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Fragments again, but more sleep.

In which I suddenly have a baby...

I'm sitting in the living room of my childhood home with my mother and with K. I have a blond, light-skinned newborn on my shoulder. I'm trying to hold the baby girl in a way that supports her little neck, but her head keeps slumping over. I express my surprise at having the baby. My mom is trying to convince me that it is my child. I tell her that I have no memory of giving birth. She says that is because I was heavily drugged. I respond that I have no memory of the pregnancy either. K says, "Don't you remember when your water broke?" And I do.

I'd been sitting on my couch in my current adult home. K and H were in the living room with me. My belly was swollen with pregnancy. Out of nowhere, my water broke and flooded the living room. K and H put on waders and carried me out to the car.

"I remember," I tell them and accept that this child is mine. I'm still confused about who the father is since the child has such a light complexion. I start to ask about this when I hear the kettle whistle.

I walk back into the kitchen (still exactly like the kitchen in my childhood home) and prepare a bottle of baby formula. K lectures me that I should be breastfeeding. I admit that it would be best for the baby, but I tell her there is no way I'm going to do such a thing. She says I'm being selfish and I concede that I am.

Then the baby says, "mama I'm hungry." K and I are amazed that a newborn is speaking so well.

In which R has a camera that shows the user's perception of objects and people...

I'm back in my current home. R and I are sitting in the dining room. I still have the baby but she is older now and sitting on the floor next to the snake plant in the corner of my dining room. R shows me a new camera that he bought. The user takes a picture of something and then looks at the screen to see an image of what the user really thinks about the subject of the photo. He demonstrates by taking a picture of our backyard. We look at the viewer and see a beautiful and wild jungle, green with life and full of birds. I take a picture of the baby. We look at the viewer and see a monkey. I know this is true. I don't really care about the baby. She seems like an alien creature and I have no feelings of attachment to her. I don't know where she came from and I'm still confused about how I ended up with a baby. But at the same time, I feel really guilty about being such a bad mother. I'm embarassed that the camera exposes my lack of feeling for the child so I try to argue with R that it is not working properly.

He suggests that I test it out by taking a picture of Lucy, our dog. I point the camera at her and click a picture. Then I look at the viewer to see a happy, cheerful dog with little digital hearts rising out of her. I love my dog more than the surprise baby. I shrug my shoulders and admit it's true.

In which I purchase a coffee table from the local antique store and discover a treasure trove...

R and I walk Lucy down to the local antique store to pick up the coffee table. The owner has a dog too, and we all step out to the garden behind the store to let the dogs run around and play. She shows me a back room where she has stored the coffee table. Then she returns to the front desk and leaves R and me outside.

While we are examining the coffee table, I notice a secret door in the floor. I look inside and see a treasure trove of gold coins and jewels. We marvel at it and then shut the door.

We go to the checkout counter to pay and I hand the lady 75 dollars in cash which is the deal we'd made for the table. She charges me 100. I ask why she is charging so much, and she says that she has added on a 20 dollar fee to support local businesses. I tell her that I just want to pay the 75 that we'd agreed upon. She rings me up again with the correct amount, but now she looks sullen. She makes me feel guilty for not supporting local businesses.

I know the math doesn't add up, but it did in the dream.

1/4/11: Sometimes I don't even understand why I get dreams like this: one where you're running around in circles and running into random people that seem very attractive--and the setting is in a big building. Recently I've been having dreams where there's been some sort of hybrid when it comes to these big buildings: Some are colleges mixed with apartments, while some are independent high schools--next to apartments.

In one scene, I'm in a dorm inside the body of someone who thinks there has been a failure/cheating. The roommate's had enough of his/her conspiracies.

"You've got 30 seconds to explain to me what you're talking about." she replies. She looks a lot like Hollywood actress Alicia Silverstone in the face, only younger. I haven't seen ANYTHING movie-wise starring Alicia Silverstone in over 15 years, and I'm 24 now.

After this, the "running around in circles" thing continued as a different character, running into random people and offices, even accidentally sitting on what appears to be a conveyor belt. I land on the ground, luckily, and on my own two feet.

I'm guessing this part of the dream came when I thought about doing some JoJo's Bizarre Adventure fanfiction starring a character who has a Stand similar to series main character Jotaro Kujo, Star Platinum, and this was likely everything he (the fanfic character I created) saw, along with the college scene belonging to a character from another work of mine, Tracy Weston.

