dream fragment

So I dreamt that the whole world was ending I don't know what kind of apocalypse though, lucky for me I was safe in a helicopter, I then saw all of my friends in a ship so I went to help them but as I went to help them the ship exploded taking my helicopter with it!

Yesterday

Dream Fragment - This one was technically more than a fragment as it was fully developed, I just don't really remember much about it now, so I can't fill in the details for my notes. "I go to a book/department store-based event, like A-Kon or something, with old [my senior high school] people at it. Walking around, not giving a fuck what people think. Yeah, look at the food."

Childhood Memories? [DILD]

I was driving my old jeep and my old friend JRE and I parked it somewhere deep in a forest. After we got out, we walked to where there was some bus stop and got on the bus, which then took us to some downtown area. Though I'm pretty sure I experienced all or most of our downtown adventure, I know there were tons of people that I potentially know. All I really remember of it now was wandering around a parking lot with JRE, and he was getting annoyed at me for acting childish (in a playful way), or something like that. Eventually we end up getting back on the bus, and initially JRE sits far away from me but he eventually moves up to where I am. The bus is traveling through the forest, and somehow it turns into the legs of an AT-ST (the two-legged robot walkers from Star Wars) with a tiny couch seat on top, where JRE and I are sitting. Of course, this all seems perfectly normal at the time. I was just admiring how vivid all of the forest surroundings were, and I had the sudden sense that JRE and I might be having a shared dream. Oh snap, this is a dream! I looked over at JRE and started doubting whether or not this was really shared, and I decided to slap him on the back to see just how stable he was. As I did he exploded into sand, and my hand continued to move straight through where he had been sitting. As the AT-ST legs took me back to where the Jeep was, I had the strangest sense that this dream was connecting me to my childhood memories, though it's hard to explain the sensation now. As I was approaching the Jeep, I looked down and noticed that I was wearing what appeared to be a transparent white one-piece bathing suit. It did make me happy, though. I got in the car and grabbed the wheel, which was now invisible, as the dream was sort of falling apart around me. I either drove or just phased forward through some kind of "wall" which I can't even describe that was in front of me now, and then everything went black, and soon I woke up.

Today

#1 - The Perfect Lawn [Non-Lucid]

There was a family party going on at my house and my aunt C and cousin S were there at least (and I think probably my uncle N as well), and all I remember is that I was relaxing in my bedroom and I knew that they were spending a lot of time in my parents' bedroom for some reason, and then they walked out and went into the guest bathroom, where my other aunt D suddenly walked down the hall trying to get to and was mad that it was already occupied. I think my mom was with her, too. Somewhere down the line (I think the dream may have skipped forward a bit), I decided to go swimming out back. I also became Jackie (Mila Kunis) from That '70s Show. Donna (Laura Prepon) was also there and I was trying to get her to swim with me, but she didn't want to get in the pool. :T I believe it skipped forward again and we were walking down the street that extends directly outward from my house (we're centered at a three-way intersection), and I was looking around for lawns that had sprinklers covering them with water (sometimes even sprinklers shooting water on to them from the middle of the street ). My aim was to find a yard that was so wet... that the grass and dirt had entered a complete liquidy consistency, so I'd be able to swim in it. ._. I even found one that I thought might be good, and I dipped my toes in it and saw it ripple. I turned around and said something to Donna I believe, but then I woke up.

Dream Fragment - I was hanging out with N and I think R on my back porch, and suddenly we were in the pool and N was talking about how he found some amazing ecstasy tabs recently, claiming he'd taken only a third of one and ended up rolling really hard. I ended these notes with "Me disappoint." Not entirely sure what that's supposed to mean here. >_>

Dream Fragment - I was with NS, this guy I knew through my entire public schooling career but then never saw again after we graduated, and we were walking around at some kind of Star Wars convention... or something....

