Fragment of Dreams
I'm in a city, dont know where, maybe in southamerica, i'm inside a car, on the backseat, a man is drivin and besid him sits a woman, i have to get out of the car, but they cant stop - i sie the inside of a buss, the driver has to go trhough a small curve, and a girl shows him, with her fingers, hom much space he has to turn, and the girl uses a women in a car to spot the space, which she cant see properly, because of that buss, we cant stop, so i have to jump out of the car while driving, i get out, but i forgot my rucksack, so i jump back, the driver holds now the hand of the woman next to him, i go out again.... __ with S, walking around, we are in a park, it's not very clear, someone comes toward us, and says that he could work as gardener, i'm thinking to myself, that he means picking up the dogshit, because in that city, with all the polution no plant will prosper, but i start to doubt it and think maybe he means it. so S startsworking with the garden and i wont to help him, but first, the man shows us, the border to the neighbor, where we shall not work, but the neighbor wants our tools, and its kind of funny that he wants something but wont give us something, as i start working, i see, that i'm wounded on my finger, the skin is going down between my nail and the finger below... i get earth soil on my bare flash and i think to myself, i should not work otherwise i may get infected.... i go and show someone the wound... ___ Inside a flat, W is there, he wants to take a bath and asks if it is a problem, i tell him, that if i have a problem or if i want something i will thell him and that there is no need for asking me.
12/24/2012 4:00am Don't remember much of the story but the visual stuck with me. Some kid was coming down sick I think because he had been left with his dying / sick grandfather. This was some sort of rare ancient disease that would baffle all scientists or a witch's curse. Imagery One..ewe Humanish figure(boy's grandfather) laying in mud. His flexh is spongy, slimy, and soaking wet. All over are worm-like tentacles. His mouth is open and filled with slimy water. His eyes are open and vacant. Imagery Two...also ewe Same creature is kneeling and talking to his grandson.
I fell asleep last night peacefully after Christmas dinner, after all family went home expecting little to occur other than to attain rest and respite from my Girlfriend's absence, who is on a trip to Indiana now(which is very far from our home city of Albuquerque). As I slowly dosed off, I couldn't really remember or realize I was in any dream till I woke up at 7 AM today, took my dog out to use the restroom, then came back in and got in bed. It was then, once I lost consciousness, my first semi-lucid dream occurred... I'm sitting in a rather abstract living room that gives off an aura of being similar to one of my good friend's living rooms. I'm sitting on a couch awkwardly positioned in front of a large screen television, playing a Super Mario game with children with no easily recognizable identity. Having fun at first I slowly realize that I don't actually have controller in hand, and that every child there is slowly disappearing. Not concerned, I continue to (somehow) play the game regardless until no one is in the room playing with me. At this point, a person with a face walks in, though it isn't a face I necessarily recognize. She's a women, seemingly in her late twenties to early thirties. She gives me the impression of being a family relation, though one I've not encountered before. She begins questioning me about what I'm doing. In response I attempt to explain Super Mario from the perspective of someone trying to get her to play along with me, seeing as all other players have disappeared. I get around half way finished doing this when suddenly I seem to have teleported into the TV, yet Super Mario isn't what's on display anymore. Instead, I'm greeted with the sight of a face-less -shapeless crowd-like entity, looking on into an arena in which I, and many others are standing, wearing color coated clothing (Though I can't recall the colors now, I know they varied from groups of people and were all similar to single color unitards). Some men were stuffed into very tightly fitting hamster-balls, requiring them to curl up into a tight human ball in order to fit. Then suddenly a burst of joy came from the crowd as one of the human balls were loaded up into the first section of a strange device. It glowed red, and appeared to have the aesthetic of an old treasure chest, if that same treasure chest had been imported to the TRON universe, and then re-styled graphically to fit in with a rather cartoonish color pallet, just like the rest of this dream now. However, as they pressed a trigger to launch the first person fourth into a now revealed massive ball-rollercoaster, the machine stopped functioning. A loud yell called over