dream fragment

Side-note Lucid

A strange test
I'm flying in a large military plane - an old bomber? - to meet with some of my work team. I'm a passenger. First we fly to Aaron's house. He's on a cul-de-sac, near the end. We fly a circle around his house and try to figure out if we can land on the road. His house has a lot of antennas. The pilot is talking to Aaron's team lead on the phone, figuring out when we can meet. Aaron's currently really busy, but since we're here in a cool plane, he should be able to make time.

Now I'm in a car with someone driving back. They think I lost one of my shoes, so I'm a security risk; but I still have both my shoes on. Someone got confused. Now I'm back. The final test in some kind of competition is going on, and I've missed one of three hours. I think I still have time to do it all, but I'll need to hurry. I try to calm my nerves. Now I'm in what looks like a living room. Behind me a door leads back into the school. Somehow I accidentally stumbled across a kind of apartment while looking for the school's bathroom. I apologize to the occupants and leave.

Now I'm taking some kind of math test. Now I'm printing some kind of recommendation form sent by AW. Now I've finished everything and I'm looking over it. I read the recommendation letter and am horrified by all the typos. I decide I have time to pull it up and fix it. Something very strange happens with the text editor; it's not cooperating at all. I think I finally manage to get it working. Now I'm editing stuff by playing some kind of game. Things are going well, but then an internal timer reaches six hours and the game becomes much, much harder. Enemies who were previously easy now become strong enough easily to kill me. I'm having real trouble, and I don't have much time left to fix the document before the contest is over. I try to figure out if I can reset the timer to make things easier again.

Two contestants before me sing their final thing. They do a lovely duet in harmony with accompaniment. I congratulate them, and they say that others won't be able to do it since you need accompaniment to sing in harmony. I disagree, but I don't say anything. One of them - Mom? - wants to know if I'm interested in her final score. I say I am, but she doesn't hear me and walks off.



Walking at the park
I'm walking on a path entering a fairly crowded park. I see my pastor talking to a group. This park allows most activities, but if you're going to run, you have to do barefoot running. I don't know if he knows this or if he knows what that means, so I intend to pull him aside later and demonstrate. On my left is a building with an open door. One woman leads a dog out; shortly after, another leads a dog in. I realize the owner of the house must do dog-sitting. I overhear the new lady say something about keeping the dog for an extra half-day this time, and the owner of the business says how much it'll be. Now I'm still walking on the path, but I've got a dog walking with me. It's a Scottish Terrier, very like my step-aunt's old dog Brandy. We're in a park that allows pretty much any activity, except that if you run, you have to do barefoot running. I'm walking him along a path that runs next to a wide stream that leads into a lake. At one point, I realize I've lost him; looking ahead, I see him up ahead, just sniffing a HUGE black dog (I know he's 500 pounds). Both dogs are acting very friendly to each other. I catch up and apologize, and the lady walking the other dog says it's no trouble. Later, we're trying to cross a narrower part of the sidewalk. A lady is three with her slightly disabled adult daughter. They're letting people coming towards us get off the bridge, trying to empty it of people so the daughter will have an easier time getting across. I don't want to wait behind them so I just go around a different way.

Now I'm in a bathroom. I go to use the urinal on the far end (on the left) but realize it has no bottom. I quickly shift one over. Now I'm washing my hands. I'm in the same place as before, but the urinals are gone and sinks are in their place (I don't realize this at the time). I look over at the leftmost sink and get a little confused when I see it has a proper bottom. I notice some buttons along the side - three, with the middle button already pushed in. I press the bottom button and a kind of waterfall out the front of the sink starts, running right onto the floor. I notice a label by the button asking not to use that for too long or it'll flood the bathroom. I press the top button and get a blast of hot air - a hand dryer. An "awooga" alarm also starts up to remind the user to turn it off. I wonder why they didn't have that with the waterfall feature, since that seems much more dangerous. JG is there; we say something brief.

