dream fragment

I was roaming around school and then shops with two other girls. There was one blonde girl that was jealous of them for some reason and they were arguing all the time.

Fragment

I was a witcher in white orchard, fighting with monsters that attacked a village.

Dream

I was in a car, driving on the road placed in between fields, from village to village. It was a warm and bright evening, there were beams of light and orange glow of descending sun. O stopped in a really small village with two or three cottages. The was a fireplace with people gathered around. I met a brunette woman with long hair, she was wearing a purple blouse and jeans. We had a short conversation, when we ended she agreed to go on a date with me. Seeing that my car disappeared I borrowed a bike from someone and drove home to prepare. Next day I searched around the house to find something for a date, I wanted to take something from shop but I haven't had money with me. There were also stocks of random products in my barn as someone made it a warehouse, but I couldn't take anything from there.

When I was about to finally go on that date I was told to urgently go to school. A student exchange program started. They drove us to find village, but forgot about and we had to find our way back. We could choose one of two ways, we checked right first but there were dangerous snakes in there. We checked the left one, it was a dense jungle. On the way through we met a couple of lions, they were roaring at us. I told everyone to just go calmly like me, but they didn't listened and had to run from mad lions while I just walked calmly. We took the right way and this time it led us to school, we met with some teacher who talked about some kind of errand he needs a volunteer for. Everyone tried to get themselves out of it, in the end he have chosen me.

I am playing the newly released version of Planet Coaster, and discussing the changes with my brother as I navigate a park I had created in a previous version (though this save file doesn't actually exist in real life).

I am standing in the car park of a local supermarket, and someone points out a plane overhead that releases an object attached to a parachute. It lands in a near-empty area of the car park, and I get closer I can see it is a small, flats, silver disc of some sort (about as big as a CD but a few centimetres thick). A closer look reveals markings that identify it as a landmine - I shout for everyone to get back even though no-one else is near. (I wake up briefly, and the dream shifts) I am back home, searching Google to try and find out who would air-drop a single landmine into a populated area. I get a phone call from a company that I was expecting a job interview from (interestingly, the voice was similar to the interviewer's actual voice despite not having heard them at that point), and I explain to them I can't talk right now as I need to phone the bomb defusal squad. My dad gets home, and I ask if he can drive me back to the car park so I can phone the bomb squad. He agrees that this would be a good idea. (I wake up again, and the dream moves forward) I am reading a news article about how someone died when they accidentally triggered the landmine; apparently going home before phoning the bomb squad wasn't a great idea (my dreams aren't usually this morbid, I swear ).

Aside from the reacquiring flying and falling dreams which I do not like to talk about there are my dreams with animals. These get forgotten very quickly because I do not give them too much meaning.

1. Crocodiles in the living room.
In this dream I have thousands of crocodiles and alligators down in the living room. I run many times down to the kitchen to get things to my brother but once I slip and almost get eaten by the animals. I do not have a fear of alligators and their cousins, I do not live in a place here I could ever meet them. I remember joking about the situation to my friends through the phone and they too visited me in my dream - although I do not remember if it was at the first part or at the last part - and dodges the crocodiles skillfully to get to the floor we were on. But in the end it was me who needed to get food from the kitchen and run. That's when I slip. I almost died because of my friends.

2. Giant spider.
At the top of the stairs there is a little hall that divide the two upstairs rooms. In this dream my house is accurate, and since it was made by my father it has nothing that resembles the stereotypical house structure. That's how many rooms are in the top floor, two bedrooms and a hall dividing them. My brother and I need to go through from one room to another but the way is blocked by a giant spider that leaves little room to move in the square hall. But it is docile and I feel the abdomen brushing to my stomach as i squeeze through the spider. Disgusting.

I had many dream when I was younger that were fragmented only remembering pieces of them. I decided that now is a good moment to write them down. At least the ones that I can remember.

