dream fragment

Preface:
A lot of exercise lately. Allergy problems prevail, so I took benadryl last night again. My body is sore today.

Fragment
I am rubbing my arms and forearms.

DR 1

I'm with my sister, and we've been arrested. I've done something terrible (killed or hurt someone) and I am in a lineup on a platform. There are odd characters in the lineup and nobody looks like me. A few minutes later my sister is released and she tells me not to worry. She leaves for a while, and I can see her- talking with her children and my mom. I start to wonder if things will be okay, and if I will make it out. I am still standing on the platform, waiting for someone to tell me what my fate will be.

The next thing you know, the lighting changes and the whole platform moves to a mall. We are in the middle of the mall, and I am still on the platform. I climb down. We are very close to a McDonald's and my sister has bought the kids some food. They are running around excitedly, and then she tells me she has a surprise. Its a little dog- tiny puppy that is brown and black. I pick him up and hug him and tell them that he is so cute. I am really happy but I keep wondering if I am going to be arrested or taken away for my wrongdoings.

Bed: ~23.30
Wake up: 07.00
Now: 08.00

I'm somewhere out in the open, I think on a grassfield. It's daytime and there are a lot of people around. I think there might be a party / bbq. I do remember that at one point someone started selling pictures of my young cousins, cause they were so cute. I definitely didn't approve of the situation.

Dream - Lucid

I don't quite remember the setting, but it seemed dark, like night was falling or had just fallen. I was pregnant and about to have my new baby. There were people with me, but I don't think it was anyone that I know.

I then had the baby. I was holding my new baby, which actually was my daughter now being "reborn"; she wasn't a newborn, but she wasn't quite as big and strong as she is now IWL. She had more teeth than she does now though, even a few in the back of her mouth. She was clothed in only a diaper, and I wanted to breastfeed her. I put her to my right breast, which was exposed, and she began drinking, though she only took a few sips before she didn't want anymore; she wanted a faster return and my boobs weren't cutting it. I was disappointed.

I then was no longer holding her, and my shirt, a night shirt I wear often IWL, was half-soaked in breast milk from the breast she didn't nurse from. Shoulda thought about that; I know better.


~

IWL I do want to breastfeed our next child longer; circumstances were chaotic when my daughter was born, so I only got to breastfeed for 6 weeks...wasn't even really breastfeeding, but pumping as she didn't want the breast; like in the dream, she didn't get a fast enough return.

Can't wait to get my recall back up. This is a dream I had this morning so it was easy to remember. I dream so vividly every night, all night, but my recall has slipped due to life circumstances. I'll work my way back up!

I began a new method in hopes of having more vivid and memorable dreams. So far, I can remember one of the dreams I had pretty well since starting this a couple days ago. I usually have been able to get up around 9 or 10 during the week, seeing as how I don't really have any early morning classes this quarter. But I realized I would probably be able to better remember my dreams if I woke myself up around 6 or 7 in the morning, when I would still be in a fairly deep sleep. So the first night i tried this, I remembered a dream I had in which I was thrown in jail for robbing a convenience store. I can't remember much else from this, apart from the fact that I nearly went mad in just the first few minutes of being behind bars (I wonder if this could be any indication of how I would be able to handle, or not handle, prison in real life). I hope to have somewhat more powerful and exciting dreams while putting this new method into use. Last night, in addition to setting my alarm for 7am, I also consumed a substantial amount of apple juice before drifting off to sleep. I used to do this on occasion in high school, and it would make for some pretty vivid dreams. However, it did not really seem to work this time. Well, I suppose it might have, and I may have just not remembered; also, I may have not woken myself up early enough. I think the particular brand of apple juice I used may not have been as effective as the ones I used in high school. Anyway, today I'll try to get my hands on some of the good stuff (Ha! Can you imagine someone referring to apple juice like this?), and I'll also set my alarm a little earlier (maybe 5:30am or so). In addition, I bought the new Radiohead album last night, and boy, I imagine listening to it before bed could make for some pretty interesting dreams. I'll add that to my method this evening too.

