dream fragment

-Something to do with Pikmin. A game that I haven't dreamed about in awhile or played in over a decade. I used to be obsessed with it as a kid. I was in some world where everything was either sand or rusted metal.

-I was watching Kill la Kill. (An anime that I haven't watched a single episode of. I only seen clips because S is obsessed with it and sends them to me.) The main character (Don't know her name) was getting ready to fight someone.

Spoiler for Slightly Adult:

In it there was a buff guy that had a tiny exposed brain attached to the top of his penis. He was completely naked.

-I had some semi lucidity and a pretty solid full dream at one point. I think it had to do with going to a summer camp of some sort. But my roommate woke me up snoring and laughing in his sleep. When I fell back asleep I forgot what the dream was about.

-I had downloaded this music called 'The planets'. It was a three-disc collection of electronic tracks done by (some guy) who I really didn't know as a musician. The only one that I cared for was track #26 on the second disc. It was about six minutes long but I can't recall what it sounded like. I remember the album artwork was blue with a white ringed planet and a sun off in the corner.

I seem to have hit a nasty dry spell. God I hate these.

Dream one:
I'm with my brother and a couple of randoms and I'm tying a knot to keep a sail tied onto the top of its mast, I do a clove hitch and a loop round turn with a highwayman's hitch to hold it in place, explaining to the randoms that it's a good idea to have a quick release knot in case of emergencies.

Jofish takes the small boat and starts sailing it around the very shallow lake we're in (I'm still standing in the water watching him do turns and even a couple of jumps in the boat)

[I wake up to my alarm and then fall back to sleep in what I guess was technically not a FA because I did actually wake up and turn my alarm off.]

Dream two:
I'm trying to get up but I'm lying in bed with my eyes really struggling to open. I take the fact that I can just about see what looks like reality as an indication that I'm awake after all even though struggling to open my eyes is a dream sign (it usually means my light box is shining in my face and my dream imagery is struggling to be seen). I get up and start telling Jofish about the dream he was in while trying to get up to make breakfast. I go downstairs and have to step over my dad who's sleeping on the floor in the dining area on the way to the kitchen - I'm back at my childhood home and am not surprised to find him here. Mum's got a large light box and I "remember" that she got prescribed one. My dream logic tells me that this is why I'm struggling to see.

I get to the kitchen and start rifling through the fridge to find breakfast things, but it's full of housemates' stuff, then turns out to be the oven, but the fridge next to the oven is in much the same state of cluttered mess. I throw out some obviously moldy stuff and am giving up on finding what I'm looking for when I realise there's another fridge on the other side of the kitchen and that does contain useful breakfast things.

I start trying to fry some bacon still seeing through the slits of barely openable eyes. I manage to get some bacon onto my flat griddle thingumy and start frying it. I decide I need to add some more bacon so I try to arrange the bacon so that the already started stuff doesn't over cook, then I add an egg and have to shuffle everything around again. I just about manage to find the plastic fish slice I need to flip things over without scratching the nonstick pan, after getting a little distracted by piles of washing up and having to feel my way around because my eyesight is so poor.

In the process of shuffling items around the pan and adjusting the heat of the hob, and moving the griddle pan around to ensure the heat is under the items that need it rather than under the things that don't, I've somehow ended up almost sitting on the hob and realise that my left knee is getting uncomfortably hot and I almost set my trousers on fire.

[Again, I wake up to my alarm (it's on a 10 minute snooze) and again manage to fall asleep straight into a dream.]

Dream three:
Again, I'm telling somebody about the stream I just had, again I'm trying to make breakfast. I remember telling the egg that I have to cut its yolk in half to make it cook at the right speed to be ready at the same time as the rest of the food. Again I'm struggling to open my eyes.

[Again, the alarm thing! This time I roll over to face away from my light box half thinking I might attempt a WILD as I'm obviously in the right timing for it to work]

Fragment:
The dream that arrives is yet another one of me telling somebody about my dream and the frustration of missing two dream sign crammed FAs in a row, and I don't realise the irony that I'm doing it again. I realise that I can't keep prattling about dreams because after that many alarms, I need to get on with getting ready for work, so I wake up to get to and ready for work.

SO MANY MISSED CHANCES!

