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    1. 2/3 Sat: Getting Back to Lucid

      by , 10-02-2011 at 05:57 PM (One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy)
      I haven't written in my dream journal in several months but I'm trying now to get back into the habit.

      Magazine, Polar Bear
      I'm with my sister and I think my mother. We are at a zoo, but the style of the architecture is like a Japanese monastery alongside a quiet brook and a wooden bridge. We are writing an article about the zoo for a magazine. I remember the image of arranging blocks of text and pictures on a white template.

      Then we are looking at the polar bear and I admire how it's fur looks when it's all wet. But then the bear sees me and gets angry. He leaps over the railing of his pen and starts chasing me. I turn and run along the brook to the bridge and across. I feel that if I can just get across the bridge and over one more fence that I will be safe.

      Then the bear chase scene repeats twice more. The last time, the bridge looks different and I am confused that I am going the wrong way.


      I woke up pretty frightened. Just a dream.... Just a dream.... I couldn't get back to sleep. After about an hour of failing I got up and read for a bit. Eventually got back to sleep, not sure when.

      Lucid, Can't Move
      I start with a false awakening. It's quite dark. I look down toward my feet and see my room looks very different from what it should. I am confused, I try to think where I am and what time it is. I realize I am dreaming but without much clarity. I concentrate on my body for a moment as I prepare to move. I am afraid I am feeling my physical body and if I move I will wake up. I try to push that thought out of my mind and just do it. I try to sit up but instead hover and tumble as if weightless in outer space. My body just drifts through the air; I am paralyzed and can move my limbs or neck.

      I drift through the room toward the door. I try to observe the place but it's very dark and unclear. As I float through the door and then the ceiling and walls, the scene seems to change, but always a dark room cluttered with unidentifiable objects. In one room, it seems to be a dark night club and I think I see people but they are all frozen and don't move.

      After about a minute of this, I sense that I am not just floating but rather that someone is holding me and guiding me along. I speak weakly "Who?". Then with more confidence in my voice, I say more clearly "Who is holding me?" I try to turn my head to look but can't hardly. I start to be become unnerved and force myself to wake up.


      Lucid, Come Fly With Me
      I begin again with a false awakening. It is similar to the previous dream: a dark room that seems somewhat like my real bedroom but unfamiliar. This time, I hear my mother's voice from the next room. She's saying something about missing the bathroom. I think, wait, do I live with my mother? I have to think about that one real hard. No, I don't. This is a dream.

      I sit up in bed and the dream is quiet unstable. My mother enters the room. I get up and walk towards her but she gets pulled back and disappears in the void. I turn toward the bathroom, I suppose instinctively as something I do when I wake up. I hear another voice. Not my mother. It sounds like a younger girl. I turn back to the door to look at her and I see faintly a pretty girl with brown hair. She's half invisible and the whole dream is still quite unstable. I walk toward and reach for her but she's floating away. It's like she's just an image on my retina that don't get closer as I move. I follow the image of her through several doors and hallways. Her image morphs and fades in and out.

      I slow down, I try to focus. I stop walking and just look at my surroundings. Things become clearer and the girl in front of me becomes solid. I grab her hand and say "Hi, you're so beautiful." I lead her through another door and we are outside. It's sunny, though we are in the shadow of the building we just exited. It seems like a garden-style condo complex. I lead the girl toward the sunlight, not sure where I am going. As we pass a doorway, I spot another person peeking out the door. It's another girl, this one blonde and with a bright blue dress. I take her hand and lead both girls out to the edge of the building where there are some trees. I turn back and look at the girls. They are both very pretty. I see now that the first is wearing a red dress under a leather jacket. They have earrings and make up and handbags. They look sharp.

      Without really thinking, I climb the tree and use it to get on the roof. I help the girls up as well. I want to fly and I want them to fly with me. They don't seem convinced that they can. I try to explain that they can. I'm not sure exactly what I said.

