dream fragment

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.

Writing everything out like this in short summaries is very therapeutic. Recurring character is recurring.

I am drifting over the water. I am dead. I am missing my other body, but what is it? Invisible, impossible, immortal. it is the body which grants me power.

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A single note, at the bottom of one of my journal pages. 'I don't remember why we were in the submarine'.

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Hypnagogia. A single voice on the edge of sleep.
"Fall back into my tentacles."
"Excuse me!?" I stammer, but darkness envelops me.

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I am walking with my brother, advising him about some personal struggles he is having. I get him to a read from a poetry book that he has been assigned for school. I haven't read it, but I'm surprised at how good the content is, and relevant to his problems. I tell him to read one passage a day and meditate on its meaning.

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He's under house arrest. Had we been stealing things? I feel like it must have been for a good cause.
Eggs! Oh man, I want some eggs. He is quickly forgotten in my pursuit of eggs.

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A man and a woman have kidnapped me, ferreting me away into the nearby forest. They need time to cast their teleportation spell, but a warrior woman has followed us looking for me. I manage to sight her through the trees. She looks exactly like me. Perhaps I should have struggled. The spell is cast and the dream shifts.

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I shift, and find myself in a forest. He is here with me, the Sentinel. There isn't a doubt in my mind that it is him. We smile at each other and talk a little, but mostly there is just a silent knowing.
I have to climb a tree. One of the branches is on an incline and is long, sturdy and straight, but it is broken right up near the trunk. I am small, perhaps it will hold my weight a while, but not for long. He watches me, giving the occasional word of advice. He feels I should abandon that path altogether and climb up the smaller, but more secure network of branches to the side. I think that I can make the best of both.

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"It's 5:70pm," someone says. For some reason, it doesn't strike me as odd.

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I am walking down a street, but I can empathically sense everything about the occupants of the houses without seeing them. One of my friends arrive, so I tell him all about it, forgetting that it is quite normal for a dream.

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We are soldiers in a five-man squad. Zombies attack. I climb to elevation and use my rifle to pick them off. It does not take us long to dispatch them, but our commanding officer informs us that we cannot move on until we find our final party member who has gone missing during the raid. We look around us but cannot see him. Other squads past by and radio messages are sent out, but nobody knows where he is. I think about what I know of him to try and work out where he could have gone. All I know is that his name is Horse, because he is a horse.

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I am in a fantasy game world. A quest giver keeps telling me to take a Potion of Patience and sit still for a while. I should have taken their advice.

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I'm walking, but my vision and cognition are still very hazy.
"Sentinel? I wonder if you can hear me," I say.
"I can always hear you," he replies, a voice in my mind. My attention is piqued.
"Let me go somewhere quieter away from all these people so we can talk," I say. A nice idea, but I am distracted easily. There are people listening to music, and I dance and sing along, thoroughly enjoying it. When I feel I have spent enough time intruding on their space, I turn around. There is figure concealed by shadows smoking and observing in silence. I thank him for letting me enjoy this time, and move on.

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The kingdom is fleeing at the behest of the Queen. A bushfire approaches and threatens their lives. The young royal advisor frantically suggests that we should check on the Watchers, the entities which look over our kingdom, before we leave in case their loyalty should wander in our absence. I go up to their chamber, overlooking the town. The walls are carved stone and the room is well lit. The door opens before me, bidding me entrance. On a stone plinth sits a thick tome. The Book of Kings! I am excited to see it in person. The Watchers fill the pages with information when they wish to communicate with the royals of the kingdom. My mother may be the Queen, but I am not of royal blood. This is a great honour. I sit down, filled with anticipation. The advisor returns, freaking out that we should become trapped in here by the Watchers and never allowed to leave. I snicker under my breath.
"Just approach the door and it will open for you," I say aloud. But in my head, I think 'Or rather, they will open it for you'.

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I'm taken to a bar by some friends. One by one, people from my past begin to arrive. It feels as if this has been arranged.
We go outside to observe a ceremony. Hundreds of people are amassed on the banks of a river as a a boat comes through and the ritual begins. Everyone begins to glow red or blue and their abdomens look like interlocking fingers. Each chooses a partner and merges with them, before disappearing and ascending. One boy approaches me, but I ask him to keep his distance. Eventually they all disappear, and only a small number of us are left behind. They will return when the journey is over and they have seen what was intended.
I seek out an older woman inside the tavern. She is the lover of a wise old Indian man. I ask her about the ceremony, but she does not want to say too much, and I do not want to appear ignorant. She says that the ritual requires the ingestion of a certain mushroom, and that they will return after its effects end. I ask her if she ever joined in the ceremony before, and she tells me that she has not.

