dream fragment

I dreamt that I was in school learning Russian. The blonde female teacher was teaching me a few words and how to use the computer's command buttons. I was also asked to draw the letter P a lot.

I was in a big room with 2 other guys and we were playing with some boxes. They dressed up in childish suits and started fighting like idiots. Lucy was there so was Mark from Level 2 Maintenance.
I then appeared on a shore with people selling stuff on stands and medium buildings behind me. There was water that separated various islands. One particular island had a very large tower. I had to Mark of the Outsider and was able to Blink. I had a few missions, one of them was to kill a guy hoarding food. After I killed him in his underwater cave, I found a lot of stored potatoes. I left and found out that Mark got the credit for finding them. The area thrived and there was no more hunger. Mark knew it was thanks to me so he allowed me to share his riches. Later, a cop was abusing his power and whipping people. I confronted him and he tried to spray me. He missed and I knew it was a weak type of pepper spray. I grabbed my Phase IV from my duty belt and sprayed him back. I took his whip and started hitting him with it. He started running but I chased after him. He ran toweards the water and jumped. He started to fly and turned into a cat. In mid air, he turned around and started to fly towards the city but I jumped, Blinked right in front of him, and whipped him in the back of the neck. He fell to the floor and I threw the whip down. A security guard picked it up and showed me how ripped up the whip got after I hit him. I looked at the dying cop/cat, pulled out my pistol, and shot him, ending his misery.

Morning of February 22, 2014. Saturday.



This is a more positive variant on the recurring King Street dreams (which I have had off and on for over twenty years) where I often owe a lot of back rent and am wandering about at different times through a former or present room. There have been many variations.

I end up looking around in the south-most apartment on the east side of the big boarding house. It does not seem to be the place I had lived at recently (and I never had that particular apartment in real life). There is not that much activity or movement from other potential tenants. Later on, there is a first-time (I think) variation in this type of dream. The landlady comes up and says I can have that particular room and I will actually be paid to live there. This seems a bit unusual, but I guess that is how it will then be (in my dream). I still believe that I should be paying her, though.

Apparently, I had actually been living in the middle room (as I had once in real life) on the east side of the building, before wandering off and living elsewhere (unknown) or being homeless for six months or less, I think. Someone else, however, had been living there for a few weeks though my belongings were all still in the room exactly as I had left them.

My belongings, other than a few clothes, turn out to be a large number of mostly hardcover science fiction books (including Isaac Asimov’s “Foundation”) and 33 rpm record albums, mostly in larger cardboard boxes. As I move them to my new living location, a couple others help, and the other tenant (about nineteen and likely a local university student) seems somewhat relieved that he has more space for his own possessions.

Then comes the somewhat disjointed and more unusual part of my dream. For some reason, I put on the video of Rick Springfield’s “Speak to the Sky” (a song I played often in my youth - yet did not know he was Australian and from Sydney). This is not like the one I actually have.

It is not any real video, though, and it does not even look like him. He plays an acoustic guitar (with a large mic and amp, I think) in front of a small audience on a mostly featureless and inconsequential stage. There is a strong focus on some sort of eerie buzzing effect on one of the guitar strings every two measures or so - probably the low E string. He supposedly makes this sound by placing a stick just close enough to the string to cause the additional sound each time. I suppose I should be wondering how he is able to play the guitar with both hands and hold the stick at the same time. I do not question this obvious impossibility, though. At times, it looks like an ordinary board from the outer wall of a wooden house.

(In afterthought, this may be some sort of play on George Harrison’s “While My Guitar Gently Weeps” and possibly also with the saying “Speak softly and carry a big stick”). From there, not much happens other than a bit of idle conversation and look around at my supposed large record collection, spread out over about seven or more boxes as well as the same for the books. “Speak to the Sky” has appeared (or rather played) in my dreams more than other songs, I would say.

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I had a dream which was kind of short the other night, but it was a pretty interesting one. I dream I am at my friend Connor's house, only in the dream it isn't his house, rather a kidnapper's home. My friends and I visit the home and we are kidnapped by a man by the name of Rick. He also manages to kidnap my dog as well. We are held captive for awhile until if I recall right, my friends distract the man in some sort of way. They might've attacked him, but my memory isn't clear on it. Anyway, I take this moment to try and escape. I run off and for some reason I take my dog with me. I've got nothing against him, but why would anyone take their dog with them in this situation, when they would oblivious to what is going on? I don't take this into account and continue running away. I make it to the fields of the local high school and I continue to run. My dog now starts barking, and I knew that we were a dead giveaway now. This is until I see a police officer nearby and I grab his attention. I tell him a man named Rick has my friends kidnapped and is going to kill us all. As I say this, Rick and his partner show up. The police officer then pulls out a revolver and shoots Rick's partner square in the face without hesitation.