      Then my recall skips. I think maybe I flew away alone and landed elsewhere. I can begin to recall again being in a different part outside of the condos. The sun is vividly bright. Looking down at the white sidewalk makes my eyes strain. I look up and see yet another girl. This one with a bright magenta dress. Looking at it too makes my eyes hurt. I walk closer to her to get a look at her face. Then everything fades away and I wake up.
    2. 3/4 Sun: Weak Lucids

      by , 03-22-2011 at 04:53 AM (One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy)
      I woke up 4 times to recall 4 dream and I am confident I was lucid in 3. They were very weak and hazy though, and they all devolved into sex dreams.

      fragment
      I am lucid but not sure how. I know I am dreaming but am immediately tempted into sex. Coitus ensues.

      Spiders
      Something about my father and two large tarantula spiders. I'm getting slightly better with my phobia of spiders but not completely over it. In the dream, as long as they are far away, I can tolerate them. But then one gets near me. I am sitting in a chair and it is on the floor. It walks close and I try to kick it away. But I miss with my foot. It gets even closer. I wake with a start, kicking away the sheets. Just a dream... Just a dream...

      fragment
      Another weak lucid like the first. I am lucid but not sure how. The dream ends up with sex.

      fragment
      Yes another lucid, but not sure how. I am slightly more lucid in this one compared to the others this night. I recall touching a wall to stimulate my sense of touch. But then it once again devolves into sex. I recall this time it was oral sex.

      Updated 03-23-2011 at 10:25 PM by 35793

      Tags: family, insect, sex
      Categories
      dream fragment , lucid , non-lucid
    3. 0/1 Sat: Fragments from a long dream

      by , 01-31-2011 at 01:42 AM (One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy)
      Irregular sleeping patterns for me lately. I sleep about 5-6 hours at a time in an irregular patterns the persists for several days. So as best as I can guess, I sometimes am getting a lot of REM sleep and sometimes seemingly none at all. Anyway, this dream below might have been two or more dreams but it was a blur when I woke up.

      Going to McDonald's three times in one day. In the drive-thru in car with sister and father. No one asks what I wanted and that makes me upset.

      Then at home, in a bedroom with two sets of bunk beds. Two coworkers fighting over some. One jumps from one bunk to the other and it almost falls. That makes me upset and I say something sarcastic and scolding. Then he threatens me with a hammer. Really? I start to walk any in disgust. Now he has a giant sledge hammer and he starts to swing it at me. I don't finch because I know he won't hit me. He stops the swing, surprised that I didn't move. Now I seem to be in the office. I walk away, letting the coworker get caught in the act of his aggression. I'm still upset but remain calm.

      Updated 01-31-2011 at 01:42 AM by 35793 (it was my sister, not my mother)

      Categories
      dream fragment
    4. 2/7 Wed: Bunch of Dreams

      by , 01-21-2011 at 12:07 PM (One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy)
      Weird Notes
      0741: Turn in homework on a laundry hanger. Talk about command when it was a remote controlled robot to send in to space. Sam Johnson. 99 on a test. Japanese.

      More Weird
      0907: Playing WarCraft on my television. Look at clock and realize it's 4pm and I'm late. My closet is messy. Go to kitchen, see wrong burner turned on the stove. Knock on mother's bedroom door to ask about the stove. Is she hung over?

      Celebrities and Weirdness
      1039 Jack from Will and Grace (but I call him Julian) want to jump in a swimming pool. Or drop a tennis ball? Lifeguard warns him not too. Two coworkers try to pull off my swimsuit under the water. Walk back inside. Birthday gift, Minnie Mouse bathing suit? Old birthday card for my sister. Walk past Angelina Jolie, but say nothing (mistakenly think her first name is Jolie). Fancy hotel inside a mall. Two small dogs chase around me and then run under a couch. Lance buys himself a trophy. Beauty salon. Girl at a sales counter offers me something but I say no.

      OBE-like Dream
      Method DILD
      Lucidity C
      Vividness C
      Control D
      1109: In bed. Dark. Listening to what sounds like a TV on in the next room. An episode of Star Trek: Voyager? Pizza Hut commercial? I visualize the TV screen. Then seem to drift off to sleep. Seem to wake again to a voice inside my head. I intuitively think it's the voice of my subconscious. It says "Jealous, jealous of your identity. So jealous of your thinking." Then pulled out of my body like an OBE. Kinda frightening. I realize I am dreaming so I am lucid but no control because my body is paralyzed. Float flat to a different room. Then land in a bed in someone else's sleeping body. See many small hands, like children's hands, reach for me as I lay paralyzed in this new body.

