dream fragment

First dream:
I remember having multiple attempts on this, but there was like a grocery store, and two people guarding the door. One of them looked like my oldest brother, and at one point he had a dog, which he constantly abused..It got so bloody, I think it was dead. Things happened of which I do not remember, but I think my goal was to save the dog. It got frozen in a block of ice, I then had to get stuff to thaw it. I went inside to see what looks kinda like frogger or that mushroom game from Work Time Fun, only sideways, and with 2d people. It felt like a game. I know there was more, but I can not remember..

Second dream:
I think this one was much shorter. It was like watching the show wipe-out, if any of you know it. It is an obstacle course, that is not usually difficult, but it had a bunch of bouncy things. So like bouncy vertical monkey bars, trampolines made of mushroom looking things, etc. I think I watched someone do it, but I also had a try.

Woo! Two recalled dreams! They may have been short/fragments, but my recall is getting better.
I am trying to train myself to wake up after every dream, but it is not that easy haha. I recalled both of these dreams after my initial waking up in the morning.

A dream I had this morning (18 August 2012) - much vivid detail.

I was finally on TV. Not sure how it happened, but it was a 6:00 - 6:30 pm segment for children, in which I appeared in the same manner as in a YouTube video discussing the longest words in several languages.

If you message me, I'll send you the link - unless I actually become too famous and you'll know right away.

My Facebook friend, initials DL, was on the program as well. Later, I remember talking to him on Facebook about how he saw me on the program, too!

Cut. Something about a beer store.

How did they get my video, anyway? This other kid was one year younger than me, but this appeared to be some kind of educational program, as the credits rolled in, displaying our names, and that of one other teletubby-like creature.

It gave out the following messages...

MY NAME: GROW UDD
HIS NAME: GROW OLD

This was strange for several reasons. First, they spelled out a nonexistent word: udd. Perhaps they meant "odd"? They couldn't have meant the same word for both of us, considering D and L are on opposite sides of the keyboard, I thought.

Wait a minute. Does this mean they wanted me to die young?

Or perhaps, die young as late as possible?

I bent down and ate my soup. I thought about that valedictorian speech that I had long prepared, but never got to speak in front of an audience.

Sometime later, I go to bed. The same teletubby-like creatures that hosted the show were now anthropomorphic talking animals that sat on the right of a ledge and bookshelf in the corner of my room. They were discussing a most unusual subject as I proceded to sleep.

They were talking about what happens when somebody's testicles get twisted and "suffocate".

"So, a new female is created?!"

Somewhere in the voices was a hint of judgement and contempt. I thought that if I discussed a so-called 'nutshot fetish' I had with the producers of the show, they'd be upset. They were part of Family Studios, which was a spin-off affiliate program of a North American charity very similar to Focus on the Family. Both programs were very pro-life, conservative, and anti-LGBT rights.

As I was thinking about, or perhaps actually did, write about my experience on a somewhat-gay Facebook forum, the transwoman wrote back something neither demeaning nor incredibly strange. However, my instant thought or response was, "you broke me", an attribute that I couldn't have thought possible for a transsexual person, whoever he/she was.

Later, I was watching the news, or maybe being part of it. A huge storm had stirred up sand storms and haboobs in Texas, A facade of a cattle ranch being "roughed up" appeared. On the news, they said the ex-storm (or ex-low, or something like ex-nor-easter) had made its way to Japan.

This had never happened before, but this year, this was the third time. I thought, how could a storm track that way, if it was moving the "opposite" to a regular storm?

Most storms would track from Japan eastward toward Oregon, then sink south toward Texas. If this storm was heading the other way, it must be over the Arctic.

Perhaps it was 2012. Or maybe the physical year didn't exist, as the dream state was on a floating timeline.

The news then reported that, after recently 100 young boys had suddenly gone missing in Texas, most of them were found alive. The families, and the communities, were praying for the safe return of the rest.

The next segment featured a part about the abortion controversy. It showed a woman with brown tape over her stomach area, the commentor saying, "the crosses heal the wounds of young women who were photographed having an abortion in the woods".

Previously, there was a case where a pro-life activist photographed the aborted fetus of a woman who had aborted her child secretly in the woods. This time, women all over the country who were not pregnant were wearing this brown tape. Any time a photographer passed over, they were instructed to openly state they were not pregnant, and question what the hell the photographer was doing there.

And they did. The photographers were apprehended by police and security, and taken away.

As both a Liberal Christian and a Christian Liberal who was often pro-life but in major cases also pro-choice, I was torn about this segment. First, I thought, "were these crosses false prophets"?

My mind then wandered over to a kitchen when I was five years old, but that was a facade again. I thought about pro-life protesters in the streets, and what was to become of them.