to me over an announcement speaker, informing me that it was my duty to fix the machine. Knowing not what to do, I ran over, jumped on top of the machine, hunched over like a spider to retain balance, and stomped on it. It worked. The human-hamster-ball was catapulted fourth with great speed and power, shooting down tracks as if on an oil-slick. Then suddenly, bam, smacks right into the second non-functioning part of the ride. Exactly like the red chest, this new chest only differed in the sense that it glowed yellow. Fixing it in the same manor I fixed the red one, the hamsterballman was launched once more from red to yellow, this time flowing through yellow and somehow speeding up like crazy, even blasting through a loop in the track without losing any momentum. Then in a third instance of failure, he smashed into both a wall and a third chest, this one green, at the same time. Backtracking all the way through the strange game-track, I ran over to the green chest, mounted and stomped on it, noticeably needing to do more than previous to get the chest to function. However, it was fixed, just like all the rest. Looking back down to the beginning of the track, I saw that the hamsterballman's hamsterball had broken. He was slowly fading away, everyone panicking, yet another man preparing to get into a light turquoise hamsterball. Rushing down to the scene, I warned the light blue hamsterball man of his fate. I suddenly felt a friend-like bond to this man, despite not truly knowing his face. I remember he had a goatee, and dual pony tails. He had dirty blonde hair, and a freckled dirty face, that if anything else, reminds me of a genderbent pippy long-stocking. He simply nodded in response to my warnings however, got into his ball, and was loaded by the others into the machine. He was launched. Red catapulted him to yellow, yellow launched him through the loop at higher speed, he hit green and was seemingly bound to the wall with a strange green oily substance that let out a strange syrup-like smack as he ran up the wall. He then made it to the cat walk, where I remember faintly a light purple door awaiting him on the rafters. Yet unfortunately I don't know what became of this man, seeing as I woke up shortly after that, and began writing this.
1.I was my garage/jam band (dreamsign!!) plus these two other kids who I know but aren't in my band. We were preforming in front of this crowd that included regular DC's and people I actually know from reality, one of the kids that wasn't in my band was playing guitar and the other was this African American kid who was on drums. This other kid I know too named Taylor was there, and he looked like he was critiquing us. We were playing a song by the Allman Brothers called: You Don't Love Me, and for some reason it wasn't a good jam. It was almost as we thought we were playing one song but we were actually playing another. I thought while the dream was going on we were playing 'Memory of Elizabeth Reed' by Allman Brothers but later found it was actually 'You Don't Love Me'. The place we were preforming was some sort of bar, with wooden walls, and bunch of chairs where people were sitting. 2.Was playing a game of doge ball with a bunch of these kids that I have never seen before, they all seemed to be a year younger. The only kid I know was the kid that was next to me for most of the dream and he is one of my good friends. The adult who was leading the game was Jerry Garcia, which was very odd, but it wasn't an old 80's Jerry Garcia, it was younger, like 60s-70s Garcia. I remember I won award at the end for my hard work, and I remember Jerry presented me with a silver dodgeball which he said to the kid with the orange sweatshirt. I remember throughout the dream I was trying to impress the girl. I think the location was in a school gym, because I remember going to other classes before going to play dodgeball.
I was rushing down the stairs to the high school cafeteria before the janitor locked the door. I knew what we were getting ready for , but I didn't say anything when my brother comes in with a list of people he'd already shot. I didn't know anyone on the list(3 people) but I wanted to quit right there. I got sick, then thought it was probably just a movie, but I didn't want to interact until I knew 100 percent. I got my things then ran to the field where a gay teacher was instructing the others (he was a part of the killers) I pretended to be a part of them and he called out everyone and hesitated on my name. "Vince!" "See you're good at this. You should be able to join." I found my way out but got lost. I dialed my pops and he told me I had to get back to the school. I saw my friend's mom (who I haven't met in RL) and she didn't believe I got lost. I just asked are you...Mom? Yes. She was quick to help, until she accused me of truancy. My brother was at the mall and he took his time leaving .
