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Left it too late to remember much again. My dreams last night were exciting....

I was trying to escape something and not be caught, it wasn't frightening but quite exciting. I remember running up and down a stairwell, then along corridors. I think I was plotting something. I went downstairs to a friend's office on the first floor and we lowered each other out of the window. There was much more to this dream that I remembered when I woke, now forgotten.

I can't remember if it was the same dream but there was someone talking to a crowd in a large enclosed arena. my friend showed me a time altering device that we could throw somewhere and it would speed up or slow down time. We threw it at the speaker and he started talking very fast whilst we escaped.

earlier: pretty much all forgotten

+ (f) on the backyard steps of my childhood home with uncles and dad, big and fat without shirts on, doing something with water and (Easter eggs?)

+ (f, impression) high school friends on a roller coaster?

final dream of the night:

+ No Good Deed Goes Unpunished (fairly vivid and present)
(I'm putting my bicycle into the back seat of my mom's car outside my childhood home?)
I'm in a parking lot, I walk up to my truck [false] which is double parked. There is a black woman there who says she saw some guys come by and check out my car looking for parts to steal, but the didn't take anything. I (or she?) says that yeah there are guys always cruising the parking lots looking for cars to strip. I get in my truck and start slowly driving away while the woman is walking beside the car on the passenger side with the door open, I'm wondering when I can just drive away without being rude. I eventually say "thank you" and close the door and drive on.

Right up ahead there are two convenience stores where I want to stop to get some breakfast, a couple sausage muffins I think, but I the woman is still walking there and it would be awkward for me to park and get out and meet her again.

Then I'm walking on foot with my bicycle and looking for the place in front of the large grocery store where I can put it. I wonder if I have a lock, and I look down into my bike's basket and see my bike lock (cable and combo lock) and think ah great. So I look for bike racks and find a few different styles.

I get down on the ground and inspect them. One is a low horizontal close to the ground piece of rebar with some cables strung about it. I'm closely inspecting it and trying to determine if I loop a cable lock over it if someone could simply pull the lock right off and take the bike and lock away together. Then I see some standing racks where you roll your front wheel into a slot where it holds up your bike and there's a little eyelet where you can run a cable through. I decide to use this one.

I start putting my bike here. Then a family comes by with 3 little crying and screaming red haired children with a very severe mother who is yelling at them and pushing them down in the cart. The girl is screaming about how the boy had been pulling her hair. I decide to be a good samaritan and start talking to the kids and say "would you like to help me lock my bicycle?" The mother stops the cart and lets me do this. The children quiet down right away. I show them how to thread the two ends of the lock through the eyelet (and under the bike's drive chain) and put them together. The lock becomes an electrical extension cord with male and female plugs, and the (father?) says "don't get zapped" to the kids. They push it together and we all continue in to the grocery store together.

I walk up to the mom and give her some advice, "I had two small boys myself, I understand what it's like, it really helps to keep them occupied instead of just screaming at them."

I'm talking to somebody else by a display stand about how my cousins's family is spread all over the country for graduate school [false] but they get homesick and really look forwards to returning home (for the holidays?).

Then I wake up (FA) in some back room of the store. I'm concerned about my bicycle. I realize that just simply using an electrical extension cord is a terrible lock, it could simply be unplugged and my bike stolen. I run in to the store and can't find my way to the front, I ask some people where the front of the store is and they point back through the back room where I woke up. I'm thinking now about biking the rest of the way to school, it should be easy since it is mostly downhill (flat, but tilting slightly downhill) the rest of the way. I don't want to arrive at school all sweaty.

I pass through a large dim room where an Asian woman is doing Tai Chi and is saying how we all should be calm.

I see up ahead a corner of an outdoor swimming pool and make for that and run outside. There is a young mother relaxing with her back up against the edge of a shallow (slightly deeper than a wading pool) pool, she has a small boy who is playing a few meters away from her. She is cute and my eyes linger on her for a few seconds as I run by, (she looks back at me?). A narrator says s.l. "this is the American way."

I run by another small pool to the left where a husband has returned to his family carrying and shaking some flavored milk drinks in each hand.

