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[LUCID] Grocery store task
Before bed, I was running over my known dreamsigns, telling myself that "If I see X, I'll know I'm dreaming" I don't remember how this one started, but I think there's a good chance it was the "huge room" dreamsign. After waking up, I couldn't remember anything for a few moments. Just as I thought all was lost, I got a flash of this one. I'm sure I forgot parts (like how I got lucid in the first place).

I'm in a grocery store. Some kind of event is going on at one end. I'm at the other end, getting snacks. Lots of junk food is hanging in front of me; nothing is too my back. A friend is with me, but I knew that as a DC he can't be as fast as me, because he's bound by the rules of the dream. I'm still waiting for him at the snacks, and I know that once he arrives and gets his own snacks it'll still take him a while to get back to the event. I start thinking about how I can help him. I decide that adding moving walkways to the store would be a good start, but I don't actually try it.

Now, I'm looking at the store's safe. I pick up something that would let me open it (maybe the key? I don't know), but then I decide, that I'm in a dream, so I should use my mind! I stare at the door, trying to picture the gears inside it spinning, unlocking, and opening the door. Nothing happens.

Now I'm with my family in a kind of hallway next to the windows. It's wide enough for a line of cafe tables and enough room to walk. We're sitting on the floor, looking out the window. A couple of bulky men are standing outside the window. Beyond them is the parking lot and road, and beyond the road is a steep embankment going up. My wife and I are sitting right next to each other, my right arm pressed against her left. I remember the task to close my eyes for ten seconds. I get an odd feeling of excitement, that I'll be doing something I know I shouldn't be doing, but I KNOW it'll go well. I close my eyes and start counting. I focus on the feeling of my wife against my side and on the memory of what I saw. I almost see a kind of "after image". The men's shirts particularly stand out as blobs of color. I reach 10 and open my eyes. As far as I can tell, nothing has changed. I consider trying it again, except visualizing a different scene with my eyes closed; but I don't do it.

Now I'm looking at the embankment. People are climbing up ladders to the top, but something is going wrong. They're complaining loudly about it, even though it's their own fault. (I don't know how I know they're complaining; they're across the street where I can't hear them). Eventually, some other activity has to stop because their complaining is just too much of a pain.

Now I'm walking with my third daughter on the road, just like everyone else. We're still following the rules of the road and get into the left turn lane behind a line of people.


New directions
I'm walking through a grassy field (some kind of park, I think) sending a text message to Jakkarth, telling him that I've moved to a new place. I try to give a thumbnail sketch of where it is, but I'm still not familiar with the area and I can't provide real directions. I tell him that I'll send proper directions once I get back to the house. Now I've just come down from being on a play fort. I realize that my phone isn't in my pocket and look around for it. I see it on the ground under the fort, and I realize that it fell out of my pocket somehow as I was coming down.


Lost ties
I'm walking around outside church Side-note(which looks nothing like the real one)[/COLOR] when I see JB, one of our deacons, holding a wad of ties in one hand and his cell phone in the other. He's using the cell phone to talk through the PA system, announcing that he's found some ties and that they'll be going in the trash unless they're claimed soon. He shows them to me and asks if they're mine; I take a quick look and tell him they aren't. He gives one final warning over the PA, then starts to throw them away, but I stop him. I tell him that it always annoys me that the policy is always "Claim your stuff or it goes to Good Will." I wish there were a short period during which the stuff stayed on display but where anyone who wanted it could take it. He thinks about it, then agrees with me and hands me the ties to look through again, to see if I want to keep any of them. He warns me that there's trash in the middle of the wad of ties. I see that he's been going around the property, picking up trash and wadding it all together. On closer inspection, I really don't like any of the ties and start looking for a place to throw them away.


