dream fragment

Malicious entity
I'm driving along a curvy road. To my left I see a couple of churches, then a large grassy field with a small playground: something to climb in with slides, and a few swings. Now I'm walking along a wooded path into a grassy clearing. To my left, I see another entrance to the clearing. A group of men is standing near that entrance, talking. They're all in dark suits, and I recognize my own pastor as well as another pastor from our denomination. A nearby man whom I don't know offers to watch the kids on the playground so they can play without the rest of the adults having to go over to it.

Now it's third person; I'm looking at an early teens girl. There's some kind of malicious entity that's following her around, always changing whatever clothes she puts on to be much too revealing. She puts on an over-sized denim jacket, but the thing morphs it into a tight vest. The entity itself becomes a picture of a rose on the back of the jacket. She hopes that no one notices it, thinking that as far as these things go, this isn't too bad. The rose continues to change as I watch, becoming larger and redder, then growing a stem which eventually sprouts large sharp thorns. A phrase eventually appears right below the flower, something about her being "hot" or "bad." She starts talking to Pastor M, keeping her back away from the group so they can't see the rose and text; but somehow the entity manages to get to Pastor M and he starts behaving very strangely.

Now I'm hunting the entity through my house. Right now it's hiding in a pile of stuff (clothes, toys, etc). I'm going around the pile, trying to make a band of clear floor to make it harder for the entity to get away from me. Always keeping an eye on the pile, I pick up each loose thing from the floor, look at it closely (to make sure the entity isn't hiding on it), then toss it away. Once I finish the perimeter, I intend to continue moving around the edge, whittling the pile down until I find it or it runs. I hope my perimeter is big enough that I'll be able to catch it before it finds new cover. Unfortunately, my daughter doesn't realize what I'm doing and starts to play nearby, making a mess. I try to explain what I'm doing and why she needs not to do what she's doing, but the thing uses the opportunity to make a run for it. I try to move to get it, but it's too fast and it makes to a nearby bed. I start to strip the sheets off, hoping to catch it in them, but it's too quick, continually eluding me.

I hear a knock on the door and go to answer it. As I'm approaching the door, I look through the window and see it's a delivery man with a hand truck piled with small packages. It takes me a moment to open the door, and when I get it open I find he's not there any more. I step onto the patio and see him walking up the driveway to his truck, and I call out to him that I'm here. I see it's actually two men, one with the hand truck and the other carrying a single package. They come back down the driveway. The man with the single package gives it to me, and the other starts unloading his packages.

Now I'm looking at a girl playing on the patio. She's wearing a nice new dress, and I know it came from one of the packages (in-dream I think it was the top package on the hand truck). Another girl comes up to her, also wearing a nice new dress, and they run off together.

Now I'm on the driveway, back to hunting the entity. Somehow it's made it into the van. I cautiously get into the van and start poking around. Now we're driving; my whole family is in the car, my wife at the wheel. To our left is a row of buildings, one of which is our destination. To our right is a large Interstate interchange that's still under construction. I know the entity is still in the van, but I can't find it.

My wife turns the car and heads towards the nearby on-ramp. I ask what she's doing, and she says that since we can't find the entity that we'll need to go to the gardens that are further away. She's already printed out directions. We'll need to take highway 107 for 107 miles. The speed limit is 107 MPH, so it'll take an hour to get there. I ask her about the speed limit - I think it's strange - but she says it's the speed limit here. I ask her if she's considered the other stuff we'll need (water bottles, lunch, etc), and she sounds mock offended as she says that of course she has. I point out that I hadn't intended to go anywhere yet, so I don't even have my shoes; but she replies that she got my shoes and everything else we'd need. She even got a USB key with an audio book on it for us to listen to. Unfortunately, it turns out we've reached the end of this set of files, and the next set isn't present, so we don't get to listen to it after all.

I turn around in my seat and keep scanning the car for the entity. I move some books in the carseat behind me (I don't realize my daughter isn't in her seat) and find a little brown fuzzy blob. I realize this is it, and that it's making a cocoon and so is vulnerable. I look around for something to smash it with and see only a handful of small paperback books. I grab two in each had for added weight (they all seem to be Narnia books) and try to bring them together on the thing, which is growing larger and larger by the second. I don't manage to crush it between the two small piles, instead just knocking it with one, and it wakes up. I grab it before it can get away. It now looks like a bat, and I manage to get my hand around its neck. It's not a great position, and I don't even know if it can be killed this way, but I'm going to do my best. Its neck is in my right hand and I squeeze as hard as I can. I use my left to grab its body and try to wring the life out of it. I'm so into it that I wake up, my right hand clenched. It takes me a few moments to realize I'm awake; I'm convinced that if I release my grip it'll escape yet again.