8/5/16
Fragment: Sitting around with a bunch of people.

Fragment: Wizard101 stuff, kicking my brother off.

Yesterday morning I had some beautiful moments before waking with being able to watch the dreams forming behind my closed eyes - waves glistened reminding me of Clarity and wisdom with so much space - the description I heard stays with me and this picture was it. As I watched I am filled with wonder

I almost joined it fully ✨

I cannot remember the context of this dream, but I remember its general theme, as well as the feelings I had about the occurrences. In the dream, I was listening to an album I'm quite familiar with; it was probably a Genesis album. Anyway, one great thing about Genesis (At least '70s era Genesis), is that they often had themes within songs that would resurface in slightly different forms on later songs on the same album, either as like a reprise or just something to help give a sense of circular closure to the album. This is one of my favourite things about them; it can make for some really powerful stuff (Just listen to Duke or Trick of the Tail and you'll see what I mean). So, in the dream, my sense of familiarity with whatever songs I was listening to was clear to me. The song began, and of course I'd immediately recognize it and know exactly where it was going. However, what happened in this dream was something surreal, and I can only imagine what it would be like in real life. Basically, a song that I knew well would start, but at some point during the song, a theme from a song from a different album would come about and somehow work with the music. It was ridiculously strange to me, but the weirdest thing about it was that it worked, within the context of the song. Somehow my brain was able to come up with a way of combining two completely unrelated Genesis songs into one, and it made musical sense. However, it was still pretty disturbing to me in the dream. I think it would have made more sense if my dream self just accepted the weird scenario, as often happens in dreams. But I couldn't really accept it. It was surreal to me in the dream, as it would have been in real life. I only wish I could remember the song and how it worked; I now cannot even imagine what it would have been. I've had similar types of dreams before, but usually with film. A film I'd be familiar with would begin, but changes to the plot and characters would occur, which would be unsettling for me. What could these dreams be indicative of? Do they have some sort of meaning? I feel like recurring dreams usually do...

Bed: 23.30
Wake up: 08.20
Now: 08.20

Dealing
I'm at some guy's apartment. He's a drugsdealer and apparently a tad dangerous. My girlfriend is there as well. At some point he calls her a bitch. Not for having done anything wrong; that's just how he refers to all women it seems. I don't like the way he disrespects her. I take one of my soup bowls; white with grey and black flowery decal. I hit him over the head with it and he goes down. I keep smashing him, not sure what with at this point, but I make sure he's dead or else he'll kill me for this.

A bit later someone is at the door. A customer. I open up the door and I try to fake my way through it and start talking more roughly than I normally do. I throw in a 'motherfucker' every other sentence. I also start talking a lot of Surinam [a lot of Dutch slang comes from Surinam]. At some point the guy at the door starts talking about Sergio, an elementary school friend. I've seen him as an adult and he is quite a big guy. He's a few metres away and he's tiny and mentally disabled. I start asking the guy what happened to the motherfucker. He's got an "i know right" kinda attitude. It is something drugs related. I'm not sure what happened next, but shortly after there's another customer. I think at some point we're all in the house. Not sure what happened to the body though. I think I may have made up a horrible excuse. I remember that at the end of the dream the situation has evolved into a gun deal. Ok this is getting way out of hand.


I watched Drugs Inc. on NatGeo about an hour before I went to bed.

Fragments
» I don't remember my surroundings. All I remember is one of my teeth being wobbly. Eventually I break off a piece of it, cause it's annoying the hell out of me. I can already see (don't know how actually) that there's another tooth inside this tooth, like a Russian nesting doll. I consider just removing the whole tooth and be done with it. I'm slightly worried that it might not be a good idea.

» I've taken a train. I'm supposed to get to my mom's city, but I can't get there directly. Instead, I take a detour. I have 2 options and both of them will bring me 2 stops away from my mom's city. Somehow I feel like things are not going my way.