Parking deck excitement
I'm in the passenger seat of a van driven by people I'm staying with. I don't know them very well. The father Side-note(who looks like Iron Man 3's Killian - something had reminded me of Extremis the night before)[/COLOR] is driving, and his kids are in the back. We're in a parking deck, trying to get out. The main exit is backed up, so he decides to take a "short cut". He drives over a curb, knocking over some glass jars that had been placed along it. Following this path around the deck, we reach what should have been an exit, except that it's been mostly walled off. There are still gaps around and under it where we can catch glimpses of the outside. I see tires under it and hope it's not a police car, and that if it is they won't realize what we've done. He backs up back over the curb. I see that the unblocked exit is right next to this one, and that it's currently clear. I don't think he should take it yet - if it really was a police car out side, we don't want to tip its occupants off that we were the ones who jumped the curb - but he just takes the exit. Sure enough, it was a police car, and they start following us, though their lights aren't yet on. The father starts slowly accelerating. I ask incredulously if he's planning on getting into a chase with the police, but he denies it. By this time, he's going recklessly fast around the parking lot, trying to lose the police before they actually turn their lights on. I consider bailing out of the car, but decide that would be just as dangerous as staying in.


Fragments
It's night. I see something about a ghostly apparition - some kind of advanced technology - that jumped on / through a helicopter and brought it down. An investigation is ongoing into what it was. I see a pool of some kind in front of me. An artificial animal - a cow? - is helping fill it. Suddenly, I realize that the plot to bring down the helicopter was from the artificial animals, and that it lets them fill these pools over and over, becoming rich and taking all the power as they do so.

Something in a house.

This is just a small fragment, because I didn't get much sleep.

There is a 2 meters tall Vampire Lord in his big and dark castle. I know he is the antagonist of the dream. I am his 'apprentice', but I don't know why, but I want to rival him and oppose his dark soul.

I'm so sad not having been able to remember the whole dream, because it must have been really cool.

Very late in bed and stone-tired - not motivated to WBTB or properly journal with my micro.
But what is nice, is that some parts and pieces show up in my mind on their own - will later try to squeeze out some more from my brain.

One dream:
Again (ffs!) I am at this house, I am never wanted at - of the parents of my first boyfriend.
But again - we were much older.
In this dream - there was a snippet, where I wanted to use the toilet, and it wasn´t locked - I even looked, if it showed red (it was such a door). It wasn´t - I opened the door a bit - and got it slammed back closed by the irate mother - assuming, I did that on purpose - and giving me a piece of her mind, so to speak.
These dreams are full of silly crap..
There never is much interaction with him - it is mainly conflicts with his parents - esp. the mother.
And in each dream of the five I have on here now - every time, I "did something wrong" - and got expelled more or less nicely - actually every time it is something new I did wrong.
This time - again winter, again x-mas time - I was there for visit - but when then the big family walk after food was being walked - I asked my ex, what would be the problem - why she would be so hostile.
And he said, it is because she disapproves of me having an affair with him, while he also has a girlfriend.
This was true then - even when I am pretty sure, it wasn´t before we went out - just "a friend" back then I believe.

A fragment:
I took a walk through a forest with very dark trees - without leaves - but many branches being a bit meandering - even contorted. I was walking on a high pass - I could look down a rather steep decline to the right through the trees - and next to that decline started agricultural fields with some sort of grain being grown there.
But maybe 4 meters broad stretch with trees between me and that decline.
It was dark from all the branches in that place I was in - and below it was "daylight".