Now I'm leaving the bathroom. As I turn the corner, I realize I lost the dog again. I see some straps and I decide the easiest way to get him back is to hold one of the straps and really believe that it's a leash and he's on the other end (at this point I know I'm dreaming but there's no real awareness). Before I try it, I remember that I wanted to try lots of RCs next time I'm dreaming. Now I'm in an area with some giant windows to my right; the bathroom is to my left. I realize I'm getting that slightly "tipsy" feeling that indicates the dream isn't as stable as I'd like, but I remember that RCs help stabilize, so I start off with the traditional nose-pinch. The feeling of air passing through a pinched nose is one of the most amazing feelings! Next, I remember someone (Sivason?) talking about the importance of remembering the reality of the dreaming body without dwelling on any of its senses. I take a moment to think about that, to remember that this body isn't real, that I've got a real body back in my bed. I move onto the RCs I haven't done before. First, I try to push my left pointer through my right palm. I have a great sense of expectation; I know it'll work and I want to see what happens. There's some resistance, but I can see the back of my right hand bulge some, then my finger pops through. The hole my finger goes through isn't smooth; it's uneven, looking like it really did punch through.

Now I'm trying to remember other RC techs, but I'm having trouble. Finally, I remember the jump test. I jump, expecting to float down; instead, I find myself hanging in mid-air as if caught by the waist, head towards the floor, legs out behind me. I decide I should easily be able to transition to flying. so I stretch out horizontally and fly towards the window. Somehow I get it open. Beyond the window I see a fly screen, but I figure I can punch straight through it, so I fly at it, expecting to go through. Instead, it catches me and starts to stretch and stretch. Somehow I end up going down. I was many stories up, and now I'm going down towards the ground caught in the ever stretching net of the fly screen. Finally, a couple of stories up, the fly screen won't stretch any more and I'm just stuck hanging there. I try to think if I can get back up to the window to knock the flyscreen frame off. I get stuck with my eyes closed and start to panic a bit, but I calm down and start pinching my nose to keep myself grounded. After a few seconds I'm able to open my eyes again. The flyscreen is gone.

Now I'm on something floating, some kind of one-person soft raft. Hundreds of people around me are on similar things, and we're all floating along. I still know this is a dream, but all awareness is gone. I manage to do something impossible to jump up onto a wall running next to the water. Now I'm downstream. I jump from the wall onto people's rafts and use them to cross to the other side, onto some kind of small pier.


Fragment:
Vertical slits have been cut in the side of the microwave cabinet and knives are stuck through them like a strange knife block. The largest knife is just touching the side of the microwave.

So I didn't sleep great last night since my wife is sick and coughing all night I decided to sleep on the couch which was not comfy at all.

1. I woke at around 130 or so with this. I don't know if I was all the way asleep or what bit I knew I was dreaming, I also knew I was uncomfortable on the couch. I was with my family in the valet area of a hotel or parking lot, I knew it was a dream not sure if I WILDED there or not but immediately I spiraled out and adjusted so I wasn't so uncomfortable and tried a DEILD and think I was successful for a couple of seconds but was still uncomfortable and had a headache so I gave up and woke myself. I got up and took some aspirin for my headache and went back to bed.

2. This one was weird. FI was with a group of people and we were unpacking a large package/present. It was just a large cardboard box with packing tape on it. I was cutting the tape with a knife or scissors. Inside the box was a machine which gave people diseases and for some reason it was a coveted item or a good thing to have. Like to give yourself a bunch of diseases was a good thing. Some diseases were breathed in and had containers labeled with what the diseases were. I remember not wanting to touch some of the containers.

3. On a ship walking around I ran into the supervisor and he showed me an evaluation that I hadn't seen but it was really in bad shape. He was the last one that was going to sign it and I needed to run it to our office to get it fixed. I remember that I kept leaving my had places and I had to go back and get it a couple of times. In a big open area I was waiting for some others but did not feel like being there since whatever we were doing I found stupid. I headed up some stairs and there was a girl there trying to zip some material onto the stair rails. She asked for my help and I held the bottom. This rail cover turned into her outfit which was some sort of zippable one piece suit thing. I watched her try to zip it a couple times but the zipper kept splitting as she would get about a quarter way down. I asked if she wanted some help and notices she was in her birthday suit underneath and I tried not to look. I then tried once and it split for me. I unzipped it all the way and was able to zip the suit up all the way. She was very thankful for my help and gave me a hug. I told her that I knew how horrible it was to have to be naked places.

I had every intention of a good lucid dream last night, I think the couch squashed those intentions. Stupid couch.