I remembered a certain video on Godvine about how anti-abortion protesters convinced a mother not to abort her baby. Would these now be a thing of the past? Would pro-choice people now try to convince teen pregnancies to abort rather than say, seek adoption?

I asked somebody, "would there still be anti-abortion protests? Or are those protected indefinitely under the constitution?"

On the pro-choice side, why were these photographers mobilizing in the first place? Perhaps they were agents of a new Romney-Ryan administration that opposed planned parenthood?

I personally supported the rights of the women who were violated. What about people who needed an abortion to save the life of the mother and then were violated as they were filmed, filed and reported?

Browsing through my Twitter, I saw that Pastor Terry Jones was following me. I doubted whether I should follow back, as this was apparently the pastor who had led the Qu'ran burning controversy at the Dove World Outreach Center in Florida.

I wake up at 4:43 am. Proceding to write these down now, and after another half hour I fall asleep again.

I remember nothing about what happened.

Sleeping again from about 8:15 - 9:15 am.

Only remember the ending this time. George Shrinks was on a mission somewhere, and saved a girl on the sub-11th floor of a basement. Flying in his Zoopercar, he stages a show.

His mom is holding a secret egg. However, she wears it on a fake turban-like mummified head gear, which George then unravels and pulls out the egg.

The contents turn out to be a prize. Apparently, a group was awarding us more than $8.26 million for defending gay rights.

O...K...then.

Dream - Lucid

I was with Jake when I spotted a small gumball machine, one of the globular ones with the glass sphere containing the gumballs. I can't remember if I put money in the machine or not, but I twisted the silver knob, and I heard a couple of small gumballs come out and hit the small flap you have to open to get them.

Looking again at the gumball machine, I noticed that the gumballs went down into this long metal tube with the flap being at the end of the tube. I picked up the machine (it was small enough to sit on a table top) and tilted it forward so the gumballs would come out into my hand. I though I was only getting two, and at first I only got a couple to spill out into my open hand, but then a bunch came out really fast, and I ended up with about ten in my hand. They were all different colors; I remember towards the end a couple of purple ones coming out. This was way more than what I thought I was getting. I wanted to give some away, maybe Jake would take some. I just wanted two.

Only got about 3 hours of sleep last night so no real dreams to speak of. However I did wake up to my daughter crying thinking I was in my friend J's house and was pretty disoriented for a moment. Pretty sure that was due to thinking about wanting to hang out with him soon. Just writing in an effort to correct my recall.

I had gone to sleep early because I had nothing to do, but because my father woke me up, can't remember much.
I was somewhere with classmates (I think this but I don't remember them in person).
I was drinking a vodka, but they warned me because this special vodka would have so much alcohol inside that, in fact, a mouthful of this would make me drunk.

I just have notes and fragments today. My dream life isn't what it used to be, I totally blame stress and crap in my waking life.

Dream One(Fragment): I see some old friends from college C and M. They are telling me that I can borrow a telescope from their old high school and use it to watch the stars. My husband wants to do this, but I don't want to be responsible for it and I feel like he doesn't have the right since we're splitting up anyways and they're my friends not his.

Dream Two(Fragment): I am in a strange neighborhood talking to my husband in a driveway. I see a truck pull up and it's some friend of my husbands. I leave on a bicycle to deliver cupcakes I've baked for my cousin. I get lost and can't figure out how to get to her so I call and tell her I baked her Chocolate cupcakes and need directions to her house.

Dream Three(Fragment): I am wandering around with my friend J and an old Frienemy B. I start to follow J when he walks away, but then I decide not to. Either he doesn't want me following him or I feel like maybe I shouldn't, I don't remember which. So I turn around and go back to a big tree in the middle of a yard. B is climbing on the tree, and wonder how he's managing it since he's so heavy and doesn't seem athletic at all. urns out the tree has built in hand holds so it's not the great feat it appears to be. I start climbing it myself and J comes back and asks us what we're doing. I reply that we're climbing the tree and he should join us. Then my grandma shows up and tells me I have to go home. I apologize to the guys and grudgingly go home planning to come back later and not tell her where I'm going.

Dream Four(Fragment): I'm standing outside a tent. I go inside and it's got all these different rooms inside. There's even a bathroom inside that I can hear a shower running in. I quickly duck back out into the living room" of the tent and my bff calls. She's talking about the tent belonging to J, and then I am telling her she shouldn't have set it up until he was around. She's so sure that everything is ok having it set up early, but I tell her heard someone in the shower. Turns out a friend of mine D was in the shower and he comes out and complains that he heard someone in the tent while he was shower and wants to know ho saw him naked. I promise no one saw him naked and then go inside the tent just to find it completely flooded. Ambies is freaking out and I'm telling her I told her not to pitch it and she should have listened to me, but all she wants if for me to tell her what to do so that J isn't ma at her. I insist that I already did, don't pitch the tent, and she didn't listen to me then and it's nothing I can fix now.