A Stand, as many people who are fans of the JJBA comic book series know, is basically a supernatural power. Out of all the "bizarre" dreams I've had, I'd have to say this is one of the top ten, though I don't really see what big buildings have to do with JoJo's Bizarre Adventure. One of my goals in life is to be an author, and I think this dream might have been what I needed to get going. I'm new to this JJBA thing, so I guess I'd better read more in order to understand what's going on in each of the arcs.

-Realized that I should definitely get another tangible journal, because by the time I make it to my computer, I have forgotten most of my dream.

01/05/2010

I remember being at my parents house and in the kitchen. My family was leaving to go somewhere, and I was staying because I was playing music with Mike Gordon. We were playing DWD and it was rockin. For some reason we were jamming in the kitchen instead of somewhere a little more appropriate. A few minutes into the jam, my younger sister came inside and told me to move my friend's car so that they could back out of the garage. I said no because I was jammin and it was awesome haha. So my dad had to move the car and I think he was pissed about it, but no one came inside to yell at me they just left and let me continue jamming away.

I remember I was on the verge of going into a building with D and D. But before I did, I pulled out these clumps of weeds, licked them and pasted them on each shoulder. D was asking me "are you sure you're ready to fly?", and I replied with a semi-confident "yes". The scene looked like a combination of an arcade, and night club. I remember looking down at my wrist and seeing a metal bolt that went through it.


Second dream was about studying for medical stuff...but some girl was sitting on my lap trying to flirt with me. I remember talking about army related medical stuff and getting confused.

ok i know a snippet that i was driving a car(wich is totally impossible since i never done that before)
and no.. lucidity is triggerd tough...
for some reason i have a hard time driving it(makes sense) and i atttained alot of damage to the car
but i though it wouldn't be this bad! so i was at home.. and i knew it was my dads car.. i got out of it and i noticed it was silver(wich isn't right aswell cuz our car was a dark purple like color) and it was pretty banged up.
at that point i woke up in my dream and my brother was in my room writing down his dreams! so i did that aswell!
for some reason i really had a journal now instead of a paper i have in real life.. after that i woke up

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

05.01.2011

Music fragment (Fragment)

I was in my family's car with my parents and brothers. We were going to celebrate my birthday in my music school (yeah, makes no sense) When we arrived my parents were worried about the time, so I told them it was 2:28 and that the opening times were 2:20-7:20 (not like that at all in real life) and I got out of the car.

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05.01.2011

Judo store (Non-lucid)

I was in some kind of mix between a store and a gym with the man who used to be my Judo teacher. My youngest brother and a bunch of kids were also there. He was teaching a kid but the kid began crying because he couldn't do it right.

A while later someone came into the store and warned the teacher that there was a fire or something and he had to leave. I decided to look at a cupboard in the store and in the top half (I looked at it several times and could never get it right, i think it switched places) there was a soap and bubbles kind of toy. I wanted to steal it but in the end my conscience won and I didn't.

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05.01.2011

Groundhog bus (Non-lucid)

I was in a bus being driven by one of my cousins who didn't have permission. I new he was driving because I'd already been in this situation before (I think in the previous part of my dream I stopped him but in a different manner). So tired from having already done this I just went to the front of the bus, took the steering weel from his hands and forced the bus to stomp, but then I accidentaly put it in reverse and someone else had to stop it.

After that the bus was taken back to my home town and I sat with a person (I think at first she was a girl but at some point became a boy) I explained to her that I knew about my cousin because I had already lived this day many times. She told me to call my parents because they might be worried and I thought about how to explain to them that a thing such as reliving your day over and over could be real. (Note to self: if you ever, ever face a situation when you fear explaining something because it doesn't seem real, then for the love of God do a reality check.) When we arrived at my home town I walked her to the hospital. Once in there I saw him and I decided to stay at the hospital because it was about 3:30 and I was scheduled at 4:00.

Wow, two dreams tonight in which I checked my watch and I didn't do a reality check. Oh well, at least watches are starting to appear in my dreams.

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At UNF, I am walking by where the woods used to be. I cross the street and see human footprints in the mud so I follow them. I see a wolf eating an elk and I start to back away. Then the wolf starts coming towards me so I hide in the bushes and get underneath some leaves. The wolf is looking right at me and I say "I'll stay right here just leave me alone!" I think the wolf answered back but I don't remember what it said.

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A woman I work with, DM, was reciting some random top ten list. Her face froze (I think I made this happen) and I was staring at her... then I sort of woke up a little bit, fell back asleep, and picked up right where her face was frozen. Then I made her walk away! Very strange and cool.. semi-lucid?

