dream fragment

I couldn't remember much of my dream last night, except that it involved me playing a videogame that seemed like Stardew Valley but as an action RPG, and naming a horse in that game with some long name.

I later went back in time to look around America.

Another crappy recall night. I wasn't feeling well, so I went to sleep at 9PM and woke at midnight lol. Then I crashed again 6:43AM and woke at noon... but it was too cold to get out of bed so I slept for another hour.
Then I talked to hubby and lost the dreams I had managed to hold on to.
Except one. I dreamed I had a baby girl but I forgot about her for 4 days and she was in the car. I was terrified that she was dead, but when I opened the door, she had the sleepiest, sweetest, happiest smile.
My ex-hubby was the father and I was living with my grams. That's it.

I know I also dreamed of food and clones (thanks to binging Orphan Black) and cats, but I've lost the specifics.

Fitbit info: 6:43AM- 12:01PM (it never gets my wake up right). 5 times restless for total of 1hour 16 minutes. Sleep equivalence of 4 hours 2 minutes.
I kept waking in pain. My shoulder was subluxing as was a hip. My nose stopped up every time I laid down. Perhaps it's time to start considering a real bed. I started sleeping on a desk because it was the only thing that kept my back from hurting. Now my back is starting to hurt all the time but so is everything else lol

It is a very cold day in Texas. I am at a park, hiking with a group of people. We run into my old pastor who is diving into a crystal-clear lake to retrieve a ball. When he comes out of the lake with the ball he tells us what we already know: the water is freezing. I then translocate to my office, where I'm being accused of doing cocaine by some woman who is interviewing me. I admit to doing other things in the office during the interrogation, but never coke. The woman keeps asking me different questions, but I am still waiting for the specific question about the coke. When it doesn't come, I storm out of the office. As I walk outside, I see two buildings separated by a walkway. A man bumps into me on the walkway and asks where a certain office is located in the plaza. He is late for an appointment, but I cannot help him for I myself am lost and confused (the outside of my office building looks nothing like this in WL). And all I can tell him is, "I don't know, sir. It's a crap shoot." I know I need to record this occurrence, but I can't seem to find my DJ (a missed dream sign). Fade out

I am now with my childhood neighbor, Meghan and her deceased brother, Rob. Rob is sitting on a sofa and petting a little dog who keeps pestering him. Rob's face is grotesquely disfigured with advanced stages of decomposition. I miss this obvious dream sign and translocate to another scenario where I am suddenly in an old truck -- a 1983 Ford or Chevy model. The truck belongs to Eric, my business partner. I am in an underground parking lot trying to back out of a space. I am blocked in and stuck (another missed dream sign). Up ahead, a black man is also trying to back out of a space but he is partially blocked in by a large motionless bus. He reaches out the window and pushes the bus. The bus topples over and a big fight ensues. People start climbing out of the bus and angry motorists start getting out of their cars. Some of them have knives, others have huge fork-like weapons. People yell and scream as they stab each other in the head and neck. I see massive amounts of blood spurting into the air and flowing on the ground as I sit and watch from inside my truck. Fade out

Now I am at Eric's house, and he is offended with me because I stormed out of the office earlier (see first fragment). He feels I've betrayed him. His mother is there, and she is grabbing me and trying to pull me close to her. I am trying to write something while she does this. She is not wearing panties and I can see and smell her hairy, unclean genitalia. I look at Eric and notice his hair is different; it is short and neat, as though he just walked out of a barbershop. His mother is still clutching me. I am wearing only a tee shirt and boxers (yet another missed dream sign) and I am embarrassed that his mother and I are acting like this. I turn to Eric and give him a sheepish look, as if to say, "I am sorry she is grabbing me like this. It's not my fault." He turns to his mother and barks, "Dee! Stop it!" (Dee is not her name in WL), and she immediately stops. He gives her a stern look and then turns back to me. He asks me what I'm doing, and I tell him I'm very busy writing something. I show him the notepad, but notice with alarm that it's just a blank page. Again, I sense embarrassment. Eric gets distracted, and suddenly his mother is back on me again, this time with her genitalia cleanly shaven and freshly-scented. Eric's dad appears (her ex-husband) and he saves me from her by calling, "Dee!" He is wearing a neatly-pressed suit and tie. She goes to him, and I notice she is wearing jeans now. He puts her over his lap and begins spanking her. As he spanks her, I can't help but notice how well her jeans fit. I decide she is not as overweight as I once thought she was. Dreamt 12/19/2016

I decided not to try the task again because I was supposed to wake up at 10AM to take my daughter-in-law to the Dr. I slept through the alarm and didn't get up until 1Pm
I slept rough again. According to my Fitbit, I started sleeping at 3:20AM (that's when I told it I was going to sleep). I was "restless" 10 times for a total of 2 hours and 29 minutes. I only got the equivalence of 7hours and 11 minutes worth of sleep. Which is better than the last couple days of 3 and 4 and a half hours.