1. Prince's guard
This dream happened two different time, and I had a strange feeling that it happened more than that I'm just unable to remember. In both dreams I am a knight, a personal body-guard of a young prince who is exiled from his country. In the first dream the kingdom, Persia - that's how I recall it, way back in the old days - was attacked and conquered by Roman soldiers. I remained at the young prince's side and managed to keep him safe. While we were running, a princess from a foreign kingdom joined us, which meant more work for me. I do not remember who it ended. The second dream was shorter. Again a personal guard, but now I just stand in the back ground and watch as my prince gets betrayed by his own blood brother and sentenced to death. I'm the only one who steps up and defend making us both traitors. I don't know how this dream ended either, but while the other was pretty positive this one was devastating. I think we both died. But what remained from the dreams was my undying loyalty to an exiled, banished prince.

2. Serial killer
This dream too happened two times. I'm a serial killer. The first doesn't leave to much impression, it just the way that I used to dispose of the bodies. I buried them with pig carcasses. The second time, my actions is not my own. I kill people then behead them. I do it because I was ordered to by a supernatural entity which face I could not remember. It was tall and slender, imagine it like the Slenderman, the only difference is that he had a face, I was the one unable to remember it. (Just for saying, I hate the Slenderman myth, it's not scary... And I certainly don't want to think of myself as one of his proxies or what not.) It's like there was nothing that could remain in my mind and while I acted in the dream I felt my mind being foggy. I do not know how I wake up.

3. Train hijacker
In this dream I try to hijack a train with an engine already ready to explode and the people on the train either screaming or trying desperately to stop me. I remember a certain rush that I felt when I climbed a top of the train and felt the wind as the train rushed with more speed that was necessary and the view. There was a bridge and the ocean lighted up with orange light by the sunset and I thought "This is a good day to hijack a train."

4. Wolf father
This is one of my childhood nightmares. I do not remember much, just that I watch myself from third person. I sit on the top of the stairs - maybe four years old - and my father is yelling at the room below. I don't cry, but I am scared. Then suddenly my father sticks his between the frames of the stairs and bangs his head hard in the ceiling. I remember that I was surprised, my father is not that tall. But then he is starting to transform into a wolf, not a werewolf as in half man and half wolf, but a full wolf and I remember crying that I need to escape while I can. I do not however and I can not remember how this ends.

5. The ghost detecting hair-dryer
Let's end this on a happy note. In this dream I possessed a hair-dryer that could detect ghosts which ever direction it was blowing the hot air, when it detected it the machine started to beep loudly. I chased a ghost through my room while jumping on furnitures.

Thank you for listening. I started to have more dreams recently, but I keep forgetting them. It is time that I record my old dreams and try to remember the new ones too.

No development in the lucid dreaming section. But I'm working on it.

I have met up with a friend, and we are about to head home by car - at first we are in some form of rural area, but the dream then switches to a local car park that occasionally appears in my dreams.

(I'm pretty sure there were other dreams last night but I can't currently remember them)

Fragment 1: A baby duck is being attacked by a turtle in a small pond. I freak out and hurry to save the duck. I grab it in my hands and hold it to my chest. The turtle disappears and then random people tell me that it's probably ok to put the baby duck back in the water. I'm too afraid that the turtle will come back though, so I try to think of something to do, like calling a shelter or something.

Fragment 2: I'm outside on a beach. There's tons of people and family members. Someone comes up to me and says that I should meet my other Grandmother. I stare at the person, confused because I don't have another one. But they insist that I do and say that she'll speak to me and like me because of what I did. I walk up to the woman. She's very old and sitting in a rocking chair. I get down on my knees in front of her and she smiles at me, asking me if I'm Melissa. I smile back and say yes. She talks and questions me about what I did.

PokeFam

It's the middle of the night and I'm in my bedroom. I hear Dad in the kitchen and I assume he's making himself some two minute noodles (as he does sometimes when he wakes up in the middle of the night). I roll over in my bed and check PokeFast, a live Pokemon tracking map for Android for nearby Pokemon in my area and spot things out of the ordinary - dinosaur-looking Pokemon!
I had certainly never seen those 'Pokemon' nor caught them before. I start to dress to go out hunting for them. My brother walks in to the room with a drink bottle in hand and asks me what I'm doing. I picture him in the passenger seat of my car spinning Pokestops and catching Pokemon for me while I drive us around. I ask if he wants to come catch Pokemon with me.