At the airport
I'm by my self, walking through an airport pulling luggage behind me. The hallway in front of me is temporarily closed, but there's a detour going up the escalators to my right. Everyone around me is going up the escalators, but after taking a couple of steps toward them I realize I can't because of my luggage. They're fairly short as escalators go, and I try to think if I can manage to get the rolling luggage up, but I decide it would be a very bad idea. I think I saw an elevator nearby, so I go to hunt for it.

Now I'm standing on a small raised circular platform to the right of the escalators. I realize it's the "control room" for them. A woman is here, dressed in uniform, and there are two PBX phones on the desk. I know that the phones are what control the escalators. She's moving back and forth between them, quite busy with her job. I go to position myself by the right-hand phone to take some of the load off of her. I have to reach over the desk, bending at the waist, to reach it, which surprises me - I badly misjudged the distance to the phone. She thanks me.

I'm upstairs now, and I'm a middle-aged woman. I'm in the woman's restroom along with another woman, and we're trying to find a place that we won't be found. The bathroom is long and narrow, like a hallway, with the door right in the middle of one of the long sides. Right across from the door is a large shower stall; another is at the end of the "hallway" to the right. I consider hiding us in the right-hand shower, but somehow it's too open. The middle shower has a heavy floor-to-ceiling curtain and, though it's narrow, it goes back quite a way. We go in, close the curtain, and stand near the back. A few moments later, someone comes into the bathroom and starts looking around, standing right by the curtain, and I realize what a terrible place for concealment this is.


Lane change
I'm driving on the interstate in the left lane when we come across a left-lane accident. I have to get a few lanes to the right to get off. I check my right-hand side mirror to make sure I have enough room to get over, and I see a light-blue car quite a long way back. I change lanes, then check my rear-view mirror, and I'm surprised to see a different car, an old brown SUV, right behind me. I decide I must just have missed it seeing it in the side mirror, but I'm glad there was space for me to come over without getting in a wreck. Now we're home. I'm tired and thinking of taking a nap, but my wife is planning to go out shopping.


Pets
I'm in "our" family room. My wife is on the couch, reading, and our dog and white cat are both here. I'm not sure how the cat got here, but I'm very thankful she and the dog are getting along so well. She starts to climb the bookcase and I put my hand under her, just in case (It's a tall bookshelf without any handholds other than the shelves). She does actually slip and I have to catch her. She tries again. I look away for a moment at something, and when I look back I can't see the cat. After a moment of searching, I see her in a tiny space behind some books, looking very comfortable.


Beach vacation
I'm driving with my family . Now we're at the coast, going to a beach house. Now we're in a house with a bunch of families from the church, talking to Jeff C. It's more of a lodge than a house, with many tables in a large room. Everything is wood. Now, most of the people have left, but Johnny Depp and two of his friends have arrived. I end up talking with him, and he's very, very strange. At one point he lets out a strange yell (war cry?), yelling words I can't understand. By this time it's evening.

Now it's the next day and I'm walking on a path around large sand dunes, talking to someone. He mentions Depp and asks if he did his trademark yell. I confirm that he did and ask what it was, if it was supposed to mean anything, and we talk about it for a few minutes. Now I'm standing on the house's back porch, talking to Depp again, and he's acting much less crazy than the previous night. Now I'm on another part of the porch (it's a long wrap-around thing). The beach shower is on, and I wash my feet. Now I'm inside in the bathroom getting ready to take a real shower.

Now I'm talking with my pastor's wife, and she's telling me about a more secluded beach spot they like to go to, up a mountain on the edge of a small lake. I wonder how the water temperature would be, but it does sound nice. Now I'm on the little beach she was talking about. It's a really small beach, no more than a hundred feet long. In front of me stretches a lake that looks like a crater in the top of a mountain. It's very pretty. I notice a train track across the lake nearby and see that a train is coming towards us. For some reason it stops briefly in the middle of the lake, then continues on. I see that it seems to have left a few cars behind, and I'm concerned that they became unhooked when it stopped; then I realize the front car is actually a locomotive pulling the other two, and it just took longer to start than the locomotive at the front of the first section. Somehow I know they did it that way because a single train would be too heavy, so they had to split it in two.