ANYHOW.... I only recall snippets of dreams: clones, zombies, base building, fighting with my kids about something. Dreams come back to me at weird times, so if I get anything more later today, I'll add it.

I recall having a few dreams, but I can't quite recall what I dreamt about. In one fragment I was kissing someone and that person said that I'm great at kissing. In other fragment I was at a shooting range, holding some kind of improved pistol. There was a faceless Lovecraftian abomination behind me, I had to shoot to extremely small targets enough times or the beast would devour me.

Escaped from my IRL home onto my IRL street and went lucid when I crossed that boundary line. Started flying, admired some views of Christmas lights, getting less and less realistic as I went on, culminating in a castle with turrets completely covered in white lights.

Memory gap, crossed a lake by a natural rock bridge and entered a cavern on the other side, memory gap again, and then I'm semi-lucid again in a room with three sleeping people I recognize, including Julia. I try to leave without disturbing any of them, fail in this. Mary Jane wakes up, the closest to the exit, and we speak for a while; although we seem to know each other, I'm aware that Mary Jane is wholly imaginary, and that's the point of her in this scene, that she's imaginary. Julia is in the bed across from hers, and eventually wakes up - that's what I wanted to avoid most. I can feel the sensation of pressure from her hand, which stands out - it's the first time I've used that sense in tonight's dreams. Her face has started to resemble Mary Jane's, which is sad but not a surprise; but I think "her name is still her own," which is a surprise and a relief. (This whole scene is about mental associations.)

I’m at somebody’s house, near the kitchen. There are two women, one of whom I recognize. I have an idea who the other might be, but I can’t be sure. The one I know begins to get close to me, and she cranes her neck to kiss me in a friendly way, but I feel that she wants to convey something else. She kisses my cheek, then again, nearer to my mouth. I come close to her, and ask her if she’d like to go out with me. She is ecstatic and responds so enthusiastically, which is satisfying to me. This is special; this girl was my friend in high school, she’s extremely beautiful, we did a play together once and interacted on some kind of emotionally significant level, given the grave and serious nature of the performance. I would have gone out with her in a heartbeat, if only I had the confidence back then. The other girl in the dream seems upset, but I take little notice of this. I’m soon at a restaurant with a friend, and I run into a family for whom I had played piano a couple of weeks ago at a party. We find our table, and I notice a table on the other side of the restaurant where there is another family I know. Only I’m overcome with anxiety when I realize who they are. I imagine that I had asked out the daughter in this family, only this is not actually the case. But in the dream, I am convinced of this. I don’t understand this dream, but I have ideas as to simple meanings behind some of the particular circumstances of it. Overall though, I cannot interpret it.

I entered my barn and saw some hens with little chickens lying on they hay. Most of them were dead or very weak. There was some strange sickness spreading around.

12/21/2016
Fragment One
"Snake Among Dragons"
I was with a fairly close-knit group of martial artists, meeting with each other about something or other. There was a cop within the group, sitting there in street clothes and trying to blend in with us, but it was becoming more and more apparent that he was there to dig up dirt on our group.


Fragment Two
I just remember a cat diving into a pool and being able to sort of freedive and hold its breath for an impressive amount of time.



12/22/2016
"Diva Scorned"

I was being chased by some psychotic, pistol-packing diva - with her expansive group of henchmen - through a big, fancy hotel setting. I have no idea why they were chasing me, or who my companion was, but I know the orders were to shoot on sight. During the chase, someone was able to take us into their apartment and hide us in a small space at the side of a bed, just as the woman showed up. They ended up torturing the person that was hiding us, and who had absolutely refused to give us up. I can't remember what all they did to him, but at one point, I do remember them taking high-pressure heat to his face - like a modified blowtorch with no flame - and literally burning and blistering all over his face and head.

