dream fragment

Well this shows you what college is doing to me. I came back after my English class around 5:00 today and sat down on the bed. 10 minutes later, I was zonked and started to doze off. There were a couple of wispy dreams that I tried to grab on to, but couldn't.

Upon being woken up by my roommate at around nine, I only recalled one fragment.
There were three black figures against a bluish background. Each one has glowing white eyes. The figure on the left is closest to me, and the figure on the right is farther away. The middle one looked to be a little like Manei with the hair and shape of the face, and I could feel her energy, though vaguely. I think the figure on the right has spiked hair.

WBTB time!

Dream - Lucid

Something about watching some people reenact something from history. It had to do with a huge group of people hiding in this small rectangular area just beneath the ground. It had to do with books or knowledge or something. They were being persecuted. I knew that they were going to die. The persecutors found them and started killing them.

Then, I was in a bedroom, I don't know if it was mine or not, and I was looking through some clothes on the floor. I found some underwear that I hadn't seen in a very long time. I guess I had left it there and forgotten about it. I also saw a pair of sheer black boyshort-style underwear.

I had been wearing, for I don't know how long, all black. I had on black leggings with small bows on the bottom and a black tunic. I was sad or mourning something, hence the all black. I figured that now, though, I should start adding some color back in.

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I was sitting outside somewhere, though I don't know where. I was in a semi-secluded area. I was sitting down by myself, waiting for Austin. I was vaping this weird drug that had something to do with pigs. It was supposed to get you really high. I inhaled some, and it did exactly what it was supposed to do. I was really high. I think there was weed there too that I was smoking.

Austin then came. He had a friend with him I think. We were smoking together. My brother then walked up. I didn't want him to know I was high, but it was so obvious. He seemed disappointed in me.

I then was looking in a bathroom mirror. I was so high that part of my face, the side that was affected by Bell's Palsy five years ago, was sagging a little, and I couldn't move it like I could move the other side of my face.

Then, I was at work at the bakery, still high. I was in the back. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the store manager putting on a hair net and coming back. Crap. He would know I was high. I ran to the very back where the dish sinks are. I looked at one of the sinks to see if I could see my reflection. I did, and saw that my eyes were very red. I hoped he didn't come back and see.

Then it was like Austin and a bunch of his friends lived in this apartment building. They all lived one to an apartment, and they all lived on different floors, but they lived in the apartments directly above and/or below one another so that when they smoked, the smell wouldn't alert a neighbor and they wouldn't get evicted. Something didn't go as planned, however, and they were all getting kicked out. There was a girl named Jessi that I worked with awhile back IWL who lived there too. She was one of Austin's friends in the dream. I wondered if I could live in the apartment with her. I saw her in the apartment. She was wearing all black. Then I couldn't remember if she had killed herself of not.

At some point, I could see on my face that my nose looked pinker and more pig-like. I assumed it was a side-effect of smoking that pig stuff.

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I was looking at all of these boxes of frozen dinners. I had picked one out that was some sort of hamburger dinner. I really wanted to eat it. The others all sounded ok, but this one sounded the best. My brother then came up and he needed it for some reason. I let him have it. He asked if I was sure, and I said yes, I can eat a different one. I was looking at all the others, trying to decide which I wanted. One was a chicken dinner, and there were some different, more plain hamburger dinners as well. I don't remember which one I chose, but I want to say it was the chicken dinner.

I was then walking with my brother out in the driveway of the house we grew up in. He was walking in front of me. I then started thinking about how he was gay, and I wondered if he had come out to one of his other friends who is also gay (my brother is not gay IWL, but his friend really is).

Dream

I'm outside in a neighbour hood street with my Brother and a few mates (Daz and Josh?). I think we stayed overnight, sleeping in an old car. The car looked like it was from the 80's or 90's, maybe an EL?
We made a camp fire near the back of the car. Someone said it was a stupid idea. I'm assuming it's due to the car could possibly catch fire. I begin to throw something over the campfire. I think it may have been petrol.
I'm holding a piece of plastic in my hand and I hold it need the flame but if doesn't light for me straight away, but eventually it catches fire. I thought this was odd.
I walk off to gather some firewood in the neighbourhood. I can see a lot of logs in people's front yard but I assume that they're either too heavy or embedded in the ground. I come across some sticks and begin collecting them.
I make my way back to where the car is and there's a man being aggressive towards us all. I'm unsure why this man is trying to fight us. My friends are fighting him and I coward out and don't help my friends. I keep my distance from the fighting.