#2 - An Old Goal Completed By Chance [MILD]

I was lying on my bed with my old friend D, and for some reason we were lying extremely close to each other, with our faces almost touching (but it wasn't supposed to mean anything, it was just taken as totally normal at the time ). Though I'm not sure if there even was much dream content before this, I had an underlying knowledge that we were in a Heroes-like world. Derek had the power of cryokinesis (ice generation/freezing) and I had the totally broken ability of absorbing the powers of anyone around me. Since we just happened to be right there next to each other, I grabbed his cryokinesis for myself. I suddenly had the knowledge of how to use it and everything. The dream skipped forward to he and I standing at an intersection, like actually in the lanes where the cars would be, waiting for the lights to turn so we could keep walking. I was in the left-hand turning lane, and D was arguing with me about something, though I can't remember what it was now. I was getting fed up with him, and when the light turned I flew off into the air and turned left down the road. Realizing that I was flying was enough to make me become lucid, and I knew immediately what I had to do. I thrust my arm out at a nearby plant while flying by and made the same kind of psychic-power-hand-gesture pose I make while using telekinesis, and the plant instantly froze over. It works!!!! Now I'll know how to do this from now on! I decided to freeze a car too, and it worked, but then it almost immediately just turned into a different white car and kept trying to drive slowly. Clearly the skill needs some work, but it's good to know that I can at least use it now. I wanted to try to freeze a human, so I looked for a DC and noticed a girl walking on the sidewalk not too far ahead of me. I pounced on her, expecting it to be playful... but apparently I put a bit more force into it than I meant to, because it killed her. O_O I was disappointed for a second, but then thought I'd give something else a try... and with one more psychic hand gesture, she came back to life! That's two new abilities! I ended up rolling around on the ground with her trying to get her into focus because my vision was fading away and I was having a tough time saving it, and finally I was able to freeze her, but I only heard it because my vision had already faded to black. Oh well, there's always next time! Shortly afterward, I woke up.

Dream Fragment - I was with D again and we had ordered pizza at his house (which wasn't really his house), but we were having them deliver it to my house so that we could drive over there to get it. We got here and ended up working on some homework on my dad's computer for some reason, but the pizza never arrived. I kept staring out the window for it, but only some girls I vaguely knew in middle and high school drove up but never got out of their car. I wanted that pizza. :C

Dream Fragment - My mom was asking me if the ball at the end of my poi was actually just a gigantic Skittle.

i had a very long dream but dont really remember the whole thing. At one point i was standing on a dock and there was a woman who was from fance or something like that who was shouting insults at me from the balcony of the crew ship. i kept trying to find a way onto to boat but could not. We were in alaska and i laughed when the departed from the dock and the woman shouted "bye bye San Fransisco!" Then the boat was not driven but sucked out into see and i watched as a whirpool funnel vortex sucked the ship underwater and fliipped the thing on itside pouring out tons of people. I thought the woman had gotten what she deserved.
I also recall being in some sort of chucked cheese place but it was like boot camp style and there was a rope hanging down that i climbed up to get into the little cylinder bubble thing. it was really weird.

Date: 11/07/2012
Place: My bed
Time of getting into bed: 22.22pm
Hot bath before bed

Waking thoughts in black
Non lucid dreams in blue
Lucid dreams in red

I was pretty tired before bed, I was up early for a meeting the day before and didn't nap in the day. Then before bed I had a hot bath and went straight from there to my bed. This was THE BEST nights sleep I've had in a long time, no problems with the bf snoring, or me being too hot, or whatever. I woke up and slept in till 11.30, and still could have slept more I was so comfortable and tired. I was very surprised just at the amount of dreams I had.

Dream 1 - 2.48am
I am dreaming about being lucid, and joining a lucid dreaming group on facebook. I keep chatting about how good lucid dreaming is.

Dream 2 - 3.33am
I am sleeping over at my Aunt's house, with my bf, my sister, and my mum. The Aunt/Uncle in the dream does not exist in RL. My mum is awake and partying with my Aunt and Uncle, while we try to sleep. We all have separate beds. I am trying to WILD, but my Uncle comes into the room. I really don't like him and feel uncomfortable. He leans over my bed and tells me in a nasty way, to stop WILDing. He then shouts at us, telling us to turn the TV off, and leaves, he has a pitbull type dog that follows him around and it is known to be aggressive and bite. My sister talks to me for some time, then I try to WILD again, this time I have my phone, and notepad and pen in bed with me. I also have a metal chest at my feet. I can hear the adults getting drunk and rowdy downstairs, and distinctly hear my mum laughing. My bf wants to pet my Uncle's dog, but I tell him he will bite, my bf tells me the dog was bought from my brother for £20. so how can he bite? The dream skips to us (my bf, me and sister) sitting on the stairs playing with sane, we are making rude shapes in the sand. The adults come home (I don't know where they've been, but it's late and they're all drunk.) they think it's funny to kick over the shapes I make in the sand, but I'm glad they don't tell me off for making rude shapes. They go to bed and there is a trail of sand behind them, so I know they've been on the beach.

