dream fragment

What I Remember:
My mom and I were out side at night and found a sick old lady and tried to get her to a hospital. She was turning into a zombie and she turned before we made it to the hospital and we had to kill her.

Weird.

[Notes]:
- Not much to say. I'm pretty surprised I remember anything at all; I went to bed at 1:30AM.

Lucid Non-lucid Non-dream
[Dream begins]:
So I'm at MPROD and A decides we have to go to my house to meet. It's a post-apocalyptic world, kinda like Fallout, and we drive up to some barn. I disarm some tentacle-mine things... yeah.
[Dream ends...]

I was with four people in my room. We were listening to music and then i asked them if they wanted to watch a movie. I had to entertain them, and it was easier to do that stuff than to teach them meditation. So i saw a movie called Prestige and that was what i was looking for. It was a new movie about businesses and looked like it had a good argument. Then i play a game with a girl, and i get dissapointed after that to find out she was fooling me and us.
After that my father came, and i was even more dissapointed since i wanted freedom from him and thougth i had it but actually didn't (perhaps i have to keep trying and look effective ways).

Then i don't know what happened (can't undestand my letter). Im shot a wooden arrow to the stomach. I go out of the room and pull the arrow out. I go to the other room and i see my sister lying on bed and my father beside her. She has been shot as well. She had some aspirins and analgesic. So i walked slowly, since i've been shot, and grab some medicine for me. I ask my father if i should take that, i wanted to cure, i didn't care about pain, actually i didn't have any and if i did i wouldn't like any pills for it. I go outside, go to the kitchen to take a cup and mix the medicines and im shot in the leg, so i had to get medicine again. After that i wake up. When i wake up i still feel a sensation in my leg, like weakness.

I was running thorugh the city. At first I ran with a friend called Fran, because cars were going fast and they wouldn't stop for us. Then someone else, a random DC, joined for the run. We were already on a street called Bv Roca and there were few cars in that Boulevard. I saw in front of the street a woman with his son of about 2-3 years of age. He was talking out loud that this couldn't be possible, that we weren't supposed to be there and that she would complain to police or whatever. She was entering a shop. I saw at that time in my side of the street a big supermarket and beyond some trees and houses, in front of that houses a fountain, the other street and a school. We planned to be in front of the school, at the fountains, and there we would think what to do next. But since this woman was complaining perhaps we would get caught before we reached there. To my right there was a large sidewalk and some houses. At that time i was feeling angry and impotent. So when i saw a man entering his house i looked at him firmly, and i shouted at him "look at me!", i was mad, because i wanted to try to explode the shop of the woman.

Then i dreamt with entering a house backyard. There was a dog by the door who jumps at me. I push it off nicely at first. Then he comes back and jumps at me again. I push it off now more seriously. He seems to get angry and he bites my hand.

Then i dreamt about some friends from the school, they were mainly girls and just one boy called Fran who was taking pictures to one of the girls.

Then i dreamt about travelling to Europe i don't know how could i but at few days before travelling to Europe my dad was taking me to school in his car, by the street of "Centro 11". I didn't have doubts that he would pay the trip, so i could go.

Then i was in year 2007 entering the house of my music teacher. I was thinking about the economy of this country that it went down since the rise of Menem. But now things maybe could change, but we are very behind in economic growth, we would have to be more efficient than other countries to actually advance. It was a challenge, and if that happened i could think again about economy.

I spent multiple dreams stuck in the same queue in an airport. maybe things are about to take off?

Journey To Get Lucid.

Hey hey long time no see. I have been out of practice with my LDing for sometime but I got a very very low level one recently so figured I'd type some details.

The dream was cool, I was running through quite a maze from docks by an ocean. they went for twist and turns all over the place. must have gone for miles. At some point i was laying down on a dock and there was this orca anthropomorphic person laying there looking at me. Then I realized I was in a dream, and the orca person began trying to eat me alive, and I tried to help it accomplish that goal, but I couldn't fit. So we just started doing other stuff. I was lucid, but barely. Kept on the edge of losing it. Thats really about all I can remember.

I think, dont know for sure, that I had one other low level one before this and forgot to record it. Until I remember for sure though I'm not going to count the other one.

5/1/16:
Dream 1: I was at a large swimming pool with a bunch of other people. I was there to see a dentist, whose specialty was operating in the pool. My turn came and I swam over to the dentist. He made me float on my back and poked and prodded around in my mouth. He said I was fine and called the next person forward. The next guy was a large man with tons of hair wearing tiny speedos. The dentist started working on him as the dream faded.

Dream 2: I was at a council meeting in an old, carpeted, not well lit room. There were about 30-40 people in the room and there was food set out on a table and everyone was huddled in little groups. I guess I must have arrived just before the meeting started. The meeting did start soon and there was a lot of arguing going on, I can't remember what it was about but it was pretty intense.

Fragment about people protecting me from a Christmas tree.

My first dream

I was in University. I had classes with a friend who i really liked, which was a DC. At the end of the classes i find out that they separate me from that class since i was not being so efficient in my studies. We crossed some train rails where 5 trains went through and which transported people from one city to another. I felt very bad to be separated from her, so at the next day i studied a lot and became super efficient. Surprisingly at the beginning of the class they accepted me. I had to cross the rails again, so i could take the trains of the other side. It was very risky but had to be done. I went inside the classroom and there was a philosophy professor. He was boring and a bad teacher because he got mad. I sitted behind this girl, who at her side was with another one. There were some things written on the blackboard, which made no sense, actually it was like some lines and scribble. Behind me there was a friend called Augusto. After the lessons the teacher gives a bag of chocolate alfajores. But i wasnt given one. I claim one to a girl called Feli, who was at my left and she didn't want to give me one. I calmed when another friend called Oti gave me half of his. Then the assignment of the professor was to be generous and share that alfajor with another. After the assignment those pieces of cake turned into granulated pieces so it was easier to give a certain quantity of it. People start gaving it and there were some who were stingy, who didn't want to share. I didn't know to whom to give since i didn't consider none of them kind, and i was going to be left without any of it and my task would be over. Oti had left and the girl i liked dissapeared. So i holded. At the end there were like 3 groups who had a monopoly of these pieces. All people giving their "valuable item" to them, and they wouldn't give anything, they would hold everything for themselves to get even bigger and be the first. They could resist to hold it without giving some away which seemed like hard (like hardness to live such as in movies like In Time). The group i saw was composed of Mati, Joako i think, Ignacio and others. I still had a lot left since i wouldn't give it to them, it would be irrational to make rich another and me be poor. And giving it away would appear as a good heart but in reality it would have been not since after that they would want it back. So i stayed there and did nothing, didn't sympathized with these people so i wouldn't give anything to them. Different would be if they would have nothing, probably i could have been generous then.

My second Dream

I was in a building and went upstairs. We were at a very high floor and we had to go down. But the stairs to go down were hard. They were woodden stairs of 5 steps, and each floor had like a trapdoor. One had to know how to go or you would get lost. And getting lost there you could waste a lot of time since it had a lot of floors and many rooms. It was night and we were like 3 to 5 up there. We decided to go down, but suddenly a new member shows up. I decided to help him but the others werent waiting for me. So i had to remember where they went and also tell this new mate, Fran, to come with me.

My third dream

I was fighting my father with martial arts. I just kicked him in the legs and he fell to the floor.

I was with an english teacher of school, called Analia.
I was with a aunt called Analia.

My fourth dream

It was morning already, after a festive day. The streets were empty and the sky was grey but not cloudy. I was in street Bv Roca. I entered a passageway where there are houses. The gates were unlocked. An old lady came in with me. She had her face as one that drinks alcohol would look like, or have the skin like. I walk through the passageway and another lady comes from the end of the hall. There was a house there. She was dressed as an old nurse.



Something like this but in the head she had a bigger thing, like a nun but in white. She looked like Dona Florinda of the Chavo del 8. She spoke some words with the old lady but she didn't even look at me. At the same time i'd been having like a feeling of being lonely because of a loss, probably because the sister of my grandmother who lived there, who passed away like 10 years ago. I probably had to clean that place and live there on my own.

In a class feeling closed off like in highschool. My friend Molly (brunette and to my right) tells me I’m dreaming and I need to trust her. I don’t believe her. I can’t be dreaming. She keeps insisting. I tell her I can’t be dreaming because I’m…here…doing something…I can’t really remember. But I’m not dreaming. Then I wake up and realize I was dreaming. -_-

My friend has a pet tiger/lion. It sleeps in her bed and everything. She saved it from being injured in the wild. I want to get a picture of myself with it because we’re living together. I’m kinda scared of it. I have a little dog that is jealous.

D and I are moving to another town 20 minutes away. I have to tell my family I’m not coming back. It feel like a big deal. I’m trying to get rid of some of my food. I have a costco bag of romaine that nobody wants. I open up a jar of herbs and flies and gnats come out at me. Gross. I set the jar aside to return to the store for my money back.

Ohio family playing bocce ball on apartment roofs. Jeremy’s new gf is prettier than his last ones but she still looks like a druggie. She is protective of her neighbor’s clunker car that they’re borrowing.

Mom is looking for a new house bc she’s pregnant. We look at one and it’s a standard 4 bedroom. We look at another and it’s an 8 bedroom. I want it. It’s a little outdated but it’s big, probably expensive. There’s a sink and countertop in the living room. And a cool room for my stepdad to sleep in when mom is up with the baby. In that area there are three rooms within one room. I plan to use the other rooms as my office and gym, but I'm not sure how my sister and I will share.

Graduated but still in nursing school. I have to take care of a guy on enhanced isolation. He’s a little annoyed but I plead with him and tell him I’m learning so much. A lot of people crowd into my room, even Mo. I tell him I tested his lat strength earlier by myself on a lat machine. Mo tells me they have to do that at home. I knew but forgot. People start talking story with each other and I can’t remember what I was supposed to do with him. I'm looking through a notebook full of dates and then remember I had a list in my pocket. I pull it out and it's incomplete anyways. Someone shouts “quiet!” and we get scolded for not doing our job and wasting our patient’s time. A baby says something moving about just wanting to love her mom so much it will make her cry (I think her mom is Jen P.) and it makes everyone “aw” and some people cry. Everyone leaves.

I dream a comment I made on Reddit get close to 10,000 upvotes. How is that possible?!?!?

Going Back in Time
I'm in a hotel room, like a motel in the US. I look down at my cellphone. In some weird twist, I go back in time. Now it is a day before. My friend enters the room, stands by the door and tells me to get my stuff together. I look down back at my phone, confused. It is now an old version of a cellphone, like from the 90's and the screen is so small it's hard to read messages. I try to fight my lethargy and get going.

Back in the military, Inception crew?!?!?
I'm in my childhood neighborhood. The sun is up, feels like an autumn morning. I am walking around, looks nice. I'm back in the military? I have to match. At some point I have to run, it's like a orienteering exercise. I really don't want to run, haven't ran in some time. To my surprise it is very easy and I actually enjoy it.

I make it to a bridge going over a highway, there are trees on either side. Were am I supposed to go?

I'm in a tight alley in the city, the walls on either side are tall and obscure the sky. I'm driving a car haphazardly, my mom is in it as well. It suddenly turns into something like a bike, the pedals are confusing. My old friend from childhood and his wife (who I by pure coincidence bumped into today) pass on their own motorized bike.

I make it to the center of the city by the sea. I meet the crew from Inception (!?!). They have stolen a nuclear reactor and have hidden it under some paving rocks by the sidewalk, through the cracks I can see it glow with white light.

The Yale Admission Tent
I enter a large white tent like something you'd find in a wedding. There is a a massive amount of people in the benches behind me as I face two tables. They are the Yale admission board (?!?!) and this is the interview portion of the admissions process. It has the feel of a game show or a talent show, the audience behind me. I'm pretty sure I have no chance of getting in but since I've been thrust in this position, I'll just do my best as least not to embarrass myself. I put on my best outgoing persona and get ready for anything.

On the table to the left there is a bunch of people who look like administrators. They shuffle my papers and prepare to ask questions. A person walks up from the table next to it, on my right. It is reserved for students in the student union who also are a part of the admission interview. A fairly plump and young student walks up to me and asks what books I've read recently. A sting of panic hits me, I haven't really read anything notable in the last few months, at least no fiction. I try to stir up anything I've read. I mention a friend of mine gave me the Lord of the Rings book that I've been re-reading as an emergency lie. I also mention reading the Song of Ice and Fire books, waiting for The Winds Of Winter as a namedrop. This is not going well.

I approach the student union table. I see my report card from school on it, it looks dirty and tattered, as if it's been stepped on with muddy boots.Behind it there is a circle of young students sitting on the grassy ground. They begin asking me weird, pretentious riddles (like something I saw in a Gilmore girls episode) and I do my best to answer but think it's BS.





Back in my childhood home, I'm hungry for tortilla chips. I eat tortilla chips.

I went to sleep at 2:50 aproximately, and i woke up at 5:30.

I dreamt with my younger sister Sofia, that we were fighting. There was my old guitar teacher with his wife in front of us, who were about to get married.

At that time, while being awake, my sister came home so i stayed for a while awake. Then i began to sleep again until about 10.

I dreamt about being in a classroom. I was with a couple of friends called Fran, i think there were his mothers, another guy called Pedro, my uncle Dario, Vicky and a character from Kids TV. I was telling this character of TV not to give up that he did a cool job, trying to motivate him. And he started to dance and sing, like he would do on TV probably, and we were joyful after that.

The next dream was about being in the icecream store and i had the option of ordering a promotion of ice cream of Dulce de Leche for 35 pesos, and i could have 6 of those, or icecream of three different flavours for 25 pesos. I ordered the second.

Went to bed around 10pm
Thought about the tasks of the month before bed -took 200 b6 too

Today I had been - for the first time in a good while - carrying my little buzzing machine which was going off at intervals of about 20 mins apart. When it goes off I take special moments of time to be in the moment and think a little about where I have just been and if things make sense to me

" am I dreaming ? - Could this be a dream, really ..genuinely ...?"
" I am dreaming - yes looks I have 6 fingers - wow how wonderful!'
" Next time I am in a dream I deffinately realise - ' it is a dream!'!

Apart from this I am putting effort when I remember of course to be mindful of the dream like nature of things throughout my WL

1.45 wake up for first dream recalled
I am Taking part in a dance/fun competition - in a show on a stage - at some point I almost fall of the stage with the excitement of it all - laughing etc.
At some point were are watching a miniature version of what we are doing with tiny little characters - one of mine is a little black man who seems to be doing quite well in the miniature show...

I try a wbtb now but really ...I am too tired as have been under the weather of recent - I fall asleep thinking about the book title I see for the totm being " tonight I get Lucid ' - is the book title ...
And thinking of the other tasks too I fall asleep in my wbtb and have a NL dream.

I am looking at the rooms in a big house I am staying in - I am thoughtfully noting that there is something a bit strange with the windows... In this room they have been half blocked ...in the other rooms they are left unblocked ... I ponder this thinking it is strange ( great! I am noticing things )I ask my friend as I am truly puzzled by it and stare at the blocked Windows for a wee while. I ask my friend and she has an answer for it but it doesn't satisfy me...
We are staying in this house and I am worried about the room Tara is staying in... I tell her to lock the door at night but she doesn't take me seriously ..

- I say 'please do it for me' - I then go to her room and try to lock the door that leads to the outside for her ...but the lock is broken ⚡️- I go off to find someone to fix the lock or find a pad lock for the door so that she will be safe

NEXT COMES THE EXCELLENT REPORT OF MY DRY SPELL BROKEN🎇🌅⚡️ -
After being awake for a short while and getting a drink - I have laid down at around 5am ready for a wild on my back and try some SILD and 61 points to get me relaxed. Maybe I drifted off for a bit then I am aware again that I am hovering lightly within my body - Suddenly my legs swing up and a do a kind of up and back flip which is a wonderful surprise - a few more moves like this come to pass and I find myself awake in bed again ...