Next thing I knew, they were gone and we were back on the run, through the hotel hallways and out onto the scaffolding outside, goons firing a few pot shots at us along the way. Making it down to the parking lot, we looked for crowded areas and tried to stay hidden.



12/25/2016
Fragment
There was a bright green viper loose in Shaun's house - pretty much just slithering around, wherever it pleased. I did a fairly good job of avoiding it, in the beginning but eventually it struck out at locked onto my calf. The last thing I remember was wondering if I was going to make it to the hospital in time to not die.



12/26/2016
Fragment One
This one was something about the Tree of the Dead, from the movie Sleepy Hollow. I don't remember much from the dream, except chopping away at the center of the tree, as if more trying to destroy it than investigate it. Just like in the movie, though, I was getting sprayed and saturated with the human blood and gore that made up the tree's insides. I don't remember any encounter with the Headless Horseman, or anything like that - just the tree, itself - though I do know that I had someone with me.


Dream Two
"The Thin Lucid Line"

I was out for some good times with friends, and there was an attractive woman that just kind of fell into our group, after a while, along with some of her male and female friends. The woman and I had been getting along really well, and one of her friends was continuously trying to hook her up, but we all knew that there was going to be nothing going on between us. Throughout the day, I had been driving, and I vaguely remember stopping into a grocery store, before we all went to an apartment complex.

The sun had just gone down, when a group of maybe 8 of us were walking through the parking lot, and two of the guys - one white, one black - decided to play, what they referred to as "a prank". They, then disappeared behind one of the buildings. A few seconds later, a woman comes running out from one of the hallways, screaming for the police, just as a patrol car 'happened' to be pulling into the complex.

Naturally, we all scattered and attempted to evade the police. While running through the parking lot, I'd begun to suspect that I was dreaming. Taking one huge leap, I launched myself into the air, and nearly touched the roof of one of the tall apartment buildings, slowly descending back toward the ground. Trying to keep myself calm and get my bearings within the dream state, I took another jump, just a bit more focused, and touched-down to the rooftop. I, then, flew across the parking lot, to the rooftop across from the building I was once on. (I had originally wanted to do the 'Lucid Task of the Month' but I had completely forgotten, by this point.) Now, assured that I was dreaming, I went back down to find my group.

The cops had everyone rounded up. There were two black cops and one white one - the two black cops acting nonchalant and, ridiculously enough, carrying basketballs as if they were trying to appeal to us level (while being racial stereotypes, obviously). They started putting us in their cruiser and the white cop turned to me and started making bigoted remarks. Still lucid, I just laughed at him and said something smart, in return. Becoming instantly defensive, the cop pulled out his gun and shot me in one leg. It felt like a light punch, and ultimately didn't faze me at all, in terms of pain. The act was, though, irritating, and it caused me to laugh directly in his face, at his futility.

I said something like "you fool! This is a dream. This is My dream! You think you can hurt me, here??" I then held up one hand and challenged him to shoot me in the hand, just to prove to him (read as: myself) that I could override the pain. He looked at my hand, and back at me...and then he shot me multiple times in the Legs, again. It caught me a little off-guard, but I focused on ignoring the pain and what little discomfort came about had immediately disappeared.

Again, his defiance irritated me, but caused me to laugh at him through grit teeth. I was just just about to go completely OP'd on him, when I felt the dream beginning to fade away. I didn't even try to fight waking up, though, even though I would have enjoyed tormenting this DC, and I just let the dream slip away while I awoke.

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I've noticed some recurring themes of racism and fascism in my dreams, lately. Makes sense, really. I've been taking in a lot of politics, and playing games like Tomb Raider and The Last of Us, which contain a lot of such situations. No question as to whether waking world media is seeping into my dreams. Lol.

12/17/2016
Fragment One
"Screamulator"
I was on a virtual reality / roller coaster hybrid-thing with Cierra. It was supposed to be scary, but it really wasn't all that impressive...at first. At some points, along the ride, I would lift up my VR visor and look at the inner-workings of the ride. It was some bizarre marriage of industrial-grade, metallic structures, electronics, and live, supernatural-looking creatures - as if many of the virtual creatures we were seeing in the visors had actual, real-world counterparts, which were being manipulated (practically-tortured) for the purpose of making this ride work.

It was very strange and surreal, and I don't think Cierra ever took off her visor and saw what was going on.

