Day 1 of fixing my awful recall managed to get 3 dream snippets which I forced myself to try and remember (trying to get 3 per night). I slept in this morning to make sure I got another dream in the bag too. I couldn't help but go to sleep late last night (11:30ish) because my dad had been trying to set up his watch gadget thing with me. Dream 1 - Courtyard I remember vaguely walking around and talking to some people in the courtyard of a town (like something out of an RPG game) and it was a nice sunny day. Dream 2 - Plane pilot I was the pilot of a plane (a big plane) and I literally can't remember anything else Dream 3 - Pillow fight Me, a hot girl and another guy were in a house, I think we were in the lounge. I had a pillow and blanket, they had a pillow each and either a blanket or a small mattress. We were rolling around on the ground pillow fighting which was really fun. Me and the other guy both seemed to be flirting with the girl, I remember rolling and landing a good pillow strike at her and then whipping my blanket over her which was cool.
I'm in a place like a giant Chuck-e-Cheese's, there are multiple floors of cushioned walls and nets. I am walking around and meet a dreadlocked guy I know from school. I show him a green, poorly done, tattoo on my wrist that identifies me as part of the same ninja secret society he is a part of. We climb up to a higher floor where we look down and look out for trouble, some group is doing shady stuff in the park, we have to keep an eye out. Vaguely remember playing with a small arcade cabinet. Go to a kiosk nearby my house to load my bus card, hear a guy welding to repair a magazine stand. The welding pistol is a screwdriver. I go up and ask if he needs help.
Earlier, was just lucid enough to deliberately fly upward with the intent of getting a wider view, instead lost visuals and wound up in a completely different scene, losing lucidity. Standing on a ladder outside a suburban home, the wind shifts, hot and dry, a sense of the desert that's going to claim this place and incorporate it into my people's territory. I'm the one who led them to this place, but I feel conflicted now. I excuse myself to the man who'd been holding the ladder, and go inside to take care of some loose ends. There are too many signs of how personal an interest I've taken in this world, learning their language, getting much too attached; I should dispose of that evidence. Elsewhere, among the troops, I'm speaking to one of them on behalf of a man in this world, Adam, trying to make sure they take care when they process him. I say I've never seen a dreamer with power like his before. Which is true, but I'm also being careful to phrase it in practical terms, downplaying any personal attachment. I have to stress the importance of him as a resource not to be wasted. The man I'm speaking to agrees that they'll be careful, but I don't think he's really paying attention, just brushing me off. I end the scene flying back to that suburban house, desperately searching for Adam. The following scene focuses on a brother figure chiding me for hanging onto a ghost.
Not much on the dream recall front (I've only clocked 3h of sleep) but a very vivid hypnalogic image of the setting/rising sun through a deep orange, slightly bubbly liquid.
Morning of November 26, 2015. Thursday. In my dream, I am living with my family as we are now, though over time, it becomes like a variant of Cubitis (though the hallway is replaced by our present living room, it seems - another new and unique composite as always). As usual, the snake situation is very vivid and its approach is somewhat worrisome. I know that this snake is very venomous but I do not know the name of the species. Still, I am somehow able to avoid being bitten by the snake even though I am lying on the floor at times. I seem to be yelling at some sort of unseen presence to kill it, even calling the presence rude names. There is one point where my oldest son comes out and makes an attempt to catch it. There is another point where it crawls over the extension cord on the floor. I manage to cut it at the back of its head (with a hoe, I think). It somehow ends up higher, crawling from the top of our refrigerator and hanging down on the right side where I perceive it is wounded to where it is no longer a major threat (though still potentially dangerous if the head is close enough to bite - though it moves slower here). It seems to be tangled in the vertical electric cord (which is over a nail just above and right of our refrigerator to resolve slack) for a short time to where it is difficult to safely tell where the cord ends and the snake begins. (At this point, it seems obvious the snake symbol has an association with a concern over the danger of frayed electric cords or electricity itself - and this also seems to be the case with other “snake in the house” dreams.) Finally, the snake is beheaded and its body does not move much. However, its head moves around the house like a toy racing car, still posing a threat and now moving faster than ever without its body. I manage to catch up with it and slice its head across in segments into about five sections (now seeming to be in my father’s room from childhood but only vaguely), almost giving it the appearance of a small cake. It still seems to be somewhat alive for a short time, including the section with its two eyes bulging slightly, moving only a little. This dream turned out to be a warning about a frayed electrical cord I had not consciously paid much attention to the day before.
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I was in my house. With my pal we opened up my laptop, to see what's broken inside. After checking that everything is right, I tried to close it, but I've got one part left, and I didn't knew where it was. We decided to leave it for now and go somewhere. I opened the door to my room, and saw that there was a city on the other side. Streets were crowded, and there was a weird restaurant without a wall. I saw that my teacher is sitting there. She said "I wonder what he's doing there." when she saw me. I started to make random exercises, just so she won't disturb me.