      Military Base
      1211: Military base. Jump forward in time. Steal nuke and launch codes. Find some old friends from the past. Go back to base called "Skylar."

      Company Problems, Making Out with Coworker's GF
      Method DILD
      Lucidity D
      Vividness B
      Control C
      1241: Company meeting in a private home. I'm alone in the bedroom, away from the crowd. AR comes in and tells me the company is losing all it's product lines. He starts listing off a long list of all the ones we will no longer have. I interrupt him and ask for just the products that will stay. Just X. I say, with cheerful sarcasm "Oh well in then in a week the company will be broke and we'll all be out of a job."

      Then I see AR's girlfriend. She is younger. She has black hair with blond streaks. She has a black cocktail dress with a purple and white stripe. I say to her: "You look familiar". She looks at me with a wink and replies: "You look familiar too", as if to imply she new I was using a line and she is interested. I lead her into the closet. It only has one sliding door so we can't close the closet. I start feeling her up. She is wearing red underwear.
      At some point a become lucid and just enjoy making out with her. Her skin feels so good. I pull off my pants so she can blow me. But my penis is blue. I start to think this means something wrong with my physical body. The idea flashes in my mind that I've fallen asleep while driving, crashed, and now my physical body is in a coma at the bottom of a freezing cold lake. I force myself to wake up.

      Magical Machine
      1355: A programmer makes a machine that accidentally erases himself from existence. Scene with a slightly dirty swimming pool but with floating decorative candles. By some chance, I cause him to come back. The experience has taught him what he needs to change to make the machine work as intended. Now he can manipulate anything in the universe. He asks me what to change.

      Updated 01-22-2011 at 10:20 AM by 35793 ("1199" is not a valid time on the clock)

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    5. My Father

      by , 01-19-2011 at 10:35 AM (One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy)
      This was a weakly lucid dream for several days ago. I didn't have time to journal it at the time. I don't recall much of the dream, but my interpretation is memorable.

      Father
      I am in my apartment living room. I see my father. He is sitting at the couch. He is bent over, writing something on the coffee table. I notice he is writing with his left hand.

      Interpretation: My father isn't left-handed, but I am. I am the only person in my family who is left-handed. It's something I identify strongly with. When I saw in the dream that my father was writing with his left-hand, I realized that this dream character actually represented an aspect of myself. This made me think of when I look in the mirror in waking life. I see myself and, as I've become an adult, I look a lot like my father. When I look at my reflection, I see my father. This upsets me because I have a bad relationship with my father and a negative opinion of him. I have collected all my own negative character traits and projected them on to an image of my father. But really, it is myself. I can't reject and avoid the negative aspects of myself. I must accept them and work toward a holistic personal goal.
    6. 0/3 Mon: Family, Brian

      by , 01-19-2011 at 10:26 AM (One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy)
      Family in Crossword Maze
      My whole family is together. Father, mother, sister, me. And also maybe one other male child. We are walking through a forest. The trees and paths are arranged like a maze. It's like a big maze puzzle game. We walk through and collect letters. They are like big white Scrabble tiles that are scattered throughout the maze. We have a map. Every so often we stop to consult the map. Guarding the paths are giant spiders, but they seem fake. They are like piņatas.

      So we walk around together, collecting these letter tiles. I am surprised that everyone in the family is getting along and working together toward this common goal. Eventually, we seem to reach the end of the maze and have collected all the letters. Then the map of the maze appears like a crossword. We place the letter tiles on the map to complete words. I remember two of the horizontal words were "California" and "Geneva".

      Then the whole scene seems to restart. We start back at the beginning of the maze and do the whole thing over again. My sister complains that I found all the tiles last time and I should let other people help. So I help my sister and the other mystery boy by pointing out where the letter tiles are. I'm a bit frightened of the big spiders. My mother is fearless and she knocks them away with a big piece of paper, paving a safe path though the maze.


