dream fragment

Cooking
I'm in a large kitchen area, wearing my blue bath robe. The counter wraps around three sides, and there's an island in the middle. Behind the kitchen is the living room. I'm at the table doing something. I realize that my wife was cooking something but got a phone call and had to step away, so I should deal with the food until she comes back. I go over to the stove and see she's got chunks of potato, kielbasa, tomato, and mushroom sautéing. I wonder what it's for, since she doesn't like mushrooms. I grab the spatula and start folding it every so often. While I'm standing there, I decide to do the nose-pinch test. I get my right nostril to seal properly, but I can't seem to get the left one. It doesn't feel like a dream, but I decide to do a backup test just in case. My wife is still around, so I don't want to do anything too crazy. I cast around in my mind for another RC, and the only one I can remember is jumping and coming down slowly. I give a small hop and come right down, so I decide I'm not dreaming and get back to cooking the food.

Now I'm at the island. I've got a bowl out and I'm moving the food from the skillet into the bowl. My wife is finally off of her call and comes over as I'm nearly done. I ask who it's for, and she says it's for her.

Fragment
A mashup of Words of Radiance and Imager, including Kaladin.

3/14/14

WBTB 6:30 am

7am non-lucid

We're in Paris. My brother has two large toy plastic pokemon balls. He throws them around and two kids notice and try to take them, playfully. Later he tells me he got them back.

I think before this part, it was a dream about the game pokemon. Or maybe the anime.

My brother's pokemon balls were green and large, like the size of a beach ball. I remember thinking, oh, the new generation has green pokeballs.

Pokemon have up to ten generations of parents now listed in their details. In my dream, I saw it listed as 0. But for example, if you bred two growlithes, and their offspring with another growlithe, the grandchildren growlithes would have a 2 in this category.

1. [Non-Lucid]
I'm in this place and some of the walls are glass, I have a gun, a bad guy comes walking in so I aim and fire then take cover behind a wooden beam, another guy walks in so I spin to my left and shoot through the glass wall shattering instantly, the guy gets hit and probably died, a third guy enters and somehow he gets past me.

2. [Non-Lucid]
I'm at my Nan's, I'm sitting in the chair opposite the TV, Nan is sat in the chair at the other side of the room to my left, she whips out a some paper and reads what is written too me, she written it herself, (I thought for some reason she had got cancer and that this was her way of telling me) David is stood between us and as she is reading it he starts rattling paper and I tell him to stop multiple times as I can't hear my Nan over the rattling, I then ask her to reread the last part, She then walks over and shows me a drawing on the paper and it has a stop sign in the middle. I then see food on a table.

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Fragments:
1. Having a fight with Neil, it gets pretty intense.
2. I'm with this police officer finding my way to the train station.
3. I'm in Minecraft following these 2 guys.
4. Re-coding a game of some sort making it look different with pyramids and stuff.

Possible dream signs:
Stop sign, David, Nan, Neil, Minecraft

Before I actually write about my dream last night, I'll write about the common thing that I noticed I repeatedly dream about.

*When I was a kid, we moved houses twice. One when I was younger than 10 and one when I was older. Then we left the country and moved here to the US. When I dream, the surroundings is very familiar, that is, I'm back at my old house at the country I left 8 years ago. Sometimes it was the first house we lived on, sometimes it was the second house we moved onto, and sometimes it was the apartment, or the final house we lived at before leaving the country.



~Dream last night~
IT's a little fuzzy and I can't remember much, but I dreamt about being inside then going outside a van. The van was parked at a wet market in my old country (again)

Hm... then later in my dream I'm pretty sure Minato from Naruto was there. o.O His hand was bleeding.

Yea that's all I remember. Phooey.
Failed attempt at Lucid dreaming. I didn't "wake up" inside my dream like the other night. lol.
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I wonder why I keep dreaming about PLACES I haven't been to for more than 8 YEARS. It's weird. It's like revisiting the past, and everything is familiar. ><

Yesterday:

1. Mom is teasing dad about something he had when he was younger, which he gives me to me.

I see a Pokemon-type map in my head and wake up.

Inspiration: My Pokemon Platinum memory palaces. I'm working on one that uses floors.

2. I was lying down in bed last night after going through my palaces and noticed that the white light behind my eyelids reminded me of an angel. I visualized one flying down from the heavens, and saw an outline of the angel’s face in the lights behind my lids.

Then I was struck with a sudden recall of having been in…a library? After a bit more thinking, I remembered the main dream I’d forgotten from the 12^th.