I make my way back to the front of the store and my heart sinks as I look over the bike area and don't see my bike. Some f^&*er has stolen my bike indeed. I look closer and see that all the pots and pans that I was carrying, including a dish brush, were taken out of my basket and piled there on the ground. An older woman is standing there saying that some guy had been there hammering, I think that must have been the guy who stole my bike.

I had troubles falling asleep again. I was awake until at least 01:30 and woke up around 07:30 I believe. Bless the man who invented the snooze button. I'm starting this DJ at 08:35.

Shitty dream
I'm in a lecture hall it seems. It's quite crowded. My best friend is seated on a chair all the way to the left and I'm seated right next to her. A few rows in front of us a woman is seated who I went out with once. She is seated next to a handsome guy I believe. My friend wants to sit next to that guy, so she starts talking about switching seats. Which will mean that I'll be sitting next to the woman. No! I really don't want to. I'm not sure if she actually pushed through with her plan.

It seems a bit of a different location, but still inside a building. It is less crowded now. The woman is seated at a high table with her female friend. I come up to their table for a moment to grab my backpack. I also hold perhaps 6 tennisballs in a see through plastic bag in my hand. I walk away towards the exit. Behind me I can hear the woman say to her friend that she wonders if I play tennis. I think at this point I'm not really looking out of my own eyes, but can see myself. I stop and decide to turn back and show them that I juggle. I feel like showing off a little bit instead of just answering the question. I do it poorly though.

I'm standing near a bathroom it seems. I am looking at myself in the mirror before I go 'outside' to the room where the woman is.

MILD attempt before sleepgnome

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12.06.15

I worked yesterday, had night off today and tomorrow

I'm told that I can move to an island off of Sweden. It's a manmade island made of wood. I'm under water, coming up to surface. There is lots of seaweed and light is filtered by them. I'm only few feet under the surface. I'm watching the bubbles rise, how the seaweed is moving with the waves and some sea slug on a large leaf. I'm amazed. I come up and see a large rectangular island that looks like a pontoon.

Next I'm on the island and i feel sand under my feet. It's hard to believe that it's all on wood, because sand seems to be deep.

Someone needs to poop, so they squat behind some drift wood. They cover it with showel and sand. I wonder if someone makes a hole next to it and they showel sand on it, if they uncover the old poop 0_0.

The other dreams I had today were too personal to share, but this one was neat:

So, I'm pretty sure that I was in the dream version of my university, when I came across this fruit stall outside on a path/road. It had all different kinds of fruits on it, along with styrophome bowls for people to use.

There were a few people moving around the stall thing (it was a big open table kind of thing sort of. Hard to describe), and I realized that the point was for you to chop your own fruit and put it in the bowl for a kind of fruit salad thing. So it was basically a 'make your own fruit salad' booth.

I said to them that it was a great idea--much better than those stalls that sold fresh juice drinks. I think I either moved on or stopped dreaming before I tried to make my own fruit salad.

I often dream about various food stalls/places in my dream university, but this certainly was unique.

Dream 1 - The Mall (02:00)
I remember sitting at the mall thinking that I had a chance to be chosen for something. There seemed to be limited spaces (about 4) and they were selected by a god-like figure. I think the area I was sitting in was the outside courtyard in the new segment at the mall. There were some emotions of anxiety I think about whether or not I'd be selected, I knew I had a chance, but I was still nervous because I wanted to be chosen.

Dream 2 - Animal Alarms (07:00)
In the same courtyard as the previous dream I'm at a meat restaurant that me and my parents went to yesterday. My mum was to my left and my dad was in front of me (the same as the seating was in RL). We had asked someone about these animal shaped alarm clocks and they went to get someone to explain it to us. Hmm? A little girl comes up and explains everything to us, she starts listing down the different colours and shapes of animals available. I think she had to do it as like a learning thing for her school or something, but I was impressed by how she memorized so much. I only recall 2 of the different animals, the beetle and the giraffe, but there were many others. I don't think I was listening properly and zoned out when she was talking and then zoned back in when she was finished.

I think the animal alarms dream happened a bit earlier in the night but I managed to remember it when I was getting out of bed. Also my dreams seemed to be restricted to the mall, probably because I spent almost my entire day having to meet people there. I had a few beers which affected my recall too ^_^. The intensity of waking up and writing a full dream out on paper is a bit strenuous on the sleep cycle, but it seems to be working really well.