Last night a guy I know was performing a chakra healing for D and me. All I can think of is what I can possibly do to help him overcome these obstacles
Dreamt of D again.
1. We are walking down a main street, probably in Europe.
2. My mum is mad at me because I don't go anywhere without my phone anymore. All I can say is "I need it in case D finally contacts me!"
3. D is telling me (as he once did in real life) that his company is paying for him everytime he needs to move somewhere else.
4. There is Nick, haven't thought of him in years, but for some reason he needs to be found and contacted.

Tonight I'll post and ask for help here.

Fragment: City Map

Somebody was showing me a map of a city built on a couple of islands. They were in fact showing me two different versions that were a couple decades apart and showing me how the city had grown over the years.

Late For Class,Forgotten PowerPoint,In my Underwear

You know, I've gotten so attuned to the "typical" dreams of being late for class, forgetting homework, and being in those sorts of embarrassing situations, that I was legitimately surprised that I didn't get lucid here.

I was running to get to my social studies class, and the bell rang. It was just down the hall, and the teacher was standing outside the class, he just sort of gave me a scolding look and went into the classroom. For some reason, my walk was real clumsy, and I sort of staggered down the hallway to the classroom.
When I got into the classroom, I noticed that I was hot. I had a jacket on over a hoodie and a t-shirt. I also had on two pairs of pants. I took off both the hoodie and the jacket. I then tried to take off one of the pairs of pants, but accidentally took off both and was in my underwear.
The teacher facepalmed appropriately and everyone in the class was laughing at me.
All of the lights were off and the projector was on (one of those digital projectors that can project a computer screen.) The teacher asked me if I had my PowerPoint ready.
"What PowerPoint?! I don't know what your talking about."
And he tells me that before break he assigned us a big project that we have to make a PowerPoint. He says I can turn it in tomorrow but if I don't I get no points in the gradebook.
The dream ended with me putting my head down onto my desk thinking about how the heck I am supposed to do this project in one night.

Lucid Dream #70: Good Practice

This was an overall good lucid dream. I liked that it felt more stable than some of my previous lucid dreams.

I feel like I just sort of get "plopped" into my school's gymnasium, and my mind was sort of blank. This was similar to the first time I was lucid dreaming, as I got to see the dream begin. So this might have been as I was entering REM sleep.
The gym was ultimately empty, and it actually seemed different than my schools gymnasium, but it sort of had the feel of my school. I stabilized the dream by rubbing my hands together and decided to try out some dream control.
And let me just say that this dream felt way more vivid and stable than my last few lucid dreams.
I had no real plans, so I just wanted to have fun. I jumped, and managed to go fifteen or twenty feet into the air. But I wanted to go higher, so I focused on the metal support beams in the roof of the gym. From there, I was able to start flying in a very slow controlled way and began soaring around the gym.
A bunch of other dream characters began filtering in, but none of them familiar. There was this one boy who was also able to jump relativily high, but not fly as I was. But he kept on jumping up in-front of me, and I would hit him. It almost seemed like he was doing this on purpose. Each time I hit him, I would sort of have to hold him and lower him back to the ground slowly. I apologized and let him continue. But this was getting annoying. We eventually decided to each stick to our own sides of the gym for our activities.
I eventually stopped flying and grabbed onto one of the metal support beams. There was enough room for me to stand on a horizontal beam and hold onto a vertical beam with one of my hands. Viewing the gymnasium from the roof was a rather odd experience.
There was this floating platform that came into the gym with this girl who was trying to look all attractive for me. But for whatever reason I thought to myself that I didn't want to try sexy things with dream characters right now.
I opened a telepathic communication with her and told her that perhaps in a future lucid dream she could visit me again. But for now, no.
After that, I took off flying again, did one more circle around the gymnasium. As I started to lose the dream, I was taken into a third person view of myself flying. The view was from behind and above me, and I was flying forward, kindof like superman. But I had a long black cape and hood on, and had no way of getting a look at my dreaming self.

Side note: I've been trying to figure out what my "dream self" looks like for some artwork I've been planning on doing. Black cloak and hood is a start.

At rushcliffe gym center was prcatising on highbars, chalked up.
All the coaches were messing around, can't remember what the hype was about.
Was talking to someone who was on the highbars (matthew mcdermott?)
A female coach came over with her student, and waas waiting to go on next.
I saw them waiting, so got off and went to do something else.
Still, all the coaches were laughing and mocking each other, giggly, and i can't remember why.

