dream fragment

Dream 1: I was at work with my presenter and manager and they kept messing around in the studio, I got very annoyed with them.

Dream 2 I was playing around with a Raspberry Pi (you know that credit sized computer thing) I plugged all of the wires into it, turned it on and then the dream ended.

Dream 3: All I remember is my cat running up the stairs very fightened

I met up with friends in a small shop at the top of a very steep hill.

11-26-2012 -- [Very little notes on this one, and a month late in entering it on the computer, so almost everything is gone. But I have had several other dreams similar to this one that got noted in much greater detail, so there are other places to see the same type of dream.]

Giant fight / chase dream, mostly taking place in a semi-lit warehouse, much like this dream. We're all dodging back and forth between tall racks of boxes and pallets of products, stacked to the ceiling. This one had a lot of Harry Potter characters in the fight, including Neville and the twins.

It starts as nothing more than some physical brawling and chasing, but soon we've got swords and knives, and things are spilling out of the warehouse/department store it started in, and we're now outside the Buena Park Mall. Neville is an ally, and Mr. Weasley seems to have been forced into the role of a reluctant opponent. In the middle of all this stumbles Susan Ivanova, who doesn't know what we're doing, but finds it pretty easy to stay out of harm's way.

[Wish I'd entered this sooner, as I'd probably remember a lot more.]

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11-26-2012 [Same night] -- Can't pull up any memories of how this started, but I seem to be Spider-Man, and I am approaching a seven floor hotel that I have to get into. I am coming at it from the back of the hotel, and between the building and I is a very large swimming pool. I decide I'll try the ol' slingshot maneuver, and shoot out a couple of web lines to some anchors, then pull myself back, and let loose.

I shoot forward with very little force, and am about to belly-flop right into the pool, so I kind of 'super-jump' it. [A type of dream jumping I've had much experience with, where you jump huge distances, by making just a normal jump, and then just willing it not to end, as the jump gets longer and longer.] There was not enough power behind my slingshot, but I just refuse to let myself drop in the pool, and keep drifting closer and closer to the hotel until I end up landing on a balcony somewhere around the third floor.

I climb inside, and quickly take the stairs up to the seventh floor, and when I come out of the stairwell, I barely manage to stay out of sight of my competition on this case ... Shawn and Gus from Psych! The worst thing about these two in this dream is one of them (almost certainly Shawn, because Gus isn't insane enough to do so) is wearing a mini-skirt, which is just wrong!

I take a ladder to the roof / penthouse area to avoid the two of them, and sneak back in right as Gus is leaving the room. (Shawn was already gone.) There are four teen girls here, and I ask them if they know what are the room numbers of the people we're looking for. They give me some clues and point me down a short corridor leading off from the main one.

I move down the corridor to the first room, which is filled with a couple of jacuzzis. There is a couple going at it in the first one. At this point, I already halfway know I am dreaming, even if it never turns fully lucid, and I've already been using tricks like the 'super-jump,' and at this point, I just kind of try to turn it into a sex dream. I don't succeed very well, however.

The second jacuzzi is filled with a bunch of teenish Japanese anime-style girls, and I jump on in, but instead of landing in the hot tub, it kind of stretches and deepens, and I find myself in a large underwater spa, where I have no problem breathing. There are couples all over the place just going at it, and the bits some of them have are very weird. Somehow this entire spa is somehow a good few centuries in the future, and everybody is just ... different. There is one young lady, perfectly formed, blonde, incredible figure, but she is about the size of a house elf! She is incredibly sexy ... but the idea of her trying to get it on with a full-size male ... no!

I finally come across one nice, reasonably attractive lady who seems to be relatively normal, and we get it on, but the lousy dream skips right over that part, and the next thing I know, she's on her way out, and so am I. As I am about to step into the pneumatic tube system that will pump me back to the surface, a nurse steps up to hand me some pills and schedule my next appointment. She tells me she hopes I enjoy my pregnancy, and I glance at the pack of pills in my hand marked something like 'For establishing male pregnancy'. What? Hell no!

I drop the pills on the ground, and almost shoot into the pneumatic tube heading for the surface. But others are blocking the tube, trying to force us back down, and threatening me, so I'm having to force my way back up. Soon I manage to fight my way back to the surface, and back into normal time, though I now have a fake ID showing I am something like 12 years older than I am, because of odd time effects.

I make a comment on time travel, and say something about how I at least don't yet have to deal with the Psi-Corp, when suddenly a nearby speaker activates, spewing forth some sort of political message in Alfred Bester's voice. The Corp is already here!

Non lucid:
I'm doing an online survey about movies and TV shows. There are some questions about ARGs.

Non lucid:
Okay, this is a sorta weird, creepy one about a movie (the blair witch project). You guys ever dream that you are IN a movie you've just seen? As in, being a character (for example: you are a random Jedi in Star Wars) in the movie. Well, I kinda had that about this movie last night, I'm sure everyone here has seen it before, as it's quite famous. Okay, well the dream kind of followed the main plot, especially the part where they are first realizing that they are lost. Except in my dream we (me+main characters) climbed up a tree to see where we were (I really kept thinking they should do that while watching the movie, actually).

Lucid:
Walking around some weird office, I know I am dreaming. I remember I read about the task of the month, and decide to do it. First, I decide to sing a song, so I sing Jingle Bells, it's the only one I can think of. Then I decide to make it snow, as that was the other basic task, I look out of the window and imagine the sun disappearing and snow falling down. And of course it happens. I get excited, I want to do one of the advanced tasks but I lose lucidity too fast.