NOTE: I've been doing 9 purif breathing almost every night this week, except once when I was too tired. Then I did some reverse RC/ADA, but I can barely do it every hour. Will continue for another week. I also do zhine meditation focusing on the breath, but I can barely do so without my mind jumping to dozens of other thoughts. 6:10 a.m. A red scorpion with a jeweled yellow crown. Running away from a demon, which does not react to banishing techniques we know. There's a book that might be available in a moving bookstore. I or someone else said that we've looked through a lot of bookstores already, but it's worth a try. The book is available. The price should be around 400 or 450 pesos, but the vendor changed it to 1000 or 2000. I declined, then he started to move his mobile bookstore away. I or something else killed him. I vaguely remember throwing the mobile bookstore into bits. Something fell off the sky and trashed the dilapidated bookstore. I think the book has something we can use against the demon. I recall seeing my crush (B.Sasdfasdf), but not sure what happened. An escape. 9:35 a.m. Running or escaping. Going up and down a building. There's a way to go up or down. An elevator and a zip line.
A kingdom. We aim to protect it. Various knights. Animals. We have to talk to them, not fight them. On the map. Collecting the 9k+ from each knight on the map. Some are being killed?
A red stone that cancels vampirism. It eats whatever makes the person a vampire.
Narration Dream I was with a group of people who wanted to go out and hunt monsters and other creatures for experience. So I agreed to accompany them. Our group consisted of two young women, maybe about 19-21 years old, and another guy whom I never got a good look at. Only one of the girls had brownish-blonde hair, quite similar to my own. When we exited whatever building I was just in the three people I met began chatting about which class of hunter they wanted to be. Puzzled, I just listened to them for a few seconds. All of a sudden I saw four figures in front of me with words above and below them...one of them looks like me. Then I realize...IT IS ME!!! I'm allowed to choose whether or not I want to carry a sword or shoot arrows with a bow, or if I'd rather hold a staff and cast magic. Weird that this is occurring. So I chose to be an archer, which for some reason upset the girls with the sandy brown hair. She began cursing at me and telling me to give her my bow, but all of a sudden we appeared on a dirt path, and everyone except myself, began attacking these odd figures that I couldn't really make out. So, I tried shooting an arrow, but nothing would work right! I put my left hand on the bow, loaded an arrow, and pulled the string..but then my hand would move through the bow like it wasn't even there. I tried again, and same thing, but upon releasing the string the arrow would shoot, and the bow would return to my left hand!? My arrow didn't go far, but I got the chance to shoot 3 arrows. Not sure why I even had that dream :/ I don't play many games, and when I do I get bored of them relatively fast. But it kind of seemed like I was in the middle of a thought that wasn't finished. Maybe there's something my sub-conscience is trying to tell me? Or maybe It's about a story I'm writing, and if I don't finish it won't look right and things will act up. I have no idea. I'm open to any thoughts, though. Dream two: I was sitting at a table inside a building that kind of resembled a coffee shop, but at the same time looked like a library. Could have a bookstore with a coffee shop in it. I was leaning back in the chair with my knees bent and pressed against the table to keep the chair leaning back. I was on a clean page in my sketchbook and I began the usual drawing process when it comes to how I draw people. I began with a circle, drew a line down the middle, and then drew a couple lines to form the jaw/chin. This time, I noticed that the lines were cleaner than normal, and I liked the feeling I was getting. I heard something in the background like someone was talking to me, maybe a woman or a guy talking to a woman, but I'm not certain. I look up for a split second and then look down at my paper. I've no got the neck and the shoulders drawn for my character, but the head is tilted to the left. I can see faint cylinders on the page for the sections of the arms, but I can't make out the post too well. All I can think about is how much I don't like it, and begin erasing, but the face is untouched by my eraser. I like it too much to erase the basic shapes of this unknown character. Again, I don't know why I had this dream either. I draw a lot, of course, but I think this is the first time I've had a dream about drawing. Even though this made up piece of artwork was in the very beginning stage of planning I can only remember the face and the basic shapes. Maybe I'll try to redraw it, and see what happens.