It started off totally weird:
I'm at my former dermatologist (haven't been there in years) and I tell the aesthetican that we need to do something about my wrinkle on my forehead. For some (at this point unknown) reason I'm totally obsessed with plastic surgery and to look great. The doctor cuts me in my forehead and tells me this is the best way to make the wrinkle go. I'm totally ok with it. Suddenly I'm with my mother and she tells me we can't be late as we are flying to Florida now. It turns out we need to fly to Florida as we are looking for a wedding dress for me there - I'm getting married to D. Of course I am very excited and happy. Obviously D and me are friends again, and even better we are in love and getting married now. We arrive at an airport and my mother's bag is missing. I walk up to the TSA lady (as she's the only one in the arrival hall) and tell her about it. While she looks at our passports and tickets to figure out what happened I hear a terrible voice, almost like one of these public announcements. Don't worry about the bag or anything, nothing of all of this will happen anyway. I woke up crying.

In the second dream I was watching Nicky and David (which seemed to be one person?) in a youtube video?? It was very short and weird.

Woke up at around 7:30. Went back to bed around 8:30. Did a 20 minute meditation, felt good. My thoughts are with D and if there is anyway to save and fix the friendship. More and more I feel like I should give it a shot and ask for help in the beyond dreaming section here.

Lucid fragment.

I know that I had a lucid dream, but I have no idea what happened in it. All I can rember was that is boasted some similarities to my last two lucid dreams... just with the general feel of the dreams.

Thieving levels 1 and 2

I had been taken by some thieving group that had to steal these ancient relics that were owned by different people. (And of course, they want me to do the dirty work and actually steal each relic.) Each one was with a different person at a different location and each location was going to be more difficult to steal from than the last. I have no idea how many of these there are in total.
Location one felt like my own neighborhood by the design and spacing of the houses and streets. The other thieves gave to me this Bluetooth type headset so that they could communicate with me.
The first house we were going to steal from, we were going to steal from it in broad daylight while the residents were home. (Yea real bright idea, thieves.) To do this, I had to quietly open a side door on their garage and then open a trapdoor on the floor of their garage.
From there, I had to crawl through a dirt ventilation shaft (if that makes any sense) about two stories underground into this dungeon like basement that they had. The basement was filled to the top with boxes of stuff, and was difficult to navigate, but I eventually found the relic that I was looking for. It just looked like a golden cube about two inches on edge with a sort of circuit board pattern to it.
As I was holding it, I paid attention to the activities going on upstairs. I could hear dishes clanking and people talking. I thought that it might be dinnertime in this household.
I crawled back out of the dirt vent and up through the garage out of the house.

The second relic was stored in the barn of a paranoid middle-aged farmer. The farm was actually behind these rows of houses in a different subdivision in a different area. The area had a sort of arid feel to it, as though we were in a hot, dry climate.
The other thieves had a plan that I would look like an innocent jogger who would sneak into his barn, grab the relic, then run away.
I came jogging along the trail that led by his barn. There were a couple of large pastures for cows and horses. The barn itself, well it didn't look like a classic barn being panted red and white. This one was bare wood, and had a low slanted roof.
I took two quick looks in either direction to make sure nobody was coming. Then went off the trail, through one of the cow pastures into the barn. When I got inside, I was met with a surprise, there were cowbells hanging from strings everywhere. Through my headset the other thieves told me that the farmer would hear these if I accidentally hit them.
I make my way through the barn and up to the second level. I find the relic on a pile of hay and get ready to make my way back when I accidentally trip one of the cowbells. I hear the door of the farmhouse open.
Crap.
I just say screw it and run out to the field, tripping a bunch more cowbells as I get out of the barn. He hasn't seen me yet. I get back to the path and try to pull the whole "harmless jogger" routine to trick the farmer. The thieves explain to me that once I get off his property, I'm safe, and he's not allowed to come after me anymore.
A shogun blast comes from behind and destroys a fencepost. The farmer grabs me. I'm caught, and the farmer takes his relic back.

The dream had two endings somehow.

Ending #1.
After the farmer caught me he just got really angry and began yelling at me. There wasn't really much else he could do besides scold me for trying to steal his relic.

Ending #2.
The farmer had some tradition that every time someone tried to steal from him, they would have to fight his three sons. I had to face them in this small coliseum like location made out of scrap wood and metal with dozens of other farmers watching.
I was fighting his sons, mostly kicking them to keep them away.