First I remember being watching something at my Laptop, maybe a movie, and my dad showed up from behind and I was kinda ashamed, i don't know why. After this little segment I can't recall anything for some time. Next thing i have in my mind is being walking in a rute and find a friend who I know IRL. He tells me he is going to a party and tells me something about 50 bucks, I follow him to a bus stop. He starts telling me that he is going to a huge party, he tells me he pretends to take some LSD. Then he tries to explain me which bus should we take (to explain me this he says something about ned flanders, and somehow I understand that we have to take the bus with the 115 number). Suddenly we see a "movile bus stop", this is stupid, i know. I see a bunch of people waiting for a bus in a bus stop, but the bus stop is charged somehow in a truck. So we go there to wait the bus and I close my eyes and start thinking about reaching the party, of course i didn't want to wait the freacking bus. I start concentrating about time travel with my eyes closed and when I open my eyes I'm suddenly in a room with 2 beds, my friend next to me and 2 smoking hot girls. I see a hallucination, some weird colors that doesn't make any sense. Inmediately I think about LSD and tell my friend that I can't remember consuming the drug, so he tells me to look at my eyes at the mirror, so I do, I see my pupil and it is gigantic, I'm tripping hard on acid. Then I look at one of the girls, she is blonde and really skinny. She is totally naked and squirting... a lot... obviusly my libid goes up as hell and then I wake up. The thing is I can't remember how I got lucid, but I had the posibility to time travel so I guess at some point I realized it was a dream. i wasn't even surprised that i time travelled.
(Im not sure, but maybe time travel is a TOTM?)

Just a bit of scenery: I was flying through a forest by a river, with a road running through it. A few of the trees had formed something like natural nests in the places where their trunks divided: wide platforms ringed with thick branches and covered with moss, out of sight of the road and with a good view of the river. They looked like they'd make a nice place to rest, but I was in too much of a hurry to stop.

down the road from my house there is a Caltex gas-station.

Parts of this dream where lost in my poor recall skills but my earliest recollection goes like this.

I think i saved a girl or something from inside the caltex, i think this because as i ran back into the burning building i felt heroic.
i got to the auto doors and spotted to girls i had know from primary school and also the two girls i used to be shy around.
i said "you have to get out!" they said something i cannot remember but it was basically "obviously"
so we sprinted out of the auto door and turned left, we dived as the building exploded. One of the girls had her legs catch fire, i ran over pulled my shirt off and dived to put it over the fire and extinguish it, my efforts succeeded and she came out with minor "pink" burns.

Dream signs:
-Danger -Happy feelings
-Heroic acts -Relieved feelings
-those certain girls -Home town
-fire
-Night time

this wasn't a very memorable dream apart from the emotions i felt,

it basically begins with myself inside a house with a man on a chair facing away from me.
for some reason i know this man must die and i must do it. i have with me a looped piece of rope.
i walk over and put it over his head and around his neck, i pull the looped rope down and put my foot on it.
i held the chair and stomped down as hard as i can until the man had chocked to death, i did not feel anger towards him,
it was more "it needed to be done" in fact i felt remorse.

i soon came across my mother and asked who this man was, she said she didn't know but that it needed to be done.

Dream themes:
-Murder
-Death
-Sympathetic feelings
-Sad feelings
-Indoors
-Mum

fragment:
I remember only some parts of this dream, and it's kind of blurry. I was playing a medieval version of Assassin's Creed - I was a Knight-Assassin that would run around, solve puzzles and gain new powers in a castle-city. I thought the best part was the sword fighting, I had inhuman ability to jump around and create a flurry of slashes. I eventually woke up from having too much fun.

dream:
I maintained lucidity as I went back to sleep, but I wouldn't exactly call it a WILD, I didn't do all of those fancy steps to stay aware I just kind of did it. I started out Lucid and back in the medieval castle-city. I thought for a minute about what I should do when a DC-dreamer came up and started talking to me. He was, in the dream, a DC that was supposed to be my old best-friend's dad, but he wasn't all scary like in my dream from last night. He was also not a DC in the dream, he was a dreamer. I asked him what he was doing in my dream and he told me that he just wanted to hang out, after waiting a couple minutes, my old best-friend (his son) came to join us. We went and played a little bit of the medieval Assassin's Creed until we got tired. So I picked up my cat and decided I was going to walk up to a hillside bar that was overlooking the ocean to have a drink. We decided that we would meet there, so I took my cat and on the way there, tried to run through a wall but failed miserably and just bounced off and fell down. Was pretty much what you would expect to see in the waking world if a person tried to run through a wall. The cat didn't like that so he jumped out of my arms and ran away.

