dream fragment

09/09/12

Last night I wrote notes for 3 dreams down. My first set of notes I have forgot most of the dream. One was a fragment and the other I remember more clearly. They were all non lucid also...

Dream 1

This is the dream I do not remember. The only part I remember a bit was a part of the dream where it was like Tony Hawk American Wasteland. Here are my notes:

It was like Tony Hawk. Doing quizzes from next door. Then some messy writing...

Dream 2

i was in McDonalds I was with my family sitting round a table.It was similar to a McDonalds close to home. The waiter who worked there came over and my mums boyfriend asked if he could talk to the chef to ask about what he does with the food. The waiter said no he couldn't. He was not happy about this and started to get angry, the waiter walked over to the door where he shouted stuff into the chef. Then my mums boyfriend stood up and walked over to him. He shouted 'LET ME SPEAK TO HIM!'
'NO!' the waiter sternly said. He got angry and punched the waiter in the face. The waiter dropped his stuff and started fighting back. They were brawling in the middle of McDonalds, I was finding it all hilarious and couldn't stop laughing.

Dream 3

I was down one of the roads close to my house and one of my friends house. There was about 4 of us and we were thinking of going into the town. One of the people who are with is was someone from my school who would never hang out with us. Anyway I had my new trainers on which I recently brought in real life, we were messing about and I slipped. I looked down at my trainers and there was mud splashed all down the right side of my trainer on my right foot. I was said 'nooooooooo I've just ordered some Crep Protect as well, I've already messed them up before its arrived.' So I said to my friends 'I'm going home to take these off.' I went home and took them off and that is the last I can remember.

Waking Thoughts/Dream/Lucid

Past few nights have been out of the ordinary, so my sleep schedule is wrecked again. Seems to be a common theme for me. Anyways here a few bits of information I have managed to remember.

Yesterday:
I was at another house. It was going to be mine, but certain family issues prevented it. There were some people there that I never met before that were cleaning up the place. All I remember doing was explaining what needed to be done and what the past plans were. The house was in a state of heavy disrepair. Much like when the project was first started. I recall talking to a few kids there that were going to mow the lawn. Not all that much happened until I woke up and had to get ready for work.

Today:
Again more fragments, but I'll write what I can. I was at my grandmothers house. Sort of. The place seemed to be fused with other places in past dreams. I tend to get these feelings a lot. I recall that a couple friends were there, one of them being an online friend from a video game I like to play. Alan was gone on some sort vacation in Europe, and I wanted to know how that went. He of course said it was a blast and had a lot of fun. Next I met another friend, Irving. He was going on about wanting to go to space and kept talking about some crazy plans. He eventually trailed off and talked about space movies and animation.

That's the gist of what I can recall the past few days. I will try to be more vigilant in keeping my dream journal up to date every day.
On a side note, I have recently purchased a new nexus 7 tablet. Anyone suggest some good LD apps?

In the first dream I was replacing the tubes in my guitar amp. They were 100x the size of real tubes and exploded.

The second dream was about the song 2112 by Rush. I was the main character. I woke up at the end when he dies.

1st Fragment

I was on the library of my school. There i could notice some book covers which were painted with water paint... and my language teacher was talking to me about a written task. She was reading the task and i felt that i transfered into it, therefore i went to another scene.

2nd Fragment

I was in a bus of 2 floors (In Cordoba going to the university) and the bus driver got crazy and started hitting everything in the sidewalk since it had no brakes. The thing is that it kept going on, and the ones that were in more danger were us in the upper floor. Then it finally stopped crashing a luxury car, in a familiar place ("Quiosco Azul"). I suddenly was an employee of that place, and when the police came they asked me some questions. Then i went into the shop and it changed into a hawaian bar.

3rd Fragment

I was in the house of my dead aunt but she was there. We started talking and she told me that she had Facebook. Then i went to the courtyard and i became a tramp. The neighbors caught me but they gave me food and shelter.

4th Fragment

I was playing professional football. The field was extremely big and i felt like an ant. It was a side-throw and i gave the ball to a kid who had a baby in their arms. He gave me the baby for a second but i rejected it. Then my team kept playing (near to the goal) and the goalkeeper went away, so i was perfectly positioned to score, however they didn't pass me the ball. When i looked to tribune they were like in videogames, and the dream started to fade. This was the most vivid fragment.