Legend: Non-Lucid , Semi-Lucid , Lucid

Underground Church Infiltration:
My sister is trapped in an underground church. Me and a friend make our way down there. As we enter the cavern, it's massive and lit up by underground lava flowing below us. There are monsters patrolling along the church and there's a group of them at another structure by the church. My friend goes into a nearby room and does something. Either he's collecting information or just being afraid and hiding. I make my way into the church. I run in with two swords and aggro the first demon ( the format of the dream switched to dark souls style, which is a video game ). I get killed and make another attempt. This time, i have a long cable and i end up choking someone with it. This is all i can remember of this dream.

Next dream, I'm at my school, we're playing some sort of game. I have a blowpipe and i'm shooting other students which become "infected" once they get shot. I then befriend a guy that tries to fight me. And finally, this dream ends with me watching some sort of video in the principals office. After this dream, i have some fragment about me killing Xenomorphs.

In this dream I was visiting some fancy rich family and I had my horse with me. I assured them that my horse was potty trained, and enquired whether their stable was equipped with a potty that a horse could use. I had the impression that I wanted to out compete them on the fancier than though front.

Ok well I was out of town and didn't have the time to do these on a daily basis.

29Dec13

I took notes on this one after the fact, a couple dreams after and wrote the night after I had it so it was pretty fuzzy.

I was dating or met and started dating a girl. There was another girl (her friend) who was dating one of my friends. Bars and clubs. Rode a bicycle with both of them down a street and going up and down street curbs. Other girl began to go crazy and tried to steal my car, I got in passenger side and pulled e-break so she couldn't take it. Ended up at a show where both of them had been performers. I took a seat for the show in a theater in the second row down, had to pass a few people and sat next to an older lady who had to move her leg or her purse. The intro was someone from the dukes of hazard apologizing for the crazy girl not being there and sorry they could not perform that night. The second act started with tall skinny girls dancing, they were all fully clothed from head to toe in heavy woven fabric doing crazy dancing.

30Dec13

This one I went lucid in and took notes right when I woke up. There was a lot more before this but I only remember snippits.

Started with me on a ship. I was going to the aft end and up a couple of decks. I went outside to see how the deck looked to see what shape it was in. For some reason I was carrying a blanket. Anyways when I got there it was really rusted but it looked like it had been freshly painted in some spots. In the water was clouds of stuff either dirt or rust. I turned around to head in and at this point is was night. A girl who worked for me was standing there and was very sad. I talked to her and found out that her husband had died. I asked from what and she said it was something crazy like malaria. I consoled her and hugged her deeply and for a long time. She climbed into my lap like a child would and straddled me. A few more people showed up there or were there and I just noticed. I knew or had the feeling that her husband was a jerk and bad for her. I told her that she should go out with another girl that was there and they should tear up the town, trying to break up the tension. Another girl crawled up to the girl who was very young, maybe 2 and I was surprised she was there by herself. I told the girl that I would take care of everything with her husband and left. I got up and started climbing stairs up and thought, "oh I have a lot to do, stressful" this was a cue to do a reality check, hands, fingers were 5, 6, 7 nice.

