dream fragment

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.

I remembered some short fragments of dreams. Before that I had some dreams that I didn't remember. First I was on a school bus with my boyfriend. There were a few other people on the bus but most of the seats were empty. There was a window open near the front of the bus and a nice breeze was coming through. We liked the breeze. I was lying in the bus seat feeling euphoric because of the breeze and my boyfriend was looking at me over the top of the seat in front of me.

Then me and my boyfriend were in the apartment. I mounted a fan to the wall near the broken air conditioner. We were happy thinking the fan was going to function as an air conditioner and blow cold air on us. I turned it on and it didn't seem to be working very well.

Then I was leaving some place with a friend but as we were walking to the car I wanted to spend more time with him so I asked him if he wanted to go shopping and he did. And since we were already at a strip mall we just walked into the next store, which was a large hardware store. The next store was an auto parts store. We weren't really shopping, but just walking around and talking.

Night of January 2, 2016. Saturday.



In my dream, I am in a field on a sunny afternoon, just outside of the more utilized land of a farm. An unknown male walks along carrying an acoustic guitar, from my left to my right, getting slightly closer but not regarding me in any way.

Inside the guitar is Fox Mulder (David Duchovny from “The X-Files”) looking out through the sound hole and with his fingers (both hands) out and gripping the bottom edge of the sound hole. He looks slightly worried or perhaps is thinking of a way to get out without being noticed. I cannot be certain if he trusts the person carrying the guitar or not. There is no sound; just a sense of curious movement. There do not appear to be strings on the guitar, at least normally arranged, only because I have a clear view of Mulder’s face and his fingers.

This of course is beyond ridiculous; a real oddity. A human being could in no way fit inside a guitar, let alone be so effortlessly carried one-handed by another person (as the guitar moves in a way as it is being carried that would indicate no other weight inside it). However, it seems fairly likely that the guitar represents a casket in this particular case, especially as my father’s headstone has an engraving of a guitar on it, so this is probably a surreal rendering of my thoughts or concerns about mortality. Fox Mulder, highly skilled and having experienced the unexplained, is always “looking for answers” in a world of skeptics (who are often either wrong or instigating a coverup), much like myself on some levels. Since the guitar does not seem to have strings, that is another clue concerning mortality and the inability to “make music” (or to live).

Just some fragments. First I got a cleaning job in a hospital and it was my first day and I was observing a tall, skinny woman in her 60s with short black hair and black jeans a a black long-sleeved shirt cleaning the bathroom. Either a woman was complaining about how another woman did her job or the woman was complaining about the woman who was her boss and I was hoping people wouldn't complain about me.

Then I was shopping for wine glasses and there were boxes of 4 wine glasses beside some new individual wine glasses that I hadn't seen before.

Then there were images of me doing chores and taking care of a house that other people were moving into and I was like a caretaker or house manager or something like that. The whole time I was interrupting these images to think "dream" because I knew I was dreaming but I didn't have much control over what was happening and wasn't very aware and it was more like hypnagogia than a dream.

Thank You For Watching My Dream Journey To Became Lucid.

Thanks For Watching My Journey To Lucid Dream.

Tonight i dream with the following. I will post from the last dream to the first dream i can remember:

There was a dothraki horde or savages, and there was building. There were some in the field, outside, and some in the hall, inside. I told two girls not to be so wild, and they were like angry at me for saying that. They were at certain distance. Closer there were some cradles, and some babies in them. There was a chinese dothraki baby who was really smart. There was another chinese, like forty years old, in front of the baby trying to give him water. The baby told him, no i don't drink water and i don't eat food. I was stunned, i was thinking, is he a meditator? I was mind-open to do a reality check with that situation, but i didn't. I realized that he doesn't drink water because he is taking the tit of his mom. So the chinese man tells him, "oh you think you are grown up now that you don't take any water. Ok here you have be a grown up." and he handles him a sub-machine gun UZI. I couldn't believe they were so ... savages! But more astonishing was to see what the baby did. As soon as he grabbed the UZI he shot the man and killed him. He was raised by those wildings.

I went with the two girls. They were very dedicated to what they did. One of them looked like Evolet from 10000 BC



And they were very close to a master, who was very famous and honorable. I think i was about, or already have, met him to do business with him, so we were going to be close, and these girls were close for years and still couldn't reach him yet. [This teaches me that if you want something well defined there are surely more skillful means to do it, and that you don't neccesarily have to do X to achieve it]. But these girls were determined. They wanted to develop perfection. Although they were not going to be good as the master, when they were old they would have the skills very well developed as it would be expected of them. I don't actually know what that skill was, but it involved knowledge of Architecture but with something else, like battle or life knowledge. I saw a frame of one of the girls, and it was all black and some lines with different colours. Then those lines start moving and they formed elipses and circles, and it was perfect geometry. With that you could see that they were dedicated, that they worked hard and inteligently. After that i began to cry with the blue eyed girl.