I am in my parent's bedroom and they have an announcement to make. Me and my 6 siblings are in their room waiting to hear what they want to say. It turns out that my siblings and I are not our dad's children. We are the product of incest between my mother and uncles. This felt extremely weird.

Either I'm thinking this or this is what they actually say. I can't put a finger on it. It was creepy to say the least

I just read a post about 'Driving car with no driver'. This made me remember my personal experience with this scenario.

I don't remember it very well and when it was was but I remember one part clear as day. I believe it was a dark green car, not sure as I was inside but dark green in shouting out at me. The interior was grey and I was in the back left seat looking at the steering wheel, I was alone in the car. I felt a immensely scary demonic ghostly presents in the car as the steering wheel was steered full lock to the left and pulled out onto the road. I could feel something in the car driving but couldn't see it. I was quite scared as I thought this event would end in a crash but that's when the dream fades away and no more is remembered, I hope you enjoyed reading this and let me know if you have had a similar experience or you can tell me what this means... Thanks.

This one comes from a few nights ago as well. You'll see that something bizarre happens; if it's happened to anybody else, please share your experience!

This is one of many dream fragments I recall from this particular night. I was at a nice restaurant with white tablecloths and elegant dishware and crystal with my mom. She seemed older than she is now, which made me assume that I, too, had aged to a degree. We were discussing something that I can't remember, when I suddenly realized I was dreaming... Perhaps the dream sign was the age difference - it seemed like a relatively unprovoked awareness of dreaming.
This is where it gets weird. In the middle of our conversation, I take from my lap beneath the tablecloth a dream diary that greatly resembled the one I use in the waking world, and began to write everything down. When my mother questioned me, I stated "I'm writing everything down so I'll remember it when I wake up!"

More events occurred after, and I did document what I could recall, but this is really the most interesting point in my dream. Has this happened to anyone else?

Notes:
- I was unsure whether I had actually written anything down upon waking up. I thought I had at first, but checked my diary and found nothing. I then proceeded to scribble down what I could.
- My distinction between waking-reality and dream-reality was blurred upon waking. I read a text message from my friend on my phone, and I didn't know if it was real; it turns out that it was. My response was a little funny; in it, I told my friend I wasn't sure if I was dreaming.

I was in a road trip in a nice silver convertible with my brother and sister. It seemed the backdrop was inspired by a desert landscape sci-fi world. The floor was non-existent for miles below but you could see it barely. This was inpsired by playing James Cameron's AVATAR and seeing the beautiful world of Pandora.

I was in the front seat -- passangers. We were driving through the landscape. But there was a bunch of things in front of our view. Not on the road but in the sky. Things like UFOs, birds, Hot air baloons. It was weird. At one point, I took the wheel and started to drive as fast as I could.

Then we stopped inside a gas station. I had to go to he restroom. However these kids, jocky-like. Looked like early 20s informed me that once I got out, they would punch me. I thought nothing of it. I went to a urinal and lifted my shirt down. I saw something above my belly. I saw what looked like four names written in ink from tattoo scralwed across my belly. One of the names was DEREK. Above each name was some kind of stain or scratch mark. I took a towel and tried to wipe it off. I did. But the names were still there. I left the urinal heading for the exit but I decided to run so they wouldn't catch me. Too late, I was already being met from a flying punch to the stomach.

I wake up.

[Thursday, September 5th, 2012]
(It's been a week almost since the last real recall... Nathan and Alex have been waking me up every attempt. I need a less alarming wake-up from now on. Less distraction. I need to be patient. The weed hasn't been helping, so I've decided to quit. At least for two weeks. So my next smoking date can be on the 20th.)

(The dream I had before Nathan woke me up):
The short recall of the dream started with- I was sitting in the car with Alex driving and Nathan in the back seat. We were in Surprise, around the Walmart area in the parking lot. It was probably around 5-6PM because it was light out still, but obviously towards the end of the day. I was singing two songs at once... having trouble determining the difference between them. The first one that I recall thinking about in the dream was, "Simplistic Trance-Like Getaway" by Never Shout Never. But also, at the same time it sounded like another song... "Beginner's Mind" by Bright Eyes. Around the same time, we were pulling out of the parking lot and heading home to Wickenburg. The last thing I remember was watching the powerlines pass. That's when Nathan woke me up in WL by rapping at my window.