Dream 3
In this dream, I am wheelchair bound. I control the wheelchair via an electronic graphics tabletI use a graphics tablet a lot during the day.I am in a large shopping centre, and the shops are closing for the night, there is one particular shop which a woman runs. This shop has big glass fronted doors, and resembles a dentist's room inside. It is quite modern and has a computer on a desk with lots of drawers filled with medical items. The woman is in her 30's, blonde, quite attractive but very bad temper and not a nice person. She particularly hates me, but she has reason to, as I am trying to break into her shop when she leaves. I use my mobile phone to hack the security system, and get into he shop. This takes a few attempts but once I'm in, I rifle through the drawers to find some lucid dreaming pills. I already have some in my pocket, but they are so good I want more! I finally find some, and they are like sprinkles that you sprinkle on ice cream. They are dark red. I steal them. She sees me leaving and walks after me, but I hide them in my waistband. She never finds them.

Dream 4
Me and my bf are sat in a field, near a small, low brick wall. We are sat on plastic chairs and it is sunny. There are several people walking round, so this could be a park, or a fayre or something. We are enjoying ourselves and just chilling, maybe we have beer? A nearby news reporter walks over to me. She is wearing a revealing red dress, which is pretty skin-tight. She is also wearing bright red lipstick. She has long dark hair and big eyes, very attractive but her face says she is bored and in a bad mood. She is holding a microphone. She asks me if I know anything about 'currant affairs.' I tell her that I am currant affairs, and laugh. Really I do not want to be interviewed. She doesn't smile in the slightest, but says 'Actually.,' in a very pissed-off voice, 'I was asking you what you know about AFFAIRS.' I then say, 'if a man has lipstick on his collar, then he's having an affair. That's all I know. My bf and I crack up at this, roaring with laughter, but she just stands there looking annoyed. Our friends join us, D and K. They are a gay couple, and we all kiss hi, etc. They are very flamboyant and camp, just as in real life. K quickly dashes off as he has to leave, and I tell the reporter that these guys would know nothing about lipstick on their collars, so don't bother asking. Again, we find this funny and laugh, but the reporter is interested in interviewing D. She asks him if he can answer some questions, and he is keen to (he likes the sound of his own voice) they ask me to leave my chair so D can sit down, and I do. I sit on the low wall nearby. Suddenly a crowd of passers by gather to watch the interview. I am suddenly wearing red, or at least I suddenly notice, and D is wearing a red shirt. There is a young guy sat near me, very close but I don't mind. However he puts his arm around my shoulders, and my bf glares at him. He is with some other young people, so I don't take him seriously, however he states that he's never met a gay before. He then says gay men are like horses, to which everyone laughs at him and asks him what the hell he is talking about, including me. I try to leave, but the guy grabs my arm and won't let go, he tells me he's never kissed a guy, but wants to try it. I know he is too young and tell him no. My bf looks very annoyed now and wants to leave. The situation is forgotten when there is a crash, and a woman who had been sittin on the back of a chair, has fallen off. She is lying on the floor, and her legs are all bent and broken. She is in a lot of pain and can't move. I try to help her up, but D tells me off, saying she could have hurt her spine and I shouldn't move her. He strokes her face and tells her everything will be ok. She has light blonde hair and is a little chubby. She starts to cry.

Dream 5
I am sat in my old childhood garden, on the grass. There are people around, most of whom I don't know. An old comedian nearby, complains that no one laughs at his jokes anymore. I tell him he needs new material, stuff to appeal to the new generation. He thinks this is ridiculous and the new generation have no sense of humour. I actually say; 'You need to change some of the veg in your picalilly.'For those who don't know, google picalilly. It's a type of food, I use it sometimes on sandwiches. It's amazing. It has chunks of pickled veg in it.Eventually we figure out some jokes for him. I teach him how to get a potato, and cut a hole in it, then insert a carrot, and it makes sex.What the fuck?!We paint some of the grass white, so he can use it as a base for his vegetable sex. Nearby, my Aunt is drunk and falls asleep on the grass. She wakes up, thinking she slept all night and it is the next day, I don't tell her she's only been asleep for 5 minutes. Next, there is some commotion as a nearby young couple are losing their virginity in from of a big crowd. I find it boring and a little disgusting, but everyone else is loving it. He is really going for it, banging her hard, so that he knocks some items over nearby. When they finish, the crowd clap and celebrate.

