Fragment of Dreams
I had a few fragmented dreams about mushroom hunting. the star of the show was a very golden one
[Notes]: - It seems that during the week my quality of dreams and recall drastically decrease, and that on weekends and holidays its the highest. Here's what has happened over the past couple nights: [Fragment 11/29/15]: I was looking at an alley, much like the BackAlleys map. Some girl in a daft punk mask turned and ran towards me from the end. [Fragment 11/30/15]: Don't bend it.
Ar 12/01/2015 I went to bed a little later due to work at around 1 am. I woke up around 3 to go to the bathroom and took 1 pill of Lucidimine. I did not take any 5htp during this night. Close to the morning hours i was tossing and turning and then I saw myself back in my childhood place in Russia near the forest, the road and an old green dumpster that was in place. I began to run towards the forest and follow the old path I used to take when I was playing there in real life from 1997-2001. I then began to go down the hill though the trees and so a dead dog lying the same one that I saw back in spring of 2001 before I lived in USA. I wondered why the dog is there even though so many years have gone by. I continued on the path towards the roadway as I met my great grandmother who passed on in 2009 and she told me to follow her though the fields towards the lake. I remember telling her as we were flying though the trees and different landscapes that this was not the right way but somehow the dream was changing and i realized that she is still going though the right direction. The dream moved quickly and i noticed on my right that the old lake that was there in real life had blue water and it looked more pure with a small hin of mist coming out of it. I felt very positive in the dream that my great grandmother was near by and that we went to the old places that I visited before in real life.
Some more snippets. Lots of snakes this month. I mean to go and visit a friend, but the route to his house is blocked by a swamp of crocodiles. I am with some people who become quite alarmed when they realise that there are snakes right nearby. I am not frightened, and neither is my cat. The snakes are not scared of us. The larger one is a slate-grey colour with dull yellow rosettes along its left flank and steel-blue rosettes along its right. It coils around in front of us to show that it is comfortable in our presence. The second snake is much smaller. Its scales were a rusty red-brown and it had a rattle on the end of its tail. --- --- --- --- --- Earlier in the dream, I had used my phone to take a photo of someone I had seen. I would do this occasionally in dreams, and even though obviously the camera was fairly useless, it would help to mark a moment to focus my recall on when I awoke. I was walking around in front of the state library in this dream and came across an array of items that looked like they had been abandoned by someone who had come this way before me. There are clothes on the ground, along with an ice-cream tub with only one scoop left. In the tub there is a photo of the tub itself. I shake my head and continue on. --- --- --- --- --- We're running a con or playing a game, I am not sure which. My friend is trying to impersonate a man he's never met. He's wearing a bright magenta suit. I don't think he's going to be able to pull it off, but I'm keen to watch anyway. Mid-way through our gambit, a person rushes over to us. "Wraith! He's an astral wraith!" the person cries. I walk over excitedly. "Really? You're an astral wraith?" I don't know what it means, but I'm intrigued. He looks over, an unimpressed expression crossing his face. "No, no. You just misheard." He says to me. The dream fades. --- --- --- --- --- I am in my parents' front garden. There is a small green snake here, warming itself in the sun. The visuals are very clear and distinct. Blisters have broken out on its skin and smoke is rising from the wounds. It seems to be doing this intentionally, the warmth of the sun purging the toxins from its body. I reach for my camera, but am suddenly teleported high above the Earth and the scene is lost. --- --- --- --- --- My friend and I are battling a huge zombie. We all leap through the air towards each other, my friend firing an assault rifle while I swing wildly at the zombie's head with a blackjack. It is taking damage, but not nearly enough. It lunges towards me, coming closer than I would like. 