Now the middle car of the shorter train has tipped over at a 45 degree angle, and people are in the water. Since the train is to my left, and it tipped left, I cant see what's going on. I run across the track to see if anyone needs help. They're fairly close to shore, and no one has any trouble, but they thank me for my concern. The family I end up talking to is a large family with nine children. Later, I notice them in a crowd with a giant stroller. At first I think it's a nine-wide stroller; then I realize it's a four-wide strollers, a normal stroller, and another four-wide stroller all held together with a long belt. My wife and I are impressed.


Fragments
I'm filling out a survey about the most recent dream I had. There's a long list of checkboxes asking what was in the dream. The bolded lines are more generic, and the nonbolded ones are more specific to the kind of dream I had.

Something about getting on the interstate to go home. Another large interchange.

I'm trying to figure out what day it is.

I'm skydiving.

I'm talking with my pastor.

I'm in a hotel room with my wife.

I had multiple dreams, but I only remember one well. The first one was me playing a game where I was the ruler of

the democratic party, and I had to make decisions to make the public think better of us. The main UI was a line

graph, shaped like a C with the open end facing up. Clinking on points on the line let you answer questions, such

as "Which of the following should be removed", making your favor go up or down. The questions were always multiple

choice. They were displayed on a white background, with the answers marked with white boxes. When you clicked on a

box, it would be filled in with a smaller light gray box. Sometimes you would get into subplots, where you would

answer a series of related questions. After you were in a subplot you could not get back to the graph without

restarting the game. This dream seemed related to another dream, where I angered a goddess about something. I also

remember a large tree and a giant purple and black vortex, like the ones you spin coins into, except that it was huge.

Date: 4/5/2014
Total sleep: 7.5 hours
Daytime Techniques: Awareness, RCs, Visualization
Lucid Techniques: Awareness, RCs, Mantras, Medititation/Visualization
Recall Techniques: Mantra/Intent, Remembering past hour of events during the day
Fell Asleep: 11:00
Dream 1 Title: (Fragment)
Dream 1: I woke up right after this dream ended and struggled to remember anything. The last thing I could remember: I was riding a bicycle on the great wall of China.
Dream 2 Title: (Fragment) Porn at work
Dream 2: Another long dream, and I couldn’t work my way back from the very last event. I am at work. I am in an area with cubicles, but they are outside. I am with a coworker who I know in the dream but not in RL. My computer is on and there are small pictures of cartoon people in different sexual situation. I know they are links to cartoon pornographic movie clips. My coworker wants to watch some of them. I am very nervous that I am going to get in trouble for this because it is on my computer. He takes the mouse and clicks on the first link. The dream fades and I wake up. It is 5:26 am. I struggle with recall. I know this was a very long dream, but I just can’t seem to work my way back to the beginning. Frustration may have kept me awake. I dozed back off about an hour later.
Dream 3 Title: (Fragment) The Three Stooges burned a bank
Dream 3: I am walking down a city street. I see a bank and realize I need to get some money from an ATM. I open the door and enter the bank. There are 3 ATMs, but they are all burnt and useless. I’m surprised by this. I walk back out onto the street and go right. I walk a short way and there is an ally on my right. I see the Three Stooges sitting on a bench in the alley looking ashamed. All of them are wearing business suits, but they are burnt and smoking. Their faces are covered in gray and black ash, and Moe & Larry’s hair is singed and smoking. I realize they were the bankers in charge of the bank and their comical antics have destroyed the bank. I awake to my wife’s alarm. She hits SNOOZE.
Dream 4 Title: (Fragment) Rob Lowe motivational speaker
Dream 4: I doze back off after the alarm. I am back at work. Rob Lowe is there. He is wearing a very nice business suit. He is there to give a motivational speech. I wake up to my wife’s alarm again. She hits SNOOZE.
Dream 5 Title: (Fragment) I forgot to shut off my computer
Dream 5: I doze back off after the 2nd alarm. I am back at work. I remember that I had porn sights up on my computer (from Dream 2), but I forgot to shut my computer off and my boss (My old boss, who is a complete A-Hole in real life) is walking around checking computers. I am in a panic. I am running down a hall to get to my computer and my wife is right behind me. I get to my cubicle and my computer is gone. I realize my boss has found it and taken it to HR. I know I’m going to lose my job. I fall to my knees. I am so angry and ashamed. My wife comes up next to me, places her hand on my back and tells me it is going to be ok. I wake up to my wife’s alarm yet again. She hits SNOOZE. I get up at this point.
Awake: 5:30 am, fell back to sleep around 6:30 am up at 7:30 am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 2; D2 = 4; D3 = 5; D4 = 5; D5 = 5
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 2; D2 = 3; D3 = 4; D4 = 4; D5 = 4
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = ?; D2 = I know this was a long dream, probably 20 min, but I only remember about 3 min; D3 = 3 min; D4 = 1 min; D5 = 2 min
Emotions: Nervousness, fear, panic, shame, annoyance
Dream Signs: Celebrities, Strange Places, Strange Bad Situations
Notes: I took magnesium before bed. This was a frustrating night. I struggled with recall. When I recall, it is like pulling an anchor out of the water. I have the very end of the chain and the rest is below the surface. Some nights I can pull it all the way up without issue. Other night I can only hold onto the very end of the chain and the rest stays under water. I'm sure my frustration earlier in the night caused issues for the rest of the night.