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Hypnapompia. My cat is meowing, but it sounds more agitated than normal. My half-dreaming mind translates it into words as I border on the edge of sleep.
"I'm sorry if I have offended your personality as a lion," she says in my dream.

I didn't get time to write anything down until now, like, 13 hours since I woke up, so I hardly remember anything.

I remember that I finally got my snake to eat with a smaller-than-usual rat, which made me feel happy and relieved (my ball python hasn't been eating lately - that's normal for them though).

I remember I was in some sort of transit station type thing - kind of a crossroads for people from all over - in space, and Han Solo was there (or I was Han Solo?) and he was talking about how he really needed money (implying to pay off Jabba the Hut) but the only job (like, gig type job, not like, a regular 5-9 job) he could find was some dentistry thing far north of the station. He said he really didn't want to do it, but he would since he needed the money.

Edward came to visit us in mammoth, but I remember him seeming really off, and a bit awkward, like there was tension between us, but I'm not sure why.

I was sitting at a table talking to someone about a dentist named Chad.

I slept at 1 AM, and did a WBTB at 5:30, this time with no alarm but naturally. At the moment i was falling asleep i thought i was already asleep, that i was dreaming so i did a reality check and it didn't work, i was just awake and aware but it felt like i was in a dream, i was about to fall asleep.

I kept a journal by my side but i wrote some dream fragments, not complete dreams, so i will try to post them as full as i remember them:

In my first dream i accorded with my ex-uncle to eat an Asado (a thing which i don't do anymore). He was going to come home but i don't know why like 10 minutes before he came i went out the street to go around in my bike. It results im in front of his house and his door was open, so i honked and he came outside. He told me he was coming. So i went again to my house which probably was 5 blocks away.

Then i find myself in the night at my mother's house. I was alone at first, but then my mother appeared. She went to talk to a neighbour of the house of the corner to ask if the house nearby was her house, because my mother didn't recognize it. It was probably like 5 years since she's been there. I didn't wait the reply and i entered the house. The house was located on Cabrera and Paunero of Rio Cuarto, Cordoba but i think it was more north east than that. Anyways i enter and i saw one room with the door open, and a bathroom. To my right i saw another door, and i tried to open it with a key but it looked like a wall, so i couldn't open it. I met 2 girls that were living in the other room, so i thought that actually the house wasn't ours alone, or perhaps that other room was big enough as a house.

Then i wrote some non-sense, probably hallucinating between being asleep and awake. Subjects were Argentinean economy and Game of Thrones.

Then i had a short dream. I was in a bus with a professor called Girafale, and i was with a notebook or something similar renting pieces of land to dump garbage. There was a lot of garbage in the city and citizens couldn't throw everything away in their space, they would have to wait for the next day's service, but i had like 5 pieces of land where i didn't have any garbage, so i rented those spaces so those citizens could throw away their garbage. I actually was making good profits out of this.

Then i wrote some other nonsense.

And my last dream was about 10 AM. I dreamt i was learning how to play the song "I used to love her" again on guitar, so i went inside the house. I saw that my family was leaving somewhere for the night. There was a houselady that was cleaning the plant pots. I saw my younger sister getting prepared and she rode a bicycle to the taxi, a purple one. Then all left and i was standing in the backyard alone with the plant pot with earth. So i think i planted something in there. Not weed, but some other cool stuff, probably Coleus Blumei.

Then i got up.

I was walking around and I ran into a familiar place ( the dream morphed it a bit) it was st t's bathroom and I was waiting for them or somthing when I saw a light on inside and peeked in to try and get a better view of what was going on inside the tiny room (it was actually the cleaning room) anyway who ever was in there disappeared when I opened the door I went to explore and found out how they did it I then found Simon to show him when someone elese was at the door waiting to use it. and the same thing I did to the first people they did to us but there was a long way around and a short way I was gonna go the long way but Simon insisted on the short way so I came back to him and we went thru and then started rolling behind furniture and stuff it was cool

D1 - Again an array of spherical objects appearing in my dream, each one a unique combination to be manipulated and changed to try and create the best possible combination. Now being used for something else. I have to perform sex in some specific position, I guess fits previous theme.
[Maybe to do with chakra alignment or something, idk, or unlocking something hidden]

D2 - Was in school then escape to a very muddy and grassy area where kids are in groups, some on high mounds some lower down. We are escaping/being chased. We warn others of oncoming zombie apocalypse and plan out where its best to seek shelter/acquire food and weapons. Then I decide that maybe I don't really need to do that, I could just be friendly. Dream abruptly is kind of short circuited and stops.

