dream fragment

This is during the end of the dream. My name in there was "GG". They were my initial for my dream name. Anyways, I'm in this room with christina i think. We're worrying about this girl (who's about my age btw). Theres this other girl who is after us because we wont her have the girl my age. So christina and i are talking about her ability. It's the piwer to fit inside any form of space. It can be a box, a drawer, any form of space. This was a really serious matter because the evil girl was really out to get me. She has this grudge against me for taking the girl my age away from her. While me and christina are talking, my phone rings. It's the girl around my age. The 1st thing she says is "when you get home, we're gonna have mad sex...." (she said alot more specifying that one topic) i started to chuckle a little and told christina to listen to what she's saying. Christina actually says something to her. I take my phone from christina and then i try to make an excuse. No need though, she made one for me. She gigles a littlesaid "that must be your mom, right?" I just went along with it even though i know it was christina. The dream ends from fades away.

Something freaky happened though. I woke up (in real life) to my phone ringing. I wasnt going to answer it but decided last second to answer it. It stopped ringing the moment i got my hands on it. I checked and saw who called me. It was my mom. O_O. I didnt realize the connection until i started writing this dream.

Dream 1: "BIG MAN"
Me and my family is not here at our current residence. We are at our older house in other city. My younger brother is taking us to a restaurant named "Big Man" to give us a party. Restaurant walls were embedded with glass peaces.

Dream 2: "Sleep Paralysis"
I am dreaming that I am trapped in a very dirty and dark room. And I am very worries and scared. I can listen voice of a female in darkness. and she is saying me that dont go into sleep paralysis while smiling because it will kill you.

Dream 3: "Peaces of sleep"
I am sleeping and waking up constantly.

Dream 4: "Hated Person"
I hate my cousin a lot and i dont want my family to contact them. But My mother is gone to their family's house. I waiting a lot for mother to come back but she is not coming. Now I am going to the house of my cousin to take my mother. When I am there I dont remember the details but the situation is very tight.

Went to sleep about 1:45am after watching some videos on DILD techniques and reading some wikis.

Dreamt I got stabbed in the throat by this like female assassin/ninja with a really thin slightly curved blade. For some reason I wasn't scared or in pain I must have known it was just a dream.

Dreamt I was in this band a mix of guys & girls. Wasn't clear who played what though. We had a gig somewhere & we were hanging out under this canal bridge & had left some shoes & stuff there. Drove to the gig but I'd left something important under the bridge & had to go back alone to get it as they wouldn't let me in even though I said I was with the band.
I was worried about going under this bridge in view of some chavs hanging out near by as they looked like trouble so I sort of snook down there & got what I needed & went back. Unfortunately it was too late & the gig must have been cancelled & the band descended into chaos with some of the girls smoking crack! Can't remember much else.

Woke about 6:30am to turn heating off then fell back asleep

After all this unpleasantness the dreams ended on a positive with me being with this girl getting Ice-cream from somewhere. She was getting strawberry & I decided on apple even though I'm sure they don't do apple ice cream, but they should! The lady serving us poured some apple sauce over my ice cream so goes to show ice cream makes everything better even in dreams!

Woke up normally about 10:30am

I was walking down a forest nature path. The forest was rather dense, and it looked as though it would be difficult to walk if you were not on the path.
I became lucid out of nowhere. I walked for a short while, and summoned my dream guide, Manei. She was walking in front of me, and slowly started to get ahead. I awoke after awhile.

I later had a much longer (or not really longer, just better recall) dream. I was in like a grasslands, or African looking area, like the Serengeti. I walked over to a large tree isolated in the middle of a grassland.
I heard the voice of a young girl. She told me a story about how she was a spirit, and that her body had been blinded to the tree by an evil witch. As she told me this, I began to make out the vague outline of a child's body in the tree.
She then asked me if I would be willing to set her free. I began to claw and kick at the portion of the tree. Eventually I managed to bust apart the wooden tomb, but when I opened it, a skeleton fell out. Her bones were brown and covered in pieces of rotten flesh. It was a rather frightening sight, really. A child's bones scattered across the ground.
I slowly walked away from the scene. As I did, I began to toy with the idea that I might be dreaming. Rather quickly, I came into a group of lions. I can remember there being a male (identifiable by his maine) and two female lions.
I became fully lucid around now, and began to take command of the dream. The male lion began advancing toward me, growling. I yelled at him that I was dreaming. I told him not to roar. He stopped and looked at me.
Around this time, a group of people started to gather around me. They were some kind of tribal group because they were all wearing animal pelts, and one of them had some kind of spear or scepter. I should also note that they were all adult men.
The Lion began undergoing a transformation. His head got longer and his mouth opened, his head looked more like a crocodile now. His fur began to shed revealing a spiked black form, and the eyes began to glow red.
I was not sure whether the tribe men were friendly or not. They were just approaching me. I felt overwhelmed by the threats, so I decided to try dream spinning.
I started to spin, and I could see the environment changing from the hot dry African plain to the outside of a small white house built on the side of the hill. I didn't get a very good look at the environment I was entering, but the whole place felt enclosed and sheltered by tress. I think that my dream guide, Lia was there agian.
Afterwords, I was getting told a story by my younger cousin. He was telling me about how he built a house out of 3,180 bricks, but it all came down because he didn't use any cement. I lost lucidity and woke up.