I'm now at a house party in the same neighbourhood. The inside of the house is very tight. It consists of a hall way with multiply rooms to the side of it.
I'm at the front room of the house and I can see Carissa Barrete. Her job is being Britney Spears. I also see her Mother who is also talking to me. I think one of them find me attractive and fancy me quite a bit.
I make my way into another room where I see people. I'm trying to find something that belongs to me. Clothes? Someone in the room points out where my clothes are that I've been searching for.
Now I'm in another room, where I can see a screen. It's showing the medalists of the Olympic Games. Notable one is an MMA fighter Marina Shaffer. At the bottom of the screen it shows how much money they make for winning the medal, some higher amounts then others. I have won 2 olympic medals and hope that I get to see myself on the screen, so others are impressed with my success. I hope that maybe someone has recorded the telecast so I can watch over it.

I see my brother through the window next to a car. The car looks a little beat up and not looked after the best. Brother seems to be working on it. I notice that my Dad and a few others are near the car also.
The car bonnet is being held up by a dick. My brother must have two dicks and is using his spare one on his car. I look back at the dick again and notice that it's tripled in thickness. It's the size of a brick.

Dream Fragments

1. I'm sitting at a table with Daryl. I see that he's smoking. I'm a bit surprised by it, cause he's recently giving up smoking. I ask him if he wants the deck of smokes that he told me to hide from him, but he would only use for mixing with weed. He says ok, sure.

2. Dad calls me dumb or uneducated. I agree with him on the basis of mathematics due to my arachnoid cyst troubling me, but insist that I did well when I was younger and symptom free. I tell him that I could do my 1-12 times table no problems. Josh tells me to do them, so I attempt my 4 times tables. I start off decent but start going on reverse as I get higher.

Some friend probally a DC I never knew told me that their is a new Free Game with Gold on Xbox will come out.
Feelings: Happy, Suprised, Worried
Location: My House
Objects: The Phone
People: Me, DC Friend

Another night of frustrated plans, cock-ups and little else...but I've got a idea.

I'll switch from bed to living-room recliner throughout the night...a sort of mix-and-match to combat the pain. I may even slip out of the house at aprox 5.00 am every morning for a quick 15 minute walk. When we move to the coast next year I'll put a single recliner in my bedroom to leave the living room clear for the wife when she gets up.

Finally, right at the last gasp of the morning I had a dream fragment.

"My house" is right on the very edge of a very high escarpment (assumed rather than seen, because a very large van was parked on the edge and blocking the view.) I touched the side of the van but it was so close to the edge I feared I might push it over.

But, to the left, there was a gap between the van and the house and I peered round. I saw a vast river valley. The view was so vivid and so breathtaking. Moving through the valley and up towards me was a huge circular spaceship...mind blowing.

I'll take that as a visual word of encouragement...

DJ Log: June 22, 2014 – 5:45AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

Yay! A quick flying lucid after a long dry spell.

I am climbing a set of open mesh industrial metal stairs when I stop and look at the floor still moving away. This looks kind of strange, so I tell myself that I am dreaming and become lucid. A mild tingling sensation runs through my body and the lighting becomes much brighter in the room. I do a quick nose pinch to double-check before making a jump. I jump up and fly off the stairs and cruise around the room for a bit. I fly around for a little bit, then stop and try to remember the task of the month. I an unable to recall the tasks, so I fly as fast as I can into the window for a scene change. I hit the glass and slowly melt through it like ice cream melting and dripping through a strainer. Once through, I find myself in another room. Wanting to get outside, I turn around and fly into the wall and find that it offers much less resistance than the glass. The scene is outdoors without much detail. I attempt to stabilize for a bit, but I can feel my body laying in bed and the detail of the dream decaying quickly. Still lucid, I focus all of my energy on trying to spin. At first, I cannot move anything and I can feel myself transitioning out of the sleeping state as the dream darkens completely to black. I wake suddenly with a loud pop sound and my hand hits the headboard as I jump awake.

(Note: I completely lost what happened in the beginning. At least I recalled the lucid part.)

DJ Log: September 21, 2013 – 5:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am in the cellar of an old house and there are large chunks missing out of the concrete walls. There are huge spiders loving in the holes. The spiders had beaks on them like a bird. I watched one of the spiders come out of the hole and eat a stink bug.

DJ Log: September 14, 2013 – 8:00AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I'm in a huge 3-story house. It looks like 2 or 3 separate houses which are connected by stairways and hallways. The kitchen area is huge and has a large attached sun room. The door to the sun room is nailed shut. I walk up onto the second floor and see large decks connected by stairways. A guy comes out of a room and invites me in to a party.

