dream fragment

.../I go downstairs of a house where we live. The ground floor is a huge cavern and I get lost looking for something. It's all dark and I want to turn on some light. The ceiling is high above my head. I find a corner with a light switch. I turn it on and I see a light has turned on somewhere but it's difficult to see because of my hair falls on my face. I remember somebody told me about a big spider inhabiting this place. I want to get back upstairs to our room. I try to free my view but it's a mass of hairs in front of my eyes. I hardly find the stairs and go up, hoping not to find that big spider. I don't know how big could it be, when I feel some spider web falling on my face. I think it could be just my hair. Finally I get to our room. The door is a closet which doors are made of glass. I have to open them with a little key to get in. A soft moon light get through the windows, I see some shadows in the corridor. My wife gently sleeps on the bed. I cannot close the lock when I see a spider which body is the size of a basket ball, running along the hallway. It gives me the creeps, I want to close the damn door but its lock seems to be broken/...

* The dream is abruptly interrupted by one of my kids
* I consider that as a nightmare because of the uncomfortable feelings.

.../It's night. I'm walking on the streets close to the informal market, playing with my shadow on the lines of the slabs. I'm hearing the song Black Sabbath playing on the background while someone tells something about the band/...

* Alarm went off. I know there was more but unfortunately I wasn't able to remember more...

.../I see the dream in 3rd person. There's a gang lead by 3 guys who have the worse behavior. The others just follow them without thinking. They are sort of a extreme-right wing party. We (a bunch of nerds) are living in a room next to their place of reunion. One of the leaders commands the troop to fire our room by incinerating their wall first and then he goes out with the other 2. I see it's a stupid idea what they are about to do. The lower ranked guys start to fire their wall, it burns all. They want to spread the fire from their side to ours, but they start having problems with the fire in their own room first. I think if we help them to solve that problem they will follow us. We help them to extinguish the fire using pancakes. Now they are on our side/...

.../It's twilight. I'm following a dark cat which shows me some secret things buried on the ground. Something about a gold ring/...

* Alarm clock went off
* I lost many dreams because of I went late to bed. I wasn't able to wake up after them to take some notes.

* Nap after work:

.../I'm walking with my older daughter on another recurrent dreamscape street. There's a group of women walking in front of us. I notice one of them looks like one of my relatives. I tell my daughter she's my cousin, then she recognize us. We give us a hug. The street ends on the top of some escalators. Her parents get there from the lower platform. I have to confirm the other kid's flight ticket. She's at home, we are going to pick her up. She has to flight back tomorrow, otherwise I have to think when could it be. My uncles invite us to lunch in a good restaurant. I explain them we have to pick the little one first and I have to think for the new flight day/...

.../I'm playing pool. I didn't know I have improved so much my game. I'm playing pool like a pro, I'm surprised! The balls look a little bit older. The cue looks like a scratched long wooden stock. I don't care, I love the game. I fail a ball, it's not a problem because of I'm playing alone and try it again. I put my hand deep in the pocket to take the balls back and try again. I perform a lot of very good tricks, I'm amazed! There are lot of tables in the hall. I'm next to a wall. Two guys are playing on the other side. I miss two balls out of the table. They roll where the other guys are playing. One of them kick them back. I thank him/...

* I've started to draw fast sketches of the scenes again.

I had a dream that my family and I were traveling to some sort of event (it may have been the Kentucky Derby or some wine tasting sort of thing). The place at which we arrived was composed of rolling hills and vineyards as far as the eye could see. I'm a bit hazy on the order of the events, but i can remember that I traveled down into an underground shoppe beneath the rolling hills (sort of like a Hobbit home). It was rather quaint and had many strange items which appeared hand made and wooden in nature. There was only one other person in the shoppe besides me: a young woman with brown hair who was running the place it seemed. It is strange in dreams how you can possess an inexplicable attraction to a simple projection of your subconscious; such was the case in this dream of mine. I was drawn to her, and for some unknown reason, I felt the need to speak with an Irish accent to her. Somehow, I was convinced that this would attract her to me, and it did. We kissed and embraced and so forth. (It was so strangely vivid, and i can recall my emotions in the dream almost perfectly still. I imagine this vividness was due to my rather large consumption of apple juice before going to bed that night.) The last thing I remember about the dream was my sisters, who were digging in a part of the underground shoppe for some unknown reason. That's about all I can remember. Isn't it amazing how wonderfully random and creative dreams can be? It seems you can't consciously make this stuff up. So beautiful, one of the mysteries of life.