1. I was in the car, sitting in the back seat. I was trying to sleep because I was tired. I checked the time, saw that it was five-something in the morning, and briefly wondered why I was up so early. I remember passing a university at some point.

2. I was playing The Legend of Zelda: Spirit Tracks. As with most of my video game dreams, all I could see was what was on the screen. However, I almost always find myself playing console games; Spirit Tracks, on the other hand, is for the DS and is almost exclusively touch-controlled. Interestingly, I knew I was touching the screen with the stylus, though I couldn't actually see my hand or the stylus.

Anyway, I was in the Forest Realm, in the part where the tracks go just about everywhere and there are usually Dark Trains around. The Dark Trains, however, were faster than they normally are, and the arrow showing which way they would go wouldn't appear until they were just about to turn, so predicting where they would go was much harder. Oh, and they could take shortcuts that only Dark Trains could take. Basically, they were ridiculously difficult to avoid.

After getting hit twice by Dark Trains (if you haven't played Spirit Tracks, you get a game over whenever one hits you) - and nearly getting hit a third time - I got frustrated and fed up with them. It turned out I had my Action Replay in my DS, so I pressed Start, which paused the game and brought up a set of options. One of the options was labelled "Star Wars Shouting Power". I had no idea what that meant, but I ignored it and selected to bring up the list of cheat codes. I turned on the code to get rid of the Dark Trains and resumed playing.

Gravity Ball
I'm outside in a classy city setting that strongly reminds me of Gravity Rush's Hekseville. It's late afternoon. My parents are here celebrating their birthdays/anniversary? I try to jump into the air but am disappointed that I can't gravity shift like Kat. I have a small purple ball (looks like a gem from GR) that, if I leave it alone on a surface, will start bouncing all by itself. I throw this in front of me, thinking that *somebody* (who?) will see me with this and change their mind about me not liking fun things. (Odd sentiment that I don't really remember.) The ball bounces away from me and disappears over a ridge - it's the bed, it's actually disappeared under the bed. I'm mostly awake at this point. I nimbly (lol) leap out of bed, again thinking how impressed the mysterious third party must be, and feel around under the bed for the ball. No dice. I figure that since the ball attaches itself to surfaces I'd probably be able to feel it bouncing if it attached to a sheet or something, but I don't feel anything.

Job Application/Vampires and Guns
Outside Newbury Comics, talking to a girl. Originally I was with A. but apparently went off by myself. I go inside the store and start a conversation with the manager; she's pretty friendly and we hit it off. Eventually she says, "You worked at Absolute, right? Ever thought about working here?" (I have a false memory of Absolute being some sort of music-related business.) I say yes, I've always wanted to work at a place like this. She gives me three numbers to call, and after I write them all down she says that if I'm calling to apply for the job, I should only call the third number. I turn to leave and say, "Thank you very much, I'll be in touch!" and she just responds with a disinterested "Yeah," which is a little surprising.

Outside in the parking lot, 2 groups of people are playing some kind of vampire card game against each other. One card I remember is "Solane," a short, pixie-like vampire dressed in a naughty nurse kind of outfit. She is sitting waist deep in a sea of blood and drinking it with a straw. The card strikes me as extremely scandalous, even though the artwork itself (subject matter aside) is tastefully drawn. Anyway, I want to leave but can't while the game is going on, so either I get a card of my own that has a gun or I get an actual gun and point it at the leader, a girl with long blond hair. Her underling (a very big guy but otherwise nondescript) points his own gun at me, yet I feel like I have the advantage.

Fragment
Climbing a snowy mountain i just recently came down from, together with a traveling party that reminds me of Lord of the Rings. I get the sense we're going the wrong way by going up the mountain, yet it's something we have to do for some reason.

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

I won a shitload of money (1000's) playing craps. My brother was playing next to me. The last point was 4 and I recall winning at least 5 points in a row with max odds at the end. The guy would roll off in some corner then yell the results to us. There was a black woman at the table fighting people over whose chips belonged to who. I put up a divider between us.

Dream 2:

I am in a large classroom that resembled a rocky cave. I help a new girl to her seat then I sit down behind her. Not sure what we are learning.