DJ Log: September 1 , 2013 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I'm messing around with some kind of demo software on a server and I'm trying to remember exactly what it does. It seems like it runs some kind of data collection. The server is on a table and is all banged up. I remove the cover and see that one of the memory slots has some corrosion on it. I pull the memory card out and half of the card edge is missing. It looks like it just corroded away. I grab my camera and take a couple of pictures of the server internals. The camera is behaving strangely. The auto-focus is not working at all so I put it in manual. After failing at a couple of pictures, I give up.

DJ Log: August 4, 2013 – 7:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

(Note: Do not use voice recorder while driving with windows open in a diesel truck with straight-pipe exhaust. lol)

Walking with my boss and our controller, talking about the office building. We're walking down a hall between rows of cubicles and there is a whiteboard off to the side which has a high-rise building drawn on it. The floors were labeled and the whole 1st floor was mine. One of the other guys had a whole floor to himself too.

DJ Log: July 30, 2013 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I look out the window at what looks like a groundhog in the yard and I want to shoot it. I walk over and pick up my rifle and look through the scope. Looking closer, I can see that it's a cat, not a ground hog, so I decide not to shoot it. I look around through the yard for a bit through the scope and I see what looks like a dog hanging out by the barn. I look to the right a bit and see a bunch of people hangout out around my barn. I put the gun down and turn around to see that there are people walking around in my house. They are preparing the table for dinner. They move a few things off the table set plates down.

Expect a little more activity, here, shortly. Looking to get a little more involved, despite still having a lot of things going on in the waking world.

09/02/2014
Fragment
(Actively tried accomplishing a certain lucid goal last night. I was able to become lucid, but ended up losing most of my memory of the actual dream.)

I remember being in a two-story house; checking my hands at least twice to stabilize the dream; and an altercation with a group of well-dressed, mobster-like goons. At one point, I pinned one of the men down with telekinesis. I had, however, completely forgot to try my lucid goal (which I will give more information on, later).

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I will also be experimenting with a kind of 'totem' (ala Inception, for lack of a better term), for the next few weeks. I have a small item that I will be carrying around with me, during waking life, which I will use to attempt to induce lucid dreams. The item is one half of a pair of "singing magnets". I will be keeping it in my pockets and, periodically, pulling it out to feel it in my hands while asserting that I'm "in a dream", in hopes of incorporating the act into my dreams. This will be combined with carrying the item with me, when I go to bed at night, so that I can have the thought of carrying it fresh in my subconscious mind upon going to sleep.

I like the idea of using a magnet, because they already have surreal physical properties, and I think that toying with it in dreams might make for some pretty interesting effects. Looking forward to reporting any experiences, once I'm able to disclose a little more information about the project.

Probably because I had been thinking of the "Expecto Patronum" TOTM before bed, during one scene in a long sequence of NLDs, there appeared a phoenix resembling the one kept by Dumbledore.

NLD: I was standing outdoors talking to three men (random DCs, no resemblance to anyone from WL). At one point I noticed a very large bird flying overhead, crimson and crested, and recognized it as a phoenix. I thought this was a remarkable thing to see, so I lifted my right hand in the air as a gesture of acknowledgment and welcome.

The phoenix turned began diving toward me. What would happen if it touched my hand? I momentarily worried that it might choose that moment to burst into flames, consuming me. But I kept my hand up to see what would happen, and the phoenix flew right over my head, just low enough that my fingers grazed its soft belly feathers.

I felt honored and delighted by this contact, so when it turned for another pass I kept my hand elevated, and it happened again. When it turned for a third pass, I wondered if it would be okay if I switched hands: would changing the pattern scared it off? I raised my left hand, and it flew down to gently graze that one too.

As it readied itself for a fourth pass, I began to suspect there must be something deliberate about its actions. What was it doing? I had the impression that it was trying to protect us. But what sort of protection could be imparted this way? "Fire resistance," I thought, and in another simultaneous scene, as though the dream had split into two concurrent but disconnected spaces, I was consulting the new D&D Player's Handbook I had been browsing in an earlier dream sequence, looking up the rules on fire resistance. How much FR might we get from touching a phoenix? +1? +2? Total protection?

Meanwhile, in the main scene, the phoenix was turning for a fourth dive. "Touch it," I instructed the others, so they would be protected too. Why was the phoenix trying to protect us in this way? Were we in danger of some immanent conflagration?

Still no good lucidity, but having some nice NLD's to know my recall is still decent.

I normally don't like to dream about video games I play or have played, and in recent months, I've been playing fewer and fewer for the sake of lucid dreaming. But they still come back to haunt me sometimes.
At the very least they are interesting dreams about video games.