(That was a very interesting choice of song. They both were... very... involved in my state of WL. I couldn't help but feel chills listening to the words after I had woken up. How could I know to choose those songs? Does my subconscious have control of my dreambody when my waking consciousness doesn't? Should I treat it as a seperate entity? I think so.)

There is a board meeting in progress. There seem to be very important discussions happening in this board meeting. A lot of the subjects are about pollution and corruption within the city. The board members are various characters from TV shows and Movies(Specifically THE WIRE). The dream skips to a scene about soldiers in a big boat out in the ocean trying to hide something(I think it was an oil spill). The scene then shifts back to the board meeting once again. Everything seems to fade.

I wake up to go pee and then go back to sleep. I have a couple of other dreams but they are not vivid and are fragments. What I remember specifically is after every side dream I had, this board meeting would take place again throughout the night.


Memorable Person from the dream are CCH Pounder from the show THE SHIELD and Aiden Gillen from Game of Thrones. These two were seen outside of the board meeting room plotting or discussing something.


Before going to bed I was trying to ask my subconscious what career field should I go into or what I need to do with my life at the moment. I think that's what the board meeting represented. I'm not too sure though.

Sringer Bell(a character off of the TV show THE WIRE) is on the run because of a car theft charge against him. He is just out of Jail and cannot afford to go back. He meets up with his mother in a Baltimore neighborhood along with DeAngelo(another character off THE WIRE). Stringer, his mother and D eventually figure out that the car is bugged. They successfully remove the bug so that the police aren't on their trail any longer.


In the dream, I was either a floater or Stringer bell himself. I haven't figured out yet. It seems like both sometimes.



*DeAngelo in my dream is overweight but he is not in the show.
*Stringer's mom is never shown in the show
*In my dream she is shown as an educated, respected professional. These are all traits which the character stringer bell wishes he had.

Last night, I had a dream that I recieved a weird and eerie message from an unknown sender instructing me to do a series of random things for reasons unknown. Such as, to go to this specific place. Or find that specific thing. Now that I'm awake, I don't remember directly being informed of any threats- but I knew that the thing that was leading me was supernatural, and I was aware of fatal consequence if I were to fail. Also, I was aware of the possibility that once I finished doing these things that I would confront the one giving instructions. I had an image in my head of a cloaked shadow-like mass and I knew that was the mystery transmitter's image for some reason. Unfortunetly I don't remember exactly what the tasks entailed, but I remember my family being around me telling me not to proceed, it was too dangerous.
I made a decision to go along with it, not because I was being forced, but because I wanted to hunt this thing that seemed to have so much power over me and beat it. The two scenes I remember out of my search for it were both very cloudy and dim. I found a small abandoned house with old decaying furniture and other items filling it up. Like a house you would see on that show "Horders", but if the horder lived on a creepy coast line, then died- and left the house there for fifty years. Tons of cobwebs and annoying obstacles. I remember rummaging through them. I found a box, but don't remember what was in it. The other scene I remember, I was walking down a rocky edge of the coast that was right outside of that house. It was pretty, no sun was out and it was raining a bit.

I eventually got to the end of the tasks, and I remember looking at my computer screen again. At the end, it turned out that I was welcomed into some sort of strange leading order of the dream realm by my tester. The person who secretly vouched for me to be tested was my sister Rose, so she knew what was going on the whole time. Back at my computer, the screen was at this website, dreamviews- with a few minor differences. And my name "Nerq" changed from it's orange color, to a weird purple color.

Now... I know that it sounds really boring, a supernatural being made me go to a couple places and then accepted me into a dream order on... the internet. But it didn't seem so dull in the dream. I was so proud of myself for some reason. Ophelia, the staff member I talked to a while back on here was part of this weird dream order that sent the test. I thought that was kinda funny when I woke up.

Later that night after my WBTB alarm, I had a second smaller dream. This one was less intense. I met my co-worker Jeremy at a burger place that he liked. A few of his friend's had come, I recognized them as if I had met them before and they recognized me the same even though I've never seen them before in my life. We were celebrating Jeremy's gay wedding that was coming up. I sat down and met his one of his new friends, and that guy went to get the food at the counter. I could tell Jeremy looked nervous, like he wasn't having a good time. It looked like he was unhappy about something, so I tried to calm his nervs about the huge changes going on. Talked a little about my own marriage and then I left. That was the end of the dream. This was also kind of funny because Jeremy isn't gay in real life.