Japanese Magazines

I'm in Japan and there is some sort of craze going around. Like, literal craze. People's minds turning into Zombie-mush craze. I'm suddenly running in to one of the street convenience stores with a big group and stop at the magazine sections. Stopping to look around, I think about how bizarre this is.
I'm on a rooftop looking down to the street at a swarm of crazed people about to flock in on a girl. Poor girl.. She's a goner.

Running with a bunch of people behind me, ninja jumping from rooftop to rooftop. My legs are pumping, trying to maximise each crouch for explosiveness There's a sense of urgency, as if we're being chased.
I'm suddenly standing in a doorway, waving my group inside. We've been caught. We bundle in the corner, huddling together, trying as to magically shrink ourselves so we wouldn't be seen.
Slowly, they converge on us. It was as if what we were running from was an army. The lower ranking soldiers filed in first, with their commanders trailing behind. They didn't seem to be able to detect us until they got extremely close - almost touching distance. One of the low-ranking pawns was getting close to a child... This was extremely bad for us.
I make eye contact with one of the commanders. How could he see me when none of the others could? In the brief moment of which our eyes made contact, there was some sort of... acknowledgement and respect. I turn my attention back at the pawn and reach out, waving my hand as to perform a jedi mind trick :gun: He looks confused and walks around to the other side of the room.

But This Is Your Crib

I'm in the passenger seat of the car, driving around a neighbourhood with a few friends. The shops which we're driving past look nice, up class and new. They were styled like 1960s shops with very bright colours. We're trying to find our way back to our rented house in this neighbourhood, the same neighbourhood which one of the guys in the car apparently lives in.
"I think this was your neighbourhood," I joked with him.
He grumbles something incoherent at me.
We'd finally made our way back and it had gotten dark. Walking in the streets under the streetlights with no purpose in particular, other than to explore and enjoy the company of our friends. We pass a man playing guitar on the side of the street, singing his heart out to a large company of dogs. They were his children and he loved them all dearly.

My dad is working at some hole-in-the-wall dessert place. I am working there and remember seeing some assorted foods. Then I take a ride with some slightly bitter co-worker with a red sports car. He drops me off seemingly 30 feet from the place and starts complaining about how he's next to leave. But I'm then somehow in my dad's backyard near the (slightly modified) outdoor shower (abstract space). They are horsing around and I decide to join them. the rest is a blur. I remember many people being in the yard at one point and the outdoor shower getting a door and becoming bigger.

I'm indoors in some slightly dark building. I am with VWP people as I know someone there even though others are different (this person was slightly notable). the instructors are dif as well and I remember little. The rooms all have an abandoned/haunted feel despite being clean and sterile in appearance. We are doing a series of exercises I cannot recall well. I remember someone from crew being there to talk to me during one part. He was a particularly social member IWL. The director of VWP was there but played a role I cannot recall. At the end of the series is a game where the objective is to find out if the audio is clipping. I knew from certain waveform patterns (FM8) what it looked like but I checked out the modern-looking interface anyway. This was the last of the dream.

I'm standing on a large driveway. An older woman, maybe 50 years old, turns to me and says, "Here are your presents!". I look further up the driveway and there are a bunch of used pieces of furniture. There's tables, chairs, bookcases, etc. I can't tell if I'm happy about it or not.

Once in fifth grade, I had a dream that my mom drove me to the mall. she then got out of the car and left me there.

Suddenly I was in the front seat of the car, and it started driving itself.

There was a lot of blue glass skateboard ramps I drove off, and one in particular was super high. Mid jump, When I looked down, I saw my friend Lily getting off of a bus, looking up at the car and dropping her backpack. She screamed at me to get down, and the car started to fall.

It crashed into someone's garage that I'd never seen before and Lily ran up to me.

"SID NO! YOU CRASHED MY DAD'S CAR!"