So how the dream starts I'm in a confuse false awaking before I fall asleep then wen I sleep I wake up in a dream yet the clarity an clairvoyance sometimes isn't as powerful as my past sleep states not to say that I know I'm dreaming or not I notice my surrounding a little more crisp than what they usual are as the dream continue on I notice I'm going thru Dream transformation yet I'm not. Human while I sleep I see thru the eye of a blue eye monkey so while I struggle with lucidity to sustain my dream form I have a non-lucid transformation trying to get the clarity of a lucid being if I don't become lucid enough thru the first transformation I then induce a lucid consistent trance where I try an confused my non lucid mind into thinking I'm still trap in a dream state that I could fall in an out of sleep into while strengthen my lucidity with each dream transformation the trance lucid form of myself as a blue eye monkey become stronger an my lucidity also heightens taking. Me thru a new plane of Hi.

.../It's twilight time. No lights outside. I went out home but must get back, I forgot something. 3 guys are walking close in a suspicious attitude. I keep my distance, they don't look too friendly. I don't want to walk in front of them. I see them changing direction in a crossroad. I get to the door, open it and get in. In the corridor, there are 2 doors to get into the apartment. My cousin's wife opens the door which connects to the kitchen, I prefer to use the other one that leads to the living room. I have a bag in my hand, I let it on the floor. There's something about their daughter/...

* That apartment is an old recurrent dreamscape

.../I see a friend of mine from my elementary school times. He's older now and takes part in a sport event with other students from his new school. They are formed in lines wearing sport uniforms in white and light blue. I remember he had a little sister. I remember he was the only one who could help me stop crying when I squeezed my finger with a tree trunk when we were little kids. I think I should say he acted like an angel/...

* From time to time I tend to remember in dreams, people who I don't see since a very long time. I don't know if I'm going to see them again but in dreams.

.../I'm at the bottom of some long stairs. I'm wearing my folk dance custom of a devil. It's the second day of the party. I'm with a DC who is a mixture of my wife and an ex-girlfriend. She helps me to push a mountain bike I'm riding to go up. In the middle of the stairs we meet a friend of mine who greets her with a kiss in each cheek and one in the lips. I pretend to ignore it. He asks me if there was something wrong. I say him I just didn't like that. There's nobody else from the group at the top of the stairs. Apparently we are the first people to get there. We walk around. It's twilight time...

* Alarm clock went off.
* The DC mixture appears from time to time, she didn't like it when I told her it was a dream once.
* I'm still trying to find a proper timing and a structure to fit my daily activity.

* Not much time to spend on writing, like running behind a train in motion...

.../I've received part of my custom. I look it with interest, the pants are black with gold lines. There's something new that I like. I'm thinking about the new method I'm gonna take the pictures this year/...

.../I'm wondering why a friend of mine didn't come to visit us. His mother say something about me, using it as an example/...

.../I have an almost empty bottle of ketchup in my hand. I realize my hands are dirty. I want to clean them but I have to wait until I get home. It's Saturday on a recurrent dream scape, the informal market. I see a lot of native people from this town.

.../Something about a VHS/...

The first dream I had I woke up at my work before it was bought out by another company. The power was out so we couldn't do anything so I was just in the back room. All of a sudden my family doctor tells me to come with him. I thought that this was weird but followed him into a van where there was two other people and a weird chair. He wanted me to take some weird meds so they could record my dreams. I complied. The first dream in a dream I don't remember that well. It was something weird though. The second started with a girl taking me to the back room of a strip club. Once there we talked and flirted for a bit and eventually had sex. I ended up waking up in the van with the doctor saying something about a wrong dose of meds and that it should have only kept me asleep for about a day and not a week. They where arguing about why it would last longer. I tried to say that I was ok but I soon realized that I couldn't talk or move. As far as they where concerned I was still out so I decided to fall back asleep. When I woke up I was in the strip club again with the same girl snuggling next to me. Another girl walked in and started to talk to me. After a little bit of talking to both of them the first girl asked how my first time was. I mis-perceived the question and gave a future date where we could do it. She got really upset and walked of. The other girl asked me why I said that because she really liked me. My response was that this is all a dream and I though that was a separate dream. She looked like she understood and said even so you should have thought about your answer a little more. She went to go explain to the other girl. After a while they began to come back and I woke up (irl).