LUCID: I thought of flying up the rest of the way and then remembered I was working on anchoring. I looked at my hands in detail, wrinkles and hairs, moved closer to the light to get better detail. I now felt anchored! I was half way up stairs but now I was climbing up boxes. I climbed to the top and now I was on a stack of boxes and crates in a big open area, still on a ship. I anchored again since I was in a new place. Once I finished thought what should I do? I thought try to shoot fire balls from your hands? why not? This was one thing I had on my bucket list. I put my hand in the air and did some moving and thought and some words and said "fire!" and threw my hand forward. The ball went it was a ball a little bigger than a baseball, it was kind of a puttering fire ball, it was black and then on fire and black and kind of moved this way and that way. This is not the type of ball I wanted to shoot. I imagined more what I wanted it to look like and threw another. Much better it went faster and kept fire and straight. I threw it towards a couple of people and they jumped out of the way. I threw several of them all around me at people. fun. How about ice? I then threw ice balls around me in a similar fashion, these were just like snow balls. Then I tried electricity/lightning, my favorite by far. Balls of light went and when they hit gave the DC they were thrown at a nice jolt. To my right there were a couple people who looked like they were going to retaliate, so I began to use both hands and threw a barrage of fire balls towards them. Needless to say there was no retaliation. There was this really large guy behind me who I had thrown a couple of balls at and he dodged, I hit him with lightning and it zapped him. I finished throwing balls and climbed down the boxes. He was kind of mocking me so I thought of something else I could do, a "finishing move" I guess. So I threw both my hands in the air and said "Meteor!" and brought them down, at this point it began to rain meteors and got the mocker. I was thoroughly pleased with myself. I headed toward a door that was in front of me to further explore. As I reached toward a door knob the big guy grabbed my leg and pleaded with me not to go. I kind of stressed a little bit since he was so big and I didn't know if I could get him off of me. I shook once and he went off a bit. I started getting a bit mad and thought that if I couldn't get him off he was going to get it, I didn't have a plan for it but it was going to be rough for him. I did one more shake and he was off. I opened the door and walked into a neighborhood. The grass was green, it was a nice blue sky. The neighborhood was nice and I had just stepped out of the front door of a mid sized house, stucco siding and the clay shingles on the roof, 2 story. The house next door was similar as well. I noticed a big tree with green leaves. The road was a light blue like it hadn't finished loading the color yet. I practiced anchoring and probably didn't do it for long enough. I began walking toward the house next door and contemplated what I was going to do, break into the house? whoosh... out of the dream.

31st - Not much recall and only snippits.
The funeral of a friend and a moment of silence.
Waiting for others when I was leading, they would not follow. it was a mall like area.

1st - Not much recall and only snippits again but maybe an OBE?
Main thing I remember is falling asleep, I felt dream bodyish and just kind of rolled out of my body. I looked back in my bed and saw my wife sleeping, I didn't' see me.... or did I? My mind was playing tricks on me but it was definitely a dream now that I am remembering. I never became fully lucid since my mind convinced me I was just up from bed, don't remember what happened after that.

This is the first dream (first hour, in fact) of January 1, 2014. Wednesday.



My dream mostly involves watching a live stage and audience-participation performance of “Ragtime Cowboy Joe” that keeps going on and on…and on. It actually gets fairly tedious and there is a mechanical bull contest as well. Even a barbershop quartet sings it as they move to various locations around the Concordia in Wisconsin (setting), where my father performed it in real life years ago (as well as on the radio shows many years back), the hall of which seems filled with people from various time periods, even the “roaring twenties”. There is also a loose association with “Table Top Joe” (“Alice” album by Tom Waits).

Real-life memories come back indirectly and then more fully. I had planned a “jumping-jack” puppet show using thinner but commercial cardboard cutouts (from the Popsicle product) and Popsicle sticks, but decided it was not professional-looking enough. It was “Ragtime Cowboy Joe” we (the other students and I) had planned. Instead, I basically ruined the show with a dog hand-puppet and my voice could not be heard so I just introduced the next classmate (who could not hear me until I slowly yelled his name a couple of times - ironically he is now a well-known singer based in Germany), accidentally (absentmindedly) calling his seashell collection “rocks”. He was not quite prepared yet and did not look too happy and blundered his way through the names and locations in a seemingly sad voice.

That memory triggers a similar later real-life scene (from fifth grade, likely because of the line “How they run, when they hear this fellow’s gun” of the former song) where I used finger-puppets. (Can you imagine someone in fifth grade using finger puppets at a performance in this day and age?) It was a family of rabbits. I can still remember “Bang bang went the gun, see the little rabbits run” which I intoned so mechanically, the whole class sat dazed. My face felt hot for an hour. However, I was involved with other shows that were not that bad.

The third memory before shifting back to the maddening crowd is when my father made a life-sized jumping-jack puppet from thin wood and old antenna cord, representing a “Martian”.

Probably one of the hardest New Year's Eves ever for me. R didn't call or at least text. There are no words to describe how much it hurts losing him. Not even talking anymore.
Felt pretty sick the whole day and night.
Back to bed around 10 am.
Dream: I'm walking along a road with my mother and other people we seem to know. It looks like we are walking home from the city. My mother and me seem to be fighting over R. Mother recommends to give him time to cool down whereas I am scared he will never talk to me again. These other people suddenly involve themselves in our conversation as well and recommend to contact this or that person for help. I'm angry. Why do these people talk to me about R? I don't want them to. I want things to work out. Suddenly we are in the car. Only mom and me. It seems like we are in the city close to where E (mom's friend) lives. We are driving. Someone on the radio is talking about a horrible car crash in that city. Mom turns over and tells me I was the victim in this crash??

