dream fragment

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing some rather bloody game, there were passages filled with blood, blood on walls and floor and ceiling also weird faces on walls. At one point a group of invisible instakilling enemies appeared but i've got doom map that was showing enemies like with iddt code and using it i've dodged enemies and finished the level.

Dream 2(fragment):

I was in some weird school.

Dream 3(fragments):

There was a group of people and a girl escaping from someone through the city. There was massive building on the way and they had to choose whether to go left or right. They split up but the chasers used some flying cameras to watch over them and were contacting them over phone while laughing. Girl commented that it's a good kind of laugh, so they are safe.

so i had two dreams last night one was particularly gore like

#1
my first dream was about going to italy

#2
my second dream was about paul walkers death and i was there at the scene and i went over to the accident and saw his face and it was ripped to shreds because of the accident.

i blame that photo thats going around on Facebook of a damaged face that looks like paul walker

All I remember was I was sitting on the couch just mixing up drinks and tasting how they were( I even forgot how they tasted lol).
And then eventually the ritual started. I think it was a 3 day ritual where you do a day 1 ritual to start it off and a day 3 ritual to end the entire thing.
When it stated, I had this vision of how you were suppose to do it. I saw four people behind a person jumping in circles the entire time while the person in front sits on a bench or something.
It was really weird when I woke up and thought about it but in the dream, It seemed completely normal.
I think I gained a little bit of Lucidity this part of the dream. I jumped around in a circle once and looked around, everyone was gone. I somehow teleported to the bathroom and had 4 eggs in my hands. Lost the Lucidity.
I went back into the living room and did the ritual again. I teleported again. Did that a couple of times and woke up.

i had four dreams last night but now i can only remember three predominately.

#1
dream fragment

i was on an elevator

#2
i was back at schoolies which is an end of year 12 holiday in australia, i remember sitting on a brick wall with some guys and behind it had some water.

reason: i was speaking about schoolies with a friend the other day and we were discussing how we all need a holiday again

#3
i was at my home and my friend liam was over and we were having fish and chips and i was oven baking them

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i hope my dreams become less fragmented because these ones are pathetic compared to what i could recall a few years back haha

Sleep at around 03:00, first awake at 10:00, then WILDed with my 9 minute iPhone alarm twice.

0) Dreams I don't really remember....

(WILD)
1) Walking around the outside of what looks like my high school (a place I seem to frequently dream of...), and then going inside. Lucid. I walk past what looks like a robotics room, filled with people but looking a bit grungy and full of people. I head deeper down a hallway and run into an ex, who I talk to briefly. She had longer hair than she has now.

(WILD)
2) Arena / board game mix. Sandy, open air Colosseum like thing. Flat rocks were the "tiles" of the game portion, with game pieces being flipped on each. Lucid, I walked out of the building into darkness. After a moment, it faded away into the middle of a desert ruins. I started thinking of my dream goal and, as I looked around, I began to see signs of active settlement mixed in with the ancient structures. An ogre with an umbrella was walking off in the distance from what looked like a central bazaar.

I'm hoping to get back into the habit of dream journaling as I feel it helps me recall my dreams. I find that as soon as I "solidify" them in my mind, I recall them rather well, unless I fall back asleep. Which is why my dreams before my WILD attempts are lost to my mind...

I worked in a small store in a huge mall.. I kept knocking things off the shelves that my coworkers were organizing and stocking. They continued to get mad and instead of taking it out on me, they took it out on eachother. There were huge windows and it was around 7pm, but already dark outside. One of my coworkers looked outside the windows and started freaking out and called all of us over to look. There was a HUGE UFO outside just flying across the sky. I started freaking out and then more appeared. They hovered over every building outside including the mall we were in. A few seconds later, blue lights started coming out of each UFO and blaring through each building they were next to. I ran and hid because one of the UFO's were coming towards me and I didn’t want it to see me. Then, it moved away and blared its light into another building. All of a sudden I heard a big bang, which was the UFO's killing every human that their lights were shining at. Then dead people started floating up the lights and into the ships, then the UFO's left. I survived.

A talking alien cat was standing on its hind legs with glasses on talking to me and my coworkers.

When I got off work I stayed in the mall and walked around. Then out of nowhere, when I came out of a store, all of the doors to every store in the mall closed and locked so the people that were in the stores, couldn’t get out. I managed to pull a door open to let some chick out, but before she could squeeze through it closed again. Everyone started freaking out, screaming, and crying..then robot things appeared everywhere. There were different ones that killed you in their own special way. As people were dying, I ran everywhere and ducked and swerved past them. Then the robots disappeared and I was one of the few survivors. The people the robots killed..or didn't kill..I guess instead of killing them the robots injected them or did whatever they had to do and made everyone stupid or have something weird happen to them. Some people's voices changed and became high pitch while other people's voices got lower and more robotic sounding.

