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    1. Bloodbath Fragment and Ex-Con?

      by , 08-01-2010 at 12:01 AM (exdreamer's Dream Journal)
      Key:
      Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations
      i Inner Awareness, a Action, f Form, c Context

      Bloodbath Fragment

      I was in a dingy bathroom. The walls were brown and the floor was tiled dark red. Everything was dirty and the lights were really dim. There was someone in a bath with attached shower. He was bleeding.

      He was then on the floor, blood gushing from his head all over the place ( c ). There were several shades of blood ( f ). Someone else was there and remarked that people had multiple levels of blood in their bodies. The lighter and more saturated the colour of the the blood the less important and the darker and less saturated the more important ( c ). The blood gushing out of the man's head was getting darker and less saturated ( f ). The person commented again that if he lost any more he would die.


      Ex-Con?

      I was sitting at a table in an unfamiliar room ( c ). It was some kind of apartment with white walls. Also in the room were some other people, but I didn't recognise anyone except two old school friends, L and S ( c ). I was writing and there appeared to be some kind of lesson or lecture going on ( c ).

      The next think I knew everyone is leaving. I walked out and found myself on a street walking in to a supermarket.

      I found myself at the check out with several items. There was a man with me that I don't recognise ( c ). His eyes were very blue and he had dark brown hair. He was slightly taller than me and wearing a white top.

      I was placing my items on the checkout. I remember there being some kind of unfamiliar green fruit or vegetable ( f ). Another man who was wearing a dark jacket picked up two of my items and stuffed them inside his jacket. I gestured to protest, but he gestured that I shouldn't, so I didn't ( a ).

      I was rushing to pack the carrier bag, but the check out assistant was super fast ( a ). She quickly handed me a receipt and asked for £1.50. I could read the value clearly on the receipt. I took some change out of my pocket, but dropped it all over the check out ( a ). I scrambled around looking for the money. I picked up a £1 coin, two 20p coins and searched for a 10p coin, but couldn't find one so gave her two 5p coins. I felt very flustered.

      I was then leaving the supermarket with the blue eyed man. We walked back towards the apartment and saw L and S going in the other direction. I waved and L waved back, but S just looked typically miserable. While walking back I got the sense we were in a foreign country, probably somewhere in Europe ( c ).

      We reached the apartment. It had an external staircase so we ascended. Stopping at the door I remarked to the blue eyed man that I was a murderer! ( i,c ) He was shocked and just stood there. I invited him in and said that we should have a drink ( a ). I walked in to the apartment, not noticing the clear signs of a disturbance throughout.

      I found a bottle of some kind of alcohol on the floor. It was open but full. Somehow it was lying on its side but the liquid did not flow out ( f ). I shouted to the man that we should have a drink ( a ). Only then did I start to become aware of the state of the place. Things were broken and knocked over. There was a dart in a red sofa that looked like it had been thrown from the doorway ( c ).

      The man was still standing at the door, shocked that I had randomly just told him that I was a murderer. I realised that something bad had happened while I wasn't here, but somehow knew that I would get the blame for it! ( i )

      Some police walked in. One of them was a black detective guy. He was accusing me of something and I was being arrested ( c ).

      Suddenly I felt that I wasn't a man any more but a blonde woman ( i,f ). I had a flashback to some kind of prison where I was sitting at a table wearing an orange jumpsuit ( i ). Another woman was being lead through a door by some guards. She looked at me. She had long dark hair and was extremely beautiful. I felt as though we were friends. I knew she was being released and that I would be soon ( i ).

      Back in the apartment I felt as though she had been there recently with me and I also felt as though I had betrayed her somehow ( i ).
    2. Park Fragment

      by , 07-27-2010 at 12:07 AM (exdreamer's Dream Journal)
      Key:
      Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations
      i Inner Awareness, a Action, f Form, c Context

      I was trying to get in touch with an old friend I haven't seen in a few years. I emailed an account I'm pretty sure he doesn't use any more and got a response ( c ).