This one is pretty fuzzy, and I only remember a few flashes other than a part near the middle that I remember better. I remember something sexual towards the beginning of the dream, but only a few brief images. Then there was apparently some villain, but that's really all I remember.

Near the middle of the dream, I was in my house with a large fishtank in front of my fireplace. My cat Trixie was there, along with another cat we had gotten that looked identical. We apparently had just bought two more that ALSO looked the same, but these were specially bred "aquatic" cats. I picked them up out of the carrier they were in and put them into the full fishtank, where they started swimming around underwater, breathing just fine as if they were fish. Trixie and the other normal cat were curious and pawed at the glass. I eventually took the cats out and let them run around the house, but then I got confused and mixed up all the cats. To fix it, I just said Trixie's name and she meowed. My mom, my three little cousins and I just kinda hung out with the cats for a while, and we played with what I think was a remote control helicopter. That's about it.

Time to catch my DV up. I gotta be more consistent

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2nd
Morning - Nothing to see here
Afternoon Nap - I was well hidden at the edge of a wheat field. This edge must have been at the top of an incline because I was able to peer out over top of the next area of crops. I felt as if I were waiting for someone/something to show. I definitely felt as though this was special ops stealth mission. (really seeing how the halo novels are seeping into my dreams).

3rd
Morning - Nothing to report

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4th
Morning - Another mission it seems. I had to diffuse a bomb. But in-order to do so I had to seek something out. My mode of transportation had been by helicopter. I can't remember much else.

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I fell back asleep around 8:30 am. And I had a dream that I was seemingly no longer an alcoholic but able to have fun and party if I wanted too. Then the dream spun into a divergence of reality and obvious non reality- my hallway filled up with water and the bottom dropped out to make it a short pool. I stood looking at the water, feeling a negative presence. I looked up and saw a demon that had black eyes and tried to say something to me but in anger that I was being deceived I yelled at it to go away. "You are a deceiver!, You have no control over me! Get OUT GET OUT GET OUT!" "YOU are Simply a thing of my mind- NOW DISAPPEAR!" And I blew it into dust with my mouth. I then wanting to prove to my self the utter silliness of the situation belly flopped into the pool, and the water felt like condensed air but not wet like water and I levitated myself a few inches from it. I realized the significance of the dream- that I could speak out, when before my voice would become muted and I couldn't hear my self shout. I gained some sort of power this way, mental or spiritual in some way. Between this and the next dream sequence I tried to wake my self up but I couldn't pull myself through to consciences and saw my physical body trying to separate from my spiritual body. It was not going to happen so I let myself slip back into dreaming. Next I remember realizing that I had been on some sort of wild drug and alcohol binge that I could not remember. I had sewed the sides of my arms like I had been sutured for a wound. I realized that this was bad, that I had been completely gone mentally when this happened. I went to my husband and said I know something happened but I cannot remember using or what I did what did I do? He explained to me that at first I was happy and energetic, almost crazy- thinking I could fly and making sounds like a jet engine, then it turned dark. I closed my eyes and I could see flashes of memory almost like circus posters first of the fun and manic episode and then the darkness that took over. He shivered and said that it was something special I could do that. He then said he would remove the stitches from my arm- my father called and I woke up.

I was tossed head long back into the insanity of a nonsensical dream seemingly out of nowhere.

I recall fragments of this dream. I remember running in a very side-scroller, or platformer type fashion [EA] . I was leaping over some black bags left out in a perfectly uniform arrangement outside on some pavement [OF], this pavement happened to be near Whitefriars, and the Westhill (Danny's street) [SP]. The perspective was odd, while it was apparent I was in first person, the view would alter and shift into a 2D and Third Person view [P].