An earlier dream was that i was running in a field, like a marathon. It was like 50 rounds, and after the rounds i would meet a high positioned man. Well, i gave up after the 5th i think, because it was too hard to run all that. Actually it wasn't hard at all, but it was the sensation of time, too much time spent on that is like mentally exhausting.

Before that i was trying, with my dad, to meet some 'important' people to do business with. We were at his office and he told me that he wanted to meet some financial reporters. One looked like Martin Lousteau, a famous Argentinean economist. I was about to leave his office (to run) and i saw a panel with a lot of books. I saw two books that called my attention. One was titled "Before 25472" or something like that (because a book called 25472 was about to come out, and this one came first. It turns out that it was better than the other) and a book about ISIS.

Before that i dreamt about being with my class mates. We were on a balcony in a very tall place, and behind us there was like a slide, but before that there was a big space. So if we wanted to throw anything in that slide we had to aim first, we had to have a good aiming. That was why there were three of us, Fran, Chango and Me who had three stones to aim. We all went to the edge of the balcony, and there was a step behind it, so we stood there. And we threw the stones. It was a long fall, and it wasnt right below us the slide, it was like 2 or 3 steps beyond us, so we definitely had to throw things, not drop them. Beyond the slide there were people as well, and we were going there but coming down first and surrounding taht place, which would take like 2 or 3 days. We weren't on a free space. It was actually like a maze, there was a roof and the place was about to close up soon, like in a week. After we threw the stones we waited a bit. The stones hit on a giant Targaryen's leg, but he didn't got angry. After that I thought about jumping, and i was about to, like to show off that i could do it, and i wasn't afraid even though in dreams im afraid to high places, but after all i considered that i could kill myself (and maybe wake up?) so i didn't do it. At that time i was thinking that it could be a dream, but i wasn't aware enough to really think that it was a dream, i was like numb by the dream, but i seriously thought about jumping since i didn't really care what would be the consequences, the worse that could happen was to wake up, but then i thought "well, i dont' know if this is a dream so i better don't do it". And suddenly there was a lot of wind, so i grabbed some cloth there was in the balcony and hoped that i wouldn't fall. After the wind i climbed up the balcony again, and remained like ten steps before the balcony's edge. But Fran didn't climb up, he was still there. He was talking with Matias who was convincing him to jump. At the end i don't know if he jumped but he was really going to do it, even though it was dangerous. There were teachers also, and they didn't say anything about this. I think they were probably scared or worried as the rest of us how to get out of there before the place closes its doors.

I of course stayed up late, but I had to get up early, so I don't remember much. :I

There's a giant talking bear standing in front of me, and behind it is a tall ledge. I need to get onto that ledge, but I'm not nearly tall enough, and I can't climb its soft dirt surface. The bear says that he can make a bridge, but only by exploiting a glitch. I don't remember exactly what he does, but he makes some movement, and then his body twists into a horrible position (in a way that looks much like a video game glitch) that gives me a clear path to the ledge, and I take it.

At some other point, I'm using a public restroom, and i see written on the inside of the stall door (or maybe it was the floor) that someone else had been here and used this toilet to dip their signature pee-dipped ice cream cones. For some reason that makes me worry that this stall is really unsanitary, or that I'm gonna accidentally touch someone else's pee.

31/12/15
Dream 1: I was playing dota and my dad came in and started watching me. He asked me all questions about what the game was and stuff so I ended up explaining a lot of it to him. The game eventually ended and I went to a shop which had some weird slurpee things in a variety of odd flavours. I decided to get a blue one, so he poured it out but then added all of these yellow and green chunky things to it. I asked him what he was doing and he said he was reducing the snake flavour (!) in the drink. I hesitantly accepted the drink and had some, and I immediately started feeling sick. The world started spinning a bit and I wondered whether there were any hallucinogens or anything in the drink.

Dream 2: I was part of a film production in a cave/tunnel structure, probably a set created for a movie. We were filming one long extended take where two other people and I converged paths and winded our way through this tunnel. We got most of the way through the take however I was a bit too slow to get back to the other two after I split off from them so it was ruined. The director yelled at us a bit and we started up filming again.

Dream 3: It was new years eve (surprise surprise) and my brothers and I were staying up late. My mum had gone to sleep early so the three of us were watching movies and being rowdy. We only ended up going to sleep at about 4 in the morning or so, and so we all woke up extremely late and tired. Mum was up and she was furious at the mess we had made and for keeping my younger brother up for that long.

Dream 4: A fragment about talking with my grandparents.

Dream 5: A fragment about people trying to go under a rock bridge and having it collapse on them.

DOn't remember must, except that I had to feed wolves with really dubious meat. That carcass looked very... humanoid.

I had two dreams tonight, or at least two main ones which i wrote down. The first one was after 3 hours and a half after i layed down to sleep, it was at 4:50 AM. The second one ended when i woke up at 10:20 AM.