Damn! Talk about merciless! He then tries to kill Rick but fails before Rick can kill him. I see that the revolver is still on the ground in front of me, and I grab it. I check the bullets to see only two left. I put the loader back in and fire multiple times, only to hear clicks. Then a round fires and misses Rick by mere inches, and then another round fires, this one hitting him in the chest. Rick is down for the count now, and we're free! That's all I can remember.

Today i dreamt i was on facebook, i saw a post about heat online.
I found it weird and cool at the same time.


Dream elements:

-facebook
-heat online

Technique used: ----------

hours slept: 8 hours

Was just in a dream, sitting around inside a house looking at papers, when some old memory of me returns and I think about the time I was awake writing down lyrics on paper and I wrote, "jasons dreaming" that wasn't an actual dream but the memory of that event triggered something and I looked at the paper I was hold and sure enough a printer popped out of the bottom of the page and printed another page out from it, so basically one page has a printer hanging from it print forth more. And then I knew I was dreaming. I think the people around me also knew they were dreaming or at least some of us were, because I was whisped to another scene outside next to a fence and someone was in the background giving commands saying, "don't haunt these people or you will be haunted in return", then I jumped the fence and heard someone say those dogs are going to tear you apart, but I didn't care I was free and I was not afraid and I jumped so damn high I landed on the first floor roof of the building I was aiming for and it was a tall building many about 6 or so floors and I started spiderman climbing, jumping, and loving every moment of it. I finally got to a good flat roof area at the top, and plugged my nose and breathed in and still felt the air flow through my nose, and knew I was still dreaming. But the breathing felt good so I kept doing it, I kept plugging my nose and taking in nice deep breaths, and suddenly I awoke.

Some more scenes before the LD that I remember:
1. I was in some sort of war, and backed into a corner with other guy who was more more powerful than me, felt like we were playing a game. My ammo/weapon just wasn't doing any damage, but the big guy backed in the corner with me, he ceased shooting, because his shots were damaging my health bar as well, but I defended us vigorously.

2. Was on a spaceship talking to some person, next to a console. Was very interesting, he definitely was not human, and the person sitting to his right had horns. Very multidimensional and full of volume in that dream. Tolec.

3. A couple dreams were I had boners, and was playing coverup with my shame, but sometimes I just did not care.

Dream
Notes

Last night, I dreamt that I was in a small room with a mirror on the right side of the wall and an oriental painting on the left. I was in between the mirror and painting looking away from the wall at something. I didn't show any emotion but I looked to be a young age.

This is the first dream I had when I started keeping a dream journal on 1/29/2014. I'll post a few per day until I reach the current date.

I made a quick video several time last night to help me remember these dreams as I woke up from them so here is what i jotted down plus a little extra from what I can still recall about them.

Dream one
not lucid

I am in a city and its very dark out there are busses all over the place and a few other cars. I am driving in mine and everthing seems normal for a while until i pull up to this car garage. I pull up and I notice that im driving from the right side of the car instead of the normal left side but I dont think anything of it and i go about my business. I drive pass a buss and come up to a security gate and drive through and the car i was in barely fits through I keep going and there is another one and i make it through that one. yet again there is another one and this time I feel a little out of control and feel almost drunk I drive through the last one but it takes a while as i dont want to hit the edges of the car and wreck it. I get out and go down this pier and this couple is yelling the guy was saying he was mad because they had almost be hit by some person in the parking garage. I assume it is me they are talking about and i try and hide my face from them. I hop on a quad and drive it into the sand dune next to the pier and drive towards the shore. As I get closer I see my brother and a few other people I know on a boat and they are asking me if i want to come. I looked around and said sure why not! I notice a friend on the back of the boat a girl that appears to be my brothers girlfriend and in the seat infront of them was her two daughters then it was my brother in front of them. My other friend with me moved and sat in the back seat with my brothers girlfriend and i sat in a big seat infront of my brother. He asked if we were all ready and i said i guess so! he took off and i slid to the side of the seat and grabbed on for dear life. there was a life guard / boatsman at the end of the pier and was telling us to becareful as the waves were getting bad. We drove out hit a huge wave but as we were on it my brother was able to turn the boat around and we drifted on the wave and almost clipped the man on the pier with the motor. we appologized and went out a little further and did the same thing again drifting with the wave. Then i woke up and made a quick sound bit via video to recall this morning.