This was yesterday, I guess. So I dreamed that I was back at my boarding school again and holiday is over, but then I somehow got lucid and realized everything is fading AGAIN. So I went downstairs from the dormitory and found "Anti-wakeup pills" and downed them all, but it didn't help much though since I forgot to stabilize. I woke up from my alarm clock.

Spoiler for Points I should improve:

I really, really need to remember to do reality checks to reassert my lucidity, and I need to remember to stabilize. God I always forget to stabilize.

I think I’ve had this dream two weeks ago or something, but frankly I can’t remember shitall and I just can’t stand the thought of procrastinating on my dream journal any more. I want to end my self-inflicted dream break that went longer than expected and now I can’t recall anything.

It was a dream fragment, somehow I’m in front of my old school’s indoor stadium and there is this tree with something (I forgot) perched on it. My mom was with me. I had a shotgun and I tried to shot it but the shotgun flew over onto the top of the building from the knockback. I climbed up and started jumping with ridiculous strength and grace and tried to run on the wall to grab the gun, but I timed my jump wrong and fell off the building.

Spoiler for Things I should work on:

Well, recalling is the first thing, but that's kind of a given. I should also write down my dreams as soon as I wake up. I also forgot to do a reality check that morning, but that's unrelated. I also had a brief lucidity flash, but I was too distracted and never thought about lucid dreaming at that time, so I should get back to reading things on here ASAP.

In my dream, I was walking down a street. Suddenly I tripped on the curb and fell backwards. But I never hit the ground. I kept falling for what seemed about ten minutes. I finally realized I was in a dream, and put myself on the ground, on my feet. Now some monsters from Half Life were coming after me. I made them get shocked by lightning and turn into food. Then I saw a door in front of me, glowing with vibrant, neon colors. I opened it and found a dragon spinning in a circle. He began to laugh. He then said "You won't escape this time!". Then I woke up.

12/27/2012
3:30am

All I can remember is rope being either braided or unwound.

My dream recall seems to be pretty meh today, but oh well.

Dream 1:
Don't remember most of the dream. There was some stuff/events happening inside some sort of spaceship. Later i was at home doing stuff at my comp(I am sure there's some stuff between spaceship events and that, just can't remember it...). Then i was on the street intersection, where my mom was arguing with someone that he was driving incorrectly or something, and eventually more and more people was around and i ran away for some reason. Then i was at home again watching some videos on different PC. Something ticked me off about these videos and i was like "I must be dreaming...", and then "Wait a second...", "I am dreaming!". As i was about to do some dream stabilization i turned around and i saw chandelier that was in that room, and it was moving and felt 'alive'(seems to be recurring DC in my dreams once in a while actually). As soon as i looked at it, my vision was like i was looking from three different places at same time(trippy! hehe), and everything went dark, and then i woke up.

Note: I prolly should have done WBTB at this point, since i had like one more hour of sleep left, but i completely forgot to and instead went to sleep after writing what i could remember from that dream.

Dream 2:
There was some sort of race and apparently racers had a break so i was trying to show them what i created in fraxy. Ended up misclicking and showing someone else's creations, though eventually i did showed what i wanted to show.

Note: Don't remember much of this dream prolly because alarm woke me up, it tends to murder my dream recall at times.

12/26/12

Bed Time: 12:00 AM
Waking Time: 6:00 AM

Unfortunately last night my insomnia decided to rear its ugly face. Pity because I was going quite a long time without it. Even though I went to bed at 12:00 I was tossing and turning for quite a while afterwards. When I woke up at 6:00 I was dead tired, and couldn't remember any dreams. I decided to fall back asleep and see what happens.

Nap: ~6:15
Waking Time: ~7:45

I have vague recall of this dream, mainly a fragment.
Fragment #1: I walk with my friend J into his apartment (it is not his actual apartment, but it is in the same complex). The room we enter is scattered and unorganized. Papers of all sorts (mail, magazines, newspaper, ect.) cover the floor, and the whitewashed walls are dimly lit by a small yellow hanging light. There's a small glass table topped with littered ashtrays and we both sit down. He pulls out a bag of meth from his pocket, and I guess today I'm feeling rather ballsy because I tell him we should smoke it.

I find doing drugs in dreams very, very unusual. The effects of the drugs are unlike their real-life counterparts, and they are obviously much shorter-acting (being that one has a limited time in a dream).

After taking an acrid, sulfurous hit from a small, glass pipe, I feel a tingling sensation lurch my body over like a strong, ocean wave. We both stop moving or talking for a minute, taking hits from the pipe, just staring at eachother. I say "Wow", over and over again, the only thing I guess I can say. Suddenly there is a commotion outside, and as we go out to investigate my recall starts to fade.

The dream does not end however, I have strange curios of memory left from what happened after we exited the apartment. I have an image of walking downstairs, entering someone else's apartment, and meeting someone with a very large, developed beard. I remember jumping out of his window for some reason. Hmm, who knows, wish I had better recall under fatigue.

Well that's that, this dream wasn't what I would call a lucid dream. In my lucid dreams I generally try to exercise some of my stored up magickas rather than doing boring stuff I could do in real life , in my next dream I want to end up on a Pacific Island, and perform a ritual with the natives there, I feel that would be fun and exciting. Until next time

-- Adi

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....

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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...

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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 .