I remember seeing someone after that in the middle of a street, it was foggy and grey, but I think I was near the park adjacent to the Odean Cinema [SP]. I saw Sean [CP] overhead I seemed to be jumping over him, or he was infront of me on the street, I'm not entirely sure. I've written that he was playful at first, I think he reacted to me flying, or being behind him, I can't recall him being aggressive, perhaps he just gave me an evil look [CA], that seems correct. I think I was also being chased by somebody or at least I had the imminent anxiety of being caught [E].

Setting Place = 2
Ego Action = 1
Object Form = 1
Character Action = 1
Character Place = 1
Emotion = 1
Perspective = 1

Context = 3
Internal = 2
Action = 2
Form = 1

This dream is interesting because its retrospective ...
So I was in a car with 2 of my friends
I don't know who leaded the car , maybe my fresh tulpa (which is still in creation procces)
We stopped in a street in the middle of an american suburban
My friend was taken off, he wanted to prank I think...
There was black man and women quickly walking from the street they watched back and they were scared
they was almost began to run.
then we heard a shot , then another , I say ,"QUICK QUCK, GET US OUT FROM THIS CITY.-Said to the car conductor -" Come back!"- said the my friend who was out in the street, but he couldnt be back, We are could'nt
close the door , but the car started and were got out from this street , left our friend...
Somehow I realised that he died and felt sad...
Then the dream collapse and a new is getting created
now we all 3 were here before the these events happened
still in the suburban
Driving around with the unknown 4th
we were hanging out, watching around and making plans for pranking the people there .
Then I turned on the radio and they spoke some hebrew like gibberish. it was weird in the middle of USA.
We were driving around, it was night already
I rested a little bit and around 4-5 AM we were continued our hangout in the suburb
Somehow we heard from the radio that this district is dangerous and known by its infamous drug dealers and maffia members...
We were like "oh crap" , but we stayed here ,waiting for something to happen
We seen some "pranks" and that people are happy etc.
and then I seen this significant wall which reminded me of what happened in the previous dream
and so it was about to happen again , I realized this , before we stopped I said
"GO go go , we cannot stop here there's a shooting about to happen!"
Just as before we stopped me moved on , and heard the shot..
I heard some scream
we were gone out from the street quickly
not far from here I got off from the car , to the street
with a camera ,my friends thought I'm crazy..
but somehow I felt that I'm in safe now
SO I gone to this house
there was some walls
I gone between this walls
I found myself in the garden of a house
gone upstairs and seen the police
The killer was a 15-14 yr old kid
he killed 4 man
They said he killed because of anger
then the dream collapsed