'I'll stab it in the eye,' I think to myself. Everyone stops mid-air. "Woah, dude," my friend says, taken aback. "Yeah, that's a little bit excessive," says the zombie. "Calm down." I look around at them, uncertain myself. The GM steps in. "You've already decided upon your action. Roll damage." --- --- --- --- --- I dream I am with two of my real life friends, a couple I know. In the dream, they are bickering constantly. I take them outside and sit them down. I haven't done couples counselling before. I begin to talk to them about the issue, but they seem confused. They don't see it as a problem and am unsure why I do. I'm confused myself now, have I missed something? The next day in the waking world I catch a tram with them both. They spend the entire tram ride bickering. One is trying to organise something to do together for the other's birthday, but the other is being very tense and resistant. I observe and say nothing. --- --- --- --- --- "Your ears are full of wax," someone says. I am lying in my hammock, talking to someone over my right shoulder, but I cannot see them. The hammock is full of rocks and they are digging into my back. --- --- --- --- --- An episode of hypnagogia. I'm lying in my hammock again and hear a voice from over my right shoulder. They are speaking to me. "An illusion," I state. It's voice sounds like it is smiling. "Glad to know that's how I come across," is it's only reply. "Who are you!?" I shout out with some desperation, but there is no response, and the episode fades away into sleep. --- --- --- --- --- I could see my self clinging to a sinking boat, half-submerged in the ocean. The boat was not mine and it was full of explosives, and yet I clung to it still. A woman towered over the horizon. An explosion went off behind her, as though in the same room, yet I was very small in the world below. She glanced over to check on it. I was angry at her, but I didn't know why. I was plucked from the ocean and rescued. My friends rushed over, attempting to heal me, but I suspected that it had been the woman who was responsible for my safe recovery. I was indebted to her, but felt very conflicted, and didn't even understand why. --- --- --- --- --- "I'm just going to pay for these in the next room," I tell the man, items scooped up in my arms. "Sure," he shrugs, regarding me with absolute confusion. I'm always the craziest DC in my dreams.
Updated 03-26-2016 at 05:05 AM by 89402
11-30-2015 -- Can't remember most of the earlier parts. Might have been a touch of mystery shopping stuff, and at some point there was something about a diner, I think, but very little that I can actually remember. The first thing I really do remember, I am going on some sort of trip and need a rental car, so I've stopped by the downtown Enterprise office. The problem is, they are out of cars and don't have one for me, so they are sending me to one of the other offices to get a car, and drive me over there in a golf cart. So now I am standing in the other location office, and am trying to repack my stuff. Somehow I am laying out shirts and pants and the like, and then folding them into a couple of pieces of wood, to where they are somehow compacted down into a folded up piece of 2x4. Very strange. Meanwhile, this location doesn't have a car for me either, and say they will send me back to the first location (which now supposedly does), except they keep getting busy with other customers, and are having problems getting me back to the downtown branch. Eventually the guy who is supposed to drive me pulls out in a sort of a cross between a tractor and a golf cart (think of something like what pulls the Disney parking lot trams) and is ready to drive me back ... except that he doesn't want to wait for me to get on, and just starts driving to the edge of the driveway, ready to turn onto the road. So I am running to catch up, and jump on the end of a transporter type of trailer, which had a spot at the end where there are no handholds or anything, but the thing simply slopes down to meet the point where it is hooked up to the part he is driving, and I'm trying to not go too far and slide down that and fall into the street. Meanwhile, the driver and a guy in another vehicle are sitting there and kind of sword fighting with each other from their seats with long boxes, using them like swords. Weird stuff. Meanwhile, there is a black guy who looks a lot like that guy talking about aliens on one of the theoretically more educational TV channels who is objecting to something I am saying, claiming that I am racist, and I can't say that. Thing is, nothing that I am saying has anything to do with race, or blacks or anything. I tell him I will say what I like, and he pulls a knife and tells me we're not going to have things like that going. I give him a good bit of a knock down, and throw away his knife, and tell him I don't have any problem with blacks, but nobody tells me what I can and can't say ... and anybody who pulls a knife on me is going to get their butts whooped.