Dream 6
I think there was more to the beginning of this dream. I do remember I was collecting the tickets for a reason, I think someone asked me to prove if I knew my friends or something? Anyway.
I am running around a school-like building, collecting tickets that vary is size / shape / content. They all feature a friend's name on them, and a date and event that my friends are attending. I only remember one of them was a friend R R isn't really a friend, more of an acquaintance, and I've seen him 2 times in about 5 years.The ticket said R was going to watch a bike show in Sheffield at this certain date. While looking for more tickets, I see my friend S's young son. In RL he is 2, in the dream he was 6ish?He is in a playful mood and runs from me, I play along, running after him pretending to be a monster. He is wearing a thomas the tank engine onesie. I chase him into a room, where his dad, S is sat with his parents watching telly. I feel a bit intrusive and leave, but the child runs out again, begging me to chase him! So I do, it's kind of fun, and I hide behind a door in a room filled with children's toys, so that when he enters the room he doesn't see me. I then jump out to scare him, and he screams with delight, laughing so much he falls over and I catch him. I carry him back to his dad, who is still watching telly in silence. His son then starts saying 'Giggidy,' and moving his head like Quagmire. google Quagmire and giggedy. It's a stupid thing from the TV show Family Guy. I laugh, but S suddenly gets angry at shouts at him to stop, he then starts shouting at his dad in the room, saying it's his fault the child learnt to do that. They argue and I leave.

Dream 7
Again, I have a vague memory of more to the beginning of this dream, but alas, I didn't write it down in time and forgot.
I am back in my old childhood bedroom, with my sister. My sister is a young girl again, not sure about myself though. We are sat on a windowsill, watching the pitch black outside and talking. Suddenly, a squirrel hits the window and scares us, is scrabbles around a bit, and we are unsure of what is happening, but then we see it is being chased. Suddenly, a tabby cat hits the window, it's eyes are wild as it chases the squirrel. For a moment, I think 'hang on, how did they get up so high? They are...flying?' but I lose that train of thought as the squirrel disappears and the cat starts following my hand inside the window. I tease it a bit, and it goes crazy, scrabbling at the glass to get my fingers. I suddenly notice my sister is on the outside of the window, she must have climbed out when I wasn't looking!! SHe sits on the sill, in her nightdress, and the cat gently sits on her lap. I start to think 'Oh no, what if she falls off!? I must get her inside!' then BOOM. I'm lucid. I realise she can't hurt herself in a dream, so she's ok sat there. I watch the scene and she strokes the cat, and it rubs against her, purring and calm. It's only a kitten now, and not so scary and wild. I wake up.

Dream 8
I am babysitting my nephews. They begin to fight over a toy. The older one has the toy and won't share. I tell him that if he lets his brother hold the toy for a few minutes, he'll be happy then he can take it back. He does this and it works, they both play happily.

Dream 9
This was a longer dream but I only remember this bit.
I am helping my mum unpack the shopping, and put it away in her house. I open the fridge, and start taking out food to make room for the shopping, as I am doing this, my mum is putting food inside, so essentially we are just being pointless. Eventually I realise, and give up, letting my mum fill the fridge how she likes.

Dream 10
My friend L has been out drinking with another friend. They get back and we are sharing the same hotel room. I notice her friend is heavily pregnant, and very drunk. I am concerned for the baby, but they don't seem bothered. I try to discuss the bad points, but the pregnant girl is so drunk she passes out. I talk to my friend about it, and even though she is drunk and seems not to care, she tells me I am right, but what am I gonna do?

Dream 11
I am in the bathI did get a hot bath before bed.I am in the bath at my mums old house, where I grew up until I was 10. I'm on my laptop in the bath, and get distracted, when I turn back I've dropped the laptop in the water. Shit! I panic and pull it out, then I turn it upside down and try to dry it out, it still works but now all the programs are really old, like the first ever Windows. And really bad graphics etc. I'm just glad I didn't lose my work.