      We were then in the park down the street from my house and another old friend I've lost touch with was with us ( c ). I notice a group of girls in front of us. They were all wearing baggy white blouses. I suggested we go and chat to them because I know them. There were 5 girls, but I couldn't make out two of them because they were somehow indistinct and undefined ( f ). The girls were a group of friends I used to go to school with ( c ). We spoke for a bit, and I was flirting with K much like I would when I knew her. I struggled to remember the other girls names, but eventually did ( a ). One of them was constantly blushing when I spoke to her.


      I really should try harder. There was more to this dream that I remembered as well a another dream that I forgot. Being cocky, I thought I could remember it 'til I got round to typing this entry up, and have forgotten all but the most memorable bit.
    3. But I Don't Even Like Star Wars

      by , 07-25-2010 at 01:34 PM (exdreamer's Dream Journal)
      Key:
      Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations
      i Inner Awareness, a Action, f Form, c Context

      I was at my deceased grandmother's house with J and S ( c ). We were going to watch all six Star Wars movies twice over, and we did ( c ). My deceased aunt was there too, just milling around and giving us food ( c ).

      When we were finished I couldn't find my shoes. I was angry that someone had stolen them ( c ).

      My parents were there and told me to get in the car and forget about my shoes. I carried a giant cardboard tie-figher outside ( a,f ). Instead of a car my parents had a strange thing that was like a tie-fighter wing ( c ). We had to get inside it, but it didn't make sense because it was pretty flat. The frame could be moved around to let people get inside, which I did followed by my dad then my mum ( f,a ). Then my dad closed it and it shrunk back into a flat shape with us somehow still inside... ( f,c )


      Like the title says. I don't even like Star Wars, so it's really weird that I would dream about it.
    4. Escape: Death Bus, and Escape II: Paddle for your Life

      by , 07-22-2010 at 03:47 PM (exdreamer's Dream Journal)
      Key:
      Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations
      i inner awareness, a action, f form, c context

      Escape: Death Bus

      I was on a bus headed in the direction of my house. I was on the back seat next to the emergency exit. Next to me was N, an old fr-enemy from my school days ( c ). Next to him there was a Chinese man -- some kind of guard I thought ( c ). Walking up and down the bus was another Chinese guard. Also on the bus was C, an old friend also from my school days ( c ).

      I knew we were being held captive by the Chinese military ( c ). Looking around the bus I saw more prisoners and more guards. I knew I wanted to escape ( i ).

      I realised that the emergency exit had not been secured, so I could open it and escape if I dared. The bus was travelling pretty fast. I turned to N and whispered my plan to jump off the moving bus to him. He was hesitant. I felt guilty that C probably wouldn't get off the bus with us due to the exit being blocked by the guard sitting next to N.

      Somehow I managed to open the emergency exit without anyone noticing ( a ). I looked out on to the road. There was a lot of traffic coming in the other direction, and a lot of traffic behind the bus. I felt as thought the bus was moving in excess of 100mph ( c,f ). I closed the door. Nobody had noticed, and the door alarm hadn't gone off, but I didn't find it odd at all. I was afraid to jump, knowing that my chances of survival were slim.

      The bus slowed. A chance to escape had now presented itself. I quickly opened the door and jumped out. N followed me, and somehow C was also able to escape the bus ( c ). We were near the primary school I attended, not too far from my house. I pointed in the direction I thought we should run: towards the railway running along side the school.

      We ran in that direction, followed by a number of the guards. N and C were ahead of me as we reached the houses that back on to the railway. N and C hopped the fence, but I was caught! The guards wanted me to point out where they were running to, but I refused. They made me stand on a bush, which I struggled to do because... it's a bush ( a ). Eventually I stood on it and I could see that C was still there and hadn't run off. He was hiding behind a low wall in the next garden. I didn't know what to do so I just pointed in a random direction and said they had run that way.