I am making my way towards a 'light show' where there will be fireworks. To get there I go to a local shopping centre. I can't find where the show is and I'm getting panicked because it is starting soon and I'm also supposed to be meeting D. Then I notice a tiny little sticker saying "light show this way" with a picture of fireworks. I enter a door and inside is a hidden windy staircase that spirals up the inside of the tower. From the outside it looks just like part of the shopping centre, but from the inside it looks so completely different that I get the feeling most people don't know about this place. Inside is cold, damp stone, as I climb with anticipation, higher and higher until I come to the top of this medieval style tower. It is a warm summer night, but a little bit cool because of the wind so high up. There is a huge full moon, and as the firework starts, D is there and a bunch of other happy people and it is perfect and beautiful, as if the height has managed to create a bubble away from the real world where you can just be part of the colours and sounds and sensations.
Last night I went to sleep at 3 o’clock in the morning. I lay down on the bed without even turning the light off because I was so tired. Then I felt asleep. Suddenly my door open, I thought it was my dad, I said "oh my god my dad saw my light still turn on" I wake up so quickly from the bed and said "yes I know", but nobody was at the door. Then I said to myself: "wait this looks like a dream" and I became lucid. I get out of my room, and the dream was fading. I lay down on the floor and I was moving backward by a force pulling me down stairs. I said to myself "maybe the dream want to shows me something". I was now in the diner room then I woke up.
Stations It's daytime and I'm sitting in a train. I'm on my way to my hometown. The train stops at a train station with the name of my hometown on it. Heh.. no way. This station doesn't like it at all. It's a tiny station almost in the middle of nowhere. I think an elderly couple gets off. I'm still a bit confused over the situation. It's one thing to get the wrong info from the on board announcements, but to have the wrong namesign up on a train station... Suddenly I see the area from an aerial perspective. Ow I get it now. They've added 2 new train stations in this city, to increase accessibility. Apparently they all have the same name. At the next station now. I clearly see a shop on the other platform. The building is very rectangular. I'm standing on a different platform. I look at the announcement board and see that the next train will go to my hometown. I start walking towards the correct platform. I will have to check out and check in again. Fragments » I'm with my cousin. She takes a look at my dreads. She gets all excited and sort of states that I've fixed them. I tell her that my mom fixed them up a bit, but not entirely. Somehow I feel a bit embarrassed with the attention. » I'm with my mom, grandma and aunt. My aunt is blind.* We were walking around the house and my aunt had no problem moving about with the same speed as a non-blind person. We're then all seated at a table and I'm playing chess against my blind aunt. Instead of black-white, the board is black - light blue. The position of the pieces changes ever so slightly during one of my turns, causing me to take a very long time to think about what move I want to do. At some point one of the pieces is a squished little tomato with some other stuff mixed into it. It's quite messy. *My aunt's not really blind. » I'm walking along a trail in the hills or on a mountain. I'm hiking with a group. » Not sure if it's the same group, but we're in a cave with a lot of people. We're playing a type of infected tag game. If you get tagged, you become one of the growing group of taggers. The purpose is to make it to the other side. I think I get tagged at some point, but somehow have a retry. It's easy to tell who is infected as they have a certain light around them. I think I dive to make it out of the cave on the other side, but I'm a bit too late. I finish in 3rd position, which I can clearly see displayed as if I'm playing a video game. » I'm talking with my ex girlfriend on whatsapp. It's about a mountain and a volcano I've been to in Indonesia. There are pictures. Our replies are somewhat normal, but at the same time it feels like there's a sub-meaning as the situation feels a bit hostile. Did I go to these places with Christina? » Writing Christina's name triggered the memory of a plane, though I'm not sure if I dreamt about one. » I'm scrolling through LinkedIn. I've added one of my lecturers. I think I see her scrolling to hers and her ignoring my invitation. I reason that she probably doesn't know who I am, as I've omitted some information from my profile. Sales I'm standing inside a small shop. It's supposed to be an office for a street sales company at which I will start working. I know it will be different than the last time, because this time I have my housemate Quint with me who will also work here.* We're standing in front of a type of post-mix machine with the manager, who is our age. He offers us some cola. I'm not really into cola because it's unhealthy, but I don't want to be rude. We get it in a big cup. Quint prefers dr. pepper, but the manager is not allowed to pour the same quantity of dr. pepper as cola. A rule from his uncle, who is the owner. We watch the television which is mounted a bit above our heads. It's an event in a stadium. There's a group of perhaps 100 people in the middle of the field. It has to do with mourning for a terrorist attack. I see an old friend of mine, Tris. Wauw.. it looks like he hasn't slept for days. Then the whole thing turns into a performance, with riot police and such. At some point it turns into a form of rehearsal, as one thing is done again and again to get it right. *We don't live together. He used to work at the previous street sales company.
