dream fragment

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*

All I remember last night is being in some sort of motel. The motel got taken over by tentacles and they started raping 2 girls. Later, I bought 2 mice and put them with the rats. I was then in a room with some people that were practicing witchcraft. They gave me a knife and told me that if spirits bug me to swing my knife in their general direction. I thought they were crazy and did it just to please them.

Dream 1 (Fragment): I remember being at my daughter’s middle school, but that is it.

Dream 2 – Back at college?: In my dream I know I’m in college. I am heading to the cafeteria to get lunch. I arrive at the cafeteria, which is a one story brick building. There is construction going on in front of the building. There is a huge hole dug in front of the main entrance. I jump down into the hole. There is muddy water at the bottom. I then climb back out on the other side, and I’m not even dirty. I stand near the main entrance waiting for my friends to arrive. There are college kids going in and out of the glass double doors. I notice a group of Nazis standing nearby. They are in full SS uniforms and handing out pamphlets to students. One of them approaches me and tries to hand me a pamphlet, but I decline. I am disgusted that they are allowed to hand out propaganda, but realize that it is a free country. My friends arrive: John P (a childhood friend), Scott B and Jim G (both I knew in high school but they were never my friends - Note Scott B died 2 years ago). We walk into the doors and there are areas on each side where you can pick up trays, utensils and cups. We all grab cups and star walking. There are food booths everywhere offering all different kinds of foods (it reminded me of Faneuil Hall in Boston). Scott B is walking right in front of me and at one point he stops quickly. My hand with the cup swings up as I stop short and gets stuck under his arm. I have a brief moment when I think he is going to be annoyed, but he just turns, smiles and hands the cup back to me. We keep walking until we come across a place with ribs. We all stop and take a plate or ribs (which looked delicious). We walk to the back of the building, and out of the exit doors. We are now on a road surrounded by woods. I recognize the road as one very close to where I currently live in real life. As we continue to walk I realize that I didn’t bother to fill up my cup, so I have nothing to drink. My alarm goes off and I wake up.

1. [Non-Lucid] [Emotional]
I'm out with my cousin Matt when he gets a phone call, it's for me so he hands it over, My Aunt is on the phone and she says "Your mother has had a heart attack", I didn't feel good and didn't respond except for making a sound, she then says something even worse "She passed away" and so at this point I'm crying uncontrollably.

I'm now at school with my support worker in class trying to keep myself from getting upset, my support worker doesn't know and asks if I'm ok, I say I'm fine, not sure what happens next. I then appear to be moving into a big house on a hill.

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Fragments:
My Cousin Chris curls over in front of me.
A dream about Minecraft. (I forgot the details)

Possible dream signs:
Matt, Mum, School, Support Worker, Minecraft

Sleepy yo. I had some dreams and then woke up naturally at 3 am, which was two hours before when my alarm was gonna go off. I didn't wanna get up and write 'em down considering I'd be doing that in another two hours so I tried to like, remember what they were, sorta fix 'em in my memory.

At first 40 minutes passed in a flash while I was doin' that, then it seemed to take forever just to get to 4:12 am. By the time the alarm went off it had (1) felt like an eternity had passed and (2) been long enough for me to fall into a deep sleep finally, which was then interrupted. BLAGH.

Aiight lemme do this real quick so I can sleep again let's see here

Fragment 1
Dreamed I was in some kinda MMO game, didn't have too much of a purpose. Just lots of people floating around. Pretty pleasant place, large open area with some kinda old frigate-looking ship-thing floating in midair and a nice background sky. Sort of an artificial feeling.

Then some big ol' hole opened in the sky over the ship, and some people headed through; the quickest ones, or those who'd been expecting it. My bro and I made it, and now we were in Level Two. Hard to remember any details, I just remember the two of us finding a place to chill and being joined by perhaps five others. We all shared the same interests so that was pretty cool. I suppose the whole thing coulda been a visual description of the internet, and people with shared interests chillin' together could've represented a forum of some kind. At least that's what the impression I got mid-dream.

Fragment 2
I was doin' my video editor thing, except the changes I made in the editor affected real life, such as it was. They were canon changes, you might say.

