dream fragment

February 23, 2013

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I had a childhood friend who, when ever he got excited or worried or had some other strong emotional response to something, would get super strong, but if he used too much strength, he would go berserk and forget who he was. He would be uncontrollable and unstoppable. Unless I stripped him and then kissed him, apparently. Oh lawdy. I think what was going on was that I would give him my energy and it was a calming energy.

We were both working in this huge building made of glass. It was a surreal place with lots of suspended floors and pillars. Some of the glass was see through, but some of it was reflective, creating a really optically illusory space that confused anyone who didn't know where they were. There was a sort of disaster like an earthquake, which made a lot of the building break; there was also some sort of evil genius who was trying to find my childhood friend in order to get him to go berserk and destroy everything. People were dying all over the place because of glass shards all over the place and missing floors you couldn't see.

I went to find my childhood friend because I knew he would be in a bad state. When I found him he was getting ready to smash someone's head in. I didn't reach him in time to save that person, but I reached him and started tearing off his clothes while sobbing. He was trying to get at someone else and hit me in the process, but then I kissed him to fix him, and I swear it turned into an orgy then. It's embarrassing, but that's how it happened: We started making out and he started to take off my clothes as people gathered around to watch. It was so strange that people were watching as if it were nothing.

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A second dream I had that night was much different:
I was with my brothers, who will forevermore be known as Bob and Erik, at a restaurant in some little town in the middle of nowhere. We were visiting some family friends, and my mom was going to come meet us at the restaurant and pay for the meal, since we had no money. WE knew the people who owned the reastaurant, a bit, so when mom didn't get there after a few hours, we sat outside the building to wait for her, so the owners wouldn't think we were dining and dashing. By the time she did get there, after many unanswered calls and texts from us as well as from dad who had joined us but didn't have his wallet to pay, it was already lunch time and so we ate there again for lunch.

My mom and I were sitting at a separate table from the boys, and we braided each others' hair for some reason. I believe I had a salmon but I can't remember what she ordered.

By the time dinner rolled around, everyone wanted to eat there AGAIN but I refused to eat in the same place three times in one day, and woke up.

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After falling back asleep for half an hour, I had a fragmented dream about being with my family in a huuuuuge metal dumpster-shaped enclosure. There were rooms and hallways all along the walls of the enclosure, and I remember climbing a ladder in one of the corners until we reached about half-way up, and stepped out onto a ledge overlooking everything. From there, we went on a jog around the perimeter of it, but I woke up after a minute or two of running.

[[ Note to self: It seems that many of my dreams have spoken words, but no actual dialogue. Like... I know what people are saying, but they rarely actually say it in the dreams. ]]

January 22, 2013

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My middle-school orchestra teacher, I'll call her Mrs. Thomson, was organizing a reunion for my year's orchestra. We were going to play a song that she'd composed for us for a reunion concert; I didn't learn the music. I went to the concert completely unprepared and messed up big time, but people still liked the concert.

Jasmine, whom I actually met in middle-school Orchestra because we both played Viola, was there of course, and her mom was too. Her mom made me chocolate coffee with noodles in it, and it was surprisingly good (note to self: Try this some time, see if Dream Kestrel has good taste buds).

A fragment of the same dream I remembered was playing Fire Emblem: Awakening, and battling two new characters to obtain them. These two new characters ended up falling in love in my game, but there was another male character who was in love with the new female character... But she loved the other new one, and so the other guy was depressed and lost all his battles. It was apparently the birthday of the new guy's, so we threw him a party!

December 05, 2013

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This one's mostly fractions. (I'm copying some more recent dreams into my DJ here; the ones I put into the notes on my iPhone. It's usually the closest thing at hand when I wake up and want to record a dream)


I was with my roommate, who I'll call Kristin. We were in a shop at a mall with strange, wavy white floors. We were on the second floor, and apparently the store had no stairs, so to get to the floor below, shoppers had to jump from displays to display until they were at the ground level. It was like a giant jungle-gym inside the store. We had asked an attendant how to get down, and she had looked at us like we were stupid while she explained all of this.



The other thing I remembered was being in a fantasy world. I was in the bathroom with the group I had gone to Germany with. We were doing something in the bathroom, but I can't remember what it was. I noted that it was "NOT DRUGS."
We all separated and Zukin and I met back up in a large room with lots of people in it, and then went to find one of the group, who I'll call Rick.