Date: 4/3/2014 (Wed)
Total sleep: 7 hours
Daytime Techniques: RCs, Visualization, Text Search
Lucid Techniques: Mantras, Meditative Visualization, reviewing DJ
Recall Techniques: Meditative Visualization Mantras
Fell Asleep: 9:45 pm
Dream 1 Title: (Fragment) Looking for a location to shoot a movie
Dream 1: I am driving in my car with John C (a guy who used to work for me). We are on Rt 146 south. We are coming up on a golf course on our right which may be a good place the shoot or movie. I pass the golf course and pull into a “U” shaped driveway of a hotel. **Jump** I am in the hotel dining room. It is breakfast time. I am sitting at a small table. There are other people walking around, or sitting at tables. I see Patrick Wilson (the actor). He is caring a plate of food away from the buffet. I am trying to catch his eye because I want to tell him that I was very impressed with his character from “The Watchmen” movie. But he walks past me without making eye contact. **Jump** I am outside, standing on a low hill overlooking a golf course. John C is next to me. We think that this would be a great place to shoot our movie. I wake up.
Dream 2 Title: Missing class due to crime spree
Dream 2: I am in my house, only it looks more like house of my childhood friends. My daughter and two of her friends are with me. They are very scared and whispering to me that someone has broken into the house. The house is very dimly lit. I know the burglar is on the second floor. I move to the stairs as quietly as I can. I climb the stairs and into a small hallway. I can go into the room on the left or the room on the right. I go left. The room is very messy. There are piles of cloths scattered all over the floor, the bed, and the dresser. The only light is moon light shining in through the window. I see a boy (about my daughter’s age standing near the window. I move forward quickly and grab hold of his left arm. He doesn’t resist. I tell him that the police are on the way (although I didn’t call them). I take him down stairs. He tells me that his older brother is on his way with a van. They were going to clean the house out. I open the front door and see a bright yellow van backing up the driveway. I run out. The driver must have seen me because he starts to pull away quickly, but he swerves onto the grass and the two right wheels go off a small hill. The van tips to the right and rolls over into a muddy ditch. Just then a police car pulls into the driveway. I look past the van, to my right, and see the Quinsigamond Community College campus (although it looked very different than reality). I know I have to get to class. I walk away from the crime scene and onto the campus. I meet up with Sheryl F (a woman I know in RL) who is the class with me. She is very upset and on the verge of tears. I ask her what’s wrong. She tells me that her van was stolen. It was her work van which was full of radiology equipment. She was afraid that she would lose her job and have to pay back the tens of thousands of dollars to replace the equipment. I feel very bad for her. We are down by a street and the police arrive. There is a large crowd of people there. Sheryl gave information to the police. That is when I realize that my car has been broken into. Someone had broken my driver’s side window and taken some stuff from the car (but I have no idea what stuff). I explain this to the police. I realize that Sheryl and I are going to miss class because of this mess. I am even more upset at this point. Sheryl and I go to find our professor. We walk a short distance and we find him. His is walking to the classroom. He is also running late for class. We briefly explain the situation and he tells us not to worry and that we don’t have to attend today’s class. I am very relieved. Sheryl and I decide to find a vending machine to get some food. We walk to a building (which look like one of my old grade schools). I notice that Mr. T is walking right in front of us. He looks like he currently does, in his early 60’s. He stops just inside the door, blocking our way. There is a “Rocky III” poster on the wall. It is a picture of him in his prime. He is staring at the picture and is noticeably upset. Sheryl and I try to comfort him. We tell him that he is still in very good shape for his age. He takes his shirt off and begins to flex his chest at the poster says, “I still got it. I can get back to lookin’ like that!” We tell him that he definitely can get back. Sheryl and I walk away (forgot about the food) and head to another building. I see a small brick building with large glass windows and a glass door. It looks more like a small store than a school building. I know this is where our class was being held. I know it is time for class to be released. I also notice a pumpkin next to the door. The door opens and a stream of children (8 – 10 years old) come out. All are wearing Halloween costumes. At the very end our professor comes out, only he is Svengoolie (horror movie TV host) and he is riding a horse. He rears the horse up and waves to us before riding off. The light from my alarm wakes me up.
Awake: 4:45 am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 5; D2 = 9
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 4; D2 = 6
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = 5 min; D2 = 15 min
Emotions: Nervous, Fear, Anxious, Anger, Relief
Dream Signs: School, Celebrities, old friend’s house, shifting scenery, old friends, strand situations (break ins, theft, van tipping over)
Notes: I took some B-5 and Chorine last night, but all it did was give me mild heartburn. I reviewed some dreams in my dream journal. I did some meditation along with mantras and visualization (becoming lucid in one of my prior normal dreams) I really felt the joy of being lucid and approached everything with a very positive attitude. I did mental tags for the first dream of the night (Night Owl, shooting a movie, golf course) which did help me remember.
Text Search Experiment: I was very aware of text all day.

Apr 2 2014 - 2308 to 0630
10 min meditation to 2320. Then MILD. "I realize I am dreaming in many dreams tonight." (Actually, fell asleep).

0249 - Have to release balloons, fairly heavy, out a window. The balloons had been released in tens, etc, made of recycled(?) material and generally creeping me out. The floor of the platform is yielding and unstable, and I pitch towards the window-wall. I grab that side of the platform wall but that too is not stable. My friend Noah tries to adjust the platform for me so it isn't as tilted, even going so far as climbing on the wall ledge and adjusting things from the outside. The handle breaks off in the middle of his attempt, though, and we are left with no platform floor at all. I try to toss out the balloon anyway. It is feeble but somehow makes it out with the help of the god of wind(?). The god comes over later and converses with us. I describe my siblings/not-siblings (total four, two gold and two not, two girls and boys(?)). He realizes that I was the one who tried to throw the balloon and scoffs at my terrible attempt.

Before: The street outside. I'm flying around at night, and giant/regular sized men grab at me. I'm looking for Kings Highway but I seem to have misplaced the street. Every time I head towards something that seems to be the st, it turns out to be a small side street that is just as shady and dangerous.

Fragments: I have the policemen call for another ambulance, because the guy on the ground in front of me may or may not be hurt. He says that he had been called Peter(?) and was with a few other people. After the fact, I worry about whether I have to pay for the ambulance ride.