      Escape II: Paddle for your Life

      I was on a beach with several other people. We were being pursued ( c ). Quickly we jumped in to the longboats sitting there ( a ). I and some others ended up in the water because there was not room. I held on to the side of one of the boats near the front.

      Our pursuers were in boats behind us despite all the boats having been taken a moment earlier ( c,f ). At this point I noticed that myself and everyone else was dressed as a pirate ( f ). I was afraid that we would be shot at but then realised that nobody had guns ( c ). I looked back and could see some of them had swords. I knew that all we had to do was stay ahead of them and find land to escape.

      Now there was somehow room in the boat and I climbed inside ( f ). The perspective shifted to third person briefly and I was somehow in mental control of the rowing ( i,c ). I remember thinking about it. I realised that everyone had a single oar out of the right hand side of the boat, and I knew that it would just make us go round in circles despite the fact that we seemed to be going straight ( c,f ). I was able to change it so that there was a balance that I thought would produce a straighter heading ( i ).

      Back in first person now, we neared land. It appeared to be a small island with a large walled town on it taking up most of the land ( f ). We landed on the beach and headed for the gates. Most of the others trying to escape must have been captured because there were four of us. Upon reaching the gates, the people inside wouldn't open them for us. The gates were constructed of steel railings but I knew we couldn't squeeze through.

      Myself and the others turned in to twist ties ( f ). Yes, twist ties. and slipped through the bars. Back as a person now, I looked around at the townspeople ( f ). Everything looked like a cartoon ( f ). Thinking on it now, it all looked a bit like the style in the Professor Layton games. The people were just standing there staring at us, expressionless ( c ). It seemed really creepy. I decided to run further in to the town and asked the people not to say which way I had run. Somehow the pursuers had also got through the gates and I turned to see several of them standing there ( c ).
    5. It's all just bloody fragments!

      by , 07-17-2010 at 02:22 PM (exdreamer's Dream Journal)
      Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations

      Hopefully I'll have some multiple detailed recall soon rather than all these fragments and disjointed scenes.

      Convicts Fragment

      I was trying to catch two escaped convicts. I recall having tricked them in to going to some kind of theatre. I was sitting in a comfy red chair and looked over at them. I told them they were rumbled, and one ran. The other guy just seemed to give up. I thought that one out of two wasn't bad.

      Sex Fragment

      I was having sex with someone. We were outside in the middle of the high street in a nearby town, except nobody was around except for me, the woman I was with, and apparently a few other random naked women.

      TV Fragment

      I was with a weird mix of different people I've known over the years. We were all at J's house and were going to some TV show recording. The next thing I recall is that it was over. I was sat next to D. When I got home the show was already airing and my parents were watching it. The house I was in was a mix of J's house from earlier and my deceased grandmother's. I was using a computer to talk with C online. I was telling him that he should have come along.

      Then my parents said the show was over. I turned to the TV to see the camera pan over the audience. It stopped on me! I looked really haggard and was a bit pissed off.


      Spiders Fragment

      There were spiders on my bed. Two small light brown coloured ones and several black ones with turquoise patches on their backs. I was squashing them.

      I'm arachnophobic, so that's where this dream came from.

      The Name Change

      I seemed to pick up a bit from the previous dream. I was in the same house. I walked out back in to the garden, which was completely like my deceased grandmother's. I had a laptop and sat on a bench. J came out in to the garden next door. He said hey, and I replied to him but using IM on the laptop. We had a brief conversation where he was talking and I was replying using IM. Eventually we both realised I should just speak since he was in front of me.

      He told me he had changed his name to "Grandfather." Which I said was a bit dumb. We were chatting and he hopped over the fence and we went inside. For some reason he was now about 4 inches taller and bald. We were in the kitchen grabbing something to drink, when my parents walked in and were confused as to who the random extremely tall bald guy was. Then they realised it was J. I told them he wasn't J any more, he was "Grandfather" -- with a knowing glance that it was dumb.