That's all I remembered from this dream when I woke up from it, and honestly I don't remember much of the second part now.

The dreams I had last night were the first I recorded and I hope that explaining them this way will train my subconscious to be aware of dreaming. I don't quite understand the technicalities so excuse the vague language. I didn't have a pleasant dream last night and I know it wasn't at all lucid because I was definitely cast in the role of the victim where things happen at me.
I had returned home from university but there was a school event I needed to go to, looking back this doesn't make sense at all, anyway that added pressures of the very everyday that seemed to have heightened importance; finding a pair of matching socks, not spilling cups of coffee, making sure plans don't clash. I remember very stressful situations, two members of my family were in my bedroom and seemed to take up all of the space which made me anxious. Then I went to a theatre type space, very large and crowded with many members of the audience heckling the person on the stage. The events was over and people started petering out of the room until only a few were left. I left the room and then there was a corridor with stairs going down different levels which I started descending the stairs and I remember hearing a very large man following me. He was singing so I could hear how close he was behind me. I remember running down, and this is how I know I was not in control, because it was almost as if my legs weren't moving the way I wanted to, I could feel myself willing them on but also my senses were blurred and I couldn't see but still hear this man's singing and feel him getting closer. I reached the door to the front row of the lecture theatre where I knew people, and safety, would be, but he caught my foot as soon as I was in the room and I was suspended up in the air at that very moment. Then I woke up.
I wouldn't say this was a nightmare but then I don't really know what makes a nightmare. It was a very pressurized, terrifying dream and when I woke up it was unsettled. I'd really like to be able to have reality checks in those kinds of environments so I can make decisions and do cool stuff, but I would also like to have greater sensual awareness because I do feel the scariest part was the dislocation of not being able to see at all. Moreover, I don't normally get anxious when I'm in large crowds, and I welcome people into my room rather than feeling that they are invading it. Sometime I feel like the person in my dreams is completely different from myself.

Dream Fragment
I don't recall much other than the environment was like a top down, 2D castle maze that I was moving through. And the whole time, I kept hearing South Park's Cartman screaming "GO, KINGS! GO!"

I woke up a little annoyed. I felt a sense of urgency in the dream and hearing that over and over was really irritating.

The first dream is a blur. All I remember is my mom and myself looking at a cat lying outside our window. He fell, but we heard him land on his feet. Another, smaller cat came up to us afterward.

I was half in a video game and half in real life. I was on a trip somewhere with my class. A couple of things happened. I rode a tiger in third person. When the trip ended, we had to go home on a boat, but it was a bunch of platforms that came one at a time. While I was waiting, I started singing "Drunken Sailor" and a few people joined in. Eventually, everyone was singing and dancing, but my feet kept acting like they do in dreams and didn't do what I wanted them to do.

Okay, so everytime I witness or have a scary feeling, I do RC's, I think that's my dream sign. The dream started out as me looking out a window, only to see a zombie, it looked very vivid and scary, it was my first zombie dream, that actually showed one so I was very scared. I instantly thought dreaming, I was thinking "this seems like a dream" so I pinched my nose and sure enough I was, I started walking around, looking at stuff.. I'm not sure where I was but I was in a house, a random house. I remember thinking "This is my longest lucid dream yet" And just walking around, I'd say it was about 45 seconds. That's all I remember but I think I lost lucidity.

.../something about a film played backwards/...

.../I'm with some friends sleeping all together in a room. I want to do something with a piece of wood. There's a little girl sleeping and we don't want to wake her up. Something about a magnet. We go back to sleep/...

.../We're running in couples with a kid. My wife moves forward/...

An earlier semi-lucid fragment - I'd been riding in a car someone else was driving, they took a turn much too fast and swung wildly into the next lane, and I was thinking to myself with some annoyance about how ridiculous dream driving can be sometimes.