I zoom out of a portal. Raven is teaching a class at Hogwarts with MoSh assisting. She is teaching them accuracy. MoSh says something about refining your brain to see clearer or some shit.

I land in the range area. Raven tells me to move. I make a wall of stone, and the students' fire and ice attacks are nulled.

I join the students, and shoot fire and ice tenctacles at the targets. I grab the tentacles with the targets, and spin them around. Raven tells me to stop showing off.

MoSh rolls his eyes at me. This reminds me of how Angel does that to me. I get pissed off, and I feel dark energy surging. My eyes grow black and spin at MoSh.

"Stop trying to suck me into your Inner World, Nomad! You are sick with dark energy."

I just growl at him.

Raven sneaks a net around me of light energy. I get really angry, and turn into Juargawn, and claw at the cage and scream. Raven shoots healing energy into me through the net, and it feels like eating ice cream through my paws. I start giggling and laughing. MoSh rolls his eyes again. I stick my cat tounge out at him.

I teleport behind him, and tickle him.

He tells me to stop being gay.

I turn into Tigger, and bounce and spin around. Raven giggles. I pounce on MoSh and lick his face.

MoSh says I am being super gay. Raven starts laughing harder, and flowers come out her eyes.

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We are in a big field of wildflowers. We are little kids. There are two dogs, and three cats playing with us. We are chasing butterflies. Then, the butterflies chase us. We laugh, and fly up into a portal. It seems like it's a very ordinary common thing.

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FA

On the Biodome. In the Healing Glen.

FA

In The Frost Giant's Healing Glen.

FA.

In Angel's bed.

FA

On my shitty futon.

FA

At my parents house.

I have about 50 or so FA's, and they happen rapidly, like a shotgun.

I scream: [B]I WANT TO WAKE UP![/B]

FA: On my shitty futon.

I give, roll over, and go to sleep....

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Non-lucid, 'Video-game-controller mode' [see side notes], Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

My dad and I are on a bicycle ride together. I've just checked out a thick paperback book from the library, and it's in the rack on the back of my bicycle.

I'm outside a movie theater in Florida, with my mom. Directly across from the entrance to the theater is a small kiosk where you can get drinks in plastic cups. She and I get some drinks from it for the whole family.

False awakening in my current real room. I hear the sounds of people shouting something about a surfer dude, and decide to follow the shouting out to the creek, but decide not to wake my parents. As I'm walking out of the house, I see that there's a bunch of writing in thick, black letters on the back wall of the dining room, as well as several papers with more writing on them taped to that wall.

I'm entering an upstairs apartment. My uncle is there.

I'm walking past a junior high school. I see a large group of kids in PE uniforms setting off on a run around the perimeter of the school.

I continue walking, and my route takes me along the street in my old neighborhood that goes around the edge of the park. I'm going in the direction of House #2. I turn around and see a tiny, cartoon kid with a BB gun standing behind me on the sidewalk. I'm a little worried that he's going to shoot me with the BB gun, but in the end, I ignore him and continue walking.

I reach House #2. In the garage, floating vertically in midair, is a menu of choices, like on a DVD. They say something like 'imaginary ideal' and 'reality' [I think; I don't really remember.] I select the former first, and find myself standing in my bedroom at House #2. The room is arranged the way it was in reality, but everything in it is completely white. [I really wouldn't call that design choice 'ideal.' However, when I lived there in reality, almost everything in that room really was white, and I was pretty happy living there.] I return to the menu, and this time, I select 'reality.' After making this selection, I find myself back in the same bedroom. It's still arranged the way it was in reality, only now the bed has a green bedspread with flowers, kind of like the one I have right now in reality [which I bought when we moved to House #3], except that the pattern is bigger and bolder.

I look out the window of my room and see a wide view of rolling grassland, with a lot of people walking around all over the place. There's only sunlight shining on one small, roughly circular section of the scene, though; the rest is in shadow. I speak aloud to the scene, saying something to the effect of, “It should be sunny all over the whole scene!” The sunlight spreads to cover the whole scene.