Something to do with Nasa sending a probe to explore the supposed oceans of Europa. When it landed, it deployed this humanoid robot that was neurologically linked to me. Also I was fifty five years old, bald and fat in the dream.

The probe started drilling into the ice and I followed. The ice was much thinner than expected. Only a couple dozen meters. When I landed in the water, I saw an alien.

The alien was big about fifty feet high or so, all black, with a huge saucer shaped head and many eyes arranged horizontally. It had a vaguely humanoid body with arms and a cluster of tentacles for legs. It didn't have a mouth and communicated telepathically.

It spoke to me in a strange voice, but was definitely able to speak English. It told me it wanted to return the audio sample that I had sent it. Something done by Synsun that they didn't do IWL but still had their sound. So they 'gave it back' and told me to leave unless I wanted war with their people. Though ultimately friendly they were territorial, and wanted this moon to themselves.

I climbed out of the hole and sat on the surface next to the probe. I broke the neural link with the robot and came back to earth.

The dream went on to something about a train crash. Something weird was going on and the train was crashing in very slow motion. There was also this thing where broken glass from the train would instantly absorb all of your blood if it broke your skin.

I became semi-lucid here. I tried to take control of the train and stop it.


I was late for my ARTH class and only had 20 minutes to drive to school and get to class. I started running around looking for winter clothes, but all I could find were some spider-man mittens.

*I had no time to post DJ entry yesterday. I've posted them today*

SWAT

I was in the toilet. When I did my job and left the bathroom I've found myself in the government building. With another guy we were wanted. I tried to escape throug the window. It was cold morning. Sun gave slight blur over the rooftop. I couldn't see the road due to the fog. It was too high, so we both surrenderred to SWAT officers. They told us, that their job was to guard us, as mafia wants us dead. We were moving ambushed by snipers and other squads of enforcers.

A village

I saw a village and its commoners. It was in 8-bit game style.

Todays dream fragment

I was waiting for my luggage to take it out of the bus.

comp night #10

00:11 bedtime

05:40

+(f) in best friend MR's house: someone has been tidying up, there are neat piles of magazines everywhere

+(f) in some place doing something(!!)

+ the bombs are falling and mortars going off all around me, I take cover in a small tough cafe to the left

I'm talking to some guy I say yeah they're going to bomb us. I'm outside in daylight on a street in between buildings, I'm looking up into the sky behind me while I'm running forwards, I see the bombs falling down, I can't outrun them. They land, I see a mortar on the ground, how can I avoid the shrapnel? Should I lie down in the fetal position on the ground?

I see off to the left a small rounded hut it's a cafe, I lunch for it, there is a guy there sitting on a stool just inside the door I reach out my hand for him to grab and pull me inside. I get inside and sit at the counter on a stool the roof is thick curved metal it should protect us, but the window flaps are open, I close mine. Everyone else around me is eating, unconcerned. I order lunch.

Busted WBTB (up for 3 hours), on the computer in the kitchen playing a dungeon crawl game
Fell reeeeally tired now, about 08:30? 9? back to bed, I'm so tired but it still takes a long time to fall asleep, my wife's alarm goes off several times, she finally gets up.

12:13

+ playing with doll baby

I'm heading down the stairs (waking realization: childhood home) with a small baby in my hands, it's so small it's like a doll. I'm reaching the bottom of the stairs and sort of swoop it around a little bit, it doesn't like this and starts to fuss, I get concerned that it will bother the mother upstairs. I cradle it's head in my right hand. It's more like a doll, I continue to move it around, playful flying movements, it has a strange open mouth with curvy lips like an oyster shell, I think of feeding it.

+ in party where everybody hates me, huffing out, calling them names

I'm walking in between people and furniture in a small room at a party, trying to find a clear place to step, everyone here hates me, they're making disparaging remarks about me. I say "Well you're all a bunch of hags and witches. And the other thing that starts with a B!" The crowd murmurs its astonishment at this statement, and I make my exit.

+ the amazing traveling guy at work

In a large indoor space, I see suitcases/packed luggage around me. This is a small company and we have only this one amazing traveling guy, he has sold our product successfully before, making presentations to groups of 20 people all on his own, maybe with the help of one other person. I make a comment about him going on yet another trip. I imagine his face, he's sort of middle-Eastern, looks a bit like George Clooney, salt and pepper hair.