      Interpretation: Lately, I have come to realize that when I dream of my family members, they actually represent different parts of my own personality. So, in this dream, all the members of my family are working together and succeeding. The fears and weaknesses of some individuals are made up for by the strengths of the others. I interpret this mean that I should accept and incorporate all aspects of my character.

      Brian
      I dream of planning a trip with an old high school acquaintance, Brian, and his family. He was a friend but later we grew apart. In the dream, he is patronizing me and I am annoyed. But I honor the plan to take a trip with his family. I am at his house. I decide to return home and come back the next day when we will leave together. When I get home, I all him to confirm the time for the next morning. But I am still annoyed by his patronizing attitude.

      Brian Again, fragment
      Another dream about Brian. Maybe I woke up briefly and reentered the previous dream scene. I don't recall much detail beyond that.
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    7. 0/3 Sat: Fragments

      by , 01-10-2011 at 12:23 AM (One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy)
      I'm still sick so I've been less diligent about taking notes. On the flip side, I'm getting a bit better at remembering dreams without notes.

      Waves
      Something about oceans waves. I think I'm discussing the science of waves with my sister. And the difference between waves and tides. Or something.

      fragment
      I know there was a dream in here. Maybe something about my sister.

      Summer School
      Why is this a recurring dream theme for me? I never took summer classes in my life. I've returned to my mother's house for the summer and I am attending classes in my old high school. I only have two changes of clothes, so I wear them over and over again. I am in a classroom with many of my high school classmates and my high school US history teacher. We are all seated at computers like a computer lab. I am and the end of the back row, at the farthest point in the room from the teacher. I'm trying to change the desktop background on my computer.

      Then I am back at my mother's house, looking at my clothes in the closet. I think to go back to my apartment downtown for the weekend so I can pick up so more clothes and collect the mail.
    8. 0/2 Fri: Angry, T-Shirt Store

      by , 01-09-2011 at 01:03 AM (One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy)
      Angry
      I'm in a hotel room with a bunch of familiar people. My sister, mother, roommate, friend, friend's fiance, and another friend. I seem to be the day before the friend's wedding and it's my job to organize things. I've arranged for the groom and guys to stay the night at my apartment and the bride and girls will stay someone else. Also, there are a bunch of cats in the room. I start to become really frustrated and upset about the situation. The cats shouldn't be here. Some of them seem to be stray cats off the street. My friends aren't cooperating. I am actually enraged and walk out because I don't want to be in the same room with these people anymore.

      T-Shirt Store
      I am in a clothing store in a mall. Two friends are with me. The store just has a few racks of men's t-shirts with a random variety of prints and text. A salesperson is showing me the t-shirts, but I'm not interested. My friends and I leave and back into the indoor mall. Suddenly, I feel lost. I look around and finally see my friends way ahead of me down the hallway.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    9. 0/3 Wed: Quick Summary

      by , 01-07-2011 at 12:33 AM (One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy)
      Didn't write anything today but still have a bit of recall.

      Power Outage
      With coworkers in an unfamiliar house. Power outage. It's dark. The microwave has a backup battery, but only enough to power the clock for a few minutes.

      Chinese Market
      At a small Chinese market with coworkers. One section is traditional Chinese medicine ingredients. I see a tiny octopus, alive, in a small vial of water.

      Weird Protective Father Thing
      I'm Amish and have a family. We are exiting church with many other DCs. I have two daughters. Outside the church is an area to tie up horses. But instead of horses, everyone has slaves who look like Calvin Klein models. My daughters run off and have an orgy with some guys.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    10. 0/2 Mon: Yuck

      by , 01-04-2011 at 09:53 PM (One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy)
      Not sure how this dream theme arose.

      Cats
      Mutated cats. Siamese twins.

