dream fragment

03/01

Dream 1
Not Lucid
I was in my old bedroom when I looked around and saw a hamster cage I use to have and thought to myself why do I still have that out? My hamsters have been dead for a while so there is no need for it… I look inside and I see movement inside some of the sawdust flakes. I look closer and I see all these baby mice most of which were white. I moved some items under my bed and all of a sudden mice started running out from under my bed. But these mice were different they were brown and big and small and they all had hamburger buns on top and below them as they ran. I pulled my hand back and said what the hell is that! I made a fist and began to slam it down onto the buns killing and squashing all the mice. A few of the first ones got away as I was to slow to catch those ones. I looked under the bed more thinking why was there so many mice….. All of a sudden there was more movement from a box under my bed and a goose comes shooting out and honking at me. I jumped up to my feet and yelled get out of here get out of here! As I motioned it to get out of the house, I followed it down the stairs and to the door. Then I hear some clucking and I see a chicken and I get that to come next to the door as well. I think to myself what is next a stupid alligator?? With the thought still in my head the doorbell rang and as I opened it I saw a alligator at my door. He talks to me telepathically and is saying I’m here to go into your room. But I tell him no, no, no you’re not coming in I’m already getting all the other animals out of my room. He started to head into the house but I slammed the door shut before he got in. I went back upstairs and began to clean my room out more and there was 2 DC’s there a lady and a guy. I was cleaning off my top bunk and the lady looks at the top bunk and says Oh he isn’t going to like this…. I look around real fast moving stuff out of the way asking what is it? What is it? I move it all out of the way and find nothing. And come to the conclusion that she was just messing with me.

Dream 2
Not Lucid

I was in a bar I was talking with people but remember no actual conversations. I hit it off with a girl and went back to a house/apartment place. She seemed kind of like a babysitter.

Dream 3
Not Lucid

I was now at a house and woke up inside a bed. I sat up and there was 3 other people in the room with me laughing about a really bad joke I just told. We talked about zombies and I said a horrible joke. I looked at them as I got out of bed and said “well I’m going to go get roll aids….to stop all these zombie aids…. Get get??? Bahahahaha. They laughed along and then said it was a stupid joke. I agreed and left the room and saw a few people that looked familiar and sat down with them. They were all sweaty and so was I. I thought to myself wow my pants are so sweaty and my back is all sweaty to… I took my shirt off and then thought I should just take my pants off. But I remembered that I wasn’t at home so I best not take my pants off. The other people were like yeah ours are sweaty to. One of the other guys then stripped down and for some reason didn’t have boxers or underpants on and was not butt naked walking around us. I put my hand up and blocked his lower section from my vision and said ahh dude put some pants on… or at least some shorts. So he did and one of the girls was now saying well if he can get naked so can I…. so she stripped down taking off everything and then putting on some short shorts. I thought to myself how weird this was that everybody was just stripping down in front of each other without a care in the world. The last girl started to strip and I said wait wait don’t we need to take showers still? They all agreed and we went separate ways. I went to a bathroom that looked like my old bathroom at my parents house and started to pee in the toilet while I was peeing though different screens popped up in front of me like I was using a phone but I had no phone that I was holding out.
I was having a hard time peeing in the toilet for some reason as my stream wasn’t staying constant. As I looked into the toilet I noticed a staples button the saying “that was easy”. I thought nothing of it and got into the shower and saw a painting. I said to myself oh I need to finish this painting for my brother. It was a giant basketball with purple and other colors around it. I went downstairs and saw my brother and a few other people. I then noticed he was painting a painting that was exactly the same as mine. I then tried to correct him and say you need to make sure the brush stroke is better down here so that it fades better. As I showed him what I talking about.

Dream 4
Not lucid

I was at a neighborhood that reminded me of my grandmas house. There was a group of twenty of us about and so we split into two teams and made a candy bake off. One group made Valintine hearts but they were all super hot and people got addicted and couldn’t help but eat more.. My group on the other hand made things that looked like skittles and had a berry taste which made them not addicted to the other candy anymore. My grandma walked up to me and said she wants me to move in with her I said that I couldn’t as I was soon moving in with my fiancé and would be no point living with them for a few months. She Said to hear her out so I did and she was saying how it would be free to live there and its homemade meals but the catch was that they wouldn’t put up with any of my nonsense. I thougth to myself about what nonsense she was talking about and just got upset about it and said Im not going to live with you if you think I have nonsense.. and I left .

