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    I am the kind of person who just tries to have fun and get by whether I am dreaming or not.

    1. Don't discriminate against my baby ogre!

      by , 06-30-2011 at 10:22 AM (Trial and Error)
      (from a few nights ago....most ADD dream ever...)

      The first thing I remember is begin part of some kind of secret service or other government organization . Our boss tells us that we are to transport the Major of the United States (best title ever) to somewhere (we are a lower rank and there for do not get the whole story). He put the major in the back and tied his hands to the front seat, we did not question this in the least. We transported him where he was meant to go and were suddenly in a department store. I was looking at tape measures, for the sake of looking at tape measures. They could come in handy, right? but the good one is $20 so I move on. I find these amazing green suspenders that don't have a price on them. I want to find out but I know we will have to leave soon. Someone comes up to me and says she will find out, and if they are cheap buy them for be and "she would pay me back." I thank her, pause, and then realize what she said made no sense. She meant to say "I would pay her back" right?

      In any case it is time to press on. We have a prisoner to transfer, but somehow no car anymore. This will not delay us however, we took him in a trash bag. We start on down the road with suddenly a lot to carry, and I have my green child who is half ogre with me. I do not have enough hands to carry everything now that I have it and my mom randomly shows up to help me carry stuff. As we walk my mom begins to sing something in a beautiful soprano. I start to harmonize and then stop when it gets to high for me.

      The man leading us down the street suddenly asks "anyone know where we are going?" We laugh and say "aren't you supposed to know?" Then I say "We are transporting a prisoner right? Then we should stop at city hall first." (I am so smart XD) Everyone agrees and we press on.

      I am suddenly in line at a place that has the appearance of a bank. I am their to ask someone questions about how to best raise my half ogre half human in a racist world. I am worried he will get discriminated against and want to raise him right! On the counter to the left has cell phones attached to it. One rings and I answer it. "I had a question about social networking." she says. "Okay," I say, "do you have a Facebook, Twitter and Linkedin?" I ask. "Yes" she answers. I think to myself Then good job! Your done! but ask "then what do you need to know?" She explains that she wants to do better and that she does not know enough. The lady behind me in line starts getting annoyed as the line moves and I don't to talk on the phone. I finally realize that the lady on the phone wants to get more notification emails from her accounts to know when things are happening. I could not help but think Who in their right mind wants notification emails? Is that not the first thing you turn off?! But I guide her to where her user settings are and she excitedly asks me to hold so she can try it. The lady behind me in line then hangs up the phone and glares at me to move forward, it is my turn.

      I walk up to the desk and begin to explain to the woman that I have questions how to properly raise my son so he thought he was good the way he was, and did not flinch when people mocked him for being different. She asks me if I have the child with me. I realize he is not in my arms and am slightly alarmed. I turn around to see Shrek with him and I smile and ask to see him for the sake of the woman. He then throws the child to me and I am scared until I catch him. I thought You did NOT just throw this child at me! in a nice playful way. He is extremely heavy but I get a grip on him and turn to address the woman again. I see that she is a creepy old woman, her face is long and droopy and she is wearing glasses that curve to a point at the edges. She glares at me with hate and the need to move the line along. I think This is the wrong person to ask about discrimination, and move on.

      We are outside some kind of ring. It is like a hallway with clear windows with brick surrounding each room. There was a basketball game going on. But for some reason we were talking about it like it was a fight to the death or something. We had to split into teams of two within teams of 4. Someone says "I don't see why we have to break into such small teams. They aren't usually this small." I could not help but think of Enders Game in battle school when he had one more toon than all the other leaders. I laughed at the guy as if he himself defied Enders genius. I look across to another woman we were with and we exchanged a look of Yeah, we are SO a team! I see my baby sitting next to her. I have another moment of panic realizing he was not with me as I thought he was. But I somehow know she is also the mother, and I smile to her. (oh dreams, you silly) She catches him as he almost falls and looks to me with a grin like What a silly child we have.