It all began while I was in the living room of my parents home. Things looked fairly familiar and normal, only their behaviour was off. They told me that I needed to sit down because they had something important to tell me. I was more wrapped up in figuring out why things seemed odd in the upstairs, there was a blanket hanging on the wall that was never there before, and our kitchen appliances were mixed around, though they were the same models. My parents kept telling me they had to tell me something important, but I went outside on the back porch. I noticed our small pond (that is usually there) had been expanded to the whole width of the backyard, it looked fresh and I noticed one of our neighbors who does our landscaping exiting the backyard through the fence carrying a shovel. I realized that though my backyard was the same, the differences were outstanding. Coupled with the living room observations and the kitchen, it occurred to me I must have slipped into a parallel dimension. Logically it made sense, everything being similar but slightly skewed fits right into my personal beliefs of parallel dimensions. I was back in my living room, my parents told me to sit down, I sat and told them I already figured it out, they told me I wasn't supposed to be there. I asked them if this was a different dimension and they both nodded. It occurred to me that if they were here, then 'I' must be here as well.
I suddenly started hearing loud metal music coming from the basement, I ventured down the stairs with wonder if I would see myself. As I turned the corner I saw 3 guys, one with his back to me who was built curling a barbell, one spotting him, and another sitting on a weight bench just talking to the other two. The spotter saw me first, throwing him off his spot as the lifter slipped one hand and the barbell clanked down by my feet. He turned around and I saw him. Me. I saw me, looking him straight in the eyes, he looked exactly like me, with 30 more pounds of muscle. I was stunned. His friends were somewhat speechless as well. We spoke, but I lost the words, I must have told him I was from somewhere else far away yet very close to here. I began to speak of dimensions and I could tell it was over his head, he didn't have thought for metaphysics or theology, 'Great' I thought 'My other self is a meathead'
As I went back outside I was greeted by a woman with short spiky hair with several facial piercings. She was familiar and I knew immediately she knew who I was and where I was from, she told me to come with her. I sat in the backseat of some vehicle while I watched my other self walking to another vehicle 50 feet in front of us or so. I commented to the person I was sitting next that this was too real, looking at my hands and all the details of the inner car I thought to myself it was too real to be a dream. I told the one next to me that I lucid dream all the time, and that if this was a lucid dream I would be able to control things. So I looked away from my other self who was wearing a blue shirt and I spoke, he is wearing a PURPLE shirt. When I looked back his shirt was purple. Oh, well that settles it I guess I am dreaming, yet I continued down the dreamplot to see where my venture would take me. It was explained to me that this realm was governed differently than my own. What we consider to be mythic lore and magic are their science and sentient species.
Several jumps and skips, I am shown a catacomb-like city with odd transports which float on air. And many different beings. The evil queen discovers that I am in their realm and must be hunted down. She sends elementals after me/us. My spiky-haired guide has been with me all along though most details escape me. I do remember a being made of brick, only able to travel through the brick walls which are rooted all through the city. His form only manifests where he chooses to step out of the brick, but his travel is still heard through the walls. One of the elementals is on our side as he tells me of their powers and limitations. My last memory from the dream is of the queen who looks surprisingly like Maleficent mixed with an elf. I am awaken by my phone ringing.

Dv Chat is still influencing me. I wish I could remember all of this dream but only this fragment remains.
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I recall having a brief DV chat with Artelis, though in thedream the name was confused with the spellings of Artulis, Asensual andAdwellis. I can tell why I was confusing the names and I realize that I need tospend a little less time on DV chat.
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And that’s all I recall from that dream fragment.
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Dream Frag.
My cousin Jessica was taking me to work and I gave her gas money which I placed on top of her cell phone.

I was in a blue car which I destroyed by scraping it up all over and ruining the paint.

Dream - Lucid

I was talking with some other girl. I'm pretty sure we were outside. She reminded me of a girl I know in waking life named Raechel. I said to her
"I need new stretchy pants," referring to the old, worn out black yoga pants I was wearing. They were a pair that I actually do own in waking life. She looked at me funny and started to walking. I then continued as I trailed behind her
"You know, like sweatpants!" I noticed she was wearing black yoga/sweatpants too, as well as a dark-colored top.

Again, I know there was more here. I even woke up in the middle of the night, making a mental note of a dream event, and of course, I forgot it this morning. I know I dreamed this morning too, I can even still feel lingering emotions from the dream, but for the life of me, I can't remember it.

1. I was in the car. I did the hand reality check. Even though I always count in my head, I counted out loud this time. I counted five, but then I noticed I suddenly had another finger on the end. I turned my hand a bit, and I saw another one appear. I made, two or three more fingers (total) appear this way and concluded I was dreaming. I don't remember anything after (or before) that, though.

2. I was in a restaurant. I don't actually remember anything that happened, though.

Crappy recall night, just fragments:

- Something about "the boundaries of the dream world" (meaning an alternate dimension within my dreams) into which I can follow DCs after they fall unconscious?? (I have NO recollection of this dream at all, I am just going by my notes.)

- Jack and the Beanstalk and the trampoline doctor (again, no recollection)

- Looking at provocative artwork on my computer, then suddenly realizing I'm actually at work