That night mom dreamt she saw R again and tried to talk to him again but he didn't stop and run away when he saw her.

Reading another person dream journal about a bush of gloves made me remember a fragment of a dream several weeks old. There is this mad bush. Instead of leaves it has thick leather gloves. Its braches are like wooden poles. They are going round and round like a conveyer belt gone crazy! It terrifies me. Is it common to dream of bushes with gloves as leaves? What might it represent?

This is all I can actually remember from last night's dream. I will try to go in order. The dream was very lucid, but I had no control over it, save in one instance:

Scene 1:

Is a party scene. My girlfriend and I are staying at a resort sort of thing. And it's night time, and all the guests have gathered for a party. There's food, alcohol, music, the works. The entire room is light up in yellow/gold. Apart from certain furniture, the chairs, dinner table, dishes, cutlery, etc, are all gold. There's a fire going. Everyone's boisterous. At some time, I get tired, and decide I want to leave. But my girlfriend refuses to leave, as it's pitch black outside. There's no lights on the pathways to our room, and she's terrified. She's never been like this, and I try to calm her down as best as I can, while trying to find out why she's terrified of the dark. She gets near to hysterical and tells me that if I continue to inquire further, it's over between us. Well, we go back inside, and she gets more comfortable. Then I try again, but to no avail, and she says it's over.

Scene 2:

I'm holding a thick, black snake as big as my body. It's segmented, and has red glowy eyes. It's supposed to be extremely venomous. Since I'm the one who caught it, I'm tasked with removing it from wherever we are right now. I don't really remember. I'm taking it outside, and i'm conscious of the knowledge that I've had previous snake dreams before, and am torn by 2 choices: I could either let the snake go, or I could let it bite me and see what happens. I'm staring at the snake, taking a good look at it while I'm thinking it out. Eventually, I let it go into the night by throwing it away, and the dream ends right there.

Fragment

Something to do with superman fighting a number of Tanks in a downtown/city area.

Lucid Dreams

I count these as two lucid dreams since in some respects they were separate dreams and I actually got lucid, lost it, then got lucid again.

I was at some apartment with S. Supposedly this was in the near future where we had graduated high school and started living on our own. (I'm graduating this spring.)
I can remember getting lucid through the old nose pinch reality check, stabilizing the dream a little, telling S that he was a dream character.
It was at that point that I picked up a ball that was lying around the room. I began to use dream control to do this trick where I would change the color of the ball by closing it in my hands, looking away, then opening my hands and the ball would be a different color.
The other dream characters didn't really seem to care, and for some reason I wanted to entertain them. I thought about a daydream that I'd had yesterday where I picked up a handful of dirt and closed my hand, when I opened it a bunch of butterflies flew out.
I wanted to try the same trick with this ball, it was the perfect sort of thing to try in a lucid dream. I closed my hands around the ball and thought about what would happen when I opened them. I thought I felt something crawling on my hand. It was ready I opened it.
No fantastic butterflies. All I managed to do was change the ball from plastic into putty. I wasn't disappointed however and began experimenting with the putty; how it felt and looked in the dream world. I could tell I was losing the dream and going to wake up.
False awakening, I'm in my own basement. It looks really realistic, but I decide to do a reality check because this looks like a false awakening.
I do the nose pinch again, but for some reason I did it for a really long time, like 10 or 15 seconds. Okay, I'm still dreaming. I decide I want to go outside and practice some more advanced dream control. (I don't get why I didn't just teleport by dream spinning, I seem to forget that I can do that...)
That said I begin making my way upstairs and paying attention to the fact that this dream, unlike the apartment dream beforehand seemed to be much more vivid. I was excited by how I could make out the patterns on the wood paneling we have in our basement.
I get upstairs, and decide to summon some dream characters, or maybe my dream guide for help. I think that the best way to summon someone would be to call them on the phone. I look at the phone list on the refrigerator and all of my waking life friends are there. I can't seem to find any unusual numbers that I would want to call, so I decide to go outside.
S is back and he has pulled up in his car. I decide to get in with him and a bunch of random DCs. We all pile into the back of his car and drive off. After a minute I realize that this was a stupid idea and now I'm stuck in this car, and can't really move, and I'm going to lose the dream. I wake up.