+ shoot-out in the multi-level apartment/home with the fancy front door

DO from up on the higher level looking down, like watching a show. Two guys arrive into the ground floor, one looks like Seth Rogen, he's behaving goofy, like looking deeply into the security camera on a door and making gestures in front of it. The second guy is serious and is annoyed by this and stops him. The serious guy goes to another door, closer to me, which is very ornate and with a round, pointy top, like a medieval castle door, covered with rounded sculptures on its front. This door is locked, and the guy they're looking for is inside, probably upstairs. The serious guy knocks and pounds on the door. The man they're looking for emerges from a doorway across from me and walks across an open ledge towards me on the upper level. The serious guys turns and sees the man walking there and fires several shots at him from a pistol.

+ discussing the start-up with other work friends in a kitchen

I'm standing with guys from one start-up, <R>, in the work kitchen, standing close to founder J.E., talking about another company I worked for. "Yeah, I was there when it was nothing, I was employee #5 or #6, it was just like this" and I gesture around the kitchen to the small group of people standing there. "Now it's really grown, and has a ton of people, like 30 or 40 or maybe 100, and they're now in the facilities of that other company, <3>" Some (girl?) says they're not all that large or successful actually, I disagree.

+ the unattractive white-clad dancing girls: an expensive attraction for the party at work (ping pong table)

outdoors light, It's a big "friday" celebration at work, they've hired a big gang of dancing girls wearing white frilly/fuzzy costumes. I'm sitting on the ground. I look behind me and I see that a bunch of people are sitting on/under the ping pong table, and it's so bent out of shape from this that it is in the shape of a "U". The girls are dancing towards us and I notice that they are practically all quite unattractive. I think they're going to come and interact with the employees and I'm saying under my breath "oh, please, not an ugly one…"

+ trying to get to the burner, melting plastic, stuff falls down in back, annoyed butler, weird huge bottles of wine

I'm standing in a kitchen and want to warm something up on the burner, I turn it on. I'm trying to find the burner, the cooktop is standalone (no backsplash) and is so crowded with things that I can't find the burner. I notice a funny smell. I'm pushing the pile of things back to find the burner, something towards the back falls off to the floor. An elderly butler appears on my left, I think he's annoyed at how I'm just pushing around this pile of stuff. I notice finally the burner, I see a square bit of plastic wrap (like from cheese singles) on the burner, I think that's the source of the smell, I try to pick it up.

My attention is grabbed by two bottles on the counter to my right. They are large, 2-liter soda-bottle-sized bottles on wine, Dom Perignon-shaped, with bright yellow liquid / chunks inside (sort of like a lava lamp), and I'm amazed at these things, I think they're just the drinks we decided that we would never buy.

+ (lucid #96) packed party in a small room: waking life memory connection, command "brighter", it works!

This started out with basically no visuals, more just like HI, but I'm lucid from the start, perhaps was a waking moment. I try to put interpretations on to the shapes, like arms/people, and I sort of materialize a scene at a party, there's one girl who sits on my right knee and I kiss her a little. I think I need to disengage to stabilize and connect with memory. I do this, I stand up and turn the left and think "my body is asleep in bed, and this experience is all a fantasy." The visuals are basically gone to gray at this point, back to HI, I try to interpret them as people, I say several times, "Brighter!", "Brighter!" and I'm amazed that with each statement of the word, it's like somebody turns up the lights/clarity a little bit more, until I have full bright visuals. I'm enjoying the scene, it's a very small room at a party with people busy bustling around, all female . I'm checking out the adults looking for a cute one, don't find any to my taste, I notice things seem a bit "unstable" and try to clam down, and just observe. I notice that there is a conga dance line of about 20+ identical little girls in identical red dresses (with white polka dots?) moving through one part of the room. There are so many of the girls in such a small space that the line folds and bends around itself multiple times, at rectangular/right angles. I'm just looking around amazed, when I find another attractive girl and turn her to me, "this is my dream" I think I say, she does not object, and I kiss her a bit , and wake up.