Dream 12
I am in a train station, in a queue. When I get to the front, I ask for tickets to a certain place, for a certain date, but I keep getting confused. The man behind the counter is not very helpful. A woman stands behind him, and she is pretty stern, she keeps looking at me and making me nervous. I stammer a bit, then realise I said the wrong dates and change them around. 16th of August is what I wrote, it is a 5 day trip to Birmingham, UK. I am buying 2 tickets, one for me and one for my bf. I ask them questions but they don't help me. I try to get money out to pay, and scrabble around in my jean back pocket which is full of crap. I hand over a pot of hummusWhat the hell!? But I do love hummus They get angry, and the woman says I cannot pay with Hummus. It's a genuine mistake, but now there's a big queue behind me and I get embarrassed. I take the hummus back, and pull out the contents of my pocket, which includes lots of bits of paper, string, buttons and receipts. I find my card and pay. I'm super embarrassed. Now they kick me out of the queue, and I fight to get back to the window, I make it but they shut the window on me. I open the window, they try to stop me but I squeeze my way in and shout at them. They tell me my tickets have been printed, and are waiting in the machine behind me to be collected, I turn around, and there they are. I feel stupid for shouting and go and get my tickets while everyone watches me.

The next dream, I'm going to write as the same dream as above. However I thought it could be another dream with the same characters, but I'm not sure cos I didn't clearly state in my DJ weather it was anew dream or not.

am at the pub with friends and my bf. We are at the bar, it is a wetherspoons type pub, with wooden bars, kind of busy. The staff are the people who served me at the train station in the previous dream. We order drinks, and I'm left to pay while the others walk off to find some seats. I pay, and grab the drinks ( 3 x cokes and one beer) but the lady tells me off, because one of the cokes is not mine. I get annoyed, why did they put it in front of me then? How was I supposed to know? I pick it p anyway and take it, but they start shouting saying I haven't paid for it, and I need to put it back. I throw the drink at the man's feet in rage, and walk off to find the others. I hope to myself that they don't kick me out. I find the others sat on a circular table outside and join them. Soon, someone comes up to me and congratulates me on showing the barman who was boss. I smile and say thanks. Then another person does the same, and another, my friends don't know what they are talking about. I feel a little embarrassed but also kind of cool at the same time. Then someone tells me the barmaid is telling people she threw a tea towel at me after I threw the drink, I laugh and say this isn't true, but I'm glad she's pissed off.

Dream 13
I am walking in the pitch black at night, it is raining. I walk past a very nice yellow and black sports car with cream leather interior. I note that it's getting wet, because it's raining Dur, really? lol, I actually think this is my ADA passing through to my dreams.

Dream 14
I am talking to a foreign guy (swedish / polish / lithuanian?) about the film JAWS. I tell him it was a great film, and explain the concept to him. In my dream, the concept is pretty accurate, except I say the water was full of rusty junk metal. He claims that in his country, the film is totally different, and although there is a shark in it, it is not the same film.

Dream 15
I am lying on a bed, with my bf. He is sat over me, this is a very sexual dream. I'll not go into detail as it's explicit - but I will say it's very erotic and vivid. I wake up really horny.

Dream 16
I am part of a zombie fighting team. The team consists of people I have never met, one I remember as having an unshaved face, a big scruffy. We drive a van similar to the A team van everyone has to know this, google it.We are pretty good at what we do.I made the mistake after waking of only writing the main bits of the dream, and as a result when I fully woke, I couldn't remember all the details. I'm annoyed with myself yet again for doing this.After fighting some zombies, we celebrate with beer. One of the guys opens his beer near my face, splashing me with froth, it's funny, so I do it back. He then tips his beer all over my head, and my hair get's soaked in beer. I'm pretty pissed.I love my hair, I take pride in it, and whenever anyone touches it I usually get annoyed in RL. I storm out the room in a strop, and down the street, intent on quitting our zombie fighting team. I look around for a way home, but realise I'm stranded here. I wring my hair out, and the street is full of bustling people. Someone passes by in a rucksack, and looking like a hippy. I recognise him from my little school This guy was from my 'First school' 4 yrs to 12 yrs. I haven't seen him since then - 13 years ago.I ask him what he's been up to since I last saw him, and he says he's been on drugs for a few years, living in a hippy commune and just got back. He walks of in a hurry, waving as he goes. Then the van turns up and the zombie team ask me to get in, apologizing for pouring beer in my hair. I'm still pissed, but have nowhere else to go so I get in, and forgive them.