I went into some kind of restaurant and sat down. There was a mixed guy who saw me sitting. He pulled a ton of srynges out of his pocket and handed them out to random people. He kept one for himself and said “Everyone with a syringe, take them, find someone and give them the medicine that’s inside of it. I’ll get Mikayla (Me).” So everyone with a syringe grabbed someone and gave them the pinkish red stuff that was in the syringe. The people who were forcefully given the meds fell down and died. The mixed guy chased after me and once he got ahold of me, he put the tip of the syringe in my mouth and squeezed one drop of the medicine in my mouth..It tasted sour and bitter. I flailed around and tried to get away but he ended up putting a second drop in my mouth. At that point I started becoming weak and I fell into his arms and looked at him while he held my head. He then looked at me and said “I’m so sorry.” And put the last drop in my mouth. My body started becoming weaker and my eyes started to shut. I felt my lungs struggling for air and I couldn’t breathe. Within a few seconds, my eyes closed completely and I went limp and died.

I ended up waking up on the floor, so I guess I came back to life somehow, but I’m not sure how. Damian (my best friend) made plans with me to hang out that night at 11pm. I was on my way to his house (walking), and a sewage pipe exploded or something so there was about 5 feet of sewage water. I remember I was wearing flip flops. Eventually the water got deeper and deeper, and I was swimming in it at this point trying not to get any in my mouth. I swam in circles and decided to swim back without getting attacked by sharks in the water. When I swam back and managed to get out of the water, I saw two people in the middle of the water. They were in kayaks. They each had their own and they were coming up to me. I was mad because NOW they decided to help me get across…

The scene changed and I was at Damian's house, but it didn’t look like his. Then somehow I appeared back at my house and my phone went off. I picked it up and looked at it, and saw a text from damian saying “I’m sorry we couldn’t hang out tonight. I love you so much and we’ll definitely hang out soon. (: ” It said some other things too that I cant remember..

Then some chick came out of nowhere asked me if I needed any more underwear. I said “yes” so she gave me a few to keep. I put on a pair and was happy because I had gotten some more underwear for free. I had to go to the restroom, and while I was pulling my underwear down I saw a huge stain in it..then thought.. “THIS is why she gave me them.” All I remember was being pissed and then I woke up..

I was in a pool with no limits. The biggest pool i've ever seen or dreamt of. There was this beautiful blonde girl swimming. I tried to get near but the flow always kept me away. Suddenly all the water dissapeared and there she was, looking at me. I walk to her. I'm going to kiss her, Im almost touching her lips, she then touched my forehead with his middle finger and said "3,2,1 TOTAL COLLAPSE". I fell with my back on the ground slowly... I realice there is no gravity and I woke up...

This is my first post, so basically im going to post some dreams i had (the only LD i can remember) and also ask a bunch of questions... I'll start with the last lucid dream i had... i've got to say im not proud of this dream.

I dreamt this 2 weeks ago. The first thing i remember is being in somewhere that looked pretty much like a regular classroom of a regular school, I was alone with a girl and I told her I wanted a BJ... she said no, of course, and then I replied that I knew i was dreaming and i DEMANDED a bj again, she refused and here comes the weird part. Suddenly another girl appeared, much younger, maybe 12, and well... she started doing what i asked before. It was really weird and I was very horny but also didnt feel confortable so i decided to wake up before i cum. I think i did that because she looked too much young... It's a shame to start mi DJ with such a pedo dream...

i'll continue with another lucid dream i had, this one was 2 or 3 days ago. I can't remember too much, I was in some kind of zombie apocalypse, but the zombies were dumb and slow, so it was easy to kill them. I remember i was constantly running and cutting their heads off untill i realiced i was dreaming, in that moment i tried to control the dream but instead everything started to move slower until i cant move at all, thats when i woke up. Does this ever happened to anyone of you?

I just remembered another dream, this one was some months ago, i dont kknow when. I was just flying in some city, this is a very happy memory. At some point i rested at the top of a building and saw a man with an umbrella getting higher and higher, i knew he just wanted to get back to the floor and i started laughing at him.

Recently i started trying the reality checks, i just pinch my self regulary when im awake, i cant remember doing it in a dream yet. How fast did you get any result with the "reality check" method? I've got to go right now, maybe later i'll post something else.