03.02.2015

2-3-15 Fragments - My cats (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream Fragment (0.5 pts)

I was trying to find my cats at home, one of them was missing.

03.02.2015

2-3-15 Fragments - Space (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream Fragment (0.5 pts)

Something related with space, most likely a NASA discovery

03.02.2015

2-3-15 Fragments - Driving (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream Fragment (0.5 pts)

I was driving in my car and there was a lot of traffic. We were going to a beach or something.

Had a dream last night that I was in this theme park shop kind of center where everything was powered self sufficient, and I went around collecting toys like bike helmets and browsing around the shop for things. There was games to play and seemed generally like a magical land in outer space that I had found. I thought this is far away from earth where things are different even gravity worked a bit differently. I can't remember much of the dream but took the chance to note it here while I could.

I was among a crowd of people (outside I think) and was walking around a conversing with them. Some of them stuck their fingers in my mouth and moved it around. At one point a bright light outside my vision appeared and the entire crowd (including myself) started running towards it. When we reached the light we turned around and started running away from it because the light was "life itself". At the time it seemed funny rather than scary, maybe there was some part of my mind realizing how absurd it was?

I was in a carpark when a man started shooting at civilians. I curled up behind a pillar and began to shake. I knew my mother was in the carpark too and I kept looking around for her in fear. Eventually I saw her walking away in the distance and felt relieved. At this point the danger was gone but I knew (didn't see) that the man had shot and killed a young woman. There was a brief moment when I heard her friend crying.

After the shooting I met a woman who was grateful to me (for some reason) and she invited me to her home to stay the night. (I got the impression I couldn't go to my own home) When I arrived at her home she forget about me and started wandering aimlessly around the room. Her daughter arrived home at this point and sat down on a couch. (I'm not sure but I think she was watching tv) The woman gave me some chicken nuggets (although the were more like chicken balls) and I ate them. (I don't remember what they tasted like but I was happy with them I think) I told her I'd sleep on the couch, I had a blanket in my hand. The couch was covered in dander and fur.

After this something happened in a supermarket and the woman attempted to cast a spell on herself (I think, this part was super foggy) but accidentally caused her daughter to disappear. The woman was distraught and I watched her grow old. (I think some time passed) I was then with the woman outside when two swans appeared behind us, flying upwards in a circular motion. A young woman in a light coffee coloured dress stepped out from the circle. It was the daughter who had disappeared. (After I woke up I remembered her face incredibly vividly, although it's become hazier since then) She was wearing glasses and had her brown hair tied up in a bun. I think she looked a bit like a mousier Audrey Hepburn. She declared that she had become the Queen of Arendale (too much once upon a time) and I noted that she was probably the Queen of Swans too.

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I mentioned it already, but the most exciting thing about this dream was how clearly I remembered the daughters face when I first woke up. It was like seeing someone in real life, turning around and trying to visualise what they looked like.

There was a long and particularly drab space travel dream. I was landed on the moon with two other astronauts. One of them was dumping liquid fuel onto the surface of the moon so that our capsule would be lightweight enough to fly home.

When I got on the capsule (That was huge on the inside despite being tiny on the inside.) my parents were there, along with many a familiar member of my family. They told me 'Happy 19th birthday' (IWL that isn't for another couple weeks. And they gave me this weird cake. It was like a small loaf of bread and filled with this thick buttery like cream. I didn't really like it and told them when my real party came, I wanted a chocolate cake.

I got distracted from the birthday party scene because I had to dock the caupsle with a space station. I got the strangest sense of Deja-vu, as though I had done this in a previous dream or a long time ago. Why does docking with the space station feel farmiliar...?


I was watching the superbowl, live from the stadium. The game had just started and the football froze in midair. All of the players started dog-piling and jumping to get at it.

"Uh-Oh, looks like that's an illegal anti-gravity ball. Minus 20 points! And *some player* to the time-out square for you!"

I realized how absurd this was. (Now IWL, I don't watch sports, and TBH I don't even know the rules of football all that well.) But this was just so strange that I had to be dreaming.

I woke up though. I took a leak and then it was WBTB time.