"I'm sorry Lily, it was driving itse-"

and I woke up. The next day at school, Lilly looked really tired, and I asked her why. She said she had a dream that she was on a bus and I was in her dad's car, and I crashed her dad's car into her house.

She described the car, that fit the car I was in perfectly. She described the house, that also was perfect.


I wasn't even that good of friends with lily at the time, and I'm not at all friends with her now.


I did some research, and apparently Buddhist monks who train for decades can do something similar to that, and they use it for religious reasons. Or at least used to, I'm not sure.

I've done it three times, two by accident and one on purpose. They were:

1. The one involving Lilly that I just told you about (accidental)

2. This one involving some really bad shooter videogame with my friend Joseph, but he kinda was only connected with my mind for about 3 seconds before it stopped and he went away (Accidental)

3. This one time in middle school when I was edgy and decided to try and give some kid who lived on my street a nightmare. It kind of worked, I made him have a nightmare about a plane crashing with him in it, but then he went away and it turned into a nightmare for me with some weird second reality. (On purpose)



That's what made me originally decide to try to become Buddhist in fifth grade, but it's been many years since I gave up on that. Nightmares to ALL MY ENEMIES!

To be honest, the reason I haven't done it more is because it takes so long to actually do, it's incredibly difficult, and not that effective. Some people I gave nightmares to don't fully remember the nightmares once they wake up, only remembering fragments of the dream.

I sound totally insane, but I swear I'm not delusional. I ask the people about their dreams the next day, without giving a prompt.


This is (at least kind of) How I did it purposefully:

1: Lie down and wait a while to induce sleep paralysis, go into a dream.

2. Focus on the person. Their name, personality, location, looks, ect.

3. Imagine yourself watching them sleep, then slipping inside their mind. (I sound insane, I swear I'm not. I've been to a doctor for my depression, they did a psychiatric analysis, I'm not psychotic I promise.)

4. QUICKLY, design the setting for the nightmare and put them into it as well as yourself. Watch them, DO NOT TAKE YOUR EYES OFF THEM, and have DC's interact with them. If you look away they're going to be able to escape.

5. This is only effective if they don't lucid dream. If they can control their dreams they're gonna wake themselves up pretty fast.

Didn't sleep too well last night. As it would turn out, I had a pretty good 2 hour nap late into the evening, so come bed time later that night, I really wasn't all that tired. Therefore, the night was spent sort of sleeping but frequently waking up, much to my dismay. Luckily enough, I was able to recall multiple dreams, but on the downside, they're all basically fragments. Here they are anyways:
I was eating at Olive Garden, when all around me the customers and waiters and waitresses all started going crazy, dancing around like lunatics, throwing things at each other. I huddled up further into my booth and continued to enjoy my breadsticks. Clearly my dream self has important priorities!
I was in this huge house with a lot of my family as well as complete and total strangers. The front side of the house was open to the outside street, where multiple houses alongside it were selling goods. Not much of note here.
I was in a small room that looked like something out of Homestuck, and on the wall, projected, was a cool looking animation of David Strider and Jade Harley. This fragment may have been a part of the same house dream just before it. Funny I had Homestuck appear here, as I've not been into it in a couple of years now.
I was on an alien world, and everything was blowing up. ......
My ex and I entered into a contract of sorts, and we were living together and going about our day-to-day pretty happily. Still learning to get into the habit of reality checking when she's involved, as she's basically the biggest dream sign I have.

After going to bed with barely any food or water during the day I had fragmented dreams of thirst before waking up hot and thirsty. There is a fridge in the living room of my dad's house and I remember drinking lots of orange juice. Mom is up and I feel it's around 3 AM. In the cul de sac oustside, there is some structure where I am drinking chocolate milk (unclear but mostly certain. My sister is there as well. I think my family was there as the night marked the first one back in college.

Met a man who was wearing a suit and a rainbow afro. Was a vivid dream but no lucid because I was a bit lax and impatient with clearing my mind. Nor was I fully relaxed as I should have been.

Will try again during the next nap.