[Trying to get them out of the way, a lot of less detailed fragments from the month of December, all put into one post. And I thought there were more of them, but there only turn out to be three ... and last night's very short bits.] 12-23-2012 -- [Very poor and short night of sleep, afraid there wasn't much from this.] Very fragmented, but it was a Harry Potter dream taking place away from Hogwarts. At one point earlier in the dream, I was in a 'reality' where Dobby was my elf (I was Harry Potter, BTW) and to allow us to communicate easily during the summer without having to allow elf popping in a muggle area, Dumbledore gave Dobby an e-mail address to keep in contact with me, and Dobby was really, really excited about it. At times in the dream, I spent a lot of time at home feeling sick and just mostly laying around in bed, and eating or drinking boring food. Nothing at all exciting, except the times that I would end up falling out of bed. [Hope this, combined with the very poor night of sleep, isn't telling me I really am coming down sick!] Later in the dream, two other unusual bits ... for one thing, I was in a different reality, where Dobby was not actually my elf, but had become a Hogwarts elf (like in the actual books) and I needed his help. Calling him didn't cause him to appear, so I was thinking of using the e-mail for him, even though it was given in a different world, but I couldn't find the e-mail anywhere, because I kept having to wipe my computer and reinstall everything. [True to life. Will be replacing or repairing computer within a day or two.] And secondly, in this particular reality, Lucius Malfoy was serving as a sort of wizarding mentor, watching over me. In this dream, Lucius was neither completely good or evil, but much more complex than that. But I had to ask him why his son didn't have any of his Slytherin qualities, as was such an absolute berk, and he admitted he despaired of Draco ever becoming what he ought to be! --- 12-13-2012 -- I'm out in a desert area, a long way from home. When I am ready to go home, I just kind of lean back, as if sitting on nothing, then just kind of drift along invisible on-ramps to invisible highways as I fly along non-existent roadways at high speed. No spells or anything, I just kind of tell my magic what I want it to do, and it does it. I come to a major city, and find a friend of mine, and tell him about it, but no matter what, he just refuses to believe me, so I finally have to just leave him there as I zip off on my invisible whatever it is. I end up visiting with Kevin B and his family for a little bit, then go on to a slightly spooky hotel. I am running around going up and down elevators and the like to find myself in a dingy back room somewhere. the place is frightening, as are the people, but I'm just here to pick up a dog, so I ought to be able to avoid any trouble. I head into the back room, where Tucker is running around on the floor, but when I try to pick him up, he backs away and growls at me. I can sense there is something wrong, and speak up about it, but the unfriendly lady working here tells me there is nothing wrong, and to take my darn dog. I reach for him again, and he's still growling and fussing as another lady walks in the door with another Bijon in her arms. She was given the wrong dog, and assured all was good. But she wants her dog back. Tucker jumps out of her arms and runs over to me, while I glare at the lady who tried to force the wrong dog on me. --- Somewhere around the 8th or 9th of December -- Earlier parts all faded away, but I am walking down the street somewhere, and I've been visiting with Sirius, and have just sent him walking down the street with somebody (perhaps Fleur?), planning to catch up with them a few minutes later. There is a large half-giant female who suddenly turns into a full giant, with a name of Fredrica, perhaps? I think it might be Hagrid's mother. Somehow we're trying to keep things safe and sane. That is, until I find myself walking into a classroom setting with Dumbledore in the front of the room, and we are playing all kinds of horrible tricks and pranks on him, before doing even worse to him because of all he's let happen to Harry. --- 12-11-2012 -- There's just a little hint of a scene here, standing outside a gas station somewhere, preparing to do a mystery shop, then suddenly the scene changes. I am suddenly in a cavern deep in the heart of Mammoth Cave, in a deep portion of the cave that few people have ever reached. I am in an area with a river or a lake, but I think it may be a river or lake of acid. Suddenly there is a huge red dragon in the air above me. Somehow I am swinging the dragon, half in chains by swinging the chains, and half just mentally holding it and swinging it around. I am using it to brush red push pins off the walls of the cavern, but somehow I also bump it against the ceiling, which is bringing some rocks down on top of me. Soon I am doing enough damage that it shakes large areas of the cave, and the river suddenly triples in size with much more 'water' pouring through, leading to worries that I may have flooded myself, until a portion of the floor collapses, and the water all just flows away into an even lower section of the cave. Short, but neat.