On this night I went to bed earlier at 11 pm and took 100 mg of 5htp to relax. After doing a WBTB method I again slowly drifted to sleep and found myself inside a large jumbo jet. I noticed I was sitting on the left side near the wing and the weather was sunny as again i noticed white puffy clouds below me. In the dream again i understood that we were flying over 30,000 feet in the air and that why the clouds appeared like they did. As I kept looking out of the window I noticed our plane began to abruptly go down as everything kept going pitch black and then i was back in my seat and flying normal. Then again the plane turned violently from right to the left and we began to go down. I noticed that that the clouds were getting closer and I knew that it would take sometime before the lane would hit the ground. The lane was falling consistently now but for some reason I did not feel any fear. In a few moments the whole lane was now below the clouds and I could see ripples of the ocean. Suddenly i knew that we were bracing for impact as the plane turned to the right abruptly just before hitting the garage and just stopped. My dream then changed as I was looking for a woman in an orange uniform because i seemed lost after the plane just "stopped" One of the crew members in the airport gave me a peace of paper with various descriptions which i did not understand and told me to look for that woman. I remember going into a line of people and patiently waiting. The following night I will not use 5htp and will use Lucidimine once again.
Not surprised I didn't have great recall, I was so shattered from yesterday. Dream 1 - Monster Face I don't really understand this dream.. But there were people who had swollen faces. The shape of their faces were determined by how they had been killed. Usually you buy/hire them since they're hard to create (like a summoned monster in a game or something), yet I managed to create one. I used a thin and short stapler to slam it into the face of the person I was getting revenge against. Over and over I beat him until he died, there were long red marks on his face from where I'd hit him. I'm quite confused about the order of events in this dream... But the Monster Face that I had created came from the corpse of this dead guy I beat up, and the elongate marks swelled up to form these disgustingly absolutely revolting bubbly protrusions all over his face. I have to hand him in for some reason, and sell him off to the buy/hire store for these monsters. I put down a DVD case which has the monster face stored inside it (like data storage I guess). A man notices the power of my monster face and offers to hire it, though not straight away. He instead wants to wait a month since it isn't good to hire a fresh monster face too soon for some reason. Dream experience: 4 (vivid) Dream awareness: 0 (not really aware at all) Dream 2 - Rugby Something about rugby, there were rugby players around and some well-known All Blacks. I tried pretty hard to remember that rugby dream but I just couldn't commit it to memory >_< I have a distinct memory of having a short lucid, but it was too short to achieve anything in. I think it happened as I was falling asleep and I just kind of slipped into a dream :/
Woke up at 7 a.m after going to sleep at 4 a.m, read a couple of stuff before going back to sleep, stubbornly. I ended up in a FA, with a incredibly loud buzzing sound zipping across my room. I look up and catch a glimpse of a enormous wasp, with a bulging abdomen in bright yellow stripped with shiny black. I pull the blanket over my head to hid from it, but I feel heavy and sluggish. I'm in a train and get out at the station. A old man with very few hairs left walks up in my face and start spouting non-sense, I try to flee. Finally, I'm in the dark, laying in my bed. I feel someone climbing next to me, then pulling me against himself. I recognize Eli's body, his warmth and smell and burrow in his arms.