I slept a nap at three until half past five. I intended to do WILD but i felt asleep without being aware. Here it is what i dreamt:

• I was with Edward Snowden in a house in Thailand. He was helping my mother because some poeple in the bank were trying to scam her heritage money. She was trying to buy a house, but the bank was estimating how much she had to offer her a house where she could pay only interests of it and loose all the money without having payed a single dollar on the house. So Snowden as a cool guy was there, i was surprised about my mom that she was friend or have met him. Well, he was on a computer trying to hack the bank or something, and they were waiting until they could call the bank's number. So my mother left with my little sister and i was alone with him. I said cool movie you made, and he talked about the movie Citicenfour that yes it was cool but he didn't liked how it finished, that it was said that he would finish a foreign course or something like that about computer. I told him well, there are many possibilities in life, that it was not like a hollywood movie where they would invent an epic ending or something similar, it was real life and it is often said that life goes beyond science fiction. He was given back permission to go back to United States and he was living there. After i said those words to him i went out the window and started to jump in the roofs. There was a large cloth in a building that people was complaining about because it was not hooked so well, and it was responsibility of buddhist monks. If a wind blew it could fall and due to the size of it it could kill people.
  
• The other dream was me being in the house of my grandfather or my fathers. I took a banana and i ate it, i was going through doors (probably Baigorria's house) but i was heading to the bathroom. So i went to the third bathroom of the house while my father questioned me why i didn't go to the second one, and i told him i already know that one, i want to find out how the third looks like.

I finished dreaming. I thought i had wrote down some notes but i didn't, so memories was all i had.

I was in a hall, looks like an old school hall. The light had a bright but sepia tone to it like afternoon sunlight. I was standing in various lines waiting for lunch. The lines were quite confusing and it was hard to find out where I was supposed to stand. There were dull, savory pastries being served in a broth. There were various kinds, some with meat, others for people with allergies.

Jees, what the hell happened to my dreams recently. They are even more boring than my real life these days.

28/12/15
A fragment about playing dota, I have forgotten a chunk of what happened, silly me for not writing stuff down straight away.

Date: 28 Dec

A typical chase-run scenario - it's been a while since I had one of these. With this one, not so much being chased but rather running away. At the old place, menacing DCs coming, I jump out the window, land on the neighbors' porch, grab some food and take off again. I continue running and flying at top speed in the neighborhood, passing by houses and yards. My awareness gradually increases and while I'm flying around this interesting old looking red building, I begin to tell myself that I'm dreaming. Now, I also find myself circling around the building while using the sticky fingers technique to hold myself to the surface. Yes, definitely dreaming.

I remember the first part of the mantra, the basic totm which was to laugh in front of a DC. There's only buildings and trees around so I fly ahead to reach the street where I spot a weirld looking DC. He's the unpleasant overly active to mildly aggressive DC type. Couple more DCs appear near us and I send him to the side to interact with them instead. I come across a tall handsome Swedish looking guy with ear-length blond hair. I make a mental note of his appearance. Ok, task time already - I announce to him that for this totm I will have to laugh like a crazy person. He waits in expectation as I laugh out loud in a manner that sounds very unnatural. This doesn't seem to impress him much and he just keeps looking at me with a blank expression. I think about the other tasks but the dream thins out and I wake up.

Date: 22 Dec

A nld scene with classmates and unknown DCs. Later the unknown DCs cause tension.

As the DCs keep looking me in the eyes, I begin to realize that I am dreaming. I examine them in greater detail, now fully convinced. I tell them this and start to control them, making them look happier and make them loudly express their excitement.

We are in the living room now. I recall the phone task, look to the side, where there is a black home phone, a slightly older model. I ask it to ring, it does so a couple of times, then pick it up. The first try it's just the normal ready to dial sound. I hang up being confident that somebody will start talking soon and repeat the ringing, pick up again. This time it's my mom trying to lecture me about something that I'm not doing the way I should be. I feel a bit disappointed but make a mental note of it anyways.

End of memory. Other dreams.