The scene shifts without my noticing it. The window of my room is now a doorway that opens onto a scene of an arctic landscape, with a wide, shallow pool of water in it. [An aside: After all those times I complained last month about the lack of snow in my dreamworld, I finally had a dream with snow in it, and not only did I completely fail to remember that I was supposed to make a snowball and hit somebody with it, but that Task of the Month is over now, anyway! Argh.] I walk out into the scene. From the far side of the pool, I step into the water, trying to walk on it, but I quickly give up the attempt because I get scared away by an orca and a walrus approaching me through the water. I walk back out. I then get the impression that they weren't really threatening me, after all. I go back toward the house. My mom is standing outside the doorway, and I tell her she can watch me do this if she wants to. I start walking back toward the pool of water again, concentrating on continuing to walk forward, straight into the pool, while believing that the surface of it will be just as solid to me as the ground is. It doesn't work; I end up standing ankle-deep in the shallow water again. [That's all I remember.]

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Side notes:
I'm really not sure for how much of the above sequence of events I was actually asleep and dreaming, and for how much of it I was awake and actively using my regular old imagination. I felt like I was doing the latter for at least part of it, hence the green text, which I always use to indicate a sort of half-awake, half-dream state where I know that I'm using my imagination like a video-game controller to control what happens. The division between green and purple text (indicating a lucid dream) is mostly an arbitrary guess. Then again, I was definitely aware that I was dreaming by the end, so it's entirely possible that I really was dreaming the entire time, and that's what dream control feels like. If so, that's really cool! I really advanced a lot in the area of dream control last night. I will have to experiment with this further.

I'm mildly annoyed, but not at all surprised, to discover that verbal commands work really well to control my dreams. As much as I love Inception and would love to be able to alter the dreamscape just by thinking about what I want to happen, that idea is relatively new to me. I've been a Star Trek fan for years, so it's not surprising that the older and better-entrenched idea that one can change one's surrounding environment by giving verbal commands, like they do when using the holodeck on Star Trek: TNG and later series, would take precedence over the newer idea that one can change one's surrounding environment just by thinking about it. Now that I know what works for me, though, I guess I'll go along with it.

4.01.2011

Feeding Time (Non-lucid)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Darkness covers the deserted outpost. Grey walled, black roofed buildings, dot the area, each a relic of the past. Though, the architecture, old-west in style, seems to be the norm across this post-apocalyptic wasteland. Shuffling through the first floor of the Inn, my sisters and I cast shadows on the murky glass. They're coming. . .

“What's that movement? In the window,” a woman points and whispers through hushed sobbing. A group approaches from up the grassy, wet, dirt-laced hill. They haven't slept for days. I motion with my flesh-torn arm for my sisters to cease their movement, close to the door now, out of sight, we're in perfect striking range.

“You're hallucinating,” warns the portly man with a broken staff and scruffy shadow of a beard. He saw it too, but hunger, the possibility of food, and a lack of sleep disrupt his reasoning. Unsure as he approaches the loosely hinged door, he warns the others to stay back.

It's likely these people have never seen one of our kind before. Never had to fear our bloodlust, our thirst for human flesh. No, these poor travelers have no idea what's waiting for them, just inside the darkness. We have the advantage.

They're unlucky, really, terribly unlucky. We could have come to any world, any universe, in the hunt for our true prey. I never had to steal that alien craft in our home dimension; the resistance would have gotten along fine without it. Sure, some key leaders would have been executed, but the fight would have continued.

Instead, out of character, I took a risk, and here I am now, in another plane of existence, dead and rotting, kept moving only by a powerful virus, or magic, I can't be sure. My intelligence, my self, remains intact. A true zombie, I am not, but my craving, my need to feed. . . all too real. Even as I bite down on this man's fleshy leg, repulsed by the taste, the dirt, the grime, I can't stop biting, tearing, where the others can't see him, can't hear his muffled cries.

I really hate it when they don't shower.

Nonlucid


My childhood best friend Taco who I haven't seen since I was 11 years old was in my dream. Some guy with a long beard in a bar told me he was adopted and that I needed to tell him that. I didn't know where he was so I did everything I could to find him. I went to his old house but he had moved and nobody knew where he went.



Suddenly I was in my room playing a First Person Shooter with lousy graphics and I saw a name appear on the screen. (can't remember what it was) I instantly knew it was Taco. I clicked on it an started talking to him. I told him I wanted to meet him somewhere.

Then Taco and I where talking to each other in the middle of the street. After a little chit chat I told him I had to tell him something. Gently I told him that he was adopted. He was in shock, I comforted him and layed my hand on his shoulder. We shared some memories of the old days when we would have a pancake eating contests and eating icecream in the swimmingpool on his backyard lawn.



Then my parents came and told me I had to tell his parents Taco knew he was adopted. I refused to do that. I said that if he want to talk about this with his parents he should do that himself. We got into a fight about it.