Terrorists in the downtown area
This was an involved dream, not everything may be in order.
I was with my mom in a waiting room. I didn't really know what was going on, but I knew my mom was trying to win some legal battle. She tells me something about what happened last year and wondered how I could not remember. We get called into this office. I am asked what I remember from last year, but I come up with nothing. My mom tells me some things to try to refresh my memory, but I am not understanding.

Next thing I remember we are driving downtown in a city which does not seem completely familiar. We pass by a building and saw about 4 armed guards in front of the entrance to an alleyway. My mom is driving, I am in the back, my brother is in the seat next to me, and my dad is in the passenger seat. We are in a blue minivan, big enough to hold about 7 people. We know we can't escape, as guards guide us in to this area surrounded by tall buildings, the only exit being where we just came in. I look around and there is like 3 guards aiming at each passenger at all times. I focus my attention to a guard with a sniper rifle from above. I notice most of the cars there(There had to be over 50 cars there) were all economic/small cars. We sit there for a few minutes trying to discuss the situation, then all of a sudden a person comes to the window and tells us this is a hostage situation, and that we must vote for their country's leader. If we say no, or vote for the wrong person, bad things can happen. If we try escaping, we get shot. We followed the rules (I don't remember ever voting) and were eventually allowed to leave.

I remember at one point on the way out being on foot. My mother and I were in like an apartment building, and there were two ladders going a long distance downward. It was the only way out. I start going down, but my mom has a laptop, and can not carry it down the stairs. She sets it down, then starts declining. I go about 3 steps down, and the ladder rungs break. I ease my way down, but each rung breaks as I touch it. I can say it was not pleasant going down.. At the bottom I realize we need that laptop, and look at the side my mom came down, thankfully it was all intact, and looked more like stairs than a ladder. I go up, get the laptop, then go back down. I remember the hostage situation from last year being almost the same, and get chills.

Skip about two days later, same thing happens. We drive up, see the guards, and know we are in trouble. We try saying to a guard that we just did this yesterday, and we are asked to leave the vehicle. We come up to a tall and intimidating black guard who asks us what our excuse was. I say we were just here yesterday, and he replies "That is bullshit, we would know if you were here by the look of your van." And I say "Well, maybe it was two days ago..I know we were just here." He gets in our van, along with a couple of other military dressed people. I remember me and my brother being in the car, the black man in the middle, 2 military people in front, and another military person in the back. The black man starts talking secrets about their plans, and the guy in the back brings a rifle to the black man's head and says something to the effect of "Don't let them know what we are up to. your job is to make sure everyone follows the rules, and if they don't, shoot them. I have no problem killing you on the spot." I remember one last person asking us why we are not listening to their rules, and I explain we were just here. He is holding a morning star that has an extendable handle. Very sturdy and dangerous.
He says "You were not here yesterday" then holds the club as if he is about to hit it against my leg. I say maybe it was two days ago, then he swings his arm back, and just before he hits me, I "wake up."

False Awakening
I woke up and read my new bedside DJ. I remember it saying:
1. Spencer, cali, lake, tits (I had a dream written about this, but it was so fragmented due to how early in the night it was that I deleted it.)
2. nothing
3. Something about a terrorist takeover downtown
4. Mom bringing me in to a place about a terrorist attack from last year that I don't remember
5. Terrorist takeover(more detailed)
I remember thinking "Yes! 5 dreams recalled in one night!" I got up, walked out of the room then woke up again, this time for real.

Dream - Lucid

I was in my house in the kitchen with someone, I want to say kind of a butch-looking girl. I went to the fridge and opened it to find some wine. I pulled out the bottle, and there was only about a glass left. I said something to the girl about there barely being any left, so I was just going to drink it from the bottle. I pulled the cork and put it to my lips.

Dream skip. Things get interesting here.

Someone, I think this girl I know in waking life named Jane, had lost her parents (not so in waking life) when she was younger. I was watching the scenario of how how she lost her mom. Apparently, she had lost her parents at different points, first her dad, then her mom.

The story was that they were at a beach when she was very young, probably about 6 or 7, and her version of the story was that her mother was killed by being swept out in powerful currents or something. I watched the beach come into view from above. I saw it was a sunny day. The beach was secluded and rocky, and lots of areas formed huge, strong currents between the rocks.