I am intrigued by one thing: The lion's transformation into a black monster. This has happened before, in fact it happened in my last lucid. And I've seen the same variety of monster several other times, even in other dream journals.

~ 2 pm - 3:27 pm

I was given a golden staff.

As I'm on lesson 2 in the Orphelia's class in the Dream Academy I've been trying some of the DILD techniques I've read about so thought it would be worth saying what I'd tried before I went to sleep. On this occasion I started visualising colours starting with yellow then thinking about different yellow things like bananas & the sun etc. Then I visualised green and different green objects like vegetables, grass, lizards etc this was quite a calming mantra like thing to do to stimulate my imagination ready for the dreamworld.

Went to sleep about 1:30am

Couple of dreams in one this, can't recall much but am going to start putting whatever I can recall from my dreams even if it's not much.
I was at a house with an old friend who's been in the previous dream I had about the Jaguar (maybe he's becoming a dream sign?). Also there was my old female manager from a temp' job I did plus another unknown woman & various other unknowns. We were having some kind of dinner party but the unknown woman was going round giving oral sex to the guys including me then she went to do my friend & my old manager stepped in saying she was going to 'show her how it's done!' And she bent down to do it showing off her amazing figure in the process.

Woke briefly at about 6am, fell back asleep

I definitely was aroused by this & when I woke up around 6am to the sound of the radiator filling with water I was in a state of morning glory The rest of the dream involved us being around a dinner table and the manager woman (who I kind of fancy in real life & sometimes communicate with still on facebook), was serving us all these mini pizzas & I'd requested mine with bits of bacon on it & was being asked by another guy there what it was called to which I replied 'pizza della bacon'!

When I fell back asleep after being half woken by the radiator, I then dreamt I was in Ireland (somewhere I've never been) in some shit-hole of a house with two lads I didn't recognise from reality. Can't remember much here except thinking they were very stupid and when I asked to go to the toilet I nearly fought the guy because he wanted me to use this horrible standing up toilet which was just a drain in the ground! I can't remember much else about this part of the dream although I know there was more, maybe it will come to me in the day if so I'll edit this entry accordingly.

Woke up properly about 9:20am

Alright, tonight was a rather strange assortment of dreams, and I hope I can recall them with some decency.

The first dream I had revolves around something like a jail break. I apparently know these two guys in this sort of
posh prison. It's not so much a prison, as it looked way more like a boarding school than anything. The headmaster
of this institution is blind, and I'm working with this girl to get my two friends out. through some sneaking around, we are
able to notify the two guys that tonight was the night they were going to break out. We ran up to their rooms, told them to rush it and pack, and
then, somehow, we just walked through the front door, albeit rather quickly. When we got outside, it was almost as if the scene came
from an old fairy tale. I smelt pine in the air, the streets were clear of frost but you could still see your breath, and I could hear
the soft movement of water - not too fast, not too slow.

It was at this point the phone woke up and I was broken from this scene, but as soon as I could, I drifted back, focusing on that very spot. When
I got there, I could tell the world around me was fading, so I opened my eyes (in my dream) and spun around. It actually worked in keeping
the dream alive!

There is a bit of a disconnect between how I got from there to this estate, but the next portion of the story takes place there. We talk to who I assume to be the father
and mother of a sister and brother, though I'm not sure if they are the same people in the jailbreak or not. They invite us out to ride their multitude of horses, and
we take a turn around the track that surrounds a lake (again, still on their estate). The son of this couple and I both take black horses, his a stallion and mine a mare, and we take off. There are more people on the track than just us, but they're just sort of there, racing along, being people walking around the lake, things like that. Anyway, we're racing and we round the first corner round the lake. The son, who had passed me on the turn, couldn't keep his hold and fell off his horse. The horse proceeded to run and jump in the water; that was the last time I saw that horse. I was about to keep going and just finish up the lap, but then a little boy falls into the lake. I get off my horse and, along with some other characters, pull him out of the water onto the bank. At this point my own horse disappears and instead turns into a girl (around the same age as the boy we had just pulled from the water). The girl runs to the small pond next to the road, on the other side of the lake, and jumps in. I ask if she wants to continue down the track, and she adamantly refuses. I turn back to look at how long the track really is: maybe a kilometre or two - tops. By the time I turn around to face her, she has vanished.