Fragment Two
"Snowy Trail with JJ"
My girlfriend and I were walking down a snowy mountain, at night. At some time during our walk, we were approached and followed by a white wolf. At first, it made my girlfriend nervous, but I squatted down a little, as it came close, and put out my hand. The wolf moved into it and allowed me to pet it without incident. It then continued to follow us on our walk, until being deterred by a large, tan/orange scorpion that cross our path. It wandered off in one direction, following the scorpion.



12/19/2016
"Reality Killavision"

This started as some sort of mix of a haunted house and a TV show. There was a group of about a dozen people, all moving through this "haunted" set. During the course of the show, people would be disappearing from the group, one by one, and sometimes completely new people would take their place. It felt very Saw/Hostel-inspired. Later, though, the 'fantasy' nature of the show disappeared, and we found that we were all in very real danger - not so much from anything supernatural, but from actual murderers lurking within the set, including a sniper who was waiting in one very large room with a high wall on the far side.

Review: I dream about coworkers. I wake up and logically deduce I'm dreaming. But then I fall into the dreams abstract plot.

Lucid Logic
I'm in a generic building, my friend Al is there. The lights are dim and the dream is obscure looking. I remember talking to Al and then leaving for another room. Then I wake up.

Everything looked normal, nothing weird about the room. It wasn't my room, but I am staying at a friend's place. My eyes hurt and vision is normal. Wait a minute, I fell asleep with my contacts on? But I remember very clearly taking them off before I went to bed.

I get up and notice some people at my friend's place, who I know were not here last night. I logically conclude, I must be dreaming. But this conclusion worries me, because the dream felt so realistic. I need to confirm this! So I go to a mirror, I recognize my reflection. I tell myself, if I'm dreaming, I can change colors.

My skin changes to purple, then green, then orange, then pink. Yep! I'm dreaming.

Instead of going on an awesome lucid adventure, I fall into the dreams synopsis. The house is a video game dungeon. In a room behind me they're fighting the dungeon boss. I don't want to deal with it. So I put on a weird mask, the left side of the mask looks like zuko. And I jump outside and fly. I watch the house game from a safe distance. Then I wake up for real.

My recall had been pretty bad lately. I remembered something about being back at my home in Thailand, and our dog, White, was no longer white like his namesake. Half of him now has soft brown fur.

Hello everyone I just want to say really quick that I am new here and this is my first time posting something, if you could help me out that would be fantastic, thank you. Here are the dreams

I am not exactly sure in which order they were presented, but I believe they could be connected with each other.
My girlfriend Dolly and I were at the mall, it was our first date in real life, except this mall was different, it seemed like we were at the back of the mall. I looked around me and it was one section of everything beauty and cosmetic, I even saw the word "beauty" in big illuminated letters. I was feeling a bit scared because I was about to enter a woman's domain and I was the second guy in that section. Dolly turned a corner but for some reason I had no idea where she went.
"Honey, sweetie, Dolly?" I said looking for her. I saw some guy looking at me, his body language said he was nervous and he seemed uncomfortable yet he shot me a judgmental look as if I am the one being weird.
I walk further looking for her, but I stop and go into an area for those who want to get a massage. I sat down on a couch and there were two Japanese women, for some reason one of them was wearing a stylized mask that had the Japanese flag and other designs I could not begin to describe because there was so much detail and the other woman did not have a mask on. There was one extra person waiting for her massage. The woman without the mask somehow knew my name and asked me a strange question.
"ok (my name) do you prefer hot or cold water" she said as she dabbed a towel into some water, I started to get uncomfortable because the only woman I want touching me is my girlfriend. I started to stutter trying to form words but I failed and then Dolly appeared.
"Hey." she said
"Where were you?" I asked.
"In the bathroom" and that is where that dream ended

New dream.

I am sitting down on a bench with my girlfriend Dolly. The only thing I could see was her and the bench, everything else was blurry. She stood up and started fixing my hair and that is where the dream ended.

New dream

All around me is nothing but sand below me and a cloudless blue sky above me. In the middle was a single giant red mountain. I slowly started getting closer to it. Dream ended.

