huge letters, and spelled psychology "Psychollogy". I was desperately trying to keep up with her as she lectured.

      The class ended shortly after, since it was only the very first day of classes. I couldn't remember if I had another class after that or not (in the dream, it was Thursday, the day school starts back up again IWL). I was going through my things again, looking for my schedule. But I just couldn't find it. I racked my brain trying to figure it out, and thought that maybe I had chemistry afterwards. I then remembered a dream memory like it was real life; I had dreamed that I had another chem class, and I skipped most of the classes (I did actually dream this once; in my dreams, I remember many dream memories as if they really happened). I thought that I had tried to take chemistry 3 different times.

      I then was looking through a book I had, and I found many $50 bills tucked away inside its pages. I also found a fake-looking $20 bill that had a blank back side to it. I remembered the math class. I suppose I had forgotten about the money. I figured I should put it in the bank.


      ~

      I was in my room, laying in bed. It was morning, and I could hear my brother talking to my mom. My brother was supposed to be out of town with his girlfriend, so I figured something must had happened with them.

      I was then at my brother and I's friend Charles's house. I walked in the kitchen where Charles was, which looked different than his waking life kitchen, mostly because it looked like it was on the opposite end of the house, and my brother was there too, along with another person, I think it was supposed to be Charles's little brother (he doesn't have one IWL). Blake (my brother) was talking to Charles about what happened with his girlfriend, but when he saw me, he stopped talking. I asked them what was going on, and my brother just held up his hand to me like he wasn't going to tell me. I guessed they needed some guy time, and I was intruding.

      Charles's little brother then chimed in and said something about Blake's girlfriend situation, and either Charles or Blake told him to be quiet, or shushed him.


      ~

      IWL I'm about to start going back to school to work on another degree, and I guess I'm a little anxious about it since I haven't been in school for over a year now. I'm sure it will be fine, but I'm taking some difficult classes, I have two labs, and I'm also working part-time. Glad I got a bit of lucidity, though I'm surprised I did since my sleep has been hella fragmented lately. Hoping for some better, more restful sleep tonight.

      Updated 01-15-2013 at 06:08 PM by 32059

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    14. Fragments Again

      by , 08-26-2012 at 11:42 PM (Fennecgirl's Collection of Dreams)
      I had a dream last night that involved collecting pieces of candy (Smarties - the American kind - to be specific) and making note of which ones we found on a chart. The candy was all hidden in my living room, and the chart was on the dining room table (we have a combined living room/dining room/kitchen area, all as one big room).

      In the next dream, I was watching some weird TV show, in which a school nurse went crazy and killed one of the kids.

      I woke up after that but soon went back to sleep and had a dream that I was checking Facebook and saw that one of my friends had spoiled the ending to The Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword (ironically, he's never played Skyward Sword IWL). I can't remember what he'd said, but I kind of wish I could remember, so I could see how close it compares with the actual ending when I finish the game IWL.

      The next dream... I don't even know where to start with this one. I remember it. I can't recall anything I can really put into words. I can hardly even recall any images. I can barely even remember anything that happened. Yet I know that I can just... remember it - this feeling of acknowledgement of having dreamt it, I suppose.

      I guess I'll try to write what I can remember and put into words. It was kind of dark. It was also a video game - and a rather frustrating one at that. I remember the mini-map in the corner. There were four dots on that map - two red and two yellow. The red ones were me, and the yellow ones were the enemy. I can't remember who/what I was, though, just that I was represented on the mini-map as two red dots.
    15. Put All Your Thoughts in a Blender

      by , 04-25-2012 at 11:04 PM
      Night of April 24

      3:13- A man was upset because the girl he liked couldn't visit him or something. Anyway, so spirits take those who come close to the house to the man. Anastasia and I went to Dollar General at some point to get somethin and he asked for us. He tried to get Poirot too. Anyway, at some point we rode a flying bison. I want to say I woke up before much else could happen. Not bad in retrospect. There's still 3 more hours.

      6:18- I and some other people were in the old science room. But there were trees and microwaves and the room was too big. We cooked love cats because they were mean. Anastasia turned a blind eye to it. Some other people showed up and ran around in the trees. We were all muddy, dirty, ratty and the like.

      New Orleans kidnapped white room hall way kiss girl knew frequency eat love room return peace police play sweet tooth ice-cream snow

      Had to make notes before leaving for school. Anyway, we were at that fountain at New Orleans in front of the Aquarium. We were walking along just fine. But then the scene changed. I was halfway in a small room. My middle hit the floor and my lower half was gone. Some people had kidnapped me. Then I was in a hall outside that room. Nurses were lined up in the hallway, restraining different looking patients as they were all mirrors. A blonde who looked like Hohenheim, but younger, kissed one of them. I didn't see it but I knew he had and I knew he was my brother somehow.
      The monsters ran down the white hallway but it was empty now. They looked rotten but they were stumbling quickly. They ran for a specific room for some reason. The smaller allowed the other to kill him and eat him because the smaller ones loved the bigger ones. The flesh was eaten off their bones like one might eat a chicken leg. I saw it as if I were the one eating this white flesh with green skin. But only for a moment.

      In a car with my kidnappers, one I remember as being a blonde with stubble, we were spying on this house but so were the police with the same frequency. It was confusing. It was a small red car and there were black, circular microphone things. There were two of them but I only remember the one. Finally Anastasia and some others stepped out of the old house and onto the brown wooden porch. They ushered us all to be happy and come inside. Problem aside, we did. I lay on a stage with Sweet Tooth, both of us presumed dead. My arms were hidden beneath my brown silk shirt. Ana was beside us, trying not to smile. It was fun.
      Later, still at the stage but the play was over. I looked in a fridge for snow. But I didnt find any. A little girl showed Ana and I something like foam but it was spongy to touch and creamy and sweet like ice-cream. It was delicious.*
      I dreamt Dad woke us up. He didn't. I know because soon the alarm went off. That's all.
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