I woke up, feeling like I'd had the best night sleep in a long, long time. I didn't want to get up.

I can recall four creams from last night! You know, it's weird; my dream recall's been lower than average lately, and it's suddenly shot way up!

I made notes on my iPod about the first dream, saved at 3:48 AM. The notes go as follows:

Neopets
washing hair
scanning, expired

Okay, so I had a dream that I could dress my Neopets up. I had different costumes for them. there was a hippie costume and a prisoner costume. There were more, but I can't remember what they were.

Later - still in the same dream, apparently - I had this thing for scanning barcodes to send a copy of the item onto some website I liked (Neopets, I assume). (I forgot to write this next part down in my regular dream journal (which I'm copying this from), but I tried to scan something - a ketchup bottle, I think - and it told me that that barcode had expired in 2008.)

I'm not sure how "washing hair" is relevant. Oh well. I should've added a little context there, I suppose.

I'm kinda tempted to skip over the second dream because I can hardly remember it and the notes aren't much help. I shouldn't, but... writing three dreams is enough, right?

(I need to explain a couple terms before this next one. A poomsae is a solo technique that has to be memorized and demonstrated at testing. It doesn't really serve much practical purpose aside from practicing good form. It's a bit hard to explain what it looks like, but, for those of you who have watched Avatar: The Last Airbender, it looks kinda like bending, just without the control over the elements, obviously. One-step sparring is a defensive technique; contrary to the name, one-step sparring is not at all like free sparring.)

Okay, on to the third! I was at belt testing (taekwondo). I was surprised it was so soon (it's scheduled for next month IRL). Oh, and my friend Autumn was there for some reason - yes, as a student. Anyway, since testing was so soon, I wasn't prepared for it, as I didn't know my poomsae yet (actually, I do know it in real life, but I was supposed to know a different one in the dream). Luckily, we were given some time to practice first, so I tried to learn it by watching the other orange belt students.

I managed to learn the first three steps in time - step forward and down block (left), step forward and body punch (right), turn around and down block (right).

Soon, it was class time (I'm not sure what happened to testing; perhaps they just forgot about it). However, instead of Master Lim, one of the testing judges was the instructor. I wondered why she was teaching the class, but then I remembered it was Wednesday, which seemed like a reasonable answer at the time.

I decided not to join that class, so I left. Just outside, one of the adult students decided to test me on my one-step sparring. I demonstrated that I knew mine well, using the same techniques as in real life this time.

In my fourth dream last night, I was watching TV at home. It was some weird show about this guy and this girl who went down a rabbit hole - kind of like in Alice in Wonderland, except they hadn't followed a rabbit there. It reminded me of the Deathly Hallows for some reason, even though the only thing it had in common with any of the Harry Potter movies was that one of the main characters was played by Rupert Grint.

Anyway, they fell down the rabbit hole and ended up in this little meadow with a big tree. There was a sudden flashback to their childhood, when they used to play there together. When it cut back to the present, the show decided to break the fourth wall by making a big deal of the fact that the actress playing the girl was in some famous band I'd never heard of (and that her sister was the bassist in her band). Then, she turned into a man. I turned off the TV.

My mom asked if I'd slept okay because she'd heard my bed creaking at around four in the morning. I told her I'd slept find but had woken up in the night and had probably rolled over onto my side while I was half-asleep. I asked for a tuna sandwich for lunch and then woke up.

I am in a basement school of laboratory. The subterranean labs are not as gloomy, dark, terrifying like as in a horror fiction, but had an atmosphere of my old high school. Light brown tiles with bright white fluorescents light. Scientists and doctors are like teachers. Well… let’s face it; they are ‘teachers.’

Children subjected to experiments act like normal school students (It is true that those who are talented in science and math are groomed to be one of the ‘teachers’; experimenting other children.) and respect those who treat them like a lab rat.
My talent in every report card are marked somewhere in middle. But the repulsiveness I feel as I pass the classroom full of red, blood-shot-eyes students cannot help it. I guess my dream self is damned at science as in real life, so I’d position myself below the average.