I went to bed around 01:30 last night and just now (10:00) crawled out of my hammock, after having been awake for ~20 minutes. Grey mouse I'm walking in a former school building. You can still easily see that it used to be a school building, but it now serves as a student housing complex. I can't recall having any purpose for walking there. I just keep on going. At some point I see a former housemate from a distance in one of the rooms. He makes a motion to provide me with the right directions. Eventually I'm near the top of some stairs. Right next to it, in a sort of cubicle with very low walls, is a girl studying. She has a bit of a nerdy look about her, a bit of a grey mouse. She isn't pretty, but she also isn't ugly. She's working on something that requires difficult calculations. She sees me and asks me if I can help her with it. Sure I can try. My area of expertise is something entirely different though, so I doubt that I can be very helpful. The area at the stairs is very narrow and more people want to pass from below and after a while someone wants to go down as well. It requires a little bit of acrobatics for me to get into the cubicle. I think another guy, who was behind me on the stairs, is also having a look. I feel like asking me to help her is more of a ruse from her to get my attention. I'm not interested, but I let it slide and attempt to help anyway. We move to another table, perhaps 3 metres away. For some reason I'm holding her black iPhone in my left hand and my own black iPhone in my right hand. On the lockscreen I can see her name, but I can't recall it anymore. It was a slightly unconventional name. I turn her phone towards her to show that I'll need her passcode to get in. She tells me the code. I think it was 1010 or 2222. After a while I tell her this is a bit of a mindfuck, having the same phones in both hands. I wanted to do something on my phone, but did it on hers instead. I went to her pictures. I think there are some old black/white pictures of a baby. Fragment » I've received a reply from an Indonesian man. He is the supervisor for the internship that I want to do. It's an email and the level of English is just horrible. I can't make much out of it. It leaves me feeling a bit frustrated.
Updated 11-28-2015 at 10:22 AM by 71740
Only remember a little bit of a dream i had last night. Mi perras maddie y maggie. They were about to fight so i split them up.
[Notes]: - Sadly, I couldn't really remember much of this dream once I woke up. [Dream begins]: I'm on this highway northeast of my house in a trashy white sedan from the 70's. Every quarter mile or so, there's a woman walking on the shoulder of the road. My dad makes some comment about wanting to get a girl, and when we get to the next one, I look her in the face. She had an interesting face... in my dream I described it as the most basic face, devoid of features. She was Asian. I talk to her for a little bit, and obviously she doesn't talk much but it wasn't really awkward. I go to a party at her place where 12 pack boxes of soda are stacked to the ceiling everywhere. I weave between a wall of Coke and a wall of some other soda. We pose for a picture next to a bunch of "tropical" beer packs. [Dream ends...]
I'm in a place like a giant Chuck-e-Cheese's, there are multiple floors of cushioned walls and nets. I am walking around and meet a dreadlocked guy I know from school. I show him a green, poorly done, tattoo on my wrist that identifies me as part of the same ninja secret society he is a part of. We climb up to a higher floor where we look down and look out for trouble, some group is doing shady stuff in the park, we have to keep an eye out. Vaguely remember playing with a small arcade cabinet. Go to a kiosk nearby my house to load my bus card, hear a guy welding to repair a magazine stand. The welding pistol is a screwdriver. I go up and ask if he needs help.
Not much on the dream recall front (I've only clocked 3h of sleep) but a very vivid hypnalogic image of the setting/rising sun through a deep orange, slightly bubbly liquid.