I was going down floors that were labeled in alphabetical order, and items under that letter were in each place. I stopped on a few floors I believe. One had a food buffet (W?).

At one point I go to the bathroom, and it’s dirty. I try not to touch the seat as I go. Someone peered in and I said ‘Don’t look!’, covering myself with a trashcan lid, because it was embarrassing to be seen using such a dirty restroom. I accidentally sat on the toilet seat lid.

I wanted to find Wiccan things, so I went down to floor W. I went right to the bookshelves. I saw The ‘Circle of Three’ series by Isobel Bird, but since I’d already read them multiple times, I passed them up. I found a book I hadn’t seen before and was looking at the cover as I held it.

I think there was someone else there?

Inspiration: The ‘Geia’ dream, most likely. I need to add ‘dirty bathroom’ to my dream signs.

Today:

1. Something about Jet-Puffed Marshmallow Crème in a block.

Inspiration: I made a recipe that used it last night, and found it to be very messy! But delicious.

Notes: I couldn’t go back to sleep after 6:33am even though I was tired and comfortable. My brain was too active. I did take about an hour nap in the afternoon, no dreams that I remember. I had a really miserable day because of my allergies going berserk. @_@

I was making cheese breads from the box that my friend gave me.

My manager was talking to me, and he was asking me if I want to move up in work.

Wallet problems
I'm at Home Depot, carrying a few items. At the check out, I can't find my Home Depot card. The cashier thinks I'm goofing off and reminds me that it's time to pay. I apologize to the female cashier, explaining it's a great wallet, so thin and easy to carry, but sometimes it makes it harder to find cards. I go through my wallet pulling out all sorts of other cards and even old receipts. A customer is now in line behind me, and I apologize to him. I end up dumping out the entire wallet, but still no Home Depot card.

Now I'm sitting in a cab, in the front passenger seat, except the driver is to my right. The cashier is the driver. I'm still looking for the card. She's driving all over, and I'm searching deep in my wallet. It's hard to keep everything organized on my seat. Eventually I give up and she stops. I ask her what I owe and try to think how big a tip to give her. I know I saw a $20 bill in my wallet, and that I saw at least one other bill. Twenty is too much, but maybe a ten? She suggests that as her tip I could get her some of her favorite music. She really likes a style called ???, and she's missing ??? and ???. I go to write down those names, though she changes the second one to Ogre ???.

Now I'm walking around in a crowded downtown area. At an intersection ahead of me, a man stands in the middle holding a flashing red pole about his height. A fire truck edges through the intersection turning right (my left). As I think on this, I notice a couple of foreign men walking ahead of me, and I decide to follow them through the crowd. I just want to leave, and it looks like they're on their way out. Sure enough, they lead me back to the parking area. As I part ways with them, one of the guys notices a set of signatures on a column. They're all very nicely caligraphed and I suspect they're from the city founders. He figures it's some kind of guest registry, so he grabs a pen and adds his own name. I don't say anything, just keep walking, snickering to myself.

Now I'm getting out of a cab. I see a minivan next to us with a small girl getting into the van in a strange way, somehow sliding down the front passenger seat. The cab driver comments that she did that as a kid.

Fragments
I'm flying around a construction site collecting bonuses.

I'm push-starting some medium-sized chunky toy cars.

I'm gracefully moving around on winding foot bridges over water.

I'm with B. Obama. It is very nice person and gives us a cupcake. Then he ask for chocolate.
Then I'm coming home with a briefcase and a guy tries to steal it, but I avoid it.
I come home through a restaurant kitchen.

1. [Non-Lucid]
I'm in a shop looking at these thick coloured pens, I want to buy 1 so I pick a colour (I completely forgot the colour) then my dad grabs it off the shelf (I think it was in a glass tube or something) and pulls off the lid and sticks it on the opposite end then hands over the pen which is now a black coloured pen and pull the lid off then put it back on the top (I either heard it click or felt the force it took to pull off).

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Fragments:
In a town that gets empty because nobody lives there.

Possible dream signs:
Dad, Pen?

Had a small dream that i was in real life bettle juice. just like the movie except i was tripiing on acid and make a super nintendo game about it just so that others could play it and trip on acid.