      I look into the basketball game going on and I see the girl that was going to check on the price of the suspenders for me playing, only she is HUGE! She towers over everyone else and is dominating the game. However I was only insulted that she did not actually check on the price like she said she would.
    2. Postitute, Maintenance Frags

      by , 05-29-2011 at 09:11 PM (Trial and Error)
      Frag#1
      Had a dream I was a prostitute working an area.
      I had two babies that were not mine (no idea where they came from) that I kept with me because they were cute and it got people to ask me questions. I was standing on the other side of a car parked in the street, the babies were in the drivers seat and I would take them out of the car through the drivers window.

      There was a cop that was on to me and made it hard to get clients. He would park right in next to the car I had the babies in pinning me between the cars and blocking off anyone that would approach. I talked to him about what he "thought" I was doing, but after a while someone came by anyway. He passed me $20 through the cop car and asked to meet me. I said sure and walked with him around the corner. I stuck the $20 in my bra which was practically exploding with cash.

      I thrust myself toward him and started making out with him. The cop came around the corner and I stopped abruptly and told the guy we should find somewhere more private. We started to walk away and the dream changed.

      ---an unnerving dream irl because I have never had or pursued a relationship as of yet--- (I am female)

      Frag#2
      Had a dream I was complaining to my mom about my job and telling her how the positing sucks and how I need a new job because it is not fixable. She just smiled and nodded not caring about that at all but tangenting to our relationship, it was very uncomfortable.

      Frag#3
      I was working maintenance (my current job irl) There was a work request to have two suitcases taken to ocean beach and another to Mariposa. I have no idea where Mariposa is, and I know how to get to ocean beach but I know I do not have time to get there and back. I try to explain to someone that it is not even in my job description to deliver things off site, and that this is not my responsibility.

      I decide to try it anyway since no one will listen or understand, plus i am paid by the hour, so who cares if I go on a wild goose chase. i set out, it is not long before the bags start feeling heavy and I get lost trying to find Mariposa. After a while I head back, angry still that my boss is making me do this. I ask John at the security desk if he could give me better directions to Mariposa and ocean beach. He whips out a huge map that is as tall as I am and the width of the lobby and points to ocean beach. Great, I say, now what about Mariposa. He gets a silly grin on his face and says that I have seen it already. No I have not I say but he insists that I can find it. I was sure I could find it but I only had half an hour to get them where they needed to be. I search and somehow discover that mariposa is under the false name "Pansies and Pluto" (I am sure about pluto but I forget what exactly pansies was, something like that though) I head out, and wake up.
    3. Babys and blocking

      by , 05-26-2011 at 11:45 PM (Trial and Error)
      The whole dream i was trying to pick up two different babies. They were heavy and I could not support their heads properly. I was getting really frustrated at my fail, and was worried I was going to hurt them while trying to lift them.

      The second dream was AWESOME and I forgot what it was instantly after waking

      The third one was really strange. I think I was directing a scene from the matrix (one that is not in the movie {but check the bonus features XD LOL}) Morpheus had to lay dead in the middle of a strange grated metal room and I was instructing him how and where to lay. Then we were setting up noir esque lights. His key light was completely focused when they turned it on. It struck his face and he said "ok, it is a bit hard to be dead with that light." We laughed and fixed the lighting ratio. Then I told Neo his blocking. He was to walk all the way around Morpheus an sit at a stool at his feet facing away from him. We ran it a few times and I woke up.
    4. Security Breach

      by , 03-19-2011 at 10:06 AM (Trial and Error)
      Another old dream. I write them out as I remember.

      It started with me and my mom in some sort of military bunker. We are being led through, and seem to know where we are and why we were there.

      Suddenly an alarm goes off and and everyone in the base starts running around getting ready for some sort of invasion. We pass a section where there are a bunch of baby's and some soldiers begin to hide them. It is only then that I realize all the soldiers are women.

      I am given a gun and a helmet and I take position with them in the entry way everyone aiming at the large double doors. Everyone seemed so trained, and I was a bit floppy holding a gun, but got in position with them despite.

      I wondered what could possibly be coming for the entire base to be up in arms. I ask the person next to me "who is coming?" or something along those lines. She turns to me and says "it's him". I have even less understanding and just turn to the doors which are now rattling.

      The doors suddenly burst open letting light engulf the room, three silhouettes coming into view. A few of the girls gasp, some flinch. The men walk in, in the middle stands my dad. He scans the room causing everyone to shiver with fear. They had been so prepared, and were now frozen, unable to act.