» I'm playing football at first. This changes into korfbal and later into basketball.

» I'm sitting at a round table with my friend's mom and 2 of my friends. We're eating (dinner?).

» I'm just about exiting a subway station. I'm going down an escalator and I see Milad going up the escalator to my left. I think we say hi. After that I'm distracted, I think by my phone. I've been walking for a bit, but not getting anywhere. This escalator is suddenly going up. Wasn't this one going down. Whatever. I hop down a few times and I'm down.

Physical
I'm at what's supposed to be my physical therapist, but the building is vastly different. There's multiple storeys. I go into the basement to go to the toilet, which is way bigger than in reality. There's a row of at least 6 urinals and then there are stalls as well. There's an older man in one of the stalls. I take a urinal somewhere on the left. There's a glass wall so you can see into the garden it seems. There's an oddly shaped pool there. Makes sense I guess. Some people have injuries that require swimming. For some reason I decide to finish up at another urinal all the way to the right. I then have the issue of not knowing which urinals to flush. I decide to just flush em all and then make a run for it, before the older man comes out and identifies me.

Still in the same building. There are signs to public transportation on every floor. So convenient that you can just take the public transport from inside this building. At some point my friend Wina goes down some stairs. A white dude about my age is following her, or perhaps she's already blacked out and he's helping her down the stairs. Either way I know exactly what's going on. I go down the stairs, damn near action hero style and beat the guy up for trying to rape my friend.

Somewhere in this dream my physical therapist tells me I still have an appointment for next week. This confuses me, as I thought this was supposed to be our last session. I already moved out. Now I have to come back specially for this?


Magic
This is a Harry Potter dream it seems. I am Harry, or I am myself and have taken over the importance of Harry. I'm in what seems like the University Library, somewhere near the top floor. I think Dumbledore is also there. He has given me command of a sort of army of students. They are all walking down the stairs. I'm having a bit of fun translocating even for the smallest distances. I'm not aware that I'm dreaming, but I'm aware that I can make anything happen that I want to happen cause I'm a wizard. I make a joke that I should go check out my army, as there are a lot of girls in it. At some point I allow myself to fall flat onto the floor, wanting to translocate at the last second. I fail to do so, but I do manage to float just above the floor so I don't hurt myself.

Something else pops into my mind. I'm not sure if it's a thought. It seems more like a commercial. It's about Harry Potter or some other wizard and going on vacation. It's about him not having to go to the airport early, nor having to stand in line, as he just translocates there. Man that's stupid. Just translocate to your final destination.

I'm outside. It's night out, nearly pitch dark with just about no lights. It looks as if I'm standing on a miniature island shaped exactly like Africa. There's a very dark skinned woman swimming west to east the whole time, despite there being land. She's doing so around the longitude of where Cameroon should be. I go to talk to her. She's swimming around a little buoy or something alike on both sides and then goes back. She's supposed to make this trip perhaps once every X minutes or hours, but she is doing it on an endless loop. Eventually she comes out of the water and walks somewhere. Woow. Quite a big woman. She has a bit of a weepy story. At some point I don't really feel like listening anymore and I somehow sort of delegate this task to the dude that's with me. While walking, I spot two girls in the distance. One is a black girl with glasses that I've met at a language cafe in reality. I can't see any defining traits of the other girl, but I assume that to be the friend who was with her. I look the other way. I'm not feeling conversations right now.