Dream 5
Not Lucid

I was with a group of people in a school like building. I went into a room and several people hiding in there with haloish armor on. I asked them what they were doing but they didn’t respond. I thought oh we must just be hiding from somebody so I went and got behind a fan and a few people came in that dressed like me and came and sat near me. The door then opened and a man came in and said okay lets begin the meeting. Everybody stood up and walked to some seats and sat down.

1. [Non-Lucid] [Minecraft]
I appear to be in a competition of some sort in Minecraft where we have to put these 3 panels in order before everyone else, there's 4 of us all stood facing each-other, we have these things strapped to our wast with 8 bowl shaped buttons with arrows on them I think to select the panels. It got pretty hard and I took to long and I think i may have failed.

I'm now in a room made of white Pine logs, 3 walls are covered in singular chests with signs on them which are completely full of useful stuff.

I decide to open the chests to check what's in them, 1 of them was full of iron ingots, the 4th wall is covered in presents of different colours and sizes and in the middle of this room is a square pile of presents also, theirs a thin tall present that almost fell over but I grabbed it before it hit me.

There is also a door to the lobby which I opened slightly to peek out but I got scared and closed it.

Fragments:
I saw a hand and touched one of the fingers, it felt cold and rubbery.
Saw a eagle eye view of the room, it appeared to be surrounded by a maze.

Possible dream signs:
Minecraft, Hand, Door

1. Me and Rane steal a treadmill from a storage unit full of them, because, “she [owner] will never notice, she has so many of them”. I’m initially worried but then realize the truth of that statement.

Inspiration: (Nearly) stole an elliptical in a previous dream. Storage unit from a memory palace trigger plus a different dream. I think that because I don’t know a whole lot of people I see regularly, my sister kind of stands in. I’ve been trying to increase the faces in my ‘database’ lately though.

2. I’m trying to escape a room I’m locked up in. The room is kind of messy with things scattered around. I’d already tried the windows in the main room but they were locked securely, so I went to another smaller room and took off all the coverings on the window to open it.

I went back to the other room and started shoving things into a sack, including a few long-sleeved things and two of my pajama pants IWL (one with moons and stars, another with clouds).

I went out the window, and there was a wooden porch, but there was a gap to get to the ground. As well, there was some kind of torch system going at intervals, and the only way to get down was to go around it, and risk getting burned. Plus the railing was thin, so I had to balance carefully.

I carefully climbed around and tried to pass the fire when it was off, but it came back on and the heat of the flames burned my left thigh. It was intense but not a strong burning sensation. I hurried on and jumped down to the ground, where I saw some water trickling out of a gutter or something. I turned from it and let it hit my thigh. It was cold.

Back at the house, some time seems to have passed since I escaped. A woman says to a man that it’s all his fault I left. It kind of felt like they were supposed to be my parents. Then I see a scene the man had set up. There was a small bag (think tea bag) labeled ‘Marijuana’ and a paper that had “Do it” written on it. He was trying to set the woman up for something.

Inspirations: May be symbolic for how I feel about wanting to ‘escape’ my current lifestyle but can’t because I’m dependant on my parents. Also, I had a déjà-vu like feeling and remembered another dream like this where I was trying to escape a room out a window. The déjà-vu feelings tend to come on pretty intensely the more I work on my recall, but lately the feeling comes because I recall similar dreams. The porch felt like my grandma’s back porch despite the differences, in which case her house is one of my memory palaces and is a dream sign. Marijuana probably comes from the trigger ‘meth’ in my dream palace.