I then met my DC-girlfriend on the way there and we strolled and talked. When we got to the bar we saw a young Elizabeth Taylor, sitting at a table outside, in her full costume from the movie Cleopatra. We sat down at a table nearby and I drank a tall glass of whiskey. It tasted like delicious candy and I got a little tipsy. My two dreamer friends made it there and they had brought a couple more dreamers, but these guys were hardcore, devout religious guys. They all started drinking and getting drunk. I looked over at Elizabeth Taylor, still sitting there, and decided to change her into the Queen of England, another Elizabeth. My DC-gf thought that was pretty funny for some reason, so I changed the Queen of England again into Anne Hathaway and turned my DC-gf into Elizabeth Taylor. At this point, one of the religious dreamers got really upset that they were drinking, he said, "I don't care if this is a dream, we shouldn't be drinking! Look at all of you, getting trashed, this is shameful!"

I told him to relax and that it was only a dream, but his face turned red as a cherry and he proceeded to yell at the other dreamers. I ignored him and flirted/made jokes with my new gf, Elizabeth Taylor. The religious dreamers left and the remaining four of us decided to go up to a club that I called the 4400 club. It was at the top of a highrise. A DC opened a door to the place and they all walked in, and he took out an enormous 80's cell phone to call the police and tell them we were trespassing, so I took his phone and smashed it. He took out another phone that was much newer, I smashed that one too. Helpless, he sighed and walked away. I went up to the club, trying to catch up to the other four. When I got there, a big band from the 1920s was playing music. People were dancing, having drinks, and just having a good time in general. I noticed a room at the edge of the building that was very quiet and serious. I thought that looked interesting so I went in there and these guys were having a telekinesis competition. They were each trying to push a piece of paper off the opposing side of the table with their minds. These guys were very serious about the competition of this game, they would all cheer when somebody won. I decided to play and I shot the piece of paper off a little too quickly, it went flying through the window and out into the ocean. Then an old friend from high school started talking to me and I punched him in the face, but in the dream it was more like an amiable punch to the face, this was a dream after all. Then I woke up

I went to bed late - woke up only 2 h later - and had no recall - didn´t try very hard.
Seven hours after falling asleep - I did my WBTB.
Reading through my workbooks - I found out, that the successful tries were all rather late - misleading, that I had put alarms earlier - but did the actual attempts later.
Good that I kept book with this.

I remember two dreams from before, one older fragment - and the dream, that made me lucid.
Again I had given up on WILD - with RC this time - not a FA - rolled over and fell asleep.

That dream was again situated at my old school - but I was grown up - like my friends - and we were organizing an exhibition of what we were doing now - it later changed into mainly an art/handicraft/invention show.
I was going outside on the school yard - and noticed, that I was naked - two attractive young beaus close - after a short shame reaction and flight reflex - I suddenly realized that noo way I would be naked there!!

Copy-Paste from TOTM:

Originally Posted by StephL

Soo happy - 7 days nothing - and now I even managed a task!
Also the "harder" basic one.



Bit weird - I had be-mantra-ed and visualized and so on - my most frequent dream-signs in the day - and also put intent on all but that task.
What made me lucid, was ironically one of my dream-signs, which I hadn´t worked on: being naked in public.
I thought - noo way would I be naked here - bam!

Was obvious - needed no RCing - buut: I did the hand-looking again - and first I thought - wow - they are perfect from the get-go - no need for staring them sharp - but when I counted fingers - I had one more on the right hand!
Now I´m not sure, if it was because I expected it or not - but it was an interesting sight.

And then - an attractive guy, who was standing there with a friend - came up to me - hugged me, lifted me and started swirling me around.
That´s when I closed my eyes - spontaneously - and remembered the task - and kept them closed and counted.
All the while being hugged and swirled, which felt wonderful.
And when I opened them - he put me down - and there was still the dream - so I guess it counts - even if I woke up maybe only some seconds afterwards..?
This eye-closing can be great, if you have something to feel!!