      Sister
      My sister wants to have a surgery to be permanently attached, back to back, with her boyfriend.
      Tags: cat, family
      Categories
      non-lucid
    11. 2/5 Sat: Two Decent LDs

      by , 01-03-2011 at 01:51 AM (One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy)
      Chess, Leaf Blower
      0647: Cleaning up after a chess tournament. In a backyard, me and another guy are folding up patio tables and umbrellas and picking up chess pieces off the ground. I use leaf blower to collect the stray pieces (but in the dream, I call it a wood chipper). Need to drive the tables to a new venue. A group of four girls is leaving and the other guy wants to follow them and try to pick them up. I have trouble starting the leaf blower. I say my father game it to me, like an heirloom. There is a swimming pool and a pickup truck.

      fragment
      I recalled this at the very end of the night. I think it fits in here. Sara holding the front door open for me at work.

      Baseball Stands
      0911: At a baseball game with my father. It's a huge stadium. I think it's the Dodgers vs the Tigers in Detroit. We sit way up in the nosebleed section. Then two guys I knew in high school sit near us. My father points them out: "Hey look who it is." I ignore them and don't want to talk to them: "They aren't my friends anymore." Then the scene is a much smaller baseball field like at a high school. One of the high school classmates is at bat. He bats left-handed. He hits a foul ball that bounces around our seats and I grab it. Father suggests I give it to the other guy. But I refuse and keep it.

      Another foul ball comes to me and I catch it. Then a guy in the stands who is dressed like an umpire step out to the edge of the field. He looks at me as says "Hey, we need that ball back." I think about it and then throw one of the balls to him. Then the chuckles and walks back to the stands. He tricked me! I want to say "Nice lesson in honestly for your kid" but I don't have the chance.


      Short WBTB in which I use the bathroom and recall my goals and intention

      Doors
      Method WILD
      Lucidity C
      Vividness B
      Control C
      Begin lucid in an unfamiliar house. My plan and visualization was a Christmas party from a few weeks ago. But this house is totally different. I walk through the house, opening doors, trying to teleport to the party. One set of doors is three sets of doors, like connected hotel rooms, but three doors instead of two. I open one set of doors and see a man who looks like Wolverine from X-Men, but shorter and less threatening.

      I open another door and see a woman who looks like the girl from Boy Meets World. I kiss her and then walk past. Now I am outside. It seems like a remote mountain road and the house I was in was a luxurious winter cabin. I walk out to the road. It's daylight. I'm in the middle of an evergreen forest. Dream fades.


      Shutter Island and Nice Car
      Method DILD
      Lucidity C
      Vividness B
      Control C
      1114: Not sure how, but I become lucid. I am in the Daisetta house. Once again I recall my goal to relive the Christmas party. I imagine a girl there whose name is Rachel. Instead I am with a woman in the family room. She leads me into the bathroom. I kiss her (I tend to do that a lot) and look at our reflection as we kill. Then she tells me that Rachel was missing but they found her (this is from the plot of Shutter Island). She pulls back the bathtub curtain. There is another woman in wet clothes who seems frightened. The bathtub is divided into two sections, like a food lunch tray.

      I lose interest in that and move on. I walk back to the family room and phase through the sliding glass door (with some difficulty). Now I am outside and walk to the front yard. It's night and the streets is lined with cars. Across the street, I see a nice car with the door empty and lights on. It's white sports car, looks like a Tesla Roaster. I walk up to it and climb into the driver seat. On the passenger seat, there is a lit candle. I blow it out. Then I shift the car into drive and peel out. I drive up the residential street as fast as I can. It's fun to drive so recklessly. I turn out on to one of the main streets of town and weave through traffic. Other cars honk and swerve. I try to go even faster but I can't seem to.

      Updated 01-03-2011 at 01:51 AM by 35793 (categories)

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    12. 0/3 Thu: Some Paranoid Dreams

      by , 01-02-2011 at 01:46 AM (One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy)
      I think I started to get sick this day, which might explain the weird and stressful dreams.

      Jumbled Mess
      0845: Software at work is breaking. We buy something close but it fails two. I want a chance to fix it. The whole thing catches on fire. I think if break it into pieces, it will work. I try to convince people I was wedding chaplain in the army. On a beach with a big bon fire. Also like SAV home office.

      Weird Father Dream
      1045: Father trying to sell solve computer problem. ... try to call Google but their office won't open for a few hours. He3 suggests we break into their office and steal what we need. I say let's not be so hasty. Since the problem can wait, no sense committing a crime. We can solve it any time during the week, when their office will be open.