God forbid I use the roads
My recollection of this dream was a lot better when I woke up, but since I woke up at 2 am I was too tired to write it all down in detail. What I remember is:

I'm walking/wading/swimming on the banks of a pond, holding on to trees a bit thicker than my arm to keep balance. This is all in an attempt to reach the other side of the pond, and I don't know why that's my goal. All I know is that I am in Stephen King's "The Stand" universe, or at the very least the plague is gripping wherever I happen to be. I come upon a kid with brown hair, a bowl cut, wearing glasses, and he's pale. The typical protagonist of an 80's family comedy. He's going the opposite direction as me, and falls into the water (which is brownish, muddy, whatever you like best, dear reader). At this point I realize the water is very warm, lukewarm almost. Very pleasant, actually. As he's trying to pass me he falls into the water, and me, being the optimist that I am, comfort him with the fact that the water is warm, at least. What happens next is lost to me, although I have a fuzzy memory of being on a concrete dock, and seeing some living thing falling over, probably succumbing to the plague.

What I remember next is a famous African American woman, a singer, being forced to sing for somebody, I believe on tv. This singer, I believe, was ella Fitzgerald or Billie Holiday, but I'm not entirely sure. At the end of her song, the camera zooms onto her nose and neck, bot of which are blackening (a symptom of "Captain Trips").

That's all, there was another dream between when I fell back to sleep and woke up again, but I didn't bother to write it down and have forgotten it.

.../There's a beautiful woman in front of a class explaining on a map, something about human migration. I add something I know about mongoloid people and the settlement of the Americas. Although it doesn't fit in the map, it looks distorted. I end saying that this is not confirmed yet. We have still 20 minutes, then we are going to draw some on a paper/...

.../I'm lying on a bed I realize my wife is on a bed close to mine sleeping together with our older daughter. I want to have some fun with my wife. I wake up and go to her side and kiss her. Things get a little bit warm...

* Alarm goes off

* Nap after work:

.../I'm wearing a black necktie with white spots/...

.../I little aggressive dog and his owner, a huge woman. The dog tries to bite me, she's scared, I don't care/...

.../We are on a car and I want to send an envelope into the erotic postbox. I ask a native guy to help me but we miss the corner where the postbox is. He doesn't have idea and I don't want him to send the letter in the wrong postbox/...

I have multiple False Awakenings and Lucid dreams all of the time.. One weird thing that happens during any type of False Awakenings that I have is:

I will realize that I am dreaming in the dream, and I will tell myself to wake up.. Then, if I try hard enough to wake up, I feel this pulling sensation.. It's almost like my soul is being ripped out of my body.. That's the best way that I can explain it... Usually, when I feel that crazy sensation, I wake up..


I either wake up into another dream, or I will wake up for real.. It's nuts.. I read somewhere that someone else has experienced the "pulling sensation." Nobody that I know personally has experienced something like that.. I was glad to read online today that I'm not the only one, and not crazy. Lol. In fact, I think that I read about that person's experience on here, but I can't find it again...

Walking around a lake, trying not to get in the water, I fall in as a nearby building violently implodes. Unphased, I swim to the bottom and walk on the sand down there. My friend joins me in this aqua-blue colored land. There are a few underwater plants, and some rocks, but mostly sand. We approach a hill, climbing up to an underwater cliff face. Before we get too close, a giant crab monster, twice the size of me jumps out at us, and shoots energy bubbles at us, while trying to pinch us in half! I dodge the attacks as best as I can, while my friend creates a psychonetic shield around himself, rendering him invulnerable to the crab beast. I notice it is quiet after the chaos, and that my friend has slain the crab monster while I was busy staying alive.

Walking over to its corpse once again, my friend summons the soul energy out of the body, looks at it for a moment, and then draws the light-mass into himself through his mouth, and flexes his muscles. "Holy sh!t" I think as I start to worry that he will kill me to absorb my energy as well. But soon thereafter, the spirit energy returns to the crab corpse, still lifeless, and I realize that this isn't Highlander, and my friend is currently unable to eat the souls of those he kills to grow stronger.