I get a message on my phone. It seems like whatsapp. I'm tasked with babysitting the army right now and someone has gotten themselves into a situation. This person has sent a picture of what seems like 2 barrels near a beer place where they're trapped and there's fire or something like that. I ask the guy that's distracting the 'swimming woman' if he recognises this place. It's just down one of the side streets. That particular street is glowing with green light because there are several beer companies next to each other; at least Grolsch and Heineken. I go over and make a quick entry to the 2 barrels, which I immediately try to extinguish by conjuring up a big amount of water. There's no fire to be extinguished though and no water appears. Still I persist. I try to start with a droplet of water, which appears, and add more and more to it. I've got a little string of water going now. Suddenly it dawns onto me that I should try harder, cause things in dreams only happen if you believe in them. I'm now thinking about whether I should just continue the water or solidify the dream. I choose the latter and try to push my fingers through my hand because that will give me a sensation that the water won't. The RC fails. I know that I'm dreaming though. I just shouldn't let go of it. The dream slowly starts fading. I believe that my hearing starts being influenced by the real world, even though this is not true.

I had a dream that I left my house sometime in the very early morning (Still very much night outside) and I drove down the highway and made a left turn and a cop was in front of me when we turned and I turned on in the wrong lane and the cop was trying to get directly right in front of me, for whatever reason I was driving using a keyboard to turn instead of the wheel and I panicked and pressed the wrong button and almost crashed, he turned his lights on and we had a long chat but he was pretty cool about it. Instead of giving me a ticket he said it would be mailed to me and he got back into his car and for some reason I just followed him to a school that he was working undercover in and he sat down next to some kids and when he saw me come it he got up and I followed him into the bathroom because I was curious about something and after I walked into the bathroom the whole room just changed into this store with a person behind the counter and there was a metal detector right in front of me, I lost interest in the cop and jumped and put both hands on the top of the metal detector and I started doing pull ups and then I switched to pull ups with only one hand and my arm got really muscly really fast and then I woke up.

First fragment

I was a thief, sneaking around a mansion and stealing gold.

Second fragment

I was standing on a balcony of a really high skyscraper. There were lots of people gathered around. I heard a speaker talking about some manifestations wandering the capital city. I've seen their tracks from the height.

Dream

I was in my school with my younger sister. We went to a grand hall where people were preparing for a big academy of some kind. We sat on the side, watching s they were dancing and singing really badly.

I only had some really odd dream fragments, non-lucid. I'm just completely exhausted because my allergies are really crazy. I've been really busy getting things ready to travel soon for a family engagement. Then last night I called my son & told him when we would be there & he said that he had given me the wrong date so I had to cancel my reservations & make new ones which was exhausting because it was really late last night when I finished. (I will be taking my laptop because I have not missed logging something in my journal every day yet) Being sick & on meds is really taking all I have to do anything so I just tried to get some sleep. I slept for about 12 hrs & woke up still exhausted, lol... I have been reading & trying to get a good grasp on the dragon for the TOTY.

First dream

I was in my house. It was late evening, I was working on a history essay til midnight. Next day in school, that crone of history teacher didn't even wanted to check our essays and wanted to make an exam instead.

Second dream

I was a writer, writing a story for a horror movie. I've written about a zoo with deadly, mutated animals. The complex has closed down for some reason and nobody was able to leave. The only way led through crocodile pens. A group tried to escape, while manager stayed to wait until the way is open again. The group was eaten quickly by mutants, while manager was still inside, playing hide and seek with them. As I was writing, I could see everything like in a movie.

Third dream

Dark late evening. With my sister we were carving something in vegetables for a big party that she was organizing. I carved out some letters, as she wasn't able to carve properly. Then we were out of fruits and vegetables, so she left to get some. I waited and waited, a few people entered the house and told me about some horrors incoming. I noticed that doors were taken out of their hinges. I went outside and stood on stairs, watching as ominous fog was getting closer. I decided to put doors back on their hinges, but when I touched them, bought turned into day and fog disappeared. Them sister came back with others and I had to help them bring furniture inside. Next day I was working with father in his workshop, but then siblings with pals and a girl from Finland that once stayed with us when I was in a student exchange a few years ago. We were talking and laughing.