At this point I notice that no one else around me has horses, and they are merely walking about. I follow suit and take the not so long walk back to the estate. A discussion there ensues about what we ought to do, and the father and mother suggest another race. Instead of the multitude of horses, now I see they have but a few, and the black mare I had ridden previously was no where to be found. I instead got a grey mare, slightly spotted with black around the hooves and snout.

We mount up and ride again, but for some reason we stop; the son and I take our horses, his being a blonde, chestnut mare, mine being the aforementioned, and let them circle the pen on their own. We go back into the house for a little while. The son, whose features and voice I cannot distinguish, was talking to his sister, whose features and voice I can also not distinguish, about the records he held with horses. He was missing the times for a dash of some sorts, and that it needed to be below 20 seconds.

The siblings then start discussing how riding while reading is quite easy and fun, but I realise that it doesn't suit my taste to multi-task in that fashion. The father and the mother say the best part of riding IS riding, so you shouldn't do anything else but that. The father then offers to go with me once more around the track.

We get up and walk towards the pen where my horse and the son's horse are taking small warm up circles. Upon seeing up, they jump over the end and sprint past us. The father said to just go and wait by the pen and the horses will come back and then we can ride them around the lake once more. Upon entering the pen, I realise that I am not alone, but instead I'm with another handful of people.

I see my mare running towards the pen, but she then turns into this blonde woman, decently tall in stature, delicate, but not petite (but she was by no means fat; she was, rather very realistic with a decently slim waist, decent bust, blonde hair that fell to her hips, and clad in a dark green dress that fell to her feet). She was carrying a sort of pouch, and somehow I knew that you needed to be the owner of a certain artefact before you could call her yours. I was not the first to point this out, as one of the people standing in the pen said what she had on her mind: "you're looking for the one with the bottles, aren't you?" She responds with, "Indeed I am. Can you point to me who is my master?" The character she is talking to looks over in my direction and says, "the one in the grey shirt."

It was sadly at this point I woke up. I got out of the dream so quickly, I didn't even realise it was fading around me. I tried to re-enter the dream, but was sadly unsuccessful.

During the first part of the dream, the jail break part, I knew I was in a dream, yet it was more like the story was unfolding and I wasn't in my own body. I was merely a visitor in this scenario. When I left the dream due to the phone ringing, upon re-entry I feel like I really "opened my eyes" to the dream world. The details became clearer, I could hear things, smell things, really have a grasp on the world around me. While I don't remember how I got to the estate, I do remember that the riding was a big deal.
What was really interesting, but something that did seem quite normal in the dream, was that the horses turned into people. From what I gather, the boy that me and some dream characters pulled out onto the bank was actually the son's black mare. Once I got off my horse, she turned into a girl of roughly the same age, who refused to take me along the track, and instead wanted to play with the ducks and such. My second horse turned into a beautiful woman who, thinking back on it, seemed like she was garbed in more Celtic-like gear than anything else.

I'm still not quite sure what my "dream signs" are. I am simply aware that I am dreaming, perform a reality check to confirm, and go back and go along with the story, as I thing it's supposed to happen. There doesn't seem to be a real consistent theme in the dreams I've written down in the Dream Journal. But, from the last one to this one, what is consistent is that I'm with a blonde girl right before my dream fades. Although the one from my last dream and this one were completely different (the last one was petite, bubbly, very playful, whilst this one was not fat, just taller and slightly bigger in stature, and far more calm). Not sure what it all is supposed to mean, but hopefully some recall on future dreams will shape what my dream signs are and maybe show the significance of the girl.

Dream 1: Research on LD

I am researching for Lucid Dreaming. But I am not Lucid.

Note: Forgot all details and Forgot all dreams tonight. I dont know why.

6:17 am

Key phrases:

Religion, Maranatha, group meeting.
PLUS meeting today instead of Sunday. Running, in a hurry. There's a hole on the ground. EM also joined. It seems she lives nearby. We were running along a street. I parkoured my way while facing on the tricycles head on. Bea? Talisay?

8:09 am

Cell phone. PC. Blue and red voodoo doll. A path of square stones in the park near our place. Green grass. I used the sim or microSD cards with music on the ground as a guide. Someone helped me.