Dream two
could be lucid (this was an attempt to become lucid and have a shared dream)

Im not sure if this was a dream or not but i feel it might of been as other wise i was day dreaming about it for an hour and half. I was trying to place myself on the moon it became very vivid to me but i never recall being on the moon that whole time. I could tell I was awake and i felt as if i could open my eyes up and wake up at any second giving me the impression that i was day dreaming while trying to fall back asleep but I am unsure.


Dream three
Not lucid

I am in a world that looks like earth and I meet this guy in the dream i ask him if he can help me become a better lucid dreamer and he says he will and that he just needs some information from me. I smile and bring him the stuff he needs we fill it out and his wife comes over to help me out with the package for it and we talk i dont recall abotu what but i remember saying at the end to her comment of your like family to us now. I smiled and said im a "lucid brother" and winked she smiled and said yes yes thats a good one! I am forced to leave them as two girls i was with are upset it would appear that this painter killer is loose and is just killed somebody and is going to strike again. One of the girls is upset and wants to catch him while the other is being deffenseive and doesnt want like it was her boyfriend or something. we pile all these bright orange yellow and red golf clubs of different sizes like from the size of your finger to the lenghty of your body. We filled it up and headed out. We appear in a park and are looking around and while there these people we see in the park start chocking and vomiting i ask the people next to me what is happening they said it must be the bomb the guy made it must be in that trash can. I look and say but how its not in the sunlight he only puts things on in broad daylight. we look around and decide we need to back up so that it doesnt affect us as we do we notice the man and begin to chase after him. Anything after that i dont remember.

Dream 4
not lucid

I enter into a dream into a world that doesnt look like earth. It looks more boxy like the game minecraft. As i walk around and am talking to myself I see a chat over bubble appear and it says JAVZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ has logged in. He then messaged Hi Jonnnnnn! (which is my name) I say out loud ohh somebodies here! and my voice kind of echos he messages again saying I can hear you So i say back well im going to find you! it echos around and then i laugh a little bit and say this voice thing is pretty cool. I look around the map and notice white footprint outlines going around and I follow them a round and i start saying in a creepy voice to have a little fun. Im gunna find you and im gunna get you. Where areeee you??? and he doesnt message back but i can just tell his answer he says that he is in a mine and there is only stupid fake diamond ore all over the place. I laugh and say alright ill be right there i find the cave and I enter in and fall down to bedrock and look around and laugh and say wow this is some nice ore! as i look and see all the fake diamond ore laying around. He says yeah i cant remember the good commands for the pick axe. I say oh i can help you with that where are you at ill bring you one. He says he is just down the tunnel so i go walking down and enter into this room its a pharmacy I look around and begin to craft a pick axe but as he comes around the corner he becomes my best friends wife. she smiles and greets me I smile back and make small talk and put the pick axe down. I walk around and the lights go out im now in a dark set of clothing and a zero hat. I start moving around in the store all sneaky like and my best friend sees me and was like oooohhh scaryyyy im a ghoooostttt and waves his flash light around and then walks away from me. I go around the corner and lay on the ground as a security light hits me. I position myself just right as to be invisible from the light though and his wife comes around the corner and sees me from another angle and is like WOW thats really cool jon! chad come and look what jon is doing. as he does some people knock on the door. Its two girls and they make out a little and then come inside. I tell my friends quick put on your costumes. they did and i put this giant picture on my head and put my head through the cut out and tied it around my head. One of the girls looked around and pulled her boobs out from her top and then they left out the door. Another man came in and just started chatting away and the girls decided to come back. One of them began to make out with the guy and then made out with my best friend and then to another random guy in the room now. I was like wow she is kind of a slut or something is she gunna make out with everybody she sees?? the leave after that and this old man comes in the door and is super mad. He is yelling at two guys in the room with us. I recoginze them all but it doesnt make any sense. One o them was Chris a old friend in highschool and another was Mark which is another person from my highschool only thing is mark was chris's uncle.. long story. The man at the door was essentially mark but it was him from the future and he was pissed that he couldnt talk to himself because chris was in the room and wouldnt leave. He got to upset and left and i thought well that was weird I remember him but he looks so old.... I then woke up and made another video to remember what happened.


UPDATE!
After looking into time stamps of when i woke up and when i recored myself. It would appear that i had a false awakeinings. It was after the first dream and because prior to the moon dream i woke up and recorded my first dream. which was at 4:43 AM so i could not of woken up before that time and had that dream. which in my dream was 3:37 AM what is amazing however was that in 15 minutes I had that moon dream and woke up as the clock said 4:59 AM. That 15 minutes about felt like it was an hour and a half long of me tossing and turning in bed not being able to sleep and trying hard to get to the moon

I didn't write this own quickly, so I've forgotten much.