I think the story may have been about a (Dr McNinja-inspired) female gorilla takin' out attackers. Or failing. Depended on my editing.

Fragment 3
Seemed to have two dreams, one right after the other, with either a real or false awakening between. Apparently, at the start of both I'd gotten lucid, thanks to my brain trying to help me out. However, it wasn't real lucidity, just dream lucidity (aka you dream that you're lucid but you actually aren't, it's just a dream aspect, like having super strength without being lucid). And they both only lasted a few seconds. Also, at the time, I was picturing the DreamViews forum competition (#17) like "O IM LUCID DAT'S 5 POINTS". But nah man. Ain't countin it. Felt more like sleep math.

*this is where I woke up at 3 am*

Fragment 4
Dreamed I was in the kitchen of our current house blastin' two dirty dishes with hot water and idly contemplating what I would say if a certain ex-friend reappeared and said "hey, it's [name]". I'd totes be like "I don't have a friend called [name]". Hehehehe. The water physics were pretty realistic too how nice.

Fragment 2. Using a filter on Google to filter out things I didn’t want to include in my search. Some where:

Pokemon Black & White __?__
Some other Pokemon stuff
Hot women on bikes (#)

(#) = the number of results for the topic it would filter out

Fragment 3. Talking to a character from Digimon, they say they used a gun. They say they saw a bright light like the sun, and the character I am thinks back to the light that they saw in the past, coming from an older Ken, who is being photographed (though there wasn’t actually a light).

It had the meaning of ‘when certain children see Digimon, they become Chosen Children, so the gun!kid was special’. The character POVs were confusing, I feel like the characters were Daisuke and maybe Taichi?

Fragment 4. Sherlock or Khan was sitting on a chair, mom was there too on a couch. I was sitting on the right or on the floor in front of it. It’s a little confusing, but he was either playing the violin or showing us something on TV. There was some really pretty instrumental music playing, but I couldn’t stop snickering because he was making some funny movement.

-Jump-

I’m freaking out because there’s something wrong with my right canine, it feels out of place. I go to the kitchen where mom is on the phone with my aunt. (Sherlock/Khan has left, although it was a different house then.) I want her to get off and help me, but while she’s looking at me, she doesn’t seem to be getting off anytime soon.

I go to the nearby bathroom and look in the mirror. Rather than teeth, my canines look like they’re made out of my gums.

Alarm goes off.

Inspiration: I finished rewatching Star Trek Into Darkness yesterday, plus I read some Sherlock Holmes before lying down. Teeth part from how flossing gives me problems sometimes. ><

Notes: I did try MILD more than once. No lucids last night, but working on it!

Fragment 1. Being forced to make a pancake dish. Someone wonders what I’ll do (to make it stand out). I crack an egg over the pancake in the skillet.

-Jump-

I’m looking for the pancake in the fridge. I ask dad if he saw it, because I wanted mom to try it, and he says he ate it. I find it anyway, because apparently he only ate the egg part.

Dream 1. I go into a mostly unused part of a school, but there are people around. I ask a maintencance man what’s going on, and he says it’s being put out of use. As I walk around, I see that the floorboards are missing in many areas so that there are holes.

I carefully navigate over/around them. I’m looking for Spice, I’m afraid he’s going to fall. I see him at a few points, as well as Smoke at one point. At another, I look into a small room to the right and see him sleeping on a chair across from someone.

I’m reaching the end of the hall and my sister is with me. She falls through the floor but manages to catch herself on a ledge. That’s when we see that the floor isn’t far down, because we’re up on a hill now. I see a map in my head of the area, which looks like a dark field with a hill and flat part.

-Jump- (Or maybe takes place in between looking for Spice and Rane falling.)

I’m sitting in an audience watching someone talking on stage. I see the curtains moving behind them clumsily and I shake my head, because I know who’s there. A minute later, two girls(?) come out and start talking.

There was something about a ‘stamp’ that people wore to identify them (or who they belonged to?). One of the girls had an almost see-through portion of her top as hers.

Inspiration: Spice has been sleeping on the kitchen chair lately. Map from Pokemon stuff most likely. I have déjà vu for the beginning when I’m wandering the unused area of the school.