Just had a small dream that i was in shop class working on a project and i asked my teacher who was pretty hot whee the blank paper was so the i could do a rough draft and she pointed to a box of paper on the ground and when i went to get it they were her shoes and socks and at this point my shirt was off and she asked for my id. so i gave it to her. and another teacher in the room said just because he has his school id doesnt mean that he gets to leave. and my shop teacher responded that she didint have to stand up for me. it was raining out at the time. and i guess aomething happened with the buses like students got in trouble. but then it went to a new cast that jesus was terrorizing the town. but at that point every thing turned into a southpark theme xD

I decided to share some of my more interesting and memorable journal entries on here just for the fun of it. This is going to be my first entry.

I was in a dream wasteland with no rules. I had made a contained fortress around me so that these gigantic creatures that would shoot huge beams of energy at me wouldn't hurt me. While exploring my fortress I had discovered a flaw. One of these creatures had breached the fortress, while thinking that I had in fact made this part of the fortress thinking that it couldn't be breeched. As soon as I realized my mistake I ran. The huge creature took off after me. I ran around the corner to avoid its wrath and any chance of being destroyed. I hid outside the ruins of a convenience store, being that my fortress was made of a little town that was no more. When I hid on the side of this store the dream suddenly switched to a third person view. There was no longer a humongous creature after me but in fact a woman who sought after me for whatever reason. I knew her intentions were not right though. She called out for me and as soon as she passed me I didn't hesitate to take action. All of this was still in third person, by the way. I took out a gun that shot out a ray of energy and paralyzed her. She cried out for help and told me to stop. I didn't hesitate to kill her because I knew what she wanted from me. She wanted me destroyed. I can't recall anything more after this incident.

Fragement: Muffin
I am eating a muffin with Chocolate Chips. It tastes Delicious.


When did I dream this?
I can't remember but it's cool.
I am watching some sci-fi TV show with my dad. The show centers around a human colony on another planet that gets attacked by aliens. The human colony is this huge glass building that is four towers connected at the top by these glass bridges (an interesting architectural design) and the building is built next to this plaza with a huge tree in the middle. The rest of the colony looks industrial and has docking bays for spaceships.
The plot of the show had something to do with the colony getting infected with "red energy", a secret plan done by some aliens that converted it from a human colony to one of their colonies. I can remember the glass wall building converting into a twisted alien building and the big tree becoming this landing tower for the alien ships. the alien ships looked like flying ant heads with big pincers of the front that spat out green plasma bolts.
I don't recall much about the actual characters. I can recall there being a father-son duo of Russian security guards that escaped the base before it was converted.

LD#81
So I was going through some dream about the layout of a town or city. Now I wasn't lucid at this point and the dream was not very clear. I ended up going inside of a video game store and finding out that there was a greenhouse type setting inside the store.
I began walking around the greenhouse setting and some other dream characters were attempting to converse with me on some things. I walked toward the back of the greenhouse and tried my best to shut them out and tell them that I wished to be alone.
I got to the back of the greenhouse where there were a number of small sticks on the ground. Now these sticks were rather strange because they were not natural looking. They were like small wooden construction sticks, like a toy or something.
And for whatever reason, I thought that it would be a good idea to try and lift the sticks with my mind. I started saying "Lift" and concentrating on one of the sticks and it would levitate. I began using increasingly complex movements to pick up the sticks and place them into a plastic bucket.
Wait a second, I can never move things with my mind in real life! ...so that means that I must be dreaming! Oh, F**k yes, a lucid dream!
I stand back from the area that I am focusing on and find that I am in the basement of my own house.
"I'm dreaming! Stabilize! I will not wake up!"
Clarity begins to come in, but I am not quite satisfied.
I stomp my foot on the ground and get a better feeling of my dream body.
I rub my hands together and get some weird visuals when I do. When I rub my hands, I look at them and I see waves of what looks like TV static in all colors spread out and hit the sides of the room. When the waves hit the sides of the room, it becomes more vibrant and lifelike.
I make my way upstairs and notice that I feel naked. I get upstairs in the bathroom and look in the mirror to confirm it, and, Yes, I am naked. I close my eyes and think to myself. "Okay... underwear, pants... (I feel these clothing items appear on my body, this is weird by the way.) do I really need a shirt? Nah? Let's see if I can make myself look totally buff! Just for fun!"
I open my eyes and I have black pants on and while I'm no bodybuilder I certainly look more muscular than in real life.
"Not perfect, but whatever. Let's go outside!"
I look out the window by the front door to my house. It is nighttime and snowing. Let's see if we can change that.
"Set time: Day" I say to myself.
It becomes day outside.
"Set season: Summer"
The clouds clear and the snow melts down by a few inches instantaneously. But I want to get rid of all the snow. I repeat the command four additional times attempting to remove all of the snow. Once all of the snow is gone, I step out into the yard. It is warm, and the grass is green.
I look up and see that the sun is behind the house and that the front yard is in a shadow. I might want to go to the backyard where it is lighter, but instead I decide to try and move the sun.
"Sun: Move to Here!"
It fails.
I recall one of my other lucid dreams, where I grabbed hold of the sun in the sky and moved it with a voice command.
"Rrrgh! What was that command!?"
And I realized how long I had been doing this and how many different voice commands I had been through.
"Sundial!" I attempted to move the sun in the sky with my hand. It failed.
I just give up and think to myself about what I could do next. There are no dream characters about. I can't recall what the TOTMS are. I thought about my powers. Perhaps practicing some firebending or flying. My guide is nowhere to be found.
I then just begin to think for a moment, as I examine the empty dream world about how advanced of a lucid dreamer I've become. I think about some of my old lucid dreams, such as the first one that I ever had and think of how many dreams I've had, and how now, I am just familiar with lucidity. It's just something that I do. Okay, I'm not like some of the lucid dreaming gods out there, but I've gotten pretty good...
It was around this time that I spotted two of my cats from WL. They began fighting and I yelled at them to stop. They stopped for a few seconds then went back to it. I decided to just wake up by watching them fight. I awoke.