I am having a Pokemon battle with another trainer. We were in a forest type setting and the sky is dark with storm clouds swirling around us and the occasional lightning strike occurring. The dream was actually quite vivid, the pokemon looked about as realistic as they could.
The battle is taking place in 'real life' but there are these holographic windows appearing above our Pokemon showing what level they are and their HP, looking like the ones from the old Gameboy games.
Anyways, I have a Bulbasaur, Level 5. I think it was, and the trainer that I am fighting was a boy who kind of looked like Ash from the show, and has a Zigzagoon, Level 4. (So these were some old Pokemon from when I was a boy.) We are fighting just like in the game, single turn moves. It feels like we are just starting out. Both of our pokemon seem to have a lot of health because I neither of us are taking out very much HP.
The battle drags on for quite awhile. I repeatedly tell my Bulbasaur to use Razor Leaf, but because of the fierce winds, and the fact that it is a low-level pokemon, it has a hard time aming and most of the leaves fly past. I think one of them hit the trainer I was fighting by accident.

... I am at the end of the 'Game' now in Pokemon. This part of the dream was considerably less vivid. I have a team of six high level Pokemon, including a Garydos and my Bulbasaur is now a Venusaur and the most important member of my team. For some reason I am letting the Garydos go back and live in the sea. The area I am in has these really dramatic cliffs and rock pillars jutting out of the sea and there is supposedly some shortcut that will take me back to the first town in the game so that I can go home.
My Garydos takes one last look at me and then dives into the sea. I think that I was letting it go because it had always been wild at heart, and didn't really enjoy fighting for me. And since I had beaten the masters, I had no need to keep it anymore.
The Venusaur who I guess in the group had a rivalry with my Garydos is out of his pokeball to say goodbye to his friend/enemy. Afterwards, without returning my Venusaur, I start walking towards a cave that I think is the shortcut back to my home. The Venusaur followed me.

I was in the world of Minecraft, and some really epic storyline was playing out about a lost civilization. I can recall that there was this huge canyon, hundreds of blocks deep, beyond the capabilities of rendering in standard Minecraft, with wooden structures into it. The structures looked to have been greifed with big holes in the sides of buildings and then overgrown with vines and trees.
I attempted to jump down, in steps, making safe drops and allowing my health to regenerate before jumping even lower, but after walking off onto one of the structures, the wooden planks broke where I landed, and I continued falling faster through all of the floors of the structure taking small amounts of damage each time I hit something and broke it.
After falling for like a whole minute, I finally made it to the bottom of the canyon and died.
I re-spawned and was really high above this big flat area made out of some unrecognizable red block. There was no way down, just small platforms and what not to break my fall. I jump off here onto the first wooden platform and fell through, landing on a stone one below it. I had only 1/2 heart of health left. Somebody else is there who is playing on the server, but somehow their minecraft avatar looks like a real person. They tell me that this is a challenge that they set up on their server.

I am with K's brother at some seafood place by a small lake in the mountains. He and I are going on some kind of cross-country vacation in this crappy green station wagon that's filled with all our luggage.

I'm finally beginning to stabilize my sleeping patterns again and go to bed on time, dream recall is returning. Went to bed around 2 am.

I do not remember the first part of the dream. What I do remember is that there were a group of friends, some of them I know from very far back at camp, one girl that went to my high school. Another one was a recent co worker, the group of friends were more popular than I was in high school, so I don't know I guess I was afraid to approach them. Afraid to be rejected I guess sums up what my high school experience was like. I had come back to an old job to eat some free food (I couldn't get it there now for free if I wanted) except each piece of food I had there was something horribly wrong with it. The room was a lot bigger and had a lot more tables, I was sitting near the entrance and talking to a girl, whom I do not remember her details. Then another girl sat down next to her and tried to start talking to us as if she was desperate, the first girl left, and I didn't really care so I just continued talking to the desperate girl. I noticed a big clump of hair in my fries so I just threw it out. I went back into the kitchen to talk to everyone and the manager said no more free food. We told a few jokes and I left out the front door, there was a decently sized crowd out there for some reason. I saw the group of friends and I decided to just walk to the parking lot before they noticed me. They had confused me for my friend Tommy and I was a decently far amount away and they yelled Tommy! two times before giving up, I had just decided to keep walking. When I got into the parking lot I ran into a few people I knew getting into their cars. I had gotten to my car and my mom was waiting for me, she was in a cast and had apparently broken her knee and ankle, and her wrist on the other side. I asked what happened and she was explaining it to me then I woke up.

After I did wake up I had learned that one of my mothers friends had died of a heart attack, maybe it was some sort of message.