Stations It's daytime and I'm sitting in a train. I'm on my way to my hometown. The train stops at a train station with the name of my hometown on it. Heh.. no way. This station doesn't like it at all. It's a tiny station almost in the middle of nowhere. I think an elderly couple gets off. I'm still a bit confused over the situation. It's one thing to get the wrong info from the on board announcements, but to have the wrong namesign up on a train station... Suddenly I see the area from an aerial perspective. Ow I get it now. They've added 2 new train stations in this city, to increase accessibility. Apparently they all have the same name. At the next station now. I clearly see a shop on the other platform. The building is very rectangular. I'm standing on a different platform. I look at the announcement board and see that the next train will go to my hometown. I start walking towards the correct platform. I will have to check out and check in again. Fragments » I'm with my cousin. She takes a look at my dreads. She gets all excited and sort of states that I've fixed them. I tell her that my mom fixed them up a bit, but not entirely. Somehow I feel a bit embarrassed with the attention. » I'm with my mom, grandma and aunt. My aunt is blind.* We were walking around the house and my aunt had no problem moving about with the same speed as a non-blind person. We're then all seated at a table and I'm playing chess against my blind aunt. Instead of black-white, the board is black - light blue. The position of the pieces changes ever so slightly during one of my turns, causing me to take a very long time to think about what move I want to do. At some point one of the pieces is a squished little tomato with some other stuff mixed into it. It's quite messy. *My aunt's not really blind. » I'm walking along a trail in the hills or on a mountain. I'm hiking with a group. » Not sure if it's the same group, but we're in a cave with a lot of people. We're playing a type of infected tag game. If you get tagged, you become one of the growing group of taggers. The purpose is to make it to the other side. I think I get tagged at some point, but somehow have a retry. It's easy to tell who is infected as they have a certain light around them. I think I dive to make it out of the cave on the other side, but I'm a bit too late. I finish in 3rd position, which I can clearly see displayed as if I'm playing a video game. » I'm talking with my ex girlfriend on whatsapp. It's about a mountain and a volcano I've been to in Indonesia. There are pictures. Our replies are somewhat normal, but at the same time it feels like there's a sub-meaning as the situation feels a bit hostile. Did I go to these places with Christina? » Writing Christina's name triggered the memory of a plane, though I'm not sure if I dreamt about one. » I'm scrolling through LinkedIn. I've added one of my lecturers. I think I see her scrolling to hers and her ignoring my invitation. I reason that she probably doesn't know who I am, as I've omitted some information from my profile. Sales I'm standing inside a small shop. It's supposed to be an office for a street sales company at which I will start working. I know it will be different than the last time, because this time I have my housemate Quint with me who will also work here.* We're standing in front of a type of post-mix machine with the manager, who is our age. He offers us some cola. I'm not really into cola because it's unhealthy, but I don't want to be rude. We get it in a big cup. Quint prefers dr. pepper, but the manager is not allowed to pour the same quantity of dr. pepper as cola. A rule from his uncle, who is the owner. We watch the television which is mounted a bit above our heads. It's an event in a stadium. There's a group of perhaps 100 people in the middle of the field. It has to do with mourning for a terrorist attack. I see an old friend of mine, Tris. Wauw.. it looks like he hasn't slept for days. Then the whole thing turns into a performance, with riot police and such. At some point it turns into a form of rehearsal, as one thing is done again and again to get it right. *We don't live together. He used to work at the previous street sales company.
On 11/25/2015 I went to bed around 00:35 at night and took 100 mg 5HTP before bed. Before waking up at 0430 am to go to the rest room I had broken but some memorable dreams. I was walking myself on the street which appeared to be from my former country in which I lived (Russia) as I walked beside the door I could see various families though the wall but did not dare to come in. I then walked in to one of the apartment buildings and saw my best friend inside his room, he was hostile a little and didn't understand why I showed up. The dream then changed and I ended up on the lawn of the house I used to live on. My best friend was looking out of the 2nd floor of the window. I then woke up. I went to the rest room and took 2 pills of Lucidimine which would equal 12 mg Galantamine 100 mg alpha GPC, 100 mg CDP choline and 200 mg of choline bitartrate and 400 mg of l theanine. To no surprise I could not go back to sleep for a while and I felt like doing things I felt very stimulated and anxious. at 0700 in the morning I finally began to dose off and felt like flying though Dubai which im not sure why maybe some of my repressed childhood memories from 1995. Then the dream changed and I saw myself standing in the pink room with pink walls. Something old me that I am in my dream and I looked at the palms of my hands (one of my dream signs) and I instantly became lucid and knew I was dreaming. I opened the door to the second room which was also pink and had a few small white castles near the wall (in that moment I knew why I was dreaming that..in about two months my wife and I will have our baby girl). I then moved to the next door and wanted to see my wife, she instantly appeared as we got very intimate before the dream ended. The dream did not last long but it was very lucid and realistic I will tune down the dose of Lucidimine next time to one pill again.
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