I found myself on my bed. (False awakening.) Though my bed was replaced with this odd powder, like finely-ground flour. I realized right away that I was not fully awake. I began to mess with it. I thought that the reason I was in my bed was because I was still partially awake and I shouldn't move too much because I might start to move my waking life body and wake up.

At one point, I decided to smell it. It did have a smell, though faint it did smell a bit chalky, sort of like baking soda or flour. I can't say so exactly, but yay for finally smelling something in a dream.

...

I was by a lake. My friend pointed out that there were squidfish in the water. I asked him what a squidfish was and he showed me. They were these fish, perhaps a foot long with all of these tentacles on the front of their face. They were carnivorous and ate other smaller fish whole.

I then noticed that there were large fat fish swimming around in the air, a few feet above me. I became lucid, but the dream promptly faded.

...

There was one other lucid fragment from this morning, but I can't recall what it was, just that there were three frags involving lucidity after my WBTB. I had the number on my mind all morning.

02.02.2015

2-2-15 Fragments - Truck broke (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream Fragment (+0.5)

There was some track racing and the trucks also had consciousness. Suddenly, one truck lifted on just the back tires, as was vertically pointing to the sky. One of them had an oil problem due the weird position and broke down.

-I was plucking apart a spiderweb piece by piece for some reason.


-Somebody was reviewing a movie called 'nightmare hunters' saying that overall it was crappy but they liked that the villains got a lot of character development.


-Something to to with an evil wizard that put demon-knives into my cats mouth that made it misbehave until we could pull the knife out of its mouth.


-Manei had been eaten by carnivorous deer and I had to reset the dream. I explained to her why after re-setting the dream.


Something to do with a criminal organization where rank was based upon your gun. The more powerful or unique of a gun you had, the higher you ranked in the organization. After freeing some of the organizations members by accident and being returned to the headquarters, I was awarded this red handgun that signified a considerably high rank.

I was also a female in this dream for some reason.

The criminals showed me a video presentation of the crime bosses gun. It was a white handgun that didn't look too different from the red one that I had. They talked about how the gun takes a very specific type of lead-osmium bullet and fires them with precision that they can be fired at a target 100 yards away and all pass through the same hole. The bullets have some kind of homing program on them.


Somebody was trying to offer an explanation for why my dream self has dyed hair in the front. It was because while staying at my grandparents house I had fallen asleep in a room where they had recently painted the ceiling and drips of paint fell into my hair.

Somebody woke me up screaming because I was getting paint in my hair. I ran to look in the mirror and noticed that it looked like my dream self. I stopped caring and the dream carried on from there.

Driving from the city

It was in the bright, warm evening. I was walking in the city. I was going to the bus stop, but my pal was driving a car towards our home town. I sat with him and we drove.

Flying rabbit

When walking outside my home I have saw my cat going to neighbor. When I looked over the fence its fur color changed from orange to white, and when I wanted to catch it, the cat turned itself into small rabbit. It was escaping from me, but I have managed to catch it. When I was going to home with it, it wasn't struggling any more. I went to the living room and showed the rabbit to my siblings. It was so small it fitted on my hand. It was white, furry rabbit with red bulging eyes, bat-like wings and two antennae. I gave it to my brother, but it escaped. I was searching for it, but it was hard to find a flying rabbit in size of a fly! When I've finally found it, the dream ended.

Doctor Predator

I was lying in my bed. I went to the living room, and met my eldest sister talking with mother. I listened to their conversation, and tried to joke of my sister Heh, and you went to doctor Predator to... She interrupted me and asked What was the doctors name? I said Doctor Predator.

New dreaming result! I had significant (semi-epic) dreams *both* of my childhood home and my prior adult home, both in the same night (one after another I think).

Dream signs or oddities that captured my attention in the dream, funny/interesting moments in bold.

FM = false memory

This is but a taste of what I dreamed. I know scenes were forgotten, and details.

earlier:

+(f) college friend FG: hands me a piece of fish, then a piece of chicken, I take a bite of both, they're both slimy

+(f) I have FG in a headlock, I'm contemplating knocking him unconscious (editorial: serves him right for the slimy food!)