I didn't manage to get 3 dreams (it was the last night needed to complete my dream goal) so it's reset again.

6/12/15
Dream 1: I was trapped in a giant office building with a girl, being held captive by the leader. I am pretty sure we were both trying to fight against the tyrannical ruling class, so they had captures us to try and brainwash and reprogram us. After a session of this and a chat with the leader where we refused to back down, we were returned to separate rooms. We somehow orchestrated an escape, perhaps they facilitated it as a means of entertainment, who knows. Anyway, we both burst out of our rooms and starting running for the stairs. We went down a few flights of stairs, crossing a few hallways in an effort to evade our pursuers; we knew we where being watched and our attempt was likely futile. We stumbled across a large meeting/office room filled with what appeared to be game developers and such. While scanning the room I saw an elevator on the other side, our ticked outside! We dashed across and tried to use the elevator but it wasn't working, of course the leader would be controlling the elevators. In desperation though, we saw that there was a sort of master key for being able to use the elevator which involved playing Mario Kart and winning the race. We both jumped on a controller and started racing as fast as we could, knowing our pursuers were only moments behind us. Sure enough, halfway through the first lap men in dark suits started filtering through the doors on the other side of the room. They started dragging the girl away from her controller, silent and machine like, as I desperately tried to finish the race before I too was dragged away. Just as the guards were coming at me the dream ended.

Oh boy look at me being all proactive and trying to get back into the swing of things LET'S DO THIS

Dream 1: Terrorism + Mom
So I don't know why I have these dreams where I'm trying to protect my mom in life-or-death situations but it's always stressful as hell. Here we go.

I dreamed there was some maniac flying planes into buildings on something like an hourly basis, in the area where mom and I were out and about doing I-have-no-idea-what-or-why-we-were-out-there-when-there-were-planes-hitting-things-so-often-and-so-close-to-us. But anyway, we were doing stuff. And I was very much focused on the task of trying to keep mom alive. I didn't get the sense that there was much danger to myself. It was entirely an escort mission.

And that escort mission paid off when I happened to find the perpetrator, an old, somewhat emaciated white guy with a long beard. Who I then promptly drowned in the river. It was something like, I tied a rope around his neck and stuffed him in a box and idk the rope was connected to the box or something, and then I threw the box in the river and made sure it was entirely submerged, just under the surface. And then tried to forget he was actively drowning in there, because the idea was unpleasant.

But anyway, that took care of the threat to mom's life. I'm not sure what happened next, but I do recall checking back on the box and finding that yes, it was still there, and he must've been thoroughly dead by that point, so +1 to my peace of mind.

Dream 2: Hella Long Library Visit
Next I dreamed that I was driving my brother and I to the nearby library. I grabbed three-ish books and was ready to go, and then Ben was like hold on... let's chill here. And I was like oh, okay, good time to get some reading in. And then we just chilled, and idk there was a really nasty beanbag to chill in, and then later there was a bed, and at some point Jess showed up and eventually it was dark out and I realized that mom was probably worried about us. I was like, oh no, I hope she doesn't think all three of us tragically died in a car accident. I checked my phone and saw that I had a new voicemail, and I decided to just text mom that we were all good, and then she showed up at the library saying she wasn't worried and there was no need, or something.

That was the gist of the dream, but I'm pretty sure it was pretty vivid and detailed in some ways. Like, I think I remember running my finger along the library card barcode, and another bit where I was trying to scan my library card and I kept doing it wrong and having to flip the card over.

Anyway it was kinda cool. Just chillin' in a library with my siblings and reading books 'cause there's nothing else to do when you're in a library without your computer. It was an oddly realistic and chill dream.

I thought about corn on the cob. Then I was running through a path in the woods.

That's it. I think I had other dreams that I don't remember. I drank a lot of wine last night and that doesn't help with dream recall.

+ I'm playing football. I'm on the football field practicing kicking field goals. I can't get the ball to stand upright on the little stand. I probably try 10 times to get it to stand up and it keeps falling over. I think it takes a lot of practice to balance it properly. I eventually kick a field goal right at the goal line, woohoo, all of 15 yards. Then I try to set up farther away, way to the right side of the field, and trying to see the goal and get a good angle on it. I think practicing to become a place kicker on a football team would be a good thing.