There's two women locked up in a circular stone room with no apparent doors and a ceiling so high it can't be seen, like a well or a small tower. I get the impression they're a couple. They're both blonde, one with darker hair and wearing purple, the other with hair so light it's almost white. Hovering around the one in purple is this sort of little glowing gold ball; she's leaning towards the other one, who's unconscious, but who starts to softly glow when that glowing ball gets close to her. They're rescued by people who break through the wall - an old woman and several people I think of as Hunters who've been doing something with a fountain in the center of the room on the other side of the wall. The old woman looks at the hovering glowing ball and calls to the Hunters. "Got one more for you - two!" she adds when she sees that the unconscious woman is also glowing. As they get both the women free, the woman lifts this fancy white horn and says to the woman in purple, "It's yours." And then she quotes a riddle or poem or something similar that led them to this horn - "With the wit, the way." Wit turns out to have been a pun on wet, something to do with that fountain in the other room, and it's those two women locked up who'd figured it out.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's a man trapped inside something like an enormous hourglass, tied to a chair in the bottom half. It's slowly filling with this black liquid. I'm following this from the POV of a man outside the hourglass, watching. This is something like a form of brainwashing - the man in the hourglass is on the other side of some conflict, and a serious threat, and we're turning him to our side. But as a 3rd person observer, I'm aware this is going to backfire; we seriously underestimated how insane that man was to begin with, so making him loyal to us doesn't actually mean he won't still be a threat to us.

Still as that same character who'd been watching the hourglass, I leave the room and go to meet a woman I work with for lunch. But just before we start eating, someone bursts in and stops us - the food's been drugged, something connected to that man I'd left in the hourglass. We leave with that person who burst in, and as we walk he's saying, "We all talk about the war, but does anyone remember what it was about?" We don't. He explains something to do with Skins - the gold or silver markings on our skin that remind the 3rd person observer side of me a little of circuits. Mine are gold, the woman I'm working with has silver; in earlier times, we'd have been on opposite sides of the war. We find this an uncomfortable concept.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm a young man walking around our castle at night with a girl from a visiting family. We're supposed to get married sometime in the next year or so if negotiations keep going well. Neither of us are supposed to be out of bed right now, but we both were sneaking around on our own and happened to meet up. Right now we're hiding behind a door, watching the leaders of our families talking in the next room. I'm thinking that the colors they're wearing make them both look like they're part of the same family; my family's colors are red, gold and black, but right now our patriarch's only wearing black, except for the sword pin at his throat, which I think of as "hardly red at all" - a dark red, nearly black.

There are two women sneaking around a castle at night. They'd been intending to escape and then come back when the vampires are asleep and destroy them, but they've just now realized that the vampires never sleep; and on top of that, they've just realized that one of the vampire women here is the exact same woman written about in Quincey's journal. Reading this journal is the thing that made them realize their hosts were some kind of monsters - they don't know very much about vampires at all except what they've read in this journal. So it's a shock to discover that the women in this castle don't age or die, and the idea that the monster in Quincey's journal still exists makes them feel like they can't win. At some point Ephesia is mentioned, a woman's name, though I can't remember whose. One of them suggests giving up on their plan, since it seems hopeless, and tries to convince herself that becoming one of them wouldn't be so bad.

While trying to stay awake, but falling asleep every 30 seconds...

~I'm standing in Brennans pub, filling up a cup with soda from the fountain. I notice a girl is standing nearby.

~I'm standing up, holding a giant blue freeze pop over my head, dripping the tasty juice into my mouth. Once drained, I push it up and bite a chunk off.

~I'm looking down at the frisbee I'm holding in my hands

~I'm walking past the electrical engineering lab doorway, and look inside to see a table in the first room up against the wall.

~I'm walking around outside, it's sunny out, I hear birds chirping, and see some fly past me.

~I see David wearing a green jacket, a bandanna type hat, and dreads, he's smiling.

~I'm walking past one of the physics buildings, with my right hand out stretched, feeling the bushes pass underneath it as I go by. It's dark out, but the road to my left is well lit by the lights.

~I see a blue, red, white, gray, and pink, spiral pattern slowly spinning in a glitteringly black background.

~I see a streak / flash, sort of like lightning, only more colorful, and in a completely black background.

After each one, I wrote down what I could right away. If I waited more than a few seconds, I would forget what the dream was about. None lasted longer than 2 seconds.

Two parts to this dream.

In the first part there is something to do with mini go-karts or remote controlled cars in a forest. Also a four room building where people rotate through the rooms or something.

Second part takes place in a city that's been destroyed, but I do not know by what. People are scrambling for supplies to survive. There is one train that runs through the center of town. I don't know where it goes but it frequently hits people crossing the tracks or people commit suicide by standing in front of it. I don't know where the terminal is because it never stops, even when it hits someone.