      Updated 07-17-2010 at 03:39 PM by 32666

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    6. Car Un-park

      by , 07-13-2010 at 08:22 PM (exdreamer's Dream Journal)
      Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations

      My afternoon nap WILD attempt failed, but this is the dream I recalled anyway.

      I was chatting with an friend, A, over MSN. A was telling me that he was doing some project at our old university and needed access to my final year project work. He was typing really really fast and I couldn't keep up with reading what he was going on about. For some reason he also wanted the domain name for a website I developed a while ago, and I told him that he could because I still had it registered but the site wasn't up any more.

      I think I arranged to meet him at uni. I was walking down the road to the art and design building and saw a car racing around in the car park. The car park was different. Instead of the usual parked cars and gravel ground, there were wrecked cards stacked up and the ground was thick mud. The wrecked cars formed a track which lead out on to the road along side through holes in what was a wall previously. A was in the car, driving around like a madman.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    7. Catching Up with Old Friends

      by , 07-09-2010 at 12:19 PM (exdreamer's Dream Journal)
      Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations

      To preface, this was one of the most vivid dreams in a real setting with characters from my own reality that I've ever had. Aside from some minor dream weirdness it was so very realistic.

      It was a normal day. I was on my daily trip to the post office. Just as I turned the corner and approached the entrance I realised I had forgotten something. Damn it! I decided to go back and collect it and return to the post office later.

      I was hurrying back when I saw two familiar faces coming the other way: two old friends L and S. I let on to them but I was in a hurry so didn't stop to chat. A short way down the road I ran in to another two old friends from my school days. Technically it was one old friend, R, and a guy I never really liked, G. This time I decided to stop and catch up with them.

      They told me they were on the way to our old secondary school.
      Although they were in the totally wrong place and going the opposite direction. I asked them why and they told me that they helped out there. I wasn't clear on what they meant, but they said I should go with them and I agreed.

      Next thing I knew we were in our old secondary school. We reminisced a bit.

      We were standing outside of the main entrance and there were school kids all around in massive lines, shuffling along. It was hard to move. Some of my old teachers were standing around. One of my science teachers, Mr. M, one of my maths teachers, Mrs. H, and my design teacher, Mrs. M, were just standing around. I went up and said hi. We talked about stuff and they asked how I had got on since leaving school 7 years ago
      (Wow, it seems like forever ago now... I feel so old.) They were all so extremely vivid. I noticed that they were really tall and I had to look almost straight up to see their faces. They had to get on with whatever they were doing, so I said bye and walked back towards the entrance gate.

      I ran in to another teacher who was a pretty regular substitute. I always got the feeling he didn't like me and so I was surprised when he let on to me and recognised me. We had a brief chat.

      The next thing I knew I was talking with R and G again. We were standing on the edge of the playing field. We reminisced some more about our school days. I asked R if he had kept in touch with any of our group of friends from back then. He hadn't. I told him I was still in touch with our friend, A pretty regularly as we had attended college and uni together.

      I asked for each of their email addresses. G didn't want to give it to me, but I didn't really care as I never liked him anyway. I wrote R's down on my hand it was something "@easyeasy.net" but I can't remember the first bit.
      I wish I could so I could send an email! I gave R my email address too. He tried writing it on his hand but the pen he was using didn't work, so I wrote it for him with my pen.

      I used to write so much stuff down on my hands back in school -- they were always covered in ink. Interestingly I gave him my actual real email address and I wrote it down accurately and it was right! It was a bit of a mess, like I couldn't control the pen very well, but it was legible. I had to pause and check that I was giving him the right email address and I remember saying, "yeah... that's my real email address" as I was really struggling to get it right and write it down. I think that maybe it was a very good time to have done a reality check and tried to become lucid, but my dream self obviously didn't think so. Oh well, always next time.

      Edit: And I just realised that the pen I was using was the same pen that I use (or should use if I could be bothered) to write in my hard copy dream journal. Nice detail.

      Updated 07-09-2010 at 12:23 PM by 32666

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable