dream fragment

aaaaaaaaaafter this I'm just gonna sleep without an alarm because sleepyyyy

note: WILD-wise, my problem doesn't seem to be "not being able to fall asleep" anymore ... now it's that I fall asleep easily and aaaa

Fragment 1
I was watchin' some anime or movie or something, and these free-spirit good guys (members of some larger good guy group but banded together with each other) woke up during the night and hopped on horses to ride out of town for some reason. Somethin' important to accomplish out there. Kind of an Old West sort of town. There were maybe about six horse guys and then as they rode they started boundin' along the roofs, leaping from one building to the next; and one guy even leapt up to some tall buildings near the front of the town, and then leapt to the top of the welcome gate thing, and then leapt down.

I was like whoaaa at that one guy, and mom was watching or had just started watching, so I rewound the anime/movie/whatever so she could watch this crazy daredevil guy. But he didn't do it this time. He did some other thing. I was just sort of annoyed 'cause I kept waiting for the same thing to happen and then before you know it they were outta the town. Huh.

Also some bit about the six of 'em bein' in a cave at night.

Fragment 2
Mom, Ben, Jess and I are riding up and down these escalators. There're like, three floors of this building. Think it had glass walls but I couldn't really see outside.

Anyway the basic premise was that we had to ride the escalators in a certain (short) order, because that would unlock the sliding automatic doors on the first floor. Apparently they were trying to make sure that we looked outside and caught a glimpse of the Lincoln Memorial during our escalator riding, "Lincoln Memorial" being the password that flashed when you'd done it right. Pretty sure I said that to Ben in the dream so it's probably dream canon!

On our last go-round I looked down and saw an old lady going up, so I had to move to the left. Shoot, I know I'm missing something. It was more than just escalator riding but aaaaaaaaa.

The whole thing was pretty vivid, which was nice. *yaawwnn* back to bed...

1. [Non-Lucid]
My Nan has these games on the PC upstairs, so I struggle to walk up the stairs and get a little stuck but manage to pull on the stair gate to become unstuck.

Now I'm in a game, I'm a tank, a really fast tank, so I'm zooming about the level in my fast tank, I hit a curved wall and it turns the tank and grinds to a halt against the wall, I managed to get free from the wall and try and cross this road by maneuvering around the cars.

I'm now in a town with a lot of people in it, I am protecting this town from bad guys with shotguns, I'm in a fight with this guy who has a Sawnoff shotgun, he shoots me so I shoot back twice then he shoots me a second time just before he dies, I blackout and wake up in a small room, theirs a guy sitting down, I stand up and say "damn my ass is sore", it feels sore because it somehow got burnt by a shotgun.

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Fragments:
I'n a lineup to talk or sing in front of a few people, I really didn't want too.
Accidentally called my sister gab.
I see a woman dressed in red and yellow standing at a balcony.
With this woman, its very dark, there are candles.

Possible dream signs:
Sister, gab, stairs

UH SHOOT. I dreamed something... then I woke up at some point and remembered it... and then fell back asleep and then at some point alarm went off, so gg.

I think when I started doing WBTB's my intent and my mind were so in sync that I would wake up from a dream to my WBTB alarm, and BAM: fantastic recall. But now I'm slackin' off in that regard, so I wake up a bit earlier, then fall back asleep and forget ... which might mean I'll have to get used to getting up even if my alarm isn't going off. And if that's the case I may as well put my computer next to my bed so I can blind myself with the screen's light at will. We shall seeeeee~

Also I tried somethin' a bit different for this WBTB: turned on the light and drank a cup of apple cider while I was writing this. Maybe it'll make some kinda difference? Also gonna try sleeping for another 1.5 hours and then doing another WBTB. Maybe.

Fragment
Uhhhmmm okay so one part that I remember was that Mom and I were walking to some kind of bus stop as part of the larger dream (which featured a fairly evil Big Bad), and then I started using dream powers of some sort. Wasn't lucid at all, so they were just dream facts. Think I mighta been hovering around. There was some sort of larger point to that scene, and my actions.

Uhhhhhh... the overall scheme of the dream revolved around this Big Bad sort of guy, some kind of mega-evil ghost or god of some sort, and the Saturday-morning-cartoon-style child protagonists who dared to defy him.

Not that it worked out for them in a saturday-morning-cartoon sort of way. Had a bit of an Animorphs vibe, I think. I can sort of remember a bit where some Jake or Toby-esque (from Animorphs) leader kid was physically trapped in some kinda inescapable magic hold of the evil guy's. For now the bad guy was just talking to him .. but he was the sort of villain that could drive a person crazy just by talking to them, just by very deliberately toying with their mind and emotions and whatever else he could use.

Also, it didn't matter to him that his opponents were children. The fact that they were challenging him was, in his mind, justification enough for him being utterly ruthless. But he did seem to realize that they posed less of a threat, and with apparently no other, more pressing issues to face, he made slowly and deliberately taking them apart his sole and temporary focus. He was immortal for whatever reason (leaning more towards god than ghost), so he had that sort of "entertain me" or "alleviate my boredom" vibe that immortal people tend to have in stories.

Over the course of the dream some crazy things happened that I don't recall, as the bad guy proceeded to gradually win and convince some of the kids that fighting simply wasn't worth it anymore, and they might as well switch to his side. That's about where the dream ended, I think, with a shot of a room strongly featuring his presence, and with a few dejected kids sitting around waiting for his orders or whatever.

Anyway I'm callin' all that a fragment because the dream as it exists in my memory is a mere shadow of its former self, and while the story's background remains relatively strong in my mind, any events of the story have, for the most part, fled. Which is kind of annoying because it was such a weird and unique and interesting story, to me, and the only copy was in my mind and I dropped the baaaallllllll~

Fragments:
On a bus going to this place, The Stig is sat next to me silent as always.
I see Dave, my old sports tutor.
I saw Jeremy Clarkson for some reason.
I see this room full of monsters on some sort of conveyor belt.

Possible dream signs:
Dave, Clarkson, Stig

Fragment 1: someone wanted to know whether two people could simultaneously do a certain thing on database, and the answer was yes.

Fragment 2: I had some sort of marks on my arm, and my husband asked "how did you get those burns?", and I explained those were not burns but skretches

1. [Non-Lucid]
In a car trying to get a parking space, this is proving very difficult so I decide to park in front of these 2 parked cars, then this guy get annoyed and argues that we can't park there, so I drove out of the way...1 of the parked cars is gone now but a white car quickly steels the empty space.

Now I'm in a casino with this guy who's looking for a stack of money he hid somewhere, he climbs this wall and throws down a stack of money, I try to catch it but miss so I go pick it up, Now the room is full of people, these people start attacking us so we run and they chase us.

2. [Non-Lucid]
I'm in some sort of space ship with some other people/aliens, I ask to go outside so I can go home or something, so now I'm floating through space and I realize I'm stuck here in space so I get sad because I can't get home, I find a big container so I go open it up and I find its full of food.

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Fragments:
Playing GTA V driving around in an orange cop car.
See some square black cube thing with eyes.
Searching for some guy.

Date: 3/20/2014 (Thu Night)
Total sleep: 7 hours
Daytime Techniques: RC’s, Awareness, & Visualization
Lucid Techniques: Mantras & Visualization
Recall Techniques: Mantras & Reviewing previous dreams
Fell Asleep: 10 pm
Dream 1 Title: Corporate Event
Dream 1 (Fragment): I am at some kind of corporate event. There are 3 sales guys there. All of them are in their early 20’s. They are all wearing black suits, with white shirts and black ties. They are very excited and shouting out a corporate mantra which went something like this “Company Name! (I don’t recall the name) We Will Win!!”. I vaguely remember looking at a spreadsheet on a computer. I wake up.
Dream 2 Title: Another trip to a Mall
Dream 2 (Fragment): I am sitting in a minivan with my current friend Mike R. It is raining outside. I am sitting in a parking lot of a plaza. At some point I leave the car and go into a store. There are cloths hanging up on hooks which are on slat walls. All the walls in the store are slat walls. There are a lot of glass cases around containing miscellaneous items for sale. This place reminds me of a store I’ve been to in Wells Maine. At some point I am standing next to my wife and daughter. She is playing a video game on a computer. She stops and I decide to try it, but the game doesn’t make any sense to me so I don’t even try to play. I then leave the store. I walk out of the front door and it opens into a parking garage which reminds me of Logan airport in Boston. It is still raining and there is water leaking down the cement support beams. I wake up.
Awake: 5 am (I continued to lay in bed for about 30 min trying to remember the dreams)
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) Dream 1 = 6; Dream 2 = 7
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) Dream 1 = 4; Dream 2 = 5
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) Dream 1 = 1 minute; Dream 2 = 10 minutes
Emotions: Dream 1: I was annoyed with the obnoxious sales guys. Dream 2: I was annoyed with the video game.
Dream Signs: Sitting in the car with a friend I don’t see often; being in a place I don’t recognize.
Notes: I took 400 mg of magnesium, 100 mg of chorine & 250 mg of B-5 2 hrs before bed. The magnesium helps me to fall asleep quicker and to say asleep through the night. However, it seems to be negatively impacting my dream recall. The chorine and B-5 are supposed to help with dream recall, but so far I’ve noticed no difference. After several days of binge eating sugar filled junk food, I was fully back on track with my paleo eating yesterday. I feel great this morning: Well rested and in a great mood.

Morning of March 20, 2014. Thursday.



I am seemingly at my sister Marilyn’s house, but it is not represented as such at all in my dream. Instead, I believe it is some sort of building where there is a documentary being pieced together - the otherwise large kitchen seems to be the main newsroom where the guests are discussing their fringe lifestyle. It concerns a group of about ten people who are involved in an isolated religious sect or cult to where they can only marry “alien cats” or whatever. These “alien cat people” are supposedly from a distant planet that has some sort of secret ties with the Earth and are somehow genetically compatible with humans.

However, the truth is being delved into in that the “cat people” are not really aliens but genetically and surgically altered domestic cats. There is a point at which I see one of the altered cats walking about somewhat clumsily on its two hind legs while only being slightly bigger than a typical house cat.

At a later point, a larger cat seems to try to eat my hand in the “living room” (this obviously comes from an image I saw on another user’s entry on one site as well as their dream itself). The room is different in that it has some sort of thinner fiberboard utility wall for tools or cords on the southern side and through the middle, halving the size of the area where I am. I do not think I can “reason” with the cat. It is quite annoying, but I am not hurt. It dawns on me eventually that it would be quite problematic to be “married” to an alien cat person even if such had any other potential relative to the media attention or weird isolationist religion.

Night of March 20, 2014. Thursday.



It is either late at night or a couple hours before dawn. A gentle soothing rain is falling (which seems to be a form of healing or the presence of rejuvenating energies). My family and I as we are now are in the backyard at our present home on W Street. My wife Zsuzsanna has a beautiful radiant presence in the semidarkness. Our children mostly remain on the back stairs.

The water is very high yet not considered as a flood. Zsuzsanna is near the back porch and washing a thin layer of mud from a cow. She is chest high in the water and seems very happy. The cow’s head and part of the back is all that is above the water. My dream is vivid and accurate with regard to the setting, orientation, and physical awareness, other than the fact that the ground level would have to be lower to imply the depth of the water as relative to the porch and steps. My dream has a very cheerful and peaceful mood, with a sense of bliss.

I am becoming partly lucid. My dream remains vivid and positive and seems to last about fifteen minutes. I do not question why we have a cow in our small backyard in an urban area.

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This dream is primarily a form of sustained induction or re-induction and I perceive Zsuzsanna as the inducer here. Water symbolizes sleep (in real time). There is no apparent waking symbolism initiated here (although a cow could be considered as an early morning waking prompt factor as a cow is milked early in the morning).

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This dream seems loosely based (at least partly) on a negative real-life event of Zsuzsanna’s. Zsuzsanna, as a child, had a cow with the same name as a grandmother of mine (mother’s side), but it had drowned. This may also relate to an alteration of Zsuzsanna’s maiden name into “Hathor”. I think this dream may be injecting new associations and positive energies into an older sorrowful memory of Zsuzsanna’s yet somehow for my benefit or just reminding me of the lifelong Hathor connection with my “mystery girl” (and may also relate to Jennie Haniver in a subtle way relating to being in the water).

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Fragment 1. Trying to make peanut butter. I put in various peanut-butter flavored things but it’s not coming together well. I wonder if it’s not just easier to use something like jarred peanut butter or PB2.

Fragment 2. Loitering around outside our apartment. I look around to see if anyone is around. I spot an open envelope in one of our parking spaces and go over to pick it up.

Inspiration: Me looking at our mail yesterday.

Fragment 3.
-A princess is kidnapped and kept in a cabin. When she tells her kidnapper that she’s one of twelve sibling princesses, he’s surprised/disappointed.
-She gets rescued/swept away by her mother and father, who are revealed to her to be some kind of ghostly bird-like creatures.

Notes: I’ve been dreaming of our house lately and it’s weird for me, since I normally do it so rarely – but I think I can attribute it to practicing awareness (even though I already had to be aware when I made the house into one of my memory palaces in the past).

I slept deeply last night and woke up one other time without recall. I have two days break from exercise starting tomorrow so hopefully I’ll get some good rest. Also worried I’m sleeping too much (about 9-10 hours apparently), and that I should stop drinking my energy drink.

I was at work and some big 6'2 300lb 4% fat black dude was giving me trouble. I got on the radio and said "10-60 in South Housing dorm 6"
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In my other dream, I was in the backyard of what I knew was my house. It was a very small backyard that was longer than it was wide. I was taking a shower with my GF Desirae and we decided to have anal sex... outside... while we were taking a shower. She seemed to enjoy it quite a bit. While we were doing it, I noticed the fence to the backyard was open and there was a restaurant/grocery store across from us and people could see us through the windows. I didn't care at first but then decided to close it so Daisy and I went and closed it. After I closed it, we decided to have sex later that day so I went on doing something. Last thing I remember was going over a wall and a semi truck

3,19,2014

This dream is fragmented, but…I am sliding down a gigantic water slide and my goal is to reach the bottom. The slide is more like a mario kart race track with secret passages and obstacles. There are "boosts" around the slide which I try to ride over. Eventually I pick up my dog as a passenger. Now as I ride over the boosts I go no faster as the weight of myself and dog is too great. Soon I make it to the bottom. At the bottom JS is waiting. I cannot remember much more unfortunately.

I am now with a friend JS (different JS than before) in an office of some sorts. The office looks very nice although it looks incomplete as it is either being torn down or set up. JS has a job here which surprises me because he is a music major and likes teaching. Anyway, we hang out (he doesn't do any work). Eventually, I am at a stadium of sorts with members of the marching band I was in in high school. I am helping them I think. MRB asks me to help the band tomorrow. I am reluctant, but I think I eventually say yes. The dream is fuzzy and there are some parts missing but that is the gist.

Great night sleep, but lousy dream recall.

Dream 1 (Fragment): I remember this part from 3rd person perspective. Arnold Schwarzenegger is walking down a hall, in a hotel, back to his room. He is wearing nothing but white briefs. His is very out of shape and his gut is hanging over his waistband. He yells out “LEAVE ME ALONE!!” To some people who were just following him.

*squints at screen*

Pfeh. These dreams had almost no emotion, no investment, no consciousness. But on the bright side they're pretty easy to write down.

Impression
Somethin' about bein' in some unfamiliar college. It had some fairly dim lighting.

Fragment
Chillin' with my mom. First we were .. watching church together? Maybe trying to determine whether a certain church was worth going to?

Then we just ate a whole lotta cake. My fave was this rainbow-marbled stuff with chocolate chunks in it.

Mom had a certain air of nervousness or stressed-out-ness about her like, the whole time. I think that's why we were eating cake, to try to help her deal widdit.

We tried a whole lotta cake and the whole time there was this odd sense of caring for each other. I mean, not odd as in unusual or whatever, odd as in "oh I won't start eating this cake type until you're ready for us both to have some". As if we were either of one mind, or just paranoid and wanting to be as nice as possible. Weird dream.

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Need theories for drop in recall during WBTB's lately. Hypothesis: Gradual drop in motivation/investment. Not thinking too hard about dreams during the day, not super psyched about dreams as I fall asleep. Leaning more towards the former as cause. I imagine that somethin' about dream-related awareness during the day could improve recall; paying more attention to my surroundings in the interests of having neato dreams translates to remembering more detail? Or am I confusing that with simply having more motivation?
That said, I imagine more memorable dreams will automatically stick more, so maybe it's not a real concern.
Hm. I want more investment. That means I need more motivation. What's my motivation?
I don't think I have tooooo much motivation to remember every tiny dream I have. Actually I know for a fact I've started flagging a bit on that. Bwah. Thoughts.
WBTB recall not a huge concern compared to Morning recall. Both seem like they're slipping, though.
I cannot organize my thoughts right now >:U

Fragment 1. Some kind of food thing.

Fragment 2. Me and Rane are going through things in my room. She’s looking through the green binder and I briefly wonder ‘why she has to go through my things’.

I find a pack of Uno cards and wonder if any are missing. ‘Survival’ is written on the bottom side of them. I realize it’s not Uno. There are dinosaur themed drawings on the cards and a stegosaurus. ‘Sagittarius’ is written on the other side.

I show them to Rane.

Inspiration: I played Skip-bo with Rane the other day, thought it seemed a lot like Uno when I saw the deck.

Notes: I had the hardest time getting up enough to remember anything. The only reason I can imagine why is because of the rough night and going a little overboard with exercising. *yawns*