I dreamed I was on a train. The train stopped at multiple afterlives, and was in fact basically the path to the afterlife. I remained alive despite being on this train, for the dead. There were conductors on every tram, the ferrymen, reapers, so on and so forth. The Kind Man shared a booth with me, and gave me a blanket in which to wrap myself with.

There were subtle differences between me and the other dead people around me. For example, at one point there was a brilliant and burning light that seemed to hurt the other dead people on the train, as if they were being burned by it. I felt nothing, and the Kind Man, ducking under the window and looking to me standing in the light, asked me why. I found I had no answer to him, and when the light faded the train was noticeably less crowded...

I met someone else on the train, who told me of their world where people worshipped a kind of creature similar to a hagfish. Their homeworld was filled with swamp and murk. The hagfish type creatures were the oly creatures that were directly beneficial to the environment around it, in other words there could never be an over-population of them. The more there were, the healthier the place was. It was believed that these creatures were the spirits of the kindest people, and that these fish temporarily regain their human forms in order to commit random acts of kindness, before disappearing again, just out of complete compassion. These fish supposedly saved drowning children and led relatives to lost family, explorers to civilizations, travelers to food. I asked that person where they were going on the train. They responded that they hoped their stop would be murky, like the swamps of their home- to be one of their sacred fish.

The Kind Man said nothing during this conversation, looking out the window with a forlorn look on his face. While I talked with that person, the scenery outside was.. hard to describe. Like an ever-shifting painting, colors that have no description. I was under the impression I was watching the essence of life and spirit and afterlife, if that makes sense. When the person passed our booth by, I looked to the Kind Man and asked him where he was going and if he was dead. He gave me a soft smile and asked me "isn't this what you made this place to be? I'm just fitting in" He opened the window to allow a warm breeze through. It smelled like... well, I can't describe it. The Kind Man looked out the window, and said to me almost absentmindedly, something I don't remember but I remember finding it fairly significant in the dream. He looked to me and gave me a sad smile, and then I woke up.

I was a new employee in a company, and yet I was tasked with conducting phone interviews for a position. Also I was supposed to contact a contractor whose contract had expired. Very awkward and stressful.

Outside there was mud and leaves and a bad rotten smell. I was in a car and there was lots of traffic that I needed to maneuver around, had a near miss almost accident.

Today i dreamt i was looking for a guy, it was sunny, i wanted to convince him
that my team won, when i found him i told him. "There was a game between sevilla and Yukio"
he was angry and told me there wasn't any soccer game among those teams.
I said there was and told him yukio had won. he kept insisting.
I got angry and went away.


Dream elements:

-Soccer

Technique used: ----------

hours slept: 8 hours

I was walking with a group of people outdoors. I think Mum was leading the group, but I'm not too sure. I remember asking where Lake Taupo was, and suddenly it appeared to my right. It was big and it was quite choppy out on the water. This looked nothing like the real Lake Taupo in New Zealand. We walked around it for a while and I looked back to where we had come from. I saw some hills, and it was a clear day.

19.02.2014

Dream Fragment: Call 911! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

We were in my old classroom. Someone sitting next to me was suddenly seriously hurt and bleeding and I started shouting repeatedly: "Call 911!" (Which is weird, because in my country it's not 911.)

19.02.2014

Dream Fragment: Joseph Gordon-Levitt (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was watching "3rd rock from the moon" with someone and told that person that the one guy is played by Joseph Gordon-Levitt.

I was driving at 130 mph trying to do a jump but then bam into a tree. Later I fell of a thing and got saved by video game characters.


swimming

Failing at playing music even though Im actually really good at that. Then onto a white school bus with a magic door where you play emo games in your mind, hoping nobody finds out about your obsessions.

Went on a fishing trip with my dad. He was on the shoreline and I was out in a canoe. I looked in the water and there were giant fish like muskies, salmon and humongous goldfish. But the water was pretty shallow oddly enough. As I got closer to them my dad would shout out that I was scaring them away but really it was his shouting that frightened them. Then I was standing and a fisher( the animal) started coming towards me. It was trying to bite me and I kicked it in the face. The water was gone at this point and my dad rushed over and let the fisher bite him. It was like slow motion as it sunk its fangs into him arm. He said that it was the only way it would go away. We got into a van and I was freaking out cause it gave my dad rabies. He said he needed to get a tetanus shot because it had the most chemicals to counteract the rabies.