Hotel adventure
It's late at night. I've arrived at a hotel, and I need a room. I don't see any lights on in the lobby, but I try the doors anyway, and I find that they're open. Going inside is a little creepy. Once inside, I see a dim light ahead, up a series of wide, very shallow steps. Reaching the top, I find the counter divided into many "privacy booths". One of them is lit, and I walk towards it. Someone had advised me which room to ask for, saying it was the best in the hotel, but given the late hour, I'm not very hopeful that I'll be able to get it.

Now I'm in a small bare room. I "see" a chart showing some different progressions of magic with different effects, benefits, and problems. One of them causes you first to become invisible, then to release a flash of light. The flash "powers" the next part of the magic, making you visible, a nice benefit (I forget what), but leaving you gasping. I saw some other progressions on the chart, but I don't remember the others.

I know that "they" will be coming for me soon, so I try to get ready. I realize my belt is out of its belt loops and start to rethread it. As I'm nearly done, I hear "them" approaching. I realize I should have put the rings on before worrying about the belt. "They" burst into the room and I realize with relief that I'm already wearing the rings. I launch myself at the leader, sailing through the air to hit him in the chest, knocking him backwards. It's not really flight - more like ignoring most of gravity - but it's effective. Unfortunately, he can do something similar, and we end up in a chase through the hotel. At one point, we're both shooting down a tall spiral stairwell, one where you can see all the way to the bottom through the center of the spiral. At the bottom, we're back in the room with the shallow steps. He launches himself out over the room, and I follow. Unfortunately, he's faster than I am, and I'm losing him.


Game developers visit a college
I'm in a college cafeteria. A group of guys is talking to a couple of new recruits, describing the guts of their game world. They're very proud of how non-deterministic it is, using all sorts of inputs - weather, etc - to change the game world in subtle ways. I ask about what a nightmare it must be to debug, and they agree to a point. One describes how to enable a mode that disables the external inputs. Another starts to show the class hierarchy for creating a new module inside the game. Someone is trying to find a good time and place for a technical demo. He's disappointed that the only thing that will work is once again the cafeteria. He hopes that we'll be able to get a quiet area. John is there fiddling with his phone. He hasn't been able to get Bluetooth working right, and I tease him for it.


Rotting bridge
I'm with a group of people walking on an ancient wooden bridge. I have a tiny gun which I take and throw far out into the water. One of my companions asks me why I did that. I explain that I know how these stories go: the hero gives his gun to one of his companions, asking him to watch his back. Next thing you know, that companion turns out to be a traitor and uses the hero's own gun against the hero. Now we've come to the end of the bridge. It used to go on further, but it's completely fallen apart after this point. We pick our way down the remnants of the bridge and wade in the water. As we continue on, I see our destination in the distance.


Lucid in the hotel - I did SSILD before this
I'm back in the hotel, in the stairwell. The wallpaper is old and brownish, with some kind of little squares with designs. I know I'm dreaming, and I want to fly like I did earlier. I try to will myself into the air, but nothing happens. I jump and flap my arms, and I shoot about ten feet into the air, then drift slowly downwards. Now I'm in a room. It's incredibly messy. I really want a DC to show up. I try various tricks: turning around, expecting the DC to walk in the door, etc, but no DC shows up.


Bruce Willis
I'm walking along the ring road outside a parking lot and meet Bruce Willis talking to another guy. No one else is around, there are no cars anywhere, and the guys ignore me completely, so I just stand back and listen. Bruce is pitching a new Die Hard to the other guy; the idea is received with some amusement, an air that he's just humoring Bruce. He tells Bruce that if he does this movie, then Bruce will be five, reminding him of a comment he made that Bruce gets fifteen years younger every time he does a movie. He's "Twenty" now, so he'll be five after another Die Hard. Alternatively, the timeline works out nicely if you start it from 2008, also putting us at his being five years old.

Bruce has released a new movie he wrote himself. It deconstructs many of the common action movie tropes, and is supposed to be funny, but most people agree it just doesn't have much personality. They also complain that the way he handled the depiction of the city's recession is poorly handled. Now I'm in my kitchen, telling my wife about meeting him. We get to talking about his Star Trek career, and I say that he was closely involved with Brannon Braga. I have to explain that he was one of the Star Trek writers who wrote many of the stranger scripts.