earlier: + (f) on the coast line, I notice the water line receding, think this is the precursor for a tsunami, start running away, tell my friend to run + in apartment I share with ex-gf SB. I notice a large storage area built into the floor, it's about 8 feet deep and 1 square meter in cross section. Hey, that's a great place to store all of our junk I think. I notice it's not packed well. It's loosely filled with skinny, tall lamps and random things. I think if we worked a little bit every day, we could free up all the junk in the apartment and pack it efficiently into boxes and store it in this space. I briefly see and think about the little items all over the place that need to be dealt with before I move out. There is a container with little bars of chocolate, I open some and eat them. I present them to SB and her female friend. They say they can only eat the little triangular ones (some name), and ask me if I ate them all? I can't remember but I don't answer because maybe I did. They also say they can only eat the long skinny ones (that also had a name), and I think I may have eaten those, too. + (impressions…fleeting…just can't grasp them…lots of content) + (finally recovered another one!) (f?) crocodiles at childhood home: I'm down in the back yard, in the neighbor's yard down the hill from the property line are attack/guard crocodiles. One of them in particular is very nasty and aggressive, and quite fat. I know this one can lunge up to our level and grab someone, so we run away from the edge. later: + homestead, bears, "community chamber pot", saw, tree blocking road, sewage/water/reclamation system in large sunken cellar I've arrived at a remote spot in nature where my friends are building a homestead. The land is slightly rolling with some trees (near a river?). Bears are around, I see some. The homestead guy (DaGr?) says as long as you startle them they stay away. A tree has fallen across the road where the buggy carrying the household items will come from. DG is chopping at it with an axe? I think that will take a really long time. I see a collection of old saws with different styles (some fat, long, short, sharp, skinny, etc.) of teeth. I'm looking for a large two-man saw to make short work of the large tree trunk blocking the road. I see several but not just what I'm looking for. Then DG shows me his new two-man saw. He says it's sharp (?) but I don't see any teeth on it at all. I'm looking at it trying to figure it out for a while. DG hops down into the open cellar pit and punches an electronic button that starts up his invention: waste/sewage/water reclamation system that is the foundation of his company with his partner [false], it runs in pipes around the perimeter of the cellar pit. I notice that this pit is much larger than I noticed previously. He's telling about how the system works: people and animals contribute organic material with many different minerals and other substances that are extracted by his system. I eventually figure out what he means is that everybody pees and poops in a big "community chamber pot" and animals come and eat stuff from here and also poop in it, producing a mixture of material for the system to process. I ask him if he's going to build a holding wall for all the poop-mixture down here in the cellar. DG is presenting a scoring system for lucid dreaming on a board for us. Fully lucid dreams get 3 points, semi-lucid dreams 2 points, non-lucid dreams 1 point, there are finer distinctions of scoring also available. + shopping for jeans in a big 'n tall store, hanging around a long time waiting for a salesman. Dual colored front/back pink/brown pants, don't have my size, arrive on motorized seat, sales clerk jokingly calls it "the lawnmower", can't see the size on any of the jeans. Light/white colored walls and cubbies, upscale feeling, woman in dressing room changing hey close the door, men's dressing room across the way, waiting for sales guy, eventually several of them come back (must be coming back from break I think) and I raise my hand, first one doesn't come, then I "recognize" my guy (large and with black beard?), I mention my size is right on the border, small for big ' n tall, large for regular stores, he says yeah that's there smallest size. He shows me the pants with the strange multi-color. I suppose I can try something other than blue jeans. Just hanging around waiting and browsing for a long time.
I am in a game known as uncharted with a couple of different twist. There were three players left including myself that were still in the game. I manage to team up with one of them to take the last player that was hiding. After we did that we went against each other. I eventually won and was back inside the house. Once back I went in to the living room where I see my mother and brother talking. It look like it was the afternoon as the sun is setting. I told my brother had started playing uncharted again and that I did pretty good. He seems surprise, I tell him my character is male and that he looks a lot like the character Dragunov from tekken. This person has been standing in the kitchen so I assume that must be brother character. I notice my mother seeing next to me on my right. She look worried so I turn my direction to where she had been looking to hear music playing. It was familiar to me, since I listen to that music sometimes through the week. I then turn my direction to the opposite side and notice that through the window I could see the outside. It look like it was a drawing with vibrate colors. An odd combination for what the outside is suppose to look like. I then realize I am dreaming and woke up. Lucidity Time: 3 seconds.
*I was in a hospital just witness the pure suffering of old age, accidents, and just people suffering in horrible shape. It made me feel how could level of human suffering could even be allowed to exist. This old ladies face stood out in particuler, she was so old that that her skin seems to be faking off her face. She seemed to be in the least of pain compared to even one else. *There is a wind surfer that used the wind to take off soaring with his gear. He had absolutly no control over his flight. *I was talking with a big group of unknown people like a new crowd of people I was getting to know. I said something to make everyone laugh in a very confident manner. This made me happy. *I ran into one of my friend's girlfriends but she didn't look at all like anything of the actual person. She said she wanted me to show her the correct door to somewhere she was looking for. I pointed to a middle door in between to others in this kind of a back alley way. We approached the door and realized that we can't get in. Nobody has been to this place in such a long time I commented.
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