Two Nights Ago

I have been put in prison. The prison is really strange, each inmate gets a very small cell about four feet wide by four feet deep by eight feet tall. They are chained to the floor and the bars of the cell... well there are no bars its more like a wire weave from a chain link fence.
I arrive at the prison late in the day. Some of the other prisoners are giving me dirty looks. I simply decide that maybe I can just lay down on the floor of my cell and lucid dream. I lay down and begin thinking my MILD mantra to myself. After a minute or two, I notice that I am having difficulty falling asleep. I begin to think about why I am in prison and I cannot recall.[/COLOR] Wait a second, I am already dreaming!
False awakening. Into my own room, and it's time to go to school. I get up and change out of my pajamas and into school clothes. I then notice that I am late for school. Wait... I am never late for school! I am still dreaming!
And I wake up.

Last Night

I am trying on different pairs of sunglasses. They are all very ugly.

Somebody's house burned down while they were cooking broccoli for dinner. I think it was a family of four. After the fire was put out the fire department took them to the fire station. The family complained that they were hungry and the fire department got some pop-tarts out of their locker. The mom (who was some kind of dietician) demanded that the fireman who was serving them bring them broccoli. So he went to the grocery store and bought a vegetable tray for the family.

Superhero Prison Break (Groggy Lucid)

I am outside a prison or industrial compound location. It is nighttime and snowing heavily. There is a large chain-link fence around the perimeter of the compound with light posts every 10 meters or so. Beyond the fence it goes to woodland.
I am hiding in the woods. Superman, Batman and Wonder woman are with me, and for some reason, we are preparing to break into the prison to rescue someone. Also, something about this situation seems familiar, like I might have had a dream about this setup before. And I feel like last time the heroes betrayed me and tried to use a sedative on me and then lock me in the prison.
Just at that moment, Superman tries to grab me from behind. I flip him over me and slam him into the ground. (Guess I have superpowers too.) Batman throws batarangs at me and I blast them out of the air with little fireballs.
Wonderwoman traps me with her lasso. Superman comes in front of me holding the sedation needle in front of my face.
Then for just this moment, I become lucid. And boy did I think quick and clever...
FUS RO DAH!
Superman goes flying back into one of the light posts on the perimeter of the prison. When he hits it, it bends and partially tips over. The lights flash out on that post. Also, he loses the sedation needle in the snow.
Batman compliments me on my quick thinking and states that he has changed his mind. He wants me to be a part of this team.
I hear alarms in the prison. Guards start rushing out to get us and me and the other superheores set aside the fight and retreat.

All I remember from my last dream is spiders coming out of my face. I have no recall of dreams sinnce then. that was weeks ago.

I was in a school/ lab and my goal was to get past security to see the tigers in captivity. It was like a mission or something and I remember holding onto a tiger hide and sitting on a white box waiting for the security officers to leave. I tried to go into the door when it thought they left but they came back and stopped me. I walked through the mall and a man asked me about the tiger fur, cause I think he wanted to buy it. I said no "I am saving the tigers!" And I walked into a room where there was a party. I had a towel wrapped around my waste and it kept coming undone and I felt very uncomfortable. A girl came up to me and kissed me on the mouth and I didn't even know her but she acted like she knew me. I was even more confused now.

1. [Non-Lucid]
I'm in a shop of some sort then i hear the ringtone my PC has, my PC is in the shop so I go ever to answer it but I was too late, my Mum and cousin Matt are against the back wall facing each-other and using their mobiles, I go over and say "Becky just called" in which they replied "well duh" or something.

Possible dream signs:
Mum, Matt, Becky, PC, Ringtone

Morning of March 4, 2014. Tuesday.



These are notes on more vivid, but rather abstract dream occurrences.

I am in an unknown almost entirely dark area and am not sure what is going on, though I am relaxed. I become aware of two three by three unit squares, supposedly on the “ground” or somehow elevated in an undefined space, a total of nine unit squares in each . However, they are actually together as a three by six square unit rectangle. I am aware of a female presence, not “full”, that is, an aspect of a female that is floating or moving over the area, not in body. For a moment, I am vaguely reminded of hopscotch, although the simple rectangular design of three by six squares is not like any hopscotch court I have seen. I focus on the idea of the number of squares, which is strangely difficult, because I incorrectly work out six times three as nineteen at first. I then realize that this is the first full stage of human life and it represents age eighteen in its simple construct. That is probably not the real meaning (assuming there even is any), but that is the meaning I seem to “logically” give it. Otherwise, it is just a six by three grid in a random, unknown space. Perhaps from birth and through life, there is a particular “hopscotch-like” path.