Camping with sister and her friend. I leave to go see my girlfriend and we go on a trip to China. We go to see the tallest building in China, which is the tallest building in America. It turns out its the apartment complex of her father and I go visit him. He's pretty remote, we don't speak each others language. We don't make it to the top, instead I meet her friend and she wants me to go with her to the store. I want to go so I get in my car but she wants to ride the bike like everyone does in China. I say okay but figure I should ask my gf first. She's at the campsite though which is far away so I run to get her. When I get there, she's with my friend. They had smoked weed. I ask my sister if she wants to stay at the campsite or at her friends house which is up the road. She wants to go to her friends but her friend wants to go to the site. It's beautiful, right on a big lake. In another dream, I am a different person. I live in an apartment complex. It's late and there is some partying. Someone dies. They die because I neglected them. The girl complained of a cold. I told her to go to the hospital. I then left. After I left, she died.
Real life Dream Lucid Nightmare Dream sign Thoughts It has been QUITE a long time without recording my dreams. To be honest with myself, I do not me to be the same person as the one that registered this account 2 years ago. I don't even think I'm the same person as myself a year ago... so much has changed in my life. Anyway, moving onward, here's a dream: Police dream thing I'm in some police station in a desert, except it's pretty much wide open space, like the meal tables are just out on the sandstone floor, etc. There's about 30 people within the station, and for some reason the "bad guys" (don't even ask any reasons or motives behind them being bad, they just were) were in the station. I was holding some kind of semi auto and we were approaching the bad guys, going around white (clay?) buildings. Dreamskip. I have no idea what happened in between, but it was a lot. The police are my silent enemy now; I don't remember why. The bad guys are gone, and me, one of the cops, and a kid are trying to get out of the station. I "shoot" at the kid to play along with the cops, missing on purpose every time. I don't remember the gun having any significant recoil at all. We just barely manage to get out without them catching us. And... that's it. I don't remember anything else.