The first dream

I dreamt with Ned Stark, Jaime Lannister, The Imp, Bob Marley, some tribes from the west and some tribes from the east. There was a war going on, but we were like in a fortress or something like that. We weren't going to last in there so the imp planned to scape. We went to a backyard of a house and pulled some bricks up and we got in there. There were many bricks pulled up, some people needed 3, others 4, others 6. We all managed to cross the wall, but soonly after that, these people tried to make some money or steal it perhaps. There was like a game they were playing, that there were three pillows, and three lamps, and each lamp had to fall in a pillow and you had to gather as much lamps as you could, and after that you would get gold coins. So there was a lady, who looked like Claire Forlani, that was doing that. Suddenly she touches some dishes and a pile goes down to the floor and it makes a lot of noise. They scape soon through the wall method, they wanted to leave some light bulbs on the pillow but i take them all but one on each pillow, because otherwise it would have been looking suspicious. However they were turned on, and it was weird since they couldnt be turned off.

After that i found out some friends, Salva, Joako and Agu. (The scenery was like the pool of a town called Perdices). After that i found out that they listened to Bob Marley and i headed to shops. Then i find the courage to be free in streets (I was in prision before)[For things like this is useful to be lucid, you don't have any limit] and i head west. There i find western indians (which i think they actually were eastern). I meet a group and soon after a civil war of indians explodes. It was funny what they shot, but still dangerous. They have made bows and arrows out of toothpicks, and they were shooting that! Of course they had real bows and arrows but there were few of them, so i was more or less safe, but those others fabrications still could have hurt. While i was climbing a wall, and the indians were climbing trees in front of me, there was a periodistic interviewer asking me questions. I had to appear i didn't know anything so she didn't know i scaped [I should have asked myself, scaped from what?]. I answered the things she asked me until i had to answer something about a case of a business, a pencilcase. I was already at the top of the wall, in front of the indians who were at top of the trees, and i climb the wall completely and i go to the other side.


Then i dreamt about a cool dream, although short. I was in a field, very vivid landscape. I saw mountains a lake and a river. I thought to myself in that moment. I know now what i want to do in my life, travel and explore rivers. Know all the rivers in my country. I think i had a map in that moment and i saw many rivers and i decided that it would be an awesome trip. I was really happy with this decision i've made.

Second Dream

I was dreaming about playing my blue electric guitar in a classroom. The teacher was explaining something and writing things on the board. I left my other guitar on the board. So i got up and went to pick that guitar up, so the teacher could have the board free. I ended up talking with the secretary who was there.

Then i don't know how but i find myself in the rugby field. There were guitars there as well. And i soon leave. I walk the path outside the primary school, and i cross the street to secondary school. I head behind the bathrooms where there was a SUM, a big building for acts and those purposes. I didn't had to head there but i did. There were some guys calling me, they were older by an year. I went in the saloon, and i enter some new rooms there were built. I go to my right and a guy Juani takes me to the top floor. They had an asignment by one of the business teachers called Marescalchi, to show students how school was not to have fun, that was something grey and boring. But they never told me that, i found out by intuition i guess. So i was taken to the eighth floor. I saw around and it looked like a room of one of my mother's houses. Also it looked like an scenario which i dreamt before, once i was involved in a third world war. So I saw the place and we were going down again. I saw the elevator counting 8, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 or something like that. It skipped the number 7 because that floor or room was in the other tower. Juani was all the time without saying a word, like dead, but as soon as he saw his friends again he was alive again. Once i was down i headed to my left (where the other tower would be, but even more to my left). I saw a door and i opened it. The room had red walls and there was a guy called Mike, the librarian. He told me to enter, so i did, opening the door again. I went by and i suddenly was outside, and i was sinking in mud to my knee. He was telling me that there was certain people who complained about there. I told him that Martin called me but it was ok. I was looking around and found this door so i inspected it. But meanwhile i was thinking that i shouldn't be there, i mean i should be in the front of the saloon, not in the back. I came out through some rooms there where in the back of the saloon, that means i teletransported. This guy was still talking and i was thinking i should have done a Reality Check, even if he is speaking, no matter what he says [It turns out that most of the times i ask DCs if im dreaming they tend to lie to me, maybe because im not aware enough]. So i think it is still not late and i do a reality check, and i find out i am dreaming. I think that i should try to stabilize this dream because the story ended and soon i would wake up, there wasnt more fuel for the dream to go on. So i think about an "dream prolongation technique" (i thought at that moment something like dream dilatation and dream stabilization). I remain in the same place and i think, maybe dream yoga can help. I haven't read anything about dream yoga but i practice meditation daily so i was ready to do that in the dream, and maybe stabilize it and prolonge it that way, but i didn't manage to sit down that i woke up.

I tell this in dreamviews chat, 10 AM, and then i go back to sleep again.

In my third dream i was in the same scenario, hanging out with some friends. And suddenly i start running like wanting to play. And a friend calling Oti follows me, like wanting to hit me, but i see he teletransports himself. Soon after that i woke up. It is almost 2 PM.