We continue walking out of the lake, and into a grocery store where we split up.

* Not much time to think about it...

...I see a 3D animation of a cross-section of the body of a bull, and what happens with it during bullfighting...
...some aluminum cans and bottles are set on a little mound, ready for shooting...

.../I'm in my grandparents house and realize the gas valve was not closed in the kitchen. I hold my breathing to getn in and close it. I hope nobody turns a light on. It looks like it was open the whole night. I open the windows to clean the air...

.../Multimillionaire people in the news that controlled what happened to be said on the other side of the hemisphere...

.../I'm with the musician who composes folk songs and we worked together for the carnivals on the year 2011. There's a kid who cannot play some piece of music. Now they are working on a new project. I bring my acoustic guitar that is broken. I want to participate too. I hear the melody and start to figuring out how does it goes on the guitar. I get to play the melody. It's interesting but the kid doesn't want to play it because of he thinks it will mark him for life. I know there's something wrong in his statement although I don't realize what is it, then I try to explain that it's a matter of the carnivals and of course he will remember that as a good experience. It would be worse to remember that he lost that opportunity! The song is a sort of tribute to a guy who exceptionally played the quena. I see and hear him playing that "r" sound in a quena. I remember a fake artist who refused to collaborate in a project and lost his opportunity because of his vanity, then I use his example to explain the kid that he shouldn't be afraid of participating in the project/...

* I woke up with the melody in my head and write it down...

...a beggar's bed on the stairs of the house...

.../I'm in my school bathrooms. The kids have made a nasty mess up around. I let the water flow to clean some of it/...

.../My glasses are broken and I give them to somebody who wants to explain something in front of a class. I see there's dirt on one of the lenses. I pick them back to clean it. We talk about something and she says: Does it still work?

* Alarm clock goes off

...Let's go walking, let them go...

Goal: At the very least, better dream recall

Last night's dream: I only remember one tiny snippet, which was a friend of mine saying "you should shave" while waving to her upper lip.

Personally, I don't think I need to shave

I don't recall too much from this dream, but I don't remember most of the lucid part.

The dreams starts with me coming into a grocery store of some sort. My friends and are just roaming around the store, and not much happens. I recall sitting down somewhere, and as I'm sitting I realize that I'm dreaming. I get up and start to walk around the store some more. I take in all the scenery, and I'm glad to see ADA is still making my dreams look and feel a lot more realistic. I now scratch the back of my head, and I can feel my hair rustle between my fingers. I start thinking about what I should do, and then I remember there is the TOTM to do. As I'm walking I desperately try to remember what the tasks are. I think for a good minute, and then I finally remember the ones I had my eye on. I need to do tequila shots, perform a song, and use the force. I figure using the force will be a good start, so I walk over to one of my friends and attempt to force choke him, but it doesn't work. I see my other coming up to me, and I thrust my hand out towards him, and I manage to force push him across the room. One down, two more to go. I decide the best idea would be to perform a song. To my convenience, there's a stereo set up nearby with a laptop hooked up to it, and there's a microphone near it. This will be easy, so I walk over. The stereos are blasting some song I don't remember, and there is a crowd of people listening. There's my audience I guess. I walk over to the laptop and put my own song into the search engine. I type in "Motorcycle Drive By" which is a song by Third Eye Blind. I find the the video and open it, and then I pause it. The people running the stereo don't seem to like my idea of just taking over everything at my own discrepancy, but like I give a damn. I'm the only real one here! I tell them to play the song when I get the microphone, and then I'll sing it. The continue to argue with me about the stereo, and I fight them back over it. And then my Dad awakes me.

I dreamt I was in one of the work vans but with 5 people in it. I was talking to an ottermode black dude with no shirt. I walked around and was at some sort of fair. We were making fun of some guy wearing a suit with sneakers. I think I knew the person. I was also wearing my suit. I was with a girl and we walked to a field and she was telling me to dance. I did and saw my shadow doing dances. She said she'd help me dance and I told her "No, I only dance good alone."
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I remember that I had a huge ringworm in one part of my body