edit: I actually put this lucid dream in at around 4:30 AM. At around 5:00 I ate breakfast and at around 6:00 I took a shower. At around 6:30 I went to bed and slept for another 90 minutes (so until 8:00. And this was what ended up happening while I was back in bed.)

I listened to dream music. And I'm going to say that this was a lucid dream because I knew that the music was coming out of my mind. It was a lucid dream with no visuals. I was just in "the black" Something that I don't think I've ever heard of before. That or it was just a hypnoponic hallucination that I grabbed onto.
Now I don't know that much about music, but I will describe this to you as best I can. The song sounded electronic with a sort of synthetic piano and drum beat. The drum beat was stable and the drum sounded really deep, almost like a sub-woofer in a car. The synthetic piano sounded buzzy and obviously electronic, but in a soft, smooth way. And the piano seemed to have a sort of pattern of going up and down very fast creating really complex patterns. The third "layer" was these electronic beeps. They were subtle, but still they were what I was concentrating on the most. The sound was just so strange, but so engaging that I could really describe it. And had a pattern, but it changed a little bit in pitch and length. You would hear six beeps and then get a break for a few seconds where the Piano portion took over. The beeps sounded somewhat soft and deep for a "beep" sound and actually made the other instruments sound quieter for the moment they were played. The song wasn't extremely exciting, But not relaxing either. It was just beautiful somewhat medium-energy music.
As soon as I recognized exactly what was happening, I grabbed onto the song and simply enjoyed it. I knew exactly what was happening and was simply along for the ride. As I listened to this "mind's music" for what felt like two or three minutes. But I had to work not to concentrate on it too much or modify the song, otherwise I might damage it's natural beauty. The song even gave a proper outro with the Beeps, Drums then Piano leaving in that order and I snapped out of the state and woke up.

I am helping musician Chris Chameleon carry his guitar to a concert which I am about to attend. We are walking down a street towards the large concert building, and the guitar feels awkward in shape. We arrive at the venue, and it's like a school gymnasium, with many tables. I hand the guitar off to somebody else, and spot my Aunty, and her divorced husband (who was controlling/cruel/etc). Just beyond them, however, for the second time in the last week, by (now long passed) Grandfather is standing there. However, he is free of both Parkinson's and Alzheimers. I hug him, and it is joyful - I feel good that I can see him again, and I am old enough to appreciate it.

It was nighttime. I was walking toward a classroom at the end of the hall. The hallway is a few floors above ground outside. The classroom was bright. It seems to be my Mandarin classroom. We were all taking a test. Everyone else finished their test and went on break. I was still sitting there doing my test. They all came back in and started on a new lesson. I continued with my test while learning the new lesson. It seems like the teacher don't know I'm still doing the test. I looked down at my piece of paper and there were drawings. There were no questions or answers but just drawings. I don't know if that's the test or something.

I twisted open a bottle of Arizona green tea, and took a sip. In RL, the bottle is unopened in the fridge.

I told somebody that I'm going to dye my whole head of hair because why not?