I'm am playing catch with a football with my BF MR. My arm is a bit weak. I want to do a punt, I line up the ball properly with laces on top, drop it to my foot and kick hard. My leg seems weak, the kick doesn't go far and flies well to the right of where I was aiming. disappointing result.

I think that there is a guy who invented and patented some substance that they apply to all footballs which results in a perfect no-slip grip.

+ I'm driving in a minivan, I'm the driver. My wife is in the front passenger seat. We have some (foreign?) visitors in the back seat. My wife wants me to roll down the window and shout something rude at some hick up ahead. I do not want to do that. It turns out that he's some hill billy playing country music (?). We're driving through some suburban labyrinth-like development with constantly curving streets.

I approach the guys house on the left, roll down my window, and shout out as we pass his house, "YEE HAW!" and hit the gas and speed away. I say "there, did it!" to my wife. The guys in the back seat make some comment like they're shocked at what I did. I'm barely making it around the corners and the speed I'm driving, I think I jump the curb at one place. I want to get out of this development so the guy I shouted at doesn't come after me. I think I've reached a dead-end, and I realize with dread I will have to turn back.

I turn the van around and then ahead of me I see an on-ramp to a freeway that I didn't see when coming the other way. I'm relieved and see that it exists the development area. I take the on-ramp and have to avoid a speeding large squar-ish weird (blue?) van that I "know" is a book van. I get on to the freeway and hit the gas and accelerate and change lanes to the leftmost lane. Then traffic is slowing and stopped right in front of me, I hit the brakes and avoid the cars by steering to the left lane. There is an exit here to freeway "380" or "317" or something that I need to take so I steer across all the lanes (traffic is stopped with all cars getting off at this exit, too).

Then my group is out of the van and jumping/ climbing down a hillside. My wife throws in a frisbee and we're playing frisbee on the hills while running down. GB (grad school, ultimate player) is there. We reach the flat ground and keep playing frisbee. I do an awesome behind-the-back catch and GB says "wow great catch". I say "I used to play frisbee all the time on the street outside my house". I then do a behind the back throw to GB. I do a high-speed long distance tilted throw, and ends up bouncing off some stones and going high in the air. Then I toss the frisbee and both GB and BF MR jump up to get it. They hit heads. They come down holding their heads. I see a small spot of red blood in the outside corner of MR's left eye. I say "M, you're eye is bleeding!" MR says "my glass eye got dislodged!" [false]. I look more closely and see a sort of "eye frame" slightly protruding from MR's left eye socket.

+ movie theater. In long lines (seeing Star Wars?) with my (younger) kids. Lines move. We take a line that goes up stairs. We're clambering over seats. Sitting with my kids friends they make some smart allecky remarks.

+ (f) cars full of kids are driving. They have a kilo of pot in the car. Should I call the cops?

+ (f) thoughts of old dog L when he was young. Remembering letting him out of his sleeping place in the morning and running around like crazy when he was a puppy.

wake, insomnia. out of bed. after 1.5 hours, drowsy again, back to bed. Takes a while to get to sleep,

+ then a lot of scenes, some short, some long, most very vivid.

flying, up high, scared of height at first, small space, must constantly turn

the police are searching and scrubbing things in our house. I'm pinned up against the wall by 4 police dogs. They're calm but someone says the one on the left can bite off fingers.

A man is a competitor for the favor's of a young lady. He storms off in anger and keeps returning to turn off light switches that I keep turning on. Happens several times.

There are a lot of dishes to wash. I have dirty utensils in my hands. I should put on rubber gloves.

In a club with young people, we close the door against someone we don't want coming in

Thinking about an enclosed water slide. They closed a portion of it because it was too steep at the end.

Cooking food. Many steaks and chunks of meat.

[and a number more, forgotten]

sometime in 2015
I was inside my parents house by the front door and I could here rain outside. I was dark out. I went outside having a feeling of deja vu. I looked at my hands and they were swirling. I remember that I always wanted to fly as high as I could while in a dream. I began to float upwards but lost momentum and was no longer flying up. I was just hovering. I found out I wasn't breathing. Every time I took a breath I flew a little higher. Now able to see the tops of the houses and the rain I continue to take deep breathes flying higher into the clouds. I can see the stars above and below the clouds fly away in swirling mists as I begin to see the shape of Earth at it's curving edges. I slow down into orbit miles above earths surface and gaze down at the dark side of the earth with it's christmas light pattern of light pollution and decide to fall back to Earth because I've had many dreams where I fall from high distances and land on my feet. I gain speed again but this time toward earth with increasing momentum. I feel a pit in my stomach and I begin to lose touch with reality hurling toward Earth. The dream fabric broke and I awoke.