Soo happy, it started working again!!

Earlier Dream 1:

Again a journey with a bus (not that I would have ever done a lot of these - in school/in my youth latest).
Me and a group of maybe ten more people were staying at hotel, which was almost empty - and had for some reason two staircases next to each other - some weird spatial relations - can´t really it picture any more - only a bit.
We had been staying there - but in far apart rooms - and most of these rooms didn´t even have furniture besides a mattress and some junk - but there was a breakfast room, where we met up - all a bit over plush and baroque-style there - lots of velvet and diamond-knurling (looked it up..).
When the bus was about to depart - I had to use the toilet super-urgently - and hunted through this building for a facility. Finally decided on an unorthodox one - and got caught of course.
But I managed to keep her from telling somebody else and making stress.
Then of course - the bus was gone - but I found it after some back and forth around the corner.
And we departed - home actually it was to.

Earlier Dream 2:

I had to lead a discussion and brainstorming group - and nobody wanted to contribute - and it was not on me, to do it myself.
So I thought, how I could lure them out.
I tried to plant some ideas, but making them think, they would be theirs - and be in the mood to follow them.
This worked quite nicely - until one woman stood up and kicked up a general fuss - accusing me of this - and making it sound as if I would brain-wash people.
But then she got going, and came up with tons of ideas of the sort, that was useful.
The others only looked on - and me and her ended up in agreement.
So sad, I forgot, what it was about.

Earlier Fragment:

Doing removals again - this time not from free choice and after my will - but I had to.
Needing to find a new job.
It was stress and I felt, it was my fault how it came to pass.

Bed time: 1h20 / Wake up: 11h20

induction: relaxation, mild, alarm deild, mild imsonia 1h

4h10: first natural awakening, immediately went to bathroom, thinking about my dream, but only at the very end of sleep do i remember some fragments. I remember being in the city i lived before i moved to university; i was wandering around the city, and i saw some familiar faces, many had aged a bit, but the feeling of seeing them again gives me a good feeling. This is a very recurrent theme

5h50: second natural awakening; very quiet awakening; very vivid dream but aversive dream content. As i try to remember the details i close my eyes and notice there is still some visual hypnagogia. i felt i could have tried DEILD, but opted to DJ instead

6h-7h: i choose to do some autogenic relaxation and MILD, but it was difficult to fal asleep again for an hour. Also set my alarm deild.

10h20: wake up with lots of dream fragments, almost like i had many short dreams. i didn´t jot done anything. At this moment, i began thinking i have not much more time to become lucid for 16th competition. i think i give up my intention, but still try again some autogenic relaxation and manage to fall asleep. At some point, i find myself lucid in my previous home, and began to walk very fast and touch every thing i can, while trying to find some dream characters . for some reason, they only appeared at my brother bedroom, but they morphed very soon. During the dream, i had to recover my vision twice. to be more accurate, i waited for it to return, while touching my body and moving around and also visualizing. I kept moving back and forth, trying to find DCs. For just a small visit, i leave my house and go to the apartment complex's hall and stairs, but i felt the environment was more unstable and returned home. At the third attempt to recover my vision, i accidently moved my real body and chosen to wake up. It felt like a 3 min LD, not bad

fragment 1:

I was sitting in a classroom, and I noticed that everybody knew something I didn't. I didn't get there late, I didn't do anything wrong, and it was the first day. They were all getting back essays and I remembered that this is a common dream I used to have, so I became lucid. This beautiful girl sat next to me and was giving a presentation at the same time. I sat through it patiently, I don't know why. After it was done everybody clapped for her, and I stood up, looked at her, and exclaimed, " OH YEA? you know how I know this is a dream? because I can do this" and I kissed that girl deeply. She looked shocked for half a second, and I thought, Oh shit, is this not a dream? Then everybody went back to acting normal. I got out of my chair and saw bubblegum sitting under the desk, so I ate the whole pack and it was very realistic tasting, and it was delicious! But it started to hurt my dream-jaw from too much sweetness and chewing. I then walked over to the DC professor and asked her what the deal is with this class. She told me that it turns into a store at 2:15 EST, and I was like...okay? They can't all be winners. I left the classroom and got hit in the head by a chain that had tied the door shut. I walked down the hall and tried to create havoc with telekinetic powers but it wasn't working for some reason (oh well). Then I woke up

fragment 2:
I was in dream-limbo for a minute, I did a little DEILD, ended back at my house, started walking towards the window to walk outside, and I just stood there for a second and admired the eery dream environment. It was unusual because a strange, multicolored, moving light was pouring through the windows. It was very similar to the northern lights, except they were in my house. There was also a lightness and a vibrancy to all the colors of the dream, the world looked almost like a pastel painting. Then I woke up again.

Yesterday I went to a club with a friend and I arrived home like 5.00 AM, kinda drunk. I went directly to bed. I woke up lik 13.00. Can't remember any dream (perhaps because alcohol). I took a nap at 14.30 but I found it really hard to sleep. I think i lost consciousness around 15.00, woke up a little later and tried to not move at all. I felt my body really tired and tried to move, but it felt weird at first. I felt the movement of my hand but after a few seconds realized my hand didn't move at all. I inmediately thought about SP, but I wasn't scared about it, not at all, I had a few experiences about SP already. So I started trying to visualize something. And I appeared at the subway with my brother and a stranger. I started running and doing some random stuff and after a while I tried to do something with my hands in the dream (can't remember exactly) and felt like my hands were glued, I could not separate them, didn't care about it, started flying and imagining some classical music and quickly woke up and realized I had my fingers crossed. It was really cool, I controlled everything, even when I wanted to woke up. Weirdest thing is that the dream was extremely short, it lasted like 10 minutes. Because I wanted, I had to wake up like 16.00 to do some stuff and I did.

fragment:
My brother was in town and he was trying to sleep in the same bed as me for some reason (we were both trying to fall asleep in this dream). He ended up hogging most of it and I was barely hanging onto the edge for awhile.

I fell asleep into another dream, which is kind of unusual for me. In this dream, it was morning, and he had made the bed and was upset that I didn't do it.

I then woke up into my previous dream except my brother wasn't the same as before, he looked exactly like my old best-friend's dad. I moved to a corner of the bed and he started to stir, upset by my movement no doubt. He then moved towards me really quickly and attacked me, saying some crazy things with a typical, movie-style demonic voice. I woke up and got out of bed for awhile because I was a little disturbed and that dream was still clinging to my consciousness. I remember a little bit more but it's pretty hazy

fragment:
This dream took place in my parents' home - The main cast included myself, my sister, her boyfriend, her boyfriend's ex, and her boyfriend's imagined son with this ex.

It started out with everybody getting to the house, my parents had left town so it was just all of us there. I met the little kid and he was very unusual. I remember thinking that this little kid must be either completely insane, or the most fascinating person I had ever met - But it was probably a combination of the two. He wanted me to take him to this screening of a secret film that Kurt Vonnegut had created before he died. The film was supposed to be related to the dangers of giving cows hormones and antibiotics; the front cover had Vonnegut, smiling, standing over a pot of this pink goo that was supposed to be cow milk, but it was filled with puss and blood which turned it pink. I started looking for his mom (my sister's boyfriend's ex) and I couldn't find her, but I found my sister's boyfriend and he was talking about killing himself. He left the house and I followed him on a bus to my old elementary school, where he was looking for his son. I convinced him to go for a run instead and he went a little ahead of me, and I ran into one of my ex-gfs, completely ignored her, and kept going. She started following me. Then I saw that my sister's bf had run into a marine, which told him that it had been a honor to serve with him, my sister's bf ignored that guy. He started running away from them and I started running too. Those two creepers kept following us (my ex and the marine) but I noticed that I was running really slow. I wondered if it was this backpack filled with stones that I was carrying and I thought, no....that doesn't make sense, then I did a RC, became lucid, and ran off at SUPER light speed. My dream pulled back to a shot of me doing laps around the earth, leaving a trail of flames in my wake. I ended up in a void of infinite light (In my dream this was another dimension that could only be entered upon moving faster than light) where I slammed my foot into the ground which knocked an army of pebbles in the air. I made them shoot off into space at a ridiculous speed. I noted that what I gained in speed, I lost in accuracy. The dream ended and I tried to DEILD back into the story, I think I felt invested in the story and wanted to see how it played out.