0545-Community (or was it HIMYM?) cookies are good but Noah keeps tricking me into thinking that they might have bugs in them :(

Fragments from the middle of the night
A teenaged boy, a non-Rithmatist, is somehow maintaining a woman made out of a translucent blue liquid. Her shape is very well defined. They're both in a classroom; she's sitting at a student's desk, and he's standing. I wonder how a non-Rithmatist is able to do something like this.

Something about driving past houses near the beach.

Another dream kept nagging at me, though I have no idea what it was.


Fragments from the morning
Vague impressions about something I'm forgetting.

More about Rithmatics.

Date: 4/2/2014 (Wed)
Total sleep: 7 hrs
Daytime Techniques: RCs, Visualization, Text Search
Lucid Techniques: Mantras, Meditative Visualization, Reviewing Dream Journal
Recall Techniques: Meditative Visualization, Mantras
Fell Asleep: 10:00 PM
Dream 1 Title: (Fragment) Lost in Space
Dream 1: I am Will Robinson from the 1960’s TV show Lost In Space. I am with Dr. Smith and we are on an alien planet. The environment looks like a desert with a lot of rocks, sand and cactus type plants.
Dream 2 Title: (Fragment) Crushed by a log
Dream 2: I am in the yard or the mother of my childhood friends, except the yard is a large area of forest. I am standing on a well worn trail. I can see large areas of lichen covered shale sticking out of the ground. There are large oak and pine trees all around, mix with much younger trees. I am with my sister and her husband. We are there to clean up after a large storm. I look around and don’t notice any damage. Then I look up and see a huge log, the size of a tree truck and sharply broken off at both ends as if it was snapped off by a tornado, stuck high up among the branches of several trees. I look around high up among the other trees and see similar logs all around. Then I notice one of them is stuck in some branched and some cables. I realize those cables are electrical cables for my friend’s Mother’s house. I know we have to remove that log first. I walk toward it, and stand beneath it. I wonder how we are going to get it down. I turn back to my brother in-law and he has a piece of cable in his hand. He pulls on it, hard. I look up and the log comes loose and falls right on top of me. I wake up.
Dream 3 Title: (Fragment) Whirligig
Dream 3: I am standing in the driveway of my parent’s house. It looks like it did many years ago before they added on a garage. I am with two women. We are playing some game. I have a whirligig, but propellers are made from large feathers (remind me of feathers from an eagle) and they are tied to a stick. There is a wooden kitchen chair in the drive way. I stand on the chair and hold the whirligig up over my head. Then I see huge dark storm clouds on the horizon, and they are rushing toward us at incredible speed. I see a wall of heavy rain rushing toward us. I yell to the women to get into the house. I jump off the chair and start running for the door. I wake up.
Dream 4 Title: (Fragment) Ricky Gervais is cheating on his wife
Dream 4: I am in my home. Actor Ricky Gervais is there. He has asked us to babysit his two children (young boy and girl). He leaves. The children end up making a tent out of blankets in the bathroom. They have made a big mess and I need to clean it up. I sneak into the bathroom, duck into the tent and start picking up trash (candy wrappers, empty juice pouches, etc). I put it all into an overflowing waste basket and go out to the kitchen. But, it is no longer my kitchen, it is now a patio with a bar. My wife is serving drinks to several women. I see a woman who I know to be Ricky’s wife. I put down the waste basket and start walking toward her. I know that Ricky left the kids with us so he go off with his mistress. I need to tell his wife that her husband is cheating. Ricky’s wife (I don’t know her name) starts walking toward me. I am nervous because I don’t know how she will react. She is a woman in her 50’s with a bit of extra weight on her. She has shoulder length brown hair and a nice smile. She comes up to me and we meet with a friendly embrace. I look into her eyes and say “I need to tell you something.” She replies, “I know darling.” We begin to walk back to the house so we can talk in private. The light from my alarm clock wakes me up.
Awake:: 4:50 am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 3; D2 = 4; D3 = 5; D4 = 6
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 2; D2 = 3; D3 = 3; D4 = 4
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = 1 min; D2 = 3 min; D3 = 2 min; D4 = 4 min
Emotions: Annoyance, fear, happiness, concern, nervous
Dream Signs: I am in a TV show, huge logs up in trees, almost killed, sudden huge storm coming on too fast, celebrity, children sleeping in the bathroom, my kitchen is a padio
Notes: No supplements last night. I read through my dream journal before bed. I did some meditative visualization and mantras before falling asleep. When I awoke from each dream I lay there recalling and then stated my mantras before falling back to sleep. Overall I had decent recall but I just don’t get enough sleep during my work week.
Text Search Experiment: I continue to be aware and read as much text as I can during the day. So far I am not having any success with transitioning this habit to my dreams.

Hello

I had some dreams today again. It's the second day i use B6, and i also got a Lucid this night!

First normal dream:

It was somewhere near a river. It looked like a desert but people lived here. There were 2 mans that was the headcharacter in this dream. They didn't believe in God. ( I do) And i did miracles in the dream to show that God exist or whatever, and the first man believed. But the other saw what i did and was sad O.o

Second dream:

There were 2 girls. They searched for another missing girl in some kind of sewer. I did a miracle there aswell and the missing girl appeared. One of the girls got superpowers for some reason..

Third dream:

Was somewhere above the sewer that the girl was in. This was a lab or something similar, and there were people inside that was blocking the main doors from people trying to get in. They tried to hide something and i was there aswell, when the "bad guys" successfully entered it got a nightmare, and i ran. At this moment i got lucid! And the guys disappeared. I was lucid for some seconds, i tried to find the guys lol.

Morning - I had a vague memory, BUT I remember parts of it.

I was an observer in this dream. I could see 2 space gunships heavily engaged in a battle. Mostly lopsided tho. The 1st ship was flanking around the 2nd ship which was stationary due to propulsion being compromised. As an observer I was also intercepting intercoms from the failing ship. The airwaves crackled with static and was flooded with panicked voices. Someone cut the chatter and silenced the coms to prioritize his message (or was it because I wanted to know what the heck was going on? or did I already know?). "We're being attacked by our own AI that has run rampant," is more or less what I remembered being said. Thats when I woke up.

Side note - "AI rampancy" is a phrase that I heard often mentioned in the Halo novels which I have been listening to via audiobooks recently.

Surprisingly the Halo Novels are pretty good. Suffice is to say, the Halo Novels are not at all what one could guess with a gander at the, deceptively shallow, run-n-gun, Halo Games.

At the zoo
I arrive at the zoo with my kids and some of their friends. I see a sign on the wall talking about a new acquisition, a tiger of some sort, and how important it is to maintain eye contact with the tiger so that it stays interested in you and doesn't retreat to the back of its habitat. I start to read it to the kids, but they're all excited and not paying any attention to me. I turn to them, calling for their attention and explaining that this is important, then turn back to read the sign. I look to where the sign was, but it's not there any more. I'm really confused. Looking around and back, the wall has somehow flipped around to expose the sign, and I realize it must have flipped back before. The wall plank looks very irregular as if it wasn't designed to be pulled out and flipped around. I read the sign to the kids.

Now we're walking through a very open area. It's arranged kind of like an amphitheater, concentric half-rings descending to a central point, except that it's very, very shallow. The whole area is decorated in a very eastern style, and people with flowing colorful clothes are walking around. It's a bright, beautiful day. As we're walking down the giant steps I end up giving my eldest daughter a hug and holding her close for a moment. In the dream, she's fully grown, a young adult; but I tell her I'm glad she's smaller than me and will always be my little girl.


Old presents
I'm in a fairly small room. Somehow this is game related, but I'm present in the room. There's a counter with some kind of person (an elf, maybe?) handing out things that need to be delivered. We talk about some kind of special. Now we're talking about the special, but it seems time has passed and it's no longer valid; it was some sort of seasonal thing and it's expired. On the wall, I see a list of expired seasonal specials. I notice the table in front of him has some kind of cloth over a pile of stuff. The table is shaped like a fish tank: it's long and thin and doesn't have a lid. Pulling the cloth aside, I see wrapped presents underneath, and I know they're for members of my family. It's way past Christmas now, so I feel bad they'll be getting them so late, but I know they always love to open presents. I pull them out (somehow having to reach around or under things) and look at each one. They're all between four to six inches on a side.

Now I'm at home, giving the presents to my kids; except now the presents are from our pastor. My oldest daughter gets a coconut. It looks pretty, but upon opening it we find it's aged poorly, with dry brown stuff (like the gills of a mushroom) inside. My son got a pumpkin, but the top near the stem looks gooey. My second daughter got some trinkets that are just fine. We're standing around a tall flight of stairs as we're looking at them.

Fragments
As much as ???? likes the NFL, he doesn't like how they have a history of not following their own rules.

Something about a hallway in a dorm.