[Trying to get them out of the way, a lot of less detailed fragments from the month of December, all put into one post. And I thought there were more of them, but there only turn out to be three.] 12-13-2012 -- I'm out in a desert area, a long way from home. When I am ready to go home, I just kind of lean back, as if sitting on nothing, then just kind of drift along invisible on-ramps to invisible highways as I fly along non-existent roadways at high speed. No spells or anything, I just kind of tell my magic what I want it to do, and it does it. I come to a major city, and find a friend of mine, and tell him about it, but no matter what, he just refuses to believe me, so I finally have to just leave him there as I zip off on my invisible whatever it is. I end up visiting with Kevin B and his family for a little bit, then go on to a slightly spooky hotel. I am running around going up and down elevators and the like to find myself in a dingy back room somewhere. the place is frightening, as are the people, but I'm just here to pick up a dog, so I ought to be able to avoid any trouble. I head into the back room, where Tucker is running around on the floor, but when I try to pick him up, he backs away and growls at me. I can sense there is something wrong, and speak up about it, but the unfriendly lady working here tells me there is nothing wrong, and to take my darn dog. I reach for him again, and he's still growling and fussing as another lady walks in the door with another Bijon in her arms. She was given the wrong dog, and assured all was good. But she wants her dog back. Tucker jumps out of her arms and runs over to me, while I glare at the lady who tried to force the wrong dog on me. --- Somewhere around the 8th or 9th of December -- Earlier parts all faded away, but I am walking down the street somewhere, and I've been visiting with Sirius, and have just sent him walking down the street with somebody (perhaps Fleur?), planning to catch up with them a few minutes later. There is a large half-giant female who suddenly turns into a full giant, with a name of Fredrica, perhaps? I think it might be Hagrid's mother. Somehow we're trying to keep things safe and sane. That is, until I find myself walking into a classroom setting with Dumbledore in the front of the room, and we are playing all kinds of horrible tricks and pranks on him, before doing even worse to him because of all he's let happen to Harry. --- 12-11-2012 -- There's just a little hint of a scene here, standing outside a gas station somewhere, preparing to do a mystery shop, then suddenly the scene changes. I am suddenly in a cavern deep in the heart of Mammoth Cave, in a deep portion of the cave that few people have ever reached. I am in an area with a river or a lake, but I think it may be a river or lake of acid. Suddenly there is a huge red dragon in the air above me. Somehow I am swinging the dragon, half in chains by swinging the chains, and half just mentally holding it and swinging it around. I am using it to brush red push pins off the walls of the cavern, but somehow I also bump it against the ceiling, which is bringing some rocks down on top of me. Soon I am doing enough damage that it shakes large areas of the cave, and the river suddenly triples in size with much more 'water' pouring through, leading to worries that I may have flooded myself, until a portion of the floor collapses, and the water all just flows away into an even lower section of the cave. Short, but neat.
This was short enough I would have posted it with other partial dreams if I had any others available to put it with. 12-21-2012 -- [Yesterday I only had a nap, didn't sleep well, and was constantly half-woke by people texting me. I never really woke, but it kept my sleep very disturbed. Led to my dream being less storied, and much more fragments and unreal.] This dream was a kind of a cross between a Harry Potter storyline (the characters and the war setting) with the new Runescape mini-game Player Owned Ports (the game style) and just a hint of Babylon 5 thrown in (again the war setting, and a hint of Kosh-isms.) The way it worked out was that the voyage selection screen from POP (which gives you a choice of three voyages) took the place of the crew selection screen. There were three factions (perhaps Gryffindor, Slytherin, and the rest of the school) each with a different color, and I was Harry Potter, trying to keep them all from killing each other, because we all needed to fight together against the Death Eaters attacking the school. This is especially difficult since I really don't like most the Slytherins. Malfoy is being a real jerk, and Snape is amazed at how well I am managing to control myself, though he is trying his best to not let me see that I've impressed him. I'm trying to send people off to different parts of the castle to work on different projects so that they'll be away from each other, and not trying to kill each other. The bits of Kosh-isms come into play with answering questions about seemingly new things, or people who have just shown up with answers like "I have always been here."
It was a long dream but i remember only the end of it and i think its becouse they awoke me and i forgot everything in an instant I was in some kind of a party in the middle of a beatiful valley. The valley had green ,yellow and red light's shining all over it. In this party there were many people just having fun ( i remember looking the house from outside it looked small but inside was huge ). We were with some friends i don't even know we brought somehing ilegal or did something ilegal becouse the police came and everybody started running. We went outside where there was a yellow car like a Volkswagen Bug but weirder. Someone started the car and said we need to go i opened the trunk and layed there there was someone else there i don't really remember. The car made U turn while making it i was looking at the landscape it was night and the lights were still there shining. When we were about to go i saw another house next to the one i was in there were like 20 people just sitting there in a sofa i remember there were a lot of girls and this one guy gave a look so i showed him the middle finger and went on. That's when someone skyped me and i woke up.
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