It started at my sister and her bf's apartment. My sister's bf had made it there and his dark mood had passed. He was still panting from the run and his ex was sitting on the couch, my sister was in the bathroom. She moved over and kissed him and he told her to get the hell away from him. I materialized into the corner of the room and her son started attacking me, making demonic noises as his face transformed into something twisted. I took control of him, made him a nice, little, angelic child that went over to give his mom a hug. I noticed that his mom was acting a little odd too; her top teeth were sharp like a predator's and she was screaming like a crazed hyena. I took control of her as well and made them both leave the apartment. Then I woke up.

Heart attack patient
I'm in a hospital room with another guy and a doctor. They're both strangers. I found the guy somewhere having what seemed to be a heart attack and rushed him to the hospital. Now he's lying on the hospital bed motionless. The doctor is getting ready to use defibrillator paddles. I don't remember the whine, and I remember in-dream that I was surprised he didn't say "clear!" The guy sits up, flails, then falls back down, motionless. The doctor starts pushing rapidly on the guy's chest with the paddles, which I also find curious. After pushing a few times, he issues another shock. This time, after sitting up and flailing, the patient starts coughing and taking deep breaths.

Now I'm in a different room talking with someone about payment. It's going to be about six thousand dollars. I'm trying to get them to charge the guy's insurance, but they want me to pay out of pocket. For a moment I get distracted, wondering if my own insurance will handle it; then I realize again that it wasn't me they treated, it was the guy, so I just get up and leave.

Now It's the next day. I'm arriving under a drive-through awning in the van with my family. There are large glass doors leading into a large, well lit room. The guy from the day before is there, and it's a happy gathering. I don't remember why we're there, though.


Zombie combat
I'm in a large room; it looks like a disused storage room. I feel like we're underground; the floor and walls seem to be stone. Around the edges are shelving units filled with random junk. The ceiling is fairly low, with visible pipes running here and there. Pillars are scattered through the room, supporting the ceiling. The light is on the dim side. In the room with me are two guys - zombies, maybe, except they look normal - who have a grudge against me for capturing them years ago. Thanks to whatever they are, they have a supernatural speed and are trying to attack me. I'm not as fast as they are, but I'm skilled, and I have a slight advantage: I have a long pipe which I'm wielding with some skill, and any time it touches them, there's a sizzling sound and they recoil in obvious pain. I'm also wearing a watch that gives a similar effect, though if they're close enough for me to touch them with the watch, they're WAY too close. I manage to get a few hits with the pipe, but thanks to their agility they're able to dodge it most of the time. They never actually get close enough to hurt me (or for me to use the watch). Eventually, they call a truce, and we talk for a few minutes.

Now I'm in the van with my family, driving somewhere. I'm in the front passenger seat, and my wife is driving. There's something about the watch, a huge bag of nickels, and a small bag of quarters. The watch is made out of a cheap light blue plastic. Something is wrong with the wrist strap; I think one side popped out of the watch. I don't like it, and I certainly don't wear it on a regular basis, but I always keep it nearby just in case I need it. Now we've arrived somewhere. I'm getting quarters out of the bag. I need three, but I'm very tempted to get four - after all, what's one more? - but I refrain, knowing that that kind of "just a little more won't hurt" mindset is how people run out of money quickly.