I am aware of a (I think) different female presence than before, which is seemingly “more” my wife at a different “stage”, perhaps. I am fairly certain that she is near me. I hear her speak a seemingly important request, “Calm me in 3520”. This seems to indicate a year in the distant future (although vaguely, I consider the time 3:52). Coming out of sleep into half-sleep without much hypnopompia, I ask her to repeat what she said (although the voice came from the dream - I do not think my wife had actually said anything). My wife is half-asleep in reality but awake enough to speak. I tell her that 3520 is too far ahead to expect to be alive in that year - and that there may not be any people then. She probably has no idea what I am talking about. She does speak aloud though, telling me that it is the year 1920. I tell her she is wrong and that we were not even born or even around then and she seems puzzled. Perhaps it is actually 2035 that relates to the request. I would be seventy-five then.

I fall back into a state where I then seem to be on a version of Deep Space Nine. I am wearing a large amount of (mostly silvery) jewelry everywhere, including a crown. Even though it seems a ridiculous amount of wealth and status, I feel very light in weight, as well as cheerful. Another person (male, I think) is near me. I appear to be fully human but as some sort of implied high royalty who is visiting the space station. We seem to be going through a narrow security checkpoint. Odo is the only character I recognize on the sidelines. No one speaks or complains about an apparent delay. I am the only one allowed to move freely through the area, past the checkpoint, uncertain as to why (even though the other character with me may be my assistant - am not sure). For a time, I then watch myself walking about as a “bejeweled” being. The whole environment is silvery (reflections from my jewels). No drama ensues.

Morning of March 4, 2014. Tuesday.



These are two dreams in the same entry. The first one involves an ability to transform into another person in appearance only. I am not sure exactly how it is done. I do not hold any of that person’s memory or abilities, I do not think, only the body appearance itself, it seems. It seems only vaguely related to a previous dream about relatives “inhabiting” the body of someone who has died during a sort of celebration or acknowledgement/wake period.

In the first part of my dream, I am near a storefront facing a large parking lot. For some reason, I “become” Naveen Andrews (though do not know the name in my dream at all). I am dressed in a black suit and am talking with a few female fans. Most of them are Hindi, one even with a large pot/vase of water on their head. I walk into a building later on and a man asks for my autograph. He hands me some paper and a pen, and then I realize that I have no idea what my celebrity name is. Instead of outright embarrassment and declining to sign “my” name, I write an autograph anyway. It is mostly a scribble of “m”, “n”, and “i” in a redundant series, with no discernible name, but the man seems happy upon attaining it and about our meeting.

I find someone I know as my true self (without changing into myself, though) and ask to borrow a pad that displays all the information on the television show “Lost”. I certainly now want to know the name of the celebrity I am supposed to be, so I know what name to sign when someone else asks for an autograph or when someone might ask if I am a certain person and I would know whether or not to say “yes”. The pad is complex technology with additional three-dimensional pockets and devices on the surface of which is all a viewing field with touchscreen options. The cast is listed in two expandable columns with small passport-like photos on the left of each entry. The first two are Terry O'Quinn, upper left, and Evangeline Lilly, upper right, with Naveen next left. However, instead of Naveen Andrews being listed correctly in the cast, I see that his name is Ruyard Nuttiger. (This name is not remotely familiar or meaningful in anyway - although it could be some sort of association with Rudyard Kipling and “new tiger” and associating Naveen with India.) From there, after learning who I am supposed to be pretending to be, I continue my walk in the public area. One area (originally thought to be some sort of mall) seems like the northern side of my middle school, which I do not recall dreaming of (at least with more correct locational appearances) in quite some time. No drama ensues and I walk eastward.