      He walked in slowly and deliberately singing some creepy version of the ABCs. No one can even mutter a word they are so frightened. I can not believe that they can not defend their own bunker.

      My mom, from across the way yells to me "Kill him! Just kill him!"
      I say "No I can't just kill him."
      She just repeats "Kill him!"

      I raise my gun and aim it for his head. Right when I get a shot he turns and looks me in the eye. His gaze scares me and I shoot. It impacts his temple and he swings around but does not even loose balance. I shoot him in the head again, he flings around again, ending up facing me again. He looks into my eyes and says "I love you" and falls to the ground dead.

      I begin shaking and drop my gun in shock. I am traumatized and having a meltdown.
      Everyone begins to cheer. A few gather around me patting me on the back, congratulating me. My mom says "good job" and I just brush her off. They keep coming to congratulate me but I am just trying to get away, ashamed at what I had done.
    5. No Abortion

      by , 03-16-2011 at 02:50 PM (Trial and Error)
      I was pregnant when the dream started, no explanation, and was making many trips to the abortion clinic.
      They were telling me all sorts of things I wasn't listening to. I wanted to be sure of what I was going to do before I did it. I decided that this was my choice to make and no one would sway me in my pursuit of finding what was best for me.

      I didn't want to just abort the baby with out the consideration of outside adoption and those sorts of things, but I also did not want to add another baby to a foster home or something. And I would not be able to take care of it while going to college.

      So I kept it for awhile.

      I did normal things, like watching netflix with my friends (the house looked like one from a friend in CO) but I was unable to focus, I all could think about was what I wanted to do with it.

      I made more trips to the clinic. I went into a room with a large group of people sitting most of them watching a TV suspended from the ceiling. It looked like a large scale doctors waiting room. I looked a the TV to see some sort of cheerleading routine. I watched for awhile and thought that it would be a much harder decision if i was pursuing some sort of physical career or engaged in some sort of sport. I felt my stomach and realized that I could feel the child inside me.

      My dad took me to the next appointment. (I do not have a good relationship with him irl). As we were walking to the door, I felt the baby inside me and officially decided to abort it. I realized that I did not have time to be the mother I would want to be to it, and that there is a lot more I wanted to do first.

      Suddenly the baby's arms and legs started ferociously kicking and shoving the inside of my stomach, all four limbs thrashing. I could suddenly hear him screaming and gasping. He began kicking my pelvis and then turned around to scratch my organs, still screaming somehow. Finally he pushed his whole form against my stomach until almost his entire form could be seen, him still inside me. He was having a meltdown, freaking out that I had decided to kill him. My dad stops walking but does nothing. He continues to scream.

      I touch were the side of his head was and told him to calm down, I wouldn't do it. He continued thrashing, screaming and gasping. I began crying and pleaded with him to stop, it hurt. I told him sorry and begged him to calm down. Slowly but surely his breathing returned to normal and he returned to where he had been.

      I grabbed my stomach freaking out, and woke up.

      Had a phantom baby for awhile. So strange.
    6. Baby or Bacon

      by , 02-02-2011 at 09:00 AM (Trial and Error)
      (A dream from a few years back...The dialogue is not exact, but it is just about right.)

      I walk into the kitchen, holding my pregnant belly, to where my mom is making bacon. (note: I have never been pregnant.) It is the exact kitchen I had at the time of the dream.
      I feel my water break and stop dead in my tracks.
      Me: "Mom, my water just broke."
      Mom: "That's nice dear." I walk closer to her.
      Me: "You don't understand, the baby is coming!" She does not even look up at me.
      Mom: "How much bacon do you want honey?" I begin to feel the baby crowning.
      Me: "Mom! It is coming!!"
      Mom: "Not now sweetie. I am cooking." I am so confused as to why she is not helping. I feel the baby's shoulders begin to descend. As soon as the shoulders are out the entire baby follows. It is contained in a sac which I rip open immediately leaking water on to the kitchen floor. I grab my child and place it carefully on the kitchen counter. I put my hands on my legs to catch my breath and after a few breaths I turn to my mom again.
      Me: "Mom, I just had a child...here in the kitchen..."
      Mom: "That's nice." He turns to me holding the pan toward me. "You want some bacon?"