Now I'm somewhere else in the same complex. It seems to have been cut out of a hard stone. The rooms are low, and this time they aren't very large. A man is showing weapons to a group of people, letting them fire them. He's explaining the differences between Hollywood weapons and real weapons. Finally, he pulls out a small axe, designed for throwing, and describes it as being very effective, which explains the warning label. I see the label now; something about staying away from kings' wars. At the end of the shooting range I see a mural depicting a battle with a lot of axe fighting going on. There are some captions bubbles spread through the mural.

Now I'm talking with someone about arcades and arcade machines. I explain that when they were popular, they were the only way to play video games. With the introduction of home gaming consoles, people no longer needed to go to arcades to play games, and with the introduction of the internet people could play games with other people from their own homes. I tell him about the arcade machine we had in the house where I lived during college, that the panel at the bottom was left unlocked so that, though you had to put a quarter into it to get the game to start, you could immediately get it back.


Fragments
I'm in a kitchen area, thinking about Indiana Jones and how old he was in the most recent movie.

I had my usual Friday with a lot of darts-throwing and jolliness - later somebody came along with a bottle of very fine whiskey - lets say, I found my bed around 3 or 4 in the morning.
I didn´t even seriously expect myself to do journalling - and I didn´t dictate anything.
Getting up - I thought I had exactly zip and zero recall.

But interestingly - I can drag something up now!
I sat down with eyes closed - and really probed into the void - checking on associations with my dream-signs.

What happened were pictures coming up - and with a lot of concentration and visualisation - small scenes to go with them, too.


First Fragment:

I am on the terrace of our old house - it has altogether 4 poles going up on the front - to support the front of the balcony.
All balcony-railing and these poles and also a lot of the space between them are entwined by climbing plants.
Much more than it used to be in real life - and instead of wild wine grapes - it was a plant with violet trumpet-blossoms - maybe 15 cm long.
I asked my grandmother, what it was - and she said, that every so and so many years - the wild wine would sprout these, and that one could eat them, and that they would be delicious.
For some reason I didn´t try one out - or I can´t remember it..


Second Fragment:

From the same dream, I think, but it was winter - and I was searching for the fir-tree, which had been planted for me the year I was born (irl).
But the house and garden were not there - and I checked some fir-trees around, and decided, mine was one, that was standing just outside a fence to another garden - towards the street.
And was maybe 6 m tall.
It could actually be that big, I guess, if it still existed.


Third Fragment:

From another dream - I was in an empty flat with big windows - in the company of that Swiss friend, I dreamt about the night before.
And we could see a high-rise-building from there - it had a core, and around it a glass front, through which we could watch the ongoings.
Between glass front and core was a ramp, which was not a staircase - it had some small rooms as well - but it clearly was the means to go up and down in the building.

Actually - very much like Sageous´ miniature with carousel - but without carousel and without so much colour - all chrome and glass and the people we watched were all in dark business-like attire.

The really weird thing is, that I did not look into his thread - see my sig - before last night.
I had thought about this thread last night but without clicking it.
Okay - I knew some of the miniatures before - and there are several, which could have given me that inspiration - but this one I mentioned, I didn´t see before.

Also weird, that I only now remember it - and not instantly, when I saw that sculpture.
This is the third fragment, that comes back to me..


What is memorable?

The above is curious - my subconsciousness going about it´s business in interesting ways.
But I am sure, it is my dream-fragment - not a false memory - my picture and the scene, I was in while looking at it, is very clear - also different to the sculpture in many respects.


And - I am really surprised, that anything showed up!
Posting on my DILD workbook shortly before had me empty!

I usually only write, what I have dictated - plus some details, I remember while re-listening.
This intensive probing into dream-memory works much better, than expected.
Again - very cool to have the comp - I was missing out on something, not hunting consciously after buried dream-content!