In another dream, which I would not call a nightmare (the emotions are not that strong or relating to fear), I am back at the King Street boarding house. This dream seems to have a slight association with the last dream of this location in relating to “bugs”/“worms” (virus association, most likely). There is a type of creature that goes through several stages. It is some sort of “termite” (only in a very loose sense of the word as a whole). I am on the Tenth Street side of the intersection. The different stages are very different from each other (I am not sure if some of it is relative to shape-shifting as a sort of temporary camouflage or not). One stage looks a lot like a white sand dollar. A group of “sand dollar stage termites” goes quickly after two other people (male and female), but I think only to protect more vulnerable creatures within other stages (which may be in cocoons). The other people are not hurt as they kick them away. Another is a giant antlion larva (giant “doodlebug”) that comes out from near the steps and then seems as large as a horse on the east outer wall of the house. It does not seem that threatening (but does appear to be in a defensive stance), but is still a sight that fills me with awe. Assuming they only eat houses and trees, I still do not want to be near these “monsters”, including the smaller ones.

There is even one stage where they look like actual termites. Who would have thought? I walk south to leave the area.

1. I’m in Ragnarok Online out in desert-like areas. I’m trying to get to this one place I know. I don’t recognize the areas I’m in. There are creatures, some of them hostile, that I avoid. At one point there was this big bull-like creature, and some lizards. I also see a few places that look like little houses. The sound effect in the background (bird chirping??) was the one often played in forested areas.

Inspiration: I was thinking about RO last night.

2. Liquid in the large metal mixing bowl, to be mixed with thicker substances.

Inspiration: Just like the chocolate chip cookies I made a few days ago, it was stressful because I had to make a crap-ton.

3. Me looking down on a burrito on a plate and water in a container, confusedly wondering why I’m here.

Inspiration: This one is ironic, haven’t had burritos in a while, but just today mom asked me to make her one.

1. Two animal-like creatures scuttling north along a road. Then they turn into Gon and Killua?

Inspiration: Maybe my previous road dream. And Gon & Killua because I recently saw one of my old goals with them and have been watching Hunter x Hunter.

2. Me and mom are in some woods. She holds back as I spot some pretty aquamarine colored marbles on the dirt ground and I start picking them up. To the left, I see a heaping pile of dirt, and realize that the ‘main piece’ must be there. I go over and kick the top off. I uncover a smaller bowling-pin shaped marble. There’s something small stuck inside of it but I didn’t get a close enough look to remember what.

3. I’m outside at grandma’s house. I walk up to the back porch and see a younger girl with longer, wavy blond hair sort of crouched underneath it at the back. For some reason, I think she’s mute, but then I realize she’s just deaf when she starts talking, and her voice is kind of loud. She starts writing her number down on a slip of pink paper.

I’m inside at the stove cooking, something about marshmallows and flour. There are people in the house that are similar to the family in Here Comes Honey Boo Boo.

I’m talking to my [old] school friend, Ella, (I think at different times it was on the phone and seeing her in her room omnisciently, it’s confusing), it’s in the future. I’m upset with her because I called her twice and left messages but she never called back. She sighs in exasperation and says that it must have been her dad; he apparently has a habit of meddling with the phone or something.

Inspirations: Maybe because grandma’s house is a memory palace. Number from my PAO system? Mute/deaf from blind dream? Cooking from WL cooking (recently made a S’mores with marshmallows and peanut butter cookies with flour). Recently talked to mom about Honey Boo Boo. Phone probably comes from previous dream with a phone.

In my first dream, I was at work at south housing with Silas. I called master control because I wanted to see if I was on the list for overtime. My watch said 11:41 and when I looked at it again it said 12:40.

In my other dream, I was watching a documentary or a movie about some guy and a mexican woman robbing houses by entering them through the fireplace. There was a lot of driving around and I think I was driving the car. After they robbed about 3 houses, they went back to the first one and cleaned up the mess. The woman told the man "You'd better not leave me behind" and the man replied "Don't worry I won't" Suddenly, the owners arrived and everyone went to the car. I was part of the dream now and I started driving. We saw a cop and knew we were in trouble. We sped down the town and through fences until we finally reached a city. It looked like I was in a GTA game we finally lost the cops. That's when my dream ended.