New dream

Dolly and I are in the mall again and everything was blurry again. She walked over to me and said "This is our wedding invitation." It was a greeting card with a Snow man on it, she opened it and it read "Flirtatiously yours. Dolly"
Now, Dolly is not one whom I think to be unintelligent and she would not put in a card "flirtatiously yours" because that is not what she focuses on with me, flirting is not the most important thing for us even though she sort of does it a lot, but than again I am not exactly sure what flirting is considering I do not know how to do it and I am not a great judge when it comes to knowing when someone else it doing it. I remember feeling disgusted that she considered a greeting card with a snowman on it to be a wedding invitation. I felt guilty for feeling that way when I woke up because I know she would want wedding invitations to be gorgeous, anyway, that was the end of that dream

I believe these dreams could be a message from God, I have my own theory, but I do not want to misinterpret a message from God, so if you could please help me to get it right so I know exactly what it was God was telling me, it would be greatly appreciated.

I am in a room with my sister-in-law, perhaps in a hotel room or apartment. There is a new ceiling fan installed over the bed. She bought the fan and had it installed. She is laying on the bed looking at the fan. As I walk over to the bed, she says to someone behind me, "Look at his neck." I turn around and see that my wife is also in the room with us. Surprised, I wonder what she meant by "looking at my neck". I suddenly look up to see the fan spinning exactly at my head level, threatening to decapitate me. A moment ago it seemed much higher. As I instinctively jump back, I see my sister-in-law is holding a remote control which moves the fan up and down. There is a pile of boxes at the foot of the bed stacked on top of each other. She lowers the fan blades into the pile of boxes. A chopping noise fills the room. Fade out.

I am now in bed with an unknown woman with blonde hair. She is giving me oral sex and I am smiling at how good it feels. There are people in the room watching us. The bed linens are glowing with a white phosphorescence. I do not orgasm and she disappears and I am left alone with the onlookers in the room who are commenting: "I'll bet he feels good now!" Shortly afterwards, I am joined in bed by my wife and daughter and mother. My daughter has short hair in the dream (she has long hair in WL) and her skin resembles a sickly paste color (she has a natural tan in WL). My wife and mother both say, "Isn't she pretty?" But I remark with horror, "Her hair is short; she looks like a cow."

My daughter's face then begins to elongate into a freak show. As I reach out to manipulate her disfigured lips I say, "Moooo-mooooo," to mimic cow sounds. Her face morphs into something hideous before my eyes (It wasn't until several days later in WL that I realized her face had morphed into the image of her speech instructor's -- an abstraction of the features of an ugly 65 year old woman on the body of a 5 year old girl). I think with horror, "She really does look like a sick cow!" I sit staring at her face, marveling at what happened to all her beautiful, innocent features. I say to myself, "She used to have all my best features, but now she is so ugly and disfigured." I feel ashamed to be her father.

When I look at her again, her hair is suddenly much longer in certain areas. In the dream, this seemed odd to me. As I continue to look at her hair length, I hear footsteps approaching. Embarrassed by her appearance, and not wanting anyone to see her like this, I take comfort in that her hair is growing quickly. I reckon that longer hair is generally more attractive on girls than short hair. As the footsteps grow louder, I frantically reach out and toss her bangs to and fro, trying to make her prettier. Dreamt 12/16/2016

I am with my wife, son and daughter. We are trying to decide where to go on vacation. My wife says, "We'll just turn right at Alvarado" (Alvarado is a small town in Texas where the junction of I35W and 67 is located). The weather outside is bright and sunny. The dream suddenly fades and transitions to us all being at a train depot. We are now deciding which train to take. A train pulls up and opens it doors. As we are still deciding, my son enters into the train. Before I can get him out, the doors close and the train departs. In the dream I do not feel a sense of panic (I would totally freak out were this to happen in WL). As I am pondering my son no longer being with us, my wife pushes a button on the wall which causes all the trains in the system to stop and reverse.

As the train comes back to our station, and although I am still on the platform, my dream eyes are suddenly teleported into the cabin to look at all the passengers' surprise. I can also see all the monitors in the operating office at the depot showing the trains reversing. I see the operation technicians getting up from their chairs, alarmed that someone has interfered with the system. They are wearing sunglasses and uniforms. As I continue to watch them, it begins to dawn on me that they are actually terrorists -- and they are not inside depot offices but inside the actual train my son is in! As they start to hijack the train, I hear shouts and gunfire. The shouts are in a foreign language. I hear a word resembling the sound of "skinjib" and, for some reason, come to the determination they speaking Albanian. Dreamt 12/14/2016