I wish I had landed

...next time

sometime in 2014

The Castle

I woke up in an old castle where i would attend classes that were focused on me finding out what I wanted to do in life. The overall consensus was that I was not happy because I didn't know what I wanted to spend my whole life doing. But I think I began to question whether I really wanted to pick one thing. The monotony of spending the rest of my whole life doing one thing sounded like a hellish existence of repetition. I didn't even want to think about things before doing them at all at that point.

I liked the idea of free choice and pondering all the options and directions to go so I left the class and went downstairs. I heard the door up stairs open as this other classmate came down trying to get me to go back to class. I resisted and went around back the stairs where i saw these glowing shimmering lights. I went underneath into the shadow cast underside of the staircase and reached for these glowing objects but when I was about to grab them they shot out like streamers all around the room. I turned a corner and the classmate kept following me. I knew he was trying to get me back; at this point it seemed like by force. I was getting bad vibes, like the whole thing was controlled and I was in a prison like loony bin where the caretakers where to ones who had actually lost their minds. I ran into a dead end, turned around and the classmate was blocking the way saying I had to go back to class. I told him I had free choice and ran passed him toward the glass doors to the outside. I started to pick the lock looking out through the frosted glass into the green hue overtones of the outdoors, but gave this up and smashed the glass with my fist to save time being that I was being chased at this point.

I ran out across the grass and took an immediate left around the building where people were playing football as my classmate and a few others are chasing me yelling to catch me. The players are alerted and join the chase. I pick up speed and jump a fence into a hedge-maze where I take a few rights and a few lefts until i lose them. Then I realize that I'm lost myself and this feeling of being trapped for eternity sweeps in as I slowly loose consciousness...

I wake up in a bed in a small stuffy room with my mother sitting above me reading off a list of the symptoms that I have like "paranoia, anxiety, depression, deranged thoughts, loss of will, short-term memory loss" She's trying to help but it made me feel like the very act of a assuming these problems projected them on me. I felt like I was being diagnosed to the point that the diagnosis was creating the very symptoms they were focused on treating. The forced help mentality of projected mental health issues was what was in-sighting my paranoia that thereby drove me to jump straight out of the bed and run downstairs, back out through the glass door I had broke. I ran straight this time across into a huge field of old recycled cans. I was literally wading through aluminum cans where my feet wouldn't even touch the ground any more. The cans formed a hill and as I waded on the light became visible as I could see that the cans were piled against a wall. On top of the wall I looked out across a bay with a lighthouse in the distance. I jumped down onto the beach and sat in the lotus position looking at the waves. It was at this point that my body felt weird like I was electrically charged and I knew I was dreaming. I looked at my hands and they started to melt like I was on mushrooms, the overexposed high detail of my finger prints shifting and changing sizes. I looked up and my friend Sarah was here and she wanted to go swimming. I wanted to fly so I began to float upwards over the water as she swam. As I looked down I slowly began to sink further and further down into the water where I sank and woke up in real life to my fellow dreaming black cat Phantom sleeping on my chest.

This is just one of my lucid dreams that I've had that involves my main reoccurring dream-signs:

Getting Lost (Normally underground in tunnels)
Flying/ Falling (enjoy both when falling I like to land on my feet)
Being swept away by water beyond my control
A castle

Couldn't fall asleep again. I also was too lazy to get out of my hammock after I woke up.

Fragments
» It's night. I'm on a deserted beach with perhaps 2 friends. There are some very big rocks laying about. Not too far away is another island. It's Lombok. For some reason I'm under the impression that I'm in or close to Thailand. I think there were also 2 girls somewhere.

» The only thing I recall is someone talking to me and using the Indonesian word for 'news'.