Fourth dream

I was wandering a city, heading to hospital to get some important papers from doctor. I noticed a woman really similar to my previous teacher, and she was heading to hospital too. Crossing the road I heard someone calling me, it was my sister with her classmates. We went to hospital, but there was enormous crowd and no one was able to get to a doctor. I decided to take my car and drive to her house. It was raining, doctor lived in a village inside a jungle and had a cottage made of bamboo. I entered it as doors were open and looked at a desk. At first I looked at ringing phone and saw that my mother was calling. Then I found my papers on bamboo desk. Research showed that I'm not a male, but a female. My body started shifting and I woke up.

Fragnent

I was back at drivers license course, driving around a city. I talked with someone who said that I have only an hour of driving left.

Morning of Thursday, may 5th, 2016

Survival situation where we can float on little patches of earth and also I can ride my cat high up in the air, it gets to a point where people come to us looking for water services because the group I was in could water bend and in this whole world everything revolved around water including stuff that doesn't need it in the real world. We would use the water to make us float ( standing on unstable patches of earth) After a while the people who came to us for help wanted to use water to smoke weed (yes my imagination loves to run wild with dreams, I know it doesn't make any sense but roll with it anyway) and in this universe we needed water to smoke weed but it required a large amount and we have not been able to conjure up the required amount through our water bending. I was tasked with something I cannot remember but in this world my housecat was very large in size and I was able to ride her by having the water push us up a great height and we just rode around like that and I was talking to her about what the other group wanted and I remember saying "We would need double the amount that we are riding on right now and that cannot be done.".

Preface:

We have had a lot of rain in my city recently, which resulted in flooding in many areas. Some people were without power for 2 weeks. There is an area of the city that will not be free of the flood water for at least 2 more weeks. April was our wettest month since 1989.

I also have been experiencing a number of roadblocks at work. I am on an impossible project..so to say I am discouraged is an understatement.

I haven't been sleeping very well. I've been distracted by a number of things, so I have not felt very in control.



DR 1

I was in a home or apartment, with someone, I don't recognize him or his face. Everything in the dwelling is white. I tell him I am leaving for work. I get into a small white car and I begin my drive to work. The sky is gloomy, and its raining. I notice the roads are starting to flood. I get to the frontage road to enter the freeway, and there is water that appears to be waist deep. I make a u-turn to go back home, and I yell and wave at the people behind me, to warn them, to tell them to go back. Not far away from the flooding, I find a parking lot and leave the car.

I don't remember that it was raining as I walk in, and I don't feel the rain. I realize I am a little wet, but not soaked. I start down a hall way, and there appear to be classes. Again, everything is white- white floors, white doors, white walls. Classrooms are on either side- with windows so that I can peer in. I notice a girl with dark hair, pulled into a pony. She is very short. She is sitting lopsided, off to the side in one of the desks and I notice that she has what looks like legos clipped to her tights at her hips. She seems to have a deformity, or maybe a type of sclerosis? Anyway, the legos make a clicking sound, which sound like rhythms to me. The class turns out to be a kind of music class, using lego blocks to make noise. Someone would say a phrase, and a student would click the blocks to the rhythm of the syllables. The lopsided girl was really good, and I equate the use of her blocks to zills.
(I may be thinking a bit too much about dancing with zills...https://youtu.be/3kdrY9q_gwg)

I remember that I need to go back and secure the car, because the parking lot may be too low, subjecting the car to water.

I found myself in my old primary school, although the corridors were far grander in size and decoration than the real version. What happened at the beginning in the dream, I am not sure. I was working on fixing a tv for three of my teachers (who were all gathered in one room for some reason). The Tv only needed to be plugged in. Whilst moving to perform this task, lucidity hit me and, as a test of my dream control I decided to turn on the TV without plugging it in, by willing the current from the socket into the Tv. This worked and, satisfied, I left the teachers to watch what I believe was news.

Walking down the corridors, I came across two beautiful women in long, flowing, blue dresses who were apparently shooting an advert, despite the lack of cameras. Entranced by their beauty, I verbally beckoned one of them over and we both came the simultaneous realisation that we should have sex. This we did, but I woke up midway through.