I can barely remember being in the city with a lot of friends, and somehow we had to kill each other to survive, I guess like The Hunger Games. I survived and woke up into another dream, in which I was in the beach with the same friend who didn't kill me. I said to him: 'I just had a dream and you had to kill me haha'. He was with his cousin and we went into the water.

Morning of March 3, 2014. Monday.



There is something quite odd going on here in this one. Apparently, when someone dies, their body is then inhabited by a living relative who acts “as them” at some sort of celebration or diverse variant of a funeral and longer wake, I believe over two weeks or so. I am not sure I ever had a dream of this nature or anywhere near it. There are even serious questions brought up (in my own mind) about the practice later on.

Somehow, the situation is relating to two sisters who have passed on in reality (Carol and Marilyn) and my mother. (I am wondering if this is some sort of variation on the “three women” theme I have sometimes had since earliest memory.)

Sister Marilyn is “alive” in body, inhabited by a brother-in-law’s relative, Vickie R. We talk, although there is something very unusual and “new” about the whole scenario. Carol actually seems like herself, but I guess that is relative to the acting skills of the one who is “inhabiting” her. Most of the scenario takes place at sister Marilyn’s house. I do not recall any other specific locations.

Apparently, the relative who inhabits the body of the deceased for all the ceremonies and interaction and such is asleep (that is, their physical body is asleep) during that time period, being that person with the energies of their spirit and mind (even though I also sense that the person who inhabits the relative is somehow also living their waking life normally at times - which does not seem possible in afterthought). However, I have to wonder that if the person who is deceased is actually deceased, then how does their body function at all, especially after a week or two? They seem healthy and normal in their speech and manner. I also am not sure why my two sisters and mother are in this event all at the same time, since they had died at completely different times.

Over time, I start to question how the deceased were no longer alive in the first place, as, in my dream, death makes no sense at all in the way it is portrayed, that is, how could the body be activated by a relative unless the person (the deceased) was forced out of their own body somehow (for example, how could you die if the body was still fully working or “inhabitable” by a spirit or soul or mental energy) - which makes me somewhat suspicious of the practice of this “alternate world”. My mother seems no different, that is, it seems to be actually her, at least most of the time. Marilyn is the only one where the inhabitant is actually identified for certain. However, there is also the idea that my mother’s “driver” is the spirit or energy of someone who has also died prior to my mother, which makes even less sense, making my dream more ambiguous at one point, although this is not certain. Even less sensible, if spirits can survive beyond death, could they just inhabit their own bodies in the way the relatives do in this case and live normally? (For some reason, I am not taking the fact of how bodies age into the equation - dream amnesia, I guess.)

There is not much drama; mostly an unusual suspicion over how people actually die in this alternate world. It is not a strong emotion; I am just wondering what exactly is going on and how long it will last. It even seems slightly like a holiday at one point.

1. [Non-Lucid]
Watching a guy/friend play this racing game, he does really well, I decided to have a go to to try and beat him, first go I failed almost immediately and said "uhh that was just a test" so I tried again and I'm terrible at this game and thus fail repeatedly.

We have to go get on a couch to somewhere so we stop playing and exit the room which turned out to be a cinema, outside are lots of parked buses, the coach I'm getting on seems to just be a slightly bigger bus but then we walk over to the side and the coaches hull carries on sideways like its flexible in the middle, we walk further round and opens up, there are spiral staircases (Laura randomly appears for second or 2) I take the left staircase.

When I get to the top theirs a barrier and a woman with a device in the shape of a stick that she attaches to my chairs left footplate, then I go on through. Now I come to a wall we have to climb, I don't really remember what happened except all the while I could hear 2 women arguing and swearing at each other, we almost reach the end, to get to the end we need to grab onto a ledge, so trying this i slip and fall grabbing onto some random blue string dangling from the ledge but unfortunately for me it can't hold my weight and I fall...probably to my death.

Fragments:
I'm looking for Mr.Thelton for some reason, I eventually find him.

Possible dream signs:
Laura