Cousin Jesus
It's daytime and I'm standing with my cousin on bridge in some small city. We're playing around with a couple of tennis balls. A few times one of them falls into the water. One time I parkour my way down some walls to the wateredge and grab the ball out. Another time it's too far from the edge for me to grab, so I consider letting it just float to the other side so I can grab it there. My cousin does something else: he just runs across the water to grab a ball. How the hell did he do that? Or is the water so shallow that it only looks as if he's running on water? I'm considering doing it too. I can see him shaking his foot once he's standing on the grass again, cause his shoe got a bit wet.

Robe change
I'm chilling with my friend TD in a living room. We're not doing much. Just eating chips and what not. I feel like it might be getting a bit late, like 10pm. She says that we should go out to buy some more chips. I'm wondering whether she really wants to buy some chips or whether she is just trying to get me to leave.

I'm standing in the hallway at the frontdoor. TD has turned into Anggie. There's a table standing in between me and the frontdoor. The frontdoor is open and Anggie is peeking outside. She is wearing a sort of nightgown-ish dress with something over it. Suddenly it's a shirt she's wearing. She takes it off. She's just standing in her bra now and I take a quick peek. Next she takes her bra off. I take another peek. She is very casually changing clothes, not caring about me being present. Somewhere along this moment I was shirtless as well and fumbling to get my shirt on. I had my shirt and my backpack on the table.

Joke ruined
It's daytime and I'm somewhere outside in a city with my best friend. A streetsales person comes up to us. First it was to talk to my friend about something non-sales related. I look away from the guy and look at him again and suddenly he's got his notepad and what not to write down our info. Yeah that's not gonna happen. The guy says something about a cinema. My friend isn't sure of which cinema he's referring to and I tell her it's the one we went to together a while ago.

I'm walking with my friend. This salesguy is semi-following us on his moped. We decide to take a left to shake him off while he's not looking. We continue through an overpass tunnel. In the mean time I'm telling my friend about Anggie getting undressed in front of me. She says something and I try to say something along the lines of: "hey if God wants me to look at boobs, who am I to look away?" But I fumble with the words. Joke ruined.

Out-handsomed
I'm in a house with a garden. The house is so big that it may have actually been a public building. At three different moments three handsome looking actors walk in, looking their finest in their suits; Matthew McConaughey, Iain Glen and I can't recall the first one to come in. I feel some envy: I wanna look that good! Iain Glen strikes up a conversation with a slender black woman. I'm standing in the garden, watching as Jordy starts talking to a German guy who looks very much like him. They are talking in English. It turns out to be his boyfriend. There was some trouble between them, but it's all cleared now. I walk from the garden to the kitchen and I pass the place where Iain Glen was talking to the black woman. They aren't there anymore. I bet they are somewhere private. In the kitchen is my family: my mom, grandma, aunt, perhaps another aunt... My aunt makes a comment about me doing the dishes. Yeah yeah, but first I gotta find [can't remember]. I use it as an excuse not to do the dishes. I don't like the way my aunt tried to get me to do the dishes.

Before going to sleep I was worried about having made a mistake with a patient's care.....

1) I was stood in front of a consultant discussing a patient's care. I said about checking her blood glucose and was told in no uncertain terms I had it wrong and it had to be checked at the weekend. Then I was in a second hand shop looking at where a pile of books should be and they weren't there and I thought that perhaps someone had taken them already and knew I had got it wrong. I went to my car and the door was bent and forced inwards as if someone had tried to break in.
I got in the car and started driving, I remembered I had a radio in the car and turned it on thinking I might hear who was after me. Then I was in a medical shop wheeling a patient trolley back in that I had borrowed, I told them I would be back later with everything else.
I went upstairs in the same building to a room full of slot machines, and thought maybe if I have a big win my problems would be over, but decided that I never gamble and it wouldn't happen. The room was full of middle aged women playing the machines. I wandered around a bit looking at all the fruit machines. Someone threw some coins at me.
I went downstairs again to the medical shop but it had turned into a pub, I went to the bar to ask when they would open as a medical shop agin , there were some old colleagues stood at the bar ordering drinks and one asked me in quite a callous way 'so you only come here on the half hour now do you?' so I left again.

2) I was watching a taxi driving over the top of a bridge and thinking how dangerous it was. It was pink and the bridge was pink. The taxi was sliding all over the place but didn't fall off.

All slightly strange dreams.