'twas interesting

I step into my school in a dark green suit
which would normally as that's my regular wear but I don't own a green suit
and I come across a figure in a hoodie whose face was to dark under the shadow to see. He was starting to approached me and his eyes glowed orange as he stepped closer, his eyes started to grow brighter and glowing orange claws sprung forth from is hands. He started to dash about 6 ft away from me when a larger figure came out of nowhere and blindsided the poor orange fellow.This man's eye's emanated a neon blue color
There's more but I feel like this is enough for anyone to get the jist of the dream, this wasn't lucid, but, it was interesting...

First fragment was me driving in a bizarre parking lot trying to hide an expensive bottle of vodka from my parents. I backed up really far into the parking lot that is apparently behind my house.. Anyways I hid it in a box under some other boxes and had a very difficult time driving the car back to its spot.

Second fragment was me at work with a broken toe. Last night IWL I dropped a box onto my toe, but my toe is not broken. Anyways, I was walking around looking for random things like toenail clippers and tape, and I kept telling supervisors that my toe was broken and they always said, "Get back to work"

Dogs are getting killed in China from the dog food. I remember holding a red bag of dog food, folded a tiny bit.

Sarah Petrosky (a girl I goto school with) was talking to me about the kissing tower.

My friend Mark Milburn, got a new laptop. i was using my linux one beside him. He said the compatibility was much better on the new one and we could play games. We started playing some kind of circle game where there are crosses and you have to get as many as you can with a circle. Then you capture other people's circles and crosses with your circles. The game was projected in the middle of the room. There was a giant rubber band that and grabbed and pulled back. It hit Mark in the face and cut his nose, the rubber band came back and hit my nose. Someone died, I can't remember who it was.

Mrs. Dana said goodbye because she was going to Mississippi. This was my Sunday school teacher, she already moved.

I was wearing my steelers sweatshirt, I don't remember anything else about this dream.

around 12 am - 9:47 am

Key words:

"Duay Rhimes"
LRT, train
working for someone instead of for myself
gulaman, powder

Miss H, judge for a writing contest. I pay for the prize and for the judges.

When I put things in sequence the first I remember is a video or perspective about how European settlers also suffered loss and death during the colonisation of the New World. It showed rural children scrambling in a rustic graveyard and hiding. There was a scrolling through a list of things, large pot, iron fence, stone, like that, which were actually disguised children hiding from a militia. They were apparently the ancestors of the Amish or maybe it was just comparing lifestyle to them.

Next I remember wandering in some country area, and on a path was with some other people being informed about 9 people having accidents and 4 apparently gruesome ones, because they didn't understand Planck's Constant, apparently an equation for cellular dynamics or biology. There was a ditch nearby and a sewer was meant to have run through it. A plastic cap was the proof for this, as some girl explained helpfully and unsolicited, although I was wary of touching something that had been of a sewer even if it had been years since it was flowing.

This dream was sort of choppy, but also rather thrilling. I would have liked to remember more details.

TBut there was a green planet below us, but not like earth. It looked more like a gas planet. Me and a huge fleet of spaceships were charging into battle against some sort of alien mother ship.
There were five or so large star-cruiser type ships in our fleet, as well as dozens of small fighters. The cruisers were rather boxy, they sort of looked like two large boxes affixed by a small rear section with large engines. I was piloting one of the fighters. Our fighters looked like jet fighters, although more high tech. Eventually, the alien mothership came into view. It was a massive craft, a sort of purplish color with a curving design. Smaller alien fighters deployed from the side, and combat began.
I can remember barrel-rolling around, one of the alien fighters was following me. The alien fighters looked sort of like manta-rays. I banked around, under the bottom of the alien mother ship. When I pulled up on the other side, batteries opened fire shooting green laser beams at me. Luckly, none of them hit.
There was a dome like structure on the side of the alien craft. I fired a missile of some sort at it, destroying it.
"Their shields are down! We have 3...4...5 direct hits!" A voice came over my radio. I looked over my shoulder, behind me. Our own star cruisers had opened fire with these blue laser weapons and destroyed the alien mothership.
I noticed some alien fighters fleeing the scene, and decided to give chase. I followed them into a group of small cratered moons. But slowly, the dream began to fade away at this point.

Fragment-I was watching a youtube video and someone yelled "Let's cut to the chase!" The video immediately changed to a video of some dream characters running in and out of doors kind of like one of the old chase scenes from the scooby doo shows.

I guess that was supposed to be funny.

Fragment-I was attempting some sort of arcade/puzzle game. The idea was that plastic balls would roll down a chute and you would press a button at the right time to have a little flap lift up and catapult the ball out of the chute so that you would earn points.
The game was obviously broken because despite me hitting the button at the correct time, the ball would get stuck and not lift out of the chute.