      Then similar situation in a college class. Father want to cheat on a test. He tries the ... way into a parking lot to avoid the fence. He wants to lie to the professor about being on vacation.


      More Paranoia
      1205: Trying to solve math problems with my sister. Don't have a calculator. My father's truck is in a parking lot. The brakes barely work. Security cameras everywhere.
    13. 1/4 Wed: A Vivid Lucid and American Psycho

      by , 12-31-2010 at 10:40 AM (One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy)
      American Psycho Playground
      0524: I am in what seems to be a school playground in the middle of nowhere. Sandboxes, grassy areas, pull-up bars, chain-link fences, and so on. Christian Bale from American Psycho is here, chasing me and other people. Somehow he gets stabbed and falls to the ground. He calls an ambulance. The rest of us run and hide behind cover. He can't move but he's still throwing sharp things like knives and and pencils. One almost hits me. He is covered in blood. I'm not very afraid though. Just cautious to dodge the projectiles.

      short WBTB, just long enough to drink a glass of water with a B-complex supplement

      fragment
      In bed, notice the nearby electrical outlet. It's making a noise like running water. I remove the plug from the top outlet and move it to the bottom, thinking that will somehow help.

      fragment
      My mother is in the next room. I overhear her talking to herself. She says that I was talking in my sleep.

      Vivid Lucid With Some Tasks
      Method DILD (prospective memory), DEILD
      Lucidity B
      Vividness A
      Control B
      1134: Begin recall in my bathroom. The light is off and the door is open. Dim morning light coming through my bedroom window. I remember my own advice to look at my hands and count my fingers. At first they appear normal but I stare at them for a moment. A finger on my left hand starts to look distorted and wavy. Bingo, I must be dreaming. I also notice the orientation of the bathroom is backwards compared to the real one.

      I walk out the bathroom, through my bedroom, and on into the living room. There I see my father laying on the ground between the couch and coffee table. He's wrapped in a robe, like he's sick. I ask him a question, but move on. I peek in my roommate's room, but he's not there. I haven't stopped to think of a plan, so I'm just wandering aimlessly.

      I exit the front door and find myself in an unfamiliar stairway. I go down one flight and pass by two young women. I think I said to them: "Oh, you're pretty, and so are you." They are carrying piles of clothes. I reason that they are moving in to the building. I stop on the landing of the floor below. It's covered with boxes and more clothes everywhere. I say aloud: "Wow, this place is really messy." Then I think: Wait, this is my place. It is my own dream in my own mind. Maybe the mess is symbolic. I pick up some of the clothes to get a closer look. They are actually neatly folded. I say aloud: "I guess I like my place like this." I'm not sure what I meant by that.

      Now I exit the building and find myself in yet another unfamiliar setting. The building I was in is at the top of a rather steep hill. I am looking down a narrow street that goes down the hill with buildings, trees, and alleys on either side. It's only wide enough for foot traffic, no cars. I'd guess it looks a bit like San Francisco more than Los Angeles. Anyway, it's bright day and many people are on the street, going in and out of shops and sitting at cafe patio tables.

      About half way down the hill, there is an awning that catches my attention. I think to fly and land on it. I start to fly but sputter and lose height. I land under the awning. I sit down at a cafe patio table. Also at the table is a young man with dark brown "bedhead" hair and a scraggly beard. In a hip way, not an ugly way. He's holding an Amazon Kindle. He's talking to a nearby waitress. Neither of them see to notice my presence.

      Dream fades. I DEILD back.

      I'm back at the same cafe patio. The man with the Kindle stands up and walks away, never having noticed me. I stand up and now have more lucidity and control. I walk to the middle of the street and look around, thinking of what to do. I'm a bit distracted as I notice a older woman standing at a podium nearby. Maybe the hostess of a restaurant. Or maybe she's selling something. I snap back into focus and remember a few tasks. Meditate. Hmm. Risky. I decide I'm not ready for that. Laugh. I can do that. I enjoy a big loud "HA HA HA!" in the middle of this busy street. Everyone stops and turns to look at me. The noisy chatter turns dead quiet. Am I embarrassed? No, surprisingly.