The buildings are mostly destroyed or empty and many people have gathered together in groups for survival, often attacking other groups to steal their supplies. I am on my own and every day I am afraid of being attacked or killed. One day two men armed with electric drills try to attack me but I am able to disarm them and get away. I run into a large building and find a doctor (A Middle Eastern man with white hair and a white goatee) there who is helping anyone he can and has a small shop where he lets people underpay for many things. Most of the food however is gone. His volunteers find crates of Kraft Dinner and Mr. Noodle Ramen and I trade a small green pencil and the promise of being a volunteer later for one of each. I have to argue with a Chinese looking lady at first, who I think is the doctor's whife, who wants to give me a small fist size ball of rice for the small amount of money I have, because she doesn't want to give me the boxes of food.

I set out from that place with my food hidden inside a garbage bag and forget my shoes and have to go back for them. It is dark and I don't know how I am going to get home in the dark and alone without being robbed or killed. Dream ends after I leave the doctor's store and head out into the darkness of the destroyed city.

.../My wife and kids are queuing up at the stadium/...

.../It's sort of a Punk concert in front of children under 5 y.o. dressed in colorful clothing. The older one looks like 3 y.o. One of them stage dives and falls really bad. His leg gets stuck close to his head. I'm the only adult there and dressed in black. I want to wear some colored clothing. I notice I'm wearing blue jeans. That's good/...

.../Underlining words in a newspaper/...

Fragment 1- I gotta pee.

I was in my house, and I had to pee. I went into the bathroom, and my dad was showering. I thought, am I dreaming? I realized I was, but I forgot to stabilize it, so by the time I phased through the wall, I faded.

EDIT- The Lost Fragment!

I was playing Family Guy: The Quest for Stuff. That was it.

Fragment 2- K.K. Frillard

I was in a shady, grimy city. I was looking for Dr. Frillard. I ran to his house, I jumped up some spikes, and I opened his door. K.K. Slider was on the Shrink couch, lying down. He told me he had nothing to give me, so I ran off.

Main Dream- Her

I was an ugly guy in a restaraunt. I died, and I was told I was going to hell.
I ran off, and I time warped years back. Thus began a cycle when I met a girl and fell in love with her. One year at a time, I would go to her party. When we were 3, an angel told me I could go to heaven, but I said I would start over right here.

Fragment 3- This should have been obvious.'

I was in a zeppelin trying to WILD, while chanting I will HAVE a LUcid DREAM. I woke up then.

.../I'm in a familiar dreamscape which is composed by lot of rooms connected with each other. I get to an elevator and see a rough graffiti of a black cat on it's interior when the doors open. I got scared because of it's a known weird place in WL/...

.../I get a package with my new cap a second time. I show my fellow cousin how it was the first time and I try to reproduce the same sequence. I remember the package box. Apparently there was some mistake at the store. The delivery guy looks like a reggae hip hop artist. We are in my grand parents old house. My cousin likes the cap, it is slightly different than the first one. I try on the old one. I see it's deteriorated. The dream scenario changes to my cousin's parents house where I lived for a while before the university. His brother argues with my unfriendly aunt. Once again I live the whole situation. I take the phone and start recording something there before I call. Their older brother hangs up the phone telling me that I should be more respectful or some. I go out and find my fellow cousin out there. His brother goes away pulling a small rolling suitcase. My unfriendly aunt yells something but he shuts her up saying he will go no matter what. I see him walking down the street thinking to my self "he did it again". He still has long hair/...

* Alarm clock went off. I almost fell asleep again before going to work. I remembered that at the bus stop and wrote down some notes on the bus.
* I didn't remember about the package box until I dreamed about it.

Nap after work:

.../A woman with a beehive hairstyle gets closer and slaps my knee, telling me "You will be the Nacky"...

.../I'm putting some things into place, getting stressed because of there's no more time left when the fake artist comes to say me I have to take it easy/...

* I know there was a lot of activity although I cannot remember but the last few seconds before waking up.

8/19/14

Working today from home, after running some chores in the morning. Got so sleepy, because last night woke up around 2am, couldn't sleep till 3.

So I fell asleep on the sofa very fast.

DR
I'm at WL work, only place looks different, more warehouse like. We are moving boxes around with merchandise. Our director is talking on the PA system, telling us what to do. It's 5pm, time to clock out, but she is telling us more things to do. We are pissed and trying to figure out how to do it. Something is hidden in the box. We are talking with a friend of mine.