The location seems to be the doorway of my sister's bedroom in childhood home, looking out into the hallway. I see FG's face up close to mine.

later:

+ childhood home, neighbor tree with projectile-poop-shooting macaques, bathroom window, shower, visit neighbor & more macaque poop-dodging [it runs out of ammo]

I'm in my childhood home, main floor, I'm really happy to be here. I open the sliding glass door in the dining room and go out onto the deck. I stand at the railing looking at the view and look down to the trees/plants in our neighbor's yards down the hill from us. The trees look wrong, something's different. I see one of them (sort of thick, tropical looking tree, tall and skinny, with large fat leaves) is so tall that it has bent over and reaches all the way to the trees/bushes underneath our deck. This is not good, since I think that animals can climb up this tree to reach our house.

I notice movement in the tree, it turns out there's a "macaque" there about half-way up. It's attack is shooting a strong, tight stream of projectile poop+liquid from it's ass at high speed and far distances. This stream heads for me and hits me squarely in the chest / face. I detect a faint poopy smell. This is nasty. There is another macaque sitting quietly on top of the deck railing where it meets the house on the right, quietly.

I head to the bathroom upstairs to take a shower. There is a macaque on the roof, opening the window, I rush to close and secure the window. Macaque opens it again, I close it and try to secure it, I can't seem to lock it shut. I take shower.

I am now in the house/yard of the house below ours where the "macaque tree is." I look up and see the projectile-poop-shooting macaque is still there. It shoots a few weaker streams in my direction which I successfully doge, it's running "out of ammo." A few last nuggets of poop fall out of its butt. The people who live there are moving away. I ask "you're taking the macaques with you, right?" They say "no." I say "oh God these macaques will be unsupervised."

+ adult home [First time both prior homes visited in one night!]: floor uneven, neighbor fence reduced, garage stairs & hamsters, male being & genitals, outdoors and young men making out

I'm walking through the rooms of my prior adult home. I am thoroughly enjoying being back here. I look at the gorgeous hardwood oak floors. I notice in one room there is a depression in the floor, an uneven area like the floor has partially collapsed down there, a few feet long and a few inches wide, I look at it for a while confused, that wasn't here when we lived here. I walk past my kids old bedrooms and think how they'd like to see them again. I head to the master bedroom and go out the sliding glass door to the back/side yard. My attention is instantly drawn to the fence across from my, it's completely different from how it used to be. Instead of a uniform height, the fence at the point right across from the master bedroom door become half height (full height going off to the left), extending all the way to the right edge of the property. The neighbor's yard (M) is fully exposed and visible, I see the plants, trees, and a dog running around there. I also see into the yard of the house beyond them [FM, no such house], because the fence on the far side of M's yard is also half-height.

I walk along the fence to the right a bit, then two young girls, M's daughters [FM, M has only one adult daughter] are sitting there, (I get a no-panties up skirt peek at one of them?), they go running into the house to get a present for us they prepared for our return. I wonder where M is?

I go down the stairway (to a basement?) [FM, just short steps into garage], and while heading down I notice a small hamster cage on a high windowsill. It is 3/4 covered on top with a white cloth draped over it. I see one hamster clearly inside. I'm confused, I thought our hamsters died a long time ago, the new owners must have bought new ones?

Heading back up the stairs with a bunch of chidden, it's hard to get through the opening, I instead manage to pry open the door and the kids can easily get through.

I'm right next to a (young man? A male being, maybe not human) sitting in a (large hamster cage?) He's rubbing his genitals in the bark at the bottom of the cage, this will increase his power? He's rubbing back and forth, there's not much "down there". Then I look again and he has a large, erect penis. I think "uh oh looks like he achieved his power."

Outdoors in the backyard, I'm talking to someone but my attention is caught by a sight I see through a window/the walls inside the house, two young men making out. Better not to disturb them.

+(f) preparing to question guide about equipment in large indoor dock

+(f) trying to access bank account with banker, keep entering access code wrong, 90-degree left rotated "c" (is is a "u"?)

I ask the banker "will I be able to access my <my bank's name> account through this system?" He says/nods "yes." Can't enter the code correctly. Funny "u" character that looks like a "c" rotated on its side, or an "o" with just a small bit of the top missing"

+(f) long narrow walk-in shower with ex-GF SB [non-sexy]

I'm maneuvering past SB to get to the water.