      Now I have everyone's attention. What next? Cry and pick a fight. Not sure why I thought of these two things together. I look around the crowd and pick out the biggest, meanest guy. He's a tall, wide, Samoan-looking guy. I look up at him and taunt him with a childish "Boo hoo!" crying gesture. Then I punch him in the face with a right hook. He punches back but I block with my left arm and counter with another right. He tries a few more times but I block and counter-punch again and again. He swings once more, loses his balance and falls. I place one leg on him, like I'm posing on top of a mountain.

      I start to think what to do next, but the dream fades.
    14. 0/7 Sun: Many Short Dreams

      by , 11-23-2010 at 06:19 AM (One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy)
      I have filled two notebooks with my dream journal entries. This night I started my third.

      Tholy's Factory
      0427: I'm watching the life of an eccentric tycoon who builds a giant factory. People call him "Tholy". Inside the factory is an artificial lake, and on the lake are built battleships that we will use to beat the Russians. Tholy does all this for his nephew. There is a charitably couple who donates money to build a church inside the factory. Tholy seems interested in the wife. Something about so much money that the banks will delay the transaction for investigation. Other random details about the factory: There are two long lines of floating platforms across the lake which will be used to build the support columns. Then there are large sheets of steel that are bent over to form a roof.

      Random Weirdness in Grocery Store
      0742: At grocery store with mother and sister. Looking for specific things but can't find them. Maybe cheese and cat food? Something about a lightsaber that should be hanging on the wall but it's missing. Mouse and keyboard don't work. I complain that the store is arranged illogically.

      Movie / Video Game
      0859: Laying a bed. I hear behind me a movie playing on my computer. It sounds like a typical anime fighting movie. Then I'm looking at a youtube video of a replay of a fighting game. But it takes the person forever to navigate through the menus of the game to start it.

      Random Weirdness in Apartment
      0940: I'm living with Lance as my roommate. I have a phone connected to the land line. The phone rings. I accidentally have the phone off the hook while Lance is trying to make a call. My bathroom floor has a bunch of hair on it, like I just gave myself a haircut. Lance tells me my shower faucet is broken.

      fragment
      A friend is pregnant and about to go in to labor. (day residue)

      Random Weirdness in a Video Game
      1010: Sister and her boyfriend. I am playing a video game in the living room. It's a team shooter like Call of Duty. I'm covered in blankets. Something about grabbing a woman in the game. Then I'm trying to fall asleep in the same spot. Cell phone rings. Something about a horse skeleton.

      Starcraft Game
      1110: I'm in a game. It's a first-person shooter. The theme and units are all Starcraft. But the game plays more like Unreal Tournament. I start out as a marauder and run around jumping and shooting grenades at the enemy. Then I realize I'd rather be a reaper.
    15. 0/3 Wed: Ugh

      by , 11-05-2010 at 10:17 AM (One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy)
      Baseball
      0551: C. I am playing baseball again after a long time. I start with batting practice and my swing is all wrong. I'm not holding my wrists through the swing. But the coach corrects me and it gets better. Then he instructs me on bunting. I realize I can't run as fast anymore either. The catcher is complaining about catching all day and his knees hurt. Then the coach tries to strike me out with some crazy screwball pitches.

      Disturbing
      0728: Ugh. This dream was weird and disturbing and it ruined my whole night. I don't even know how to describe it and I can't recall much detail now. Weird about my family and camping and people dying and accepting death and abused women.

      was anxious from previous dream and couldn't sleep and ending up staying awake for hours

      Movie, Cat, Alarm
      1231: C. It's a movie with Sara Jessica Parker. She is dating a man and they are staying with his folks. A brick falls in the house and causes a chain reaction which hits the main character in the mouth and knocks out like 10 teeth. I have a false awakening in a bunk bed in the same house as the movie. There is a cat and a mouse and I am trying to keep the cat away. It is very vicious and has very sharp teeth and claws. A false awakening again to my phone alarm reminder to pick up the friend from the airport. But that should be in the evening. Is it really that late? Wake for real.

      Updated 11-05-2010 at 05:20 PM by 35793

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