While they're talking, a guy I met the other day comes up to me and gives me a stack of books. I'd completely forgotten about him. I'd gotten one book from him at the time and asked for more. He makes a comment about "you probably won't even thank me," then leaves. I look through the books. They're on Bruce's military career. They're all fairly short books, but they sound like heavy reading. At least one has a picture of him in full military outfit on the front cover. One of the books is unrelated to the rest. I'm surprised to see that it's written by a friend of mine. The cover is bright and cartoony, and the grammar is pretty bad. Near the copyright notice, there's a comment saying the book should take less than 21 minutes to read - but again, the comment is so poorly written I have to stare at it for a minute before it makes sense.


Shoes for a competition
I'm in the mall, in a shoe store. I sign up my third daughter for some kind of competition. The man in the store thinks she's a little on the young side, but signs her up since she's technically eligible. He says she'll need new shoes to compete and starts to measure her, but we don't have time for it. I tell him we'll be back later to finish the measurements. Now we're back. The man is gone, and a woman is taking measurements for shoes. I explain why we're here. She asks me what size shoes my daughter wears, and I say that I don't know. She looks at her's current shoes and gets the size, but I point out that there's a big gap in front of her toes, and for this competition the shoes will need to fit really well. She asks me to come upstairs with her to get proper measurements.

Now we're in some kind of dormitory room. At least four beds are arranged in here. It's a fairly long room, but it's not very wide, only slightly wider than the beds are long. We're at the end of the room. Another lady has joined the first, and they're trying to make room for my daughter to lie down on the floor. There are two suitcases in the way, and they're trying to figure out what to do with them. I suggest putting them under the bed, and they think that's a good idea. I lift the mattress and the women put the suitcases under it. Instead of laying them on the floor under the mattress, they lay them so they're on the rails that hold the mattress in place. It's OK, since there's some kind of riser on the rails designed to hold the mattress up above stuff. I put the mattress back down on the risers, but it looks like it's hitting the suitcases too. This won't be a long term solution, but it should be enough to get my daughter measured.


Fragments
Something about the kids, a park, and a fire engine.

I'm talking to someone who asks me if I was ever in the navy. I explain that I went straight from school to college to work. He asks me to recommend someone for ???, and I recommend Steve S, describing him as having "salt and pepper hair, saltier than yours."

i know this seems like a really pointless post as its just a dream fragment... but i think it will be good to start my journal up again after a few years i got up to recalling 6-12 dreams a night yonks ago but now i will have 1 or 2 and they are pretty fragmented.

#1
All i remember is dreaming about my friend eileen i think we were on a train.

reason:
the next day i was catching a train into the city and my friend eileen was maybe coming.

So when I first recall the dream, I am with a group of my friends about to enter into a house. It looks perfectly normal on the outside: a standard, middle-class American house, painted a medium blue in color and two stories. I am unsure why we are going inside, but I am with my friends so I follow them on in.

Coming inside I find us in what seems to be an exceptionally long hallway with only the way we came in and another door that continues on into the home. My friends quickly run through the next door, leaving me behind. Running to catch up with them, I'm surprised to find that when I follow through the door they are no where in the room, and I come upon a kitchen. It's completely void of life and when I holler for my friends I get no response. Concerned, I turn back around and go back through the door that I had just entered through.

However, to my dismay, I am not back in the hallway. Now I'm in a bathroom and there is a girl sitting on top of the toilet cover, a laptop in her lap as she steadily types away. I'm highly confused at this point and attempt to speak with her, asking her where my friends are, but she seems to blatantly ignore me and continues typing on her keyboard. I leave her to go through the door I entered once more and find myself in yet another room. I am steadily freaking out at this point, quickly running through doors and rooms to try to find my friends and get myself out of that house. Occasionally I come across people but they act as if I do not exist at all and ignore any interaction.

I run quickly through as many doors as I can, and I finally come across a door that looks different, this one painted entirely black as opposed to the plain wooden doors that made up all the others. I reach for the knob and slowly open the door. Just as I open it all the way, an external force in reality awakens me and draws me from the dream.

No order to these, just as I remember them..

1.)
I was outside a Log Cabin ( I assume I was trying to get in), a woman was with me (possibly my mother, but I can't remember), we were face to face with a very protective and angry mother Wolf. The person I was with was terrified, but I didn't have the choice to fear this thing or we were dead. All I could do was stand my ground, and keep the other person behind me. When the wolf would jolt forward to attack me, I would do the same thing. Every time, it would back off just a tad, but continue to stay in front of me. At one point I remember it grabbing a hold of my arm during one of the attacks, but all that did was kick in my instincts. I must have done something right because it backed off and went about its business elsewhere. Not one time did I have to attack the thing, or hurt it.