I hold on and I Deild back in and this time I am more confident about 'knowing' I need to move forward and I see the light from the hatch leading on the stairs that lead from our attic room. I dive over to it and down the stairs like a bolt - as it is an oob type exit I feel the pull of my body in bed is still with me -

Yay breaking a wonderfully long dry spell I got one of the basic tasks this morning ;

Realising I am floating in my bed - after a while of laying down for my first wbtb in simply ages - it's dark as vision is not kicking in yet...I am feeling brave and decisive - I decide to make a go of it and start to scrabble towards the light coming from the open hatch in my attic room - I dive down into the study and walk with speed through to the living room. I am very exited to be LDing after a cool off and feel the need to accomplish a task. As I pass one of the book shelves I stop and reach for a book...at first it is very hard to read the title as it seems to be a super long title that doesn't make much sense....

..I try to focus a bit more on the words " half way there" it says so that must be the title I decide not to look back at the book as I know it could change and I want to remember it now...if indeed that was the tile as it probably did change anyway

I went on to do one of last months tasks when I got out side and after summoning a DC - he came around the corner on a tractor and got out when he saw me - I proceeded to laugh like crazy at him - it was fun as he laughed back at me and we had a genuine laugh ( he was extremely hunky too so the laughing became quite magnetic - I was actually about to do the lucid dare strip off when duty called and I knew it was time to pee - farmer boy - I'll catch you next time 🎇

[Notes]:
- By simply focusing on HI as I lightly fell asleep on a road trip, I was able to catch some of the following dreams before waking up.

Lucid Non-Lucid Non-Dream

[HI #1]:
There’s something about this indistinct figure (me? clear person?) buying a shotgun. The shotgun was kinda invisible, with only a couple contours being visible. The figure loads a red shell into it (from the side; it was a sideways-break barrel). There’s some notion of him not being able to have it. Glasses, top hat, trenchcoat? Kinda like Murdered: Soul Suspect.
Looking at the same mall as the Harbor Freight, from about 20 parking spaces back. There’s this brown, thick smoke originating out of nowhere, and it floats to the left, leaving a thick vapor trail. It appears to start getting constrained, as if there’s a clear glass tube around it. The voice of mom says “That unattended mule can drive.”

[HI #2]:
It’s a 50’s commercial. Panning back from the Portal cake, with this plank moving above it. A woman says the motto: “Dozens of bunches for every twelve hundred you choose.”

[HI #3]:
This was created by purposefully thinking of a random story based on random thoughts. I would guide it into a dream semi-consciously, letting my subconscious as well as my conscious work together.
It started off with a strange apparatus that looked like an old telephone hanger, but my brain immediately concluded it was a lighter that hung on the wall. People would go up to it and light their cigarettes, cigars, among other things. It simply zapped whatever you put into it. The young, cartoon-ish inventor, in a top hat, looked to “the camera” and said, “Hey! I’ll call it the auto-lighting lighter -- the auto-lighting-er -- the Auto-Lighter!” Poor people of the proletariat (scruffy lookin’ dudes with grey clothes) would enter businesses solely for the use of the Auto-Lighters, and this caused some civil strife.

Only disjointed elements in memory.

A vague memory of wondering if I'm asleep or not. (!) As to what I did afterward, nothing remains.

I see an old friend from school, he is by a large house at night in the yard. Candles in lanterns light the yard. We go inside, there are some of his friends in there, young women. He mentions that he can show his back if it really is something people want to see, as if someone asked him to show it. I think he just made it up to be able to have an excuse to show off a tattoo. He takes his shirt off. I see a disgusting, long wart protrude from his side. I think I get a glimpse of a light green tattoo but it is really small.

Waking up on a mattress on a floor, I'm with a female friend of mine and her brother. We are all waking up, the light in the kitchen has an orange-sepia tone to it. Her brother complains that someone was drilling in the night and it woke him up. He says he was the only one to wake up to it. I don't remember waking up. I am a very sound sleeper.