I went back to my place and remembered I had to sell cookies for some reason. This is all I remember before I woke up. I was really hungry for a pancake.

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1/3/11

Nonlucid
This girl and I were riding bicycles through a building that was not completely built yet.
Next we were on the grassy ground laughing about it all. This is when I saw she was Penelope Cruz.
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She rolled on the grass and I tossed a blanket end over to her. She gave a mock surprise and I said "it was the wind." She laughed and rolled herself up in the blanket till it was even over her face. I rolled her onto me and said "your on me supported be my body" but there was no answer and no thoughts coming from this pile of sheets. She was not in there and this was just a replicated pile of bed sheets.
I wanted to go somewhere new and then I was walking into an office with someone like Penelope Cruz. I stood in front of the desk and she walked behind the desk sat in the chair and put her feet up on the desk. The man and woman who just walked in too looked astounded at us and we couldn't be happier.
Woke up and committed it to memory.

1/4/11
Dream 1: The Enclosure.
Partly lucid

I was walking through a field and thought about hunting then I thought I saw a large flightless bird and said "I think I'll hunt quail. Ha yeah I'll hunt quail!" It seemed funny to me given how small and the birds are and can't even fly. When I came to a large earthen wall, like the kind made out of mud bricks with mud pasted over it. I hopped up on the wall and yelled mockingly "I will have a quail!"
Coming down off the way I saw it was some kind of enclosure and where I was at was the corner of the enclosure and the walls when far off into the distance. I saw a crack in the ground here which I didn't want to fall into. I went out into what looked like an African Savannah. There was a side of the enclosure that was for people where no animals were. I walked quite a bit looking at the grasses till I came upon a place that's like the diners they have at zoos so you can wash up and eat.
Standing outside the diner where some people I knew, they had been waiting. We said hello and talked a bit and I stuck close to the attractive short haired brunette. She was a little surprised by this. I showed her into the diner and she was surprised by this too. Then we sat at a small metallic table and I asked her how she was. She knew what I was going to ask and said "OK" before I even finished. I thought of something to say quickly, "So hows... your wor" "Great... yep." she said looking awkward. I didn't know what to say she kept cutting off my thoughts. We sat in silence for a minute. "Well don't let me keep you." I said abruptly. "oh Thanks" she said with a half smile and got up. "let me see you out."
Instantly I was back at the place I came into the enclosure. This time I remembered not only the first time I had been here before but there were other times I had been here. Excited, I ran out into the Savannah with the animals. I ran besides gazelles and saw giraffes and other animals off in the distance. I saw a lion and was afraid if I looked at him he may come over to me so I kept running and ran next long hill on the human side of the enclosure. After a bit I knew I was coming to the same diner area as before but this time I saw only 2 of my friends from before and the short haired girl was gone, and, this time I saw the 2 a little before the diner area too. "hey guys" I said, they waved a bit. They were saying something like "are you having fun" and I saw the short haired girl come out of the mist that was forming and she said "Well if its not the stud!" This was a bit of a surprise and I wasn't sure she was talking to or about me, I even thought it may mean my fly is open! I looked down at my fly area and saw I was squeezing an orange stress ball but that was it. I started feeling a little shy and silly about that as she said hello to the others.
The short haired girl and I walked off so she could leave and we could say good bye. We came to a train and we said some good byes but then there was a staircase going up that had a lot of people on it and I just had to see what this was all about. We walked up it into a big long line going into a warehouse looking building. The line wound around several staircases and a girl managing the line at the top said "everyone over here move over!" We moved over into the line nearer the door. I remembered this was a large paintball shooting fest going on inside from the last time I was here.
Woke wrote down key elements.

Dream 2: The Shape
nonlucid
Some friends and I were outside a dept store in the parking lot and 2 guys who had just participated in a competition came walking towards us. One was the winner and he held a blue wire cube on a black little board as he grinned. The other guy sadly through his thing on the ground. I picked it up and looked at it, it was called The Shape and was a fluid that could change into many different shapes just by thinking it and on its own. It was like it was a part of my hand I could feel it moving into links and then tiny ropes. We when into a grocery store and the Shape as I was looking at it in my hand climbed onto a light fixture and was making all kinds of funny shapes.
This is when I remembered this dream before. The last time The Shape went up into the lights and I became frightened that the shape was going to kill everyone and ran out of the store.
Remembered this and forgot this repeatedly throughout the day.

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