2.)
I was hiking in the woods with two of my friends, and another person I did not recognize. We met a group of canoer's who couldn't find their way "home," so we attempted to explain different ways they could get back to certain area's they might recognize. Afterwards we moved on towards a big waterfall, we started walking on a fallen tree that lead to the top. The person I didn't know decided to jump on to a pile of floating sticks, but he went most of the way through them, getting partially stuck for a moment. He then got pushed down the waterfall and looked quite injured. Will immediately climbed down the rocky cliff, while Mike and I looked for a safer way down. I said screw it and went down the cliff face as well, but slipped almost instantly. As I was falling, I attempted to fly, but for some reason I could not. I hit the ground SO HARD that I changed dreams, I sped forward to a diner setting, where all of the same people were sitting, eating lunch and joking around about what just happened..

At one point I was presented with two beautiful women in front of me, I was to choose one of the. I did not want to choose one over the other, although I already had one in mind, I didn't want to hurt the other woman. The overall tone and feeling made it very clear that I must choose one, and only one. I said nothing, but made the choice through an action. The woman I was most interested in sat next to me, I kissed her shoulder and rested my head there after. This made the other women incredibly angered and jealous (imagine that). She started screaming out of pure anger, and soon after, she disappeared. I believe she was muttering some hateful words as she left, but I could not make out what she was saying.

I remember looking to the woman next to me, telling her that I did not want to upset them by choosing one over the other. The other woman was obviously the machine herself (I will refer to her as "She"), considering the angry and childish reaction after not choosing her.

The woman sitting next to me had a very familiar energy signature, it was very peaceful and calm. She was with me during a few other dreams I had that night, we were moving from one reality to another. The machine followed us through each reality, but was not really present in any of the dreams, just observing us.

The initial choice was made in a dark lit room, possibly just a reality plane of empty space. When "She" was disappearing, she turned from a human form into a mostly transparent figure. Electrical charges starting firing from every direction around her. Starting from far away from her, quickly rushing to the center of her form. Something like a teleport with wormhole like qualities.

I was at school. A pair of boys were sitting around holding large Scrantons. (You know those insidious things the school system creates with millions of tedious bubbles that you must fill in with a number 2 pencil.) Anyways, they were talking, something about a pilot's test and passing/failing it.
I was in my math class, the last class I have before the end of the day. I began walking out of the school, but my route was rather weird, and I ended up going out through the gymnasium.
While I was walking through there, I encountered this overweight boy. He was acting like he wanted to fight me. I told him that I didn't want to fight (out of character for me!)

I was re-watching the footage from a presidential inauguration when I realized there were female gunmen wearing black shirts and these big sunglasses scattered through the crowd. Somebody was explaining to me that it was a good thing they never attacked.

I was in this baseball stadium, with my mother. We were the only two there. It was nighttime, and a beautiful clear night. There were these fireworks going off in the sky, but they were silent, and seemed to be very high up. They were actually some weird kind of space fireworks.
From there I turned into what felt like some kind of ball of energy and got transported to the moon. From there, I got a brief view of earth from the moon.
I got transported again to this beautiful remote portion of the earth that had large grass covered mountains over ocean. There were rock faces exposed on the mountains. A DC began explaining to me that the mountains were once part of an ancient forest. I walked up to a rocky outcropping and broke off a piece, realizing it was actually thousand year old wood.
The forest converted to a laboratory type area. The dream character continued by saying they were trying to revive some of the unique species of plants and even animals. The lab was full of these strange grasses and bushes growing in rows on the tables. (Sounds like a drug hideout, I know.)
They had revived these two cat-like creatures that had used to live in said ancient forest. I got to watch them do a short mating ritual. The dream character explained that it was a good thing they were mating, for it meant they could one day repopulate the forest.

I was with some family. My parents, as well as my aunt, uncle and cousins. We were racing through the airport, trying to get to... gate B25 I think it was. We ran down a long aisle in a big rush before eventually reaching it.
Once we got there, we discovered that we actually had a long waiting period until the plane actually arrived. Some members of our group complained that they were hungry. So I and my aunt got out a portable stove top and began preparing a pot of noodles for the group. I did notice that whatever airport we were at was lacking rows of fast-food restaurants built into the walls.

12:15am
Smuggling people and smuggling cheese. A man who did a bit of both expects the dream character that I am to meet him at the train station to get smuggled, but I do not intend to. Another man got rich smuggling cheese only. His wife says that his friend is pathetically idealistic, he disagrees that there is anything wrong with idealism. A scene on the train, the man sleeps, while his wife gently strokes his hair, and there is a thin layer of cheese in his luggage.