Then, it was like I was playing some weird version of Sim Earth, and I started trying to get rid of the currents by placing waves between the grey rocks where the current got strong. This just pushed the current outwards. I kept trying, and it kept doing the same thing, so I just deleted my wave placements to make it go back to normal.

Then, I was watching the young Jane and her mother, both very beautiful. Her mother seemed like a very, very kind woman. They were standing in very shallow water close to the shore by a huge rock formation at the very left side of the beach. Something happened to where Jane killed her mother, though it was not on purpose, but an accident. She was stabbed through the middle. I saw the wound, and it was bloody, but not too bloody. The present Jane then had this horrible realization that she had killed her mother, after thinking for years it had been the currents.

Then, I was getting out of my parked car on a sunny day at this Catholic church in my town. I was going to meet either Jane or Jake, I'm not quite sure anymore. I think it was Jake. I had to walk somewhere though, so I got out of the car, and started to walk away from the church. I got to the corner of the sidewalk, and to my right, I saw a little ways from me, two HUGE grey dogs. No collars, no leashes. They looked like Great Danes. As bad as I want a Great Dane (I do want one in waking life), I did not want a run-in with these dogs. I turned to my left, and again, a ways away from me were two more gigantic grey dogs.

I started back towards the church, trying to step cautiously as to not startle the dogs. Well, apparently, I wasn't taking enough care in my steps, because first two, then the other two, started to bound towards me. Not out of aggression, but they wanted to greet me. I am very small, even in waking life, compared to Great Danes, but these were even more massive and muscular than their waking life counterparts. I was walking by the parked cars in the parking lot as they started to jump on me excitedly. One bit me on the arm he was so excited, but not hard enough to make me bleed, though I did still feel the pain of the bite.
"Down! Sit! Stay" I started to say forcefully over and over.
They backed off a little, but not much. Then, right as I feel like I was getting to my car (I don't think I was going to leave, but I needed shelter), a Golden Retriever started to join in on the fun.

At some point during all this, I remember calling Jake. He asked if I wanted to meet him somewhere else or something, and I said yes.

I also remember seeing a photograph of Jake as a child, I think it was Jake anyway, in front of a building with some other children. Jake was not smiling. He looked angry and sad. He had lost his parents (it was bleeding in with the Jane story at that point).

I know I'm leaving some things out of here, especially in the part where Jane's mother is killed. But the most vivid part of the dream was the dog part, seeing them and being jumped all over by them. Odd.

I recalled two vague fragments from last night - one about checking my tumblr dashboard, another about browsing reddit.

I also had a fairly vivid dream later. In that dream, I was playing my N64. Instead of being in my bedroom, though, it was set up in the living room. I don’t remember what game it was, but, for some strange reason, it was played with two controllers. While I was playing, a young, blonde-haired boy, perhaps nine or ten years old, came up to me. I asked if he wanted to play, and he said yes.

“Here’s the player one controller, here’s the other controller, and here are the games,” I told him, motioning to the two controllers and then the box of games. “And here’s the microphone if you want to play Hey You, Pikachu!”

Well, he did want to play Hey You, Pikachu! He didn’t play mine, though; he’d brought his own cartridge. It was a limited edition version in which you could also have a Raichu. I thought that was pretty cool. I’d never seen that version before.

For some reason, I got up and went to the kitchen (in my house, it’s connected to the living room; we have a combined living room/kitchen/dining room area). The sink and counter looked like it does in the bathroom, though. I grabbed two pairs of my (most recent) old pairs of glasses and several Triforce earrings. I thought it was odd that I had so many identical earrings when I’d only remembered having one pair (the glasses didn’t strike me as odd, though), so I did a reality check. My favourite is the hand RC, so I glanced down at my hand. Five fingers, normal. Something just looked… different, though (as in, my fingers weren’t quite straight, and they definitely weren’t parallel - there was a huge gap between my middle finger, leaning way to the left, and my ring finger, leaning over to the right). I counted again to make sure. I still had five fingers. I concluded I was, in fact, awake (when I replayed the dream in my mind after waking up, I literally facepalmed when I got to this part).

I picked up the boy’s other, identical limited edition Hey You, Pikachu! cartridge, went back to the living room, and returned the game cartridge to him. He thanked me for returning it - as he didn’t know where it was - and left.