Inferior or ‘bad’ students living and studying under this massive lab are punished. It is not that painful or agonizing punishment to be honest. Students are kept captive from doing any farther misbehavior by putting some kind of weird cords all over the body and meekly held upside down in a green, fluid filled glass like a frog pickled with formalin. I do not have a memory of letting myself to such chopping board, so I think I was one of the obedient kids.

Every student is born from the lab. Some of them are ‘Bad Seeds’ (as ‘teacher’ stated) from their time of birth. They are characterized with aggressive personalities. No one knows if it were from the genetic misplacement or from the accidental experiments, which happens quiet often. But ‘Bad Seeds’ cause a lot of trouble. It is said, they would explode their selfish stress out by howling and destructing materials like a beast, threatening a poor book warms shivering like scared herbivores, disrespectful to ‘teachers,’ and the list is endless.

It was out by a coincident. I was absent mindedly cautiously carrying my pretty fish placed in a tank, when two scientists passing a hallway, arguing (or croaking) loudly about expelling a ‘Bad Seed.’ They are sending (disposing) an 8-years-old troublesome kid (who has no need for them). The boy has spent his entire life as a subject, so he’s just an innocent baby not knowing about a dark world. Are they sending him to dangerous outside? Not caring of his safety?

Unfortunately they were not concerned about the human rights, but croaking about the danger ‘teachers’ would get from sending a ‘Bad Seed’ to a civil society. That ‘Seed’ is exceptionally smart and viciously evil compare to other civilians. Instead of freeing a beast among deer, we should silently ki….l…

As a brown haired scientist with glasses reveals his dark treachery, I was casually passing them, he gave me a quick look and tried to resume, which was blocked by an old (probably his superior) ‘teacher.’
I take Curiosity? Probably useless sympathy … anyway an interest towards the kid. Underage, little kid is about to be disposed to the ‘outside’ world. I stared at my red scaled fish. It has a character of its master; not swimming, but gently floating like a primed lady, acting like a stuffed animal……. Is it dead?

I tapped lightly of a cylinder that has nothing but transparent clear water. The fish lazily swayed its tail in such a slow motion, I yawned.


Tut… … Pretty, but a flabby fish.


I walked towards a suspension (laboratory) room for the little kid. Probably for the pea-sized guilt they had… experimenting underage children… the room was placed at the far end corner of a hallway inside a room. Just before I went for the door, there were white lockers with locks placed beside it. There were four (read) stylish (but say wicked) girls abruptly end their conversation and stare at me. Are they my friends?

They are nervously fidgeting around a stair (structured like one you could see in a subway station), looking for a chance to get ‘outside,’ breaking rules. They had a warning look on their face, scared of me who has a chance to tattle to ‘teachers.’
Don’t know why they would roam around, looking for danger ‘outside’ in a first place.

I do not mind their business; I solemnly open a door with no interest. They started chatting in relief.

The door was connected to another hallway. To the right there is a class with a glass door. They are having a PowerPoint lecture in a dark room, blue lights reflect the passionate students; future maniacs, frantically scribbling their notes. I passed in disgust. I went to the end of the cornered hallway, and slide through the translucence glass door for my final destination.

The suspension room, or rather the experimental room had hundreds of adult size glass cylinder with green fluid. Inside little children or students about to be born are lifelessly floating upside down; only their even breath shows they are living.

Air bubbles from their masks disturb their hair, swaying them like seaweed. It was an eerie and a startling sight to see breathing ‘dolls,’ faintly lit by a green light, but also makes me wonder about their dream from their calm… soothing face.


“Here for the punishment? Wait here; I just have one for you.”


I’m not really here for the punishment, but I did not stop ‘teachers,’ automatically working like robots. For I did not had any excuse for being here, and I did want to have a punishment I have never experienced. Floating upside down… disregarding laws of physics… looks fun. As I was surveying around, I encountered the boy who poked my curiosity.


Our eyes met for a moment.


Are we fighting or what? As we are studying each other, the kid gave ‘I have a temper,’ frown and give a shift turn on his neck to side.
I win ^^

He had impressive black ink like hair and eyes. He had wrinkled skin showing that he had just got out from that cylinder, wet like a new born baby. Assistant were drying him with a white towel. I secretly worried about his future; his cute chubby cheeks will trouble him someday. ‘Tut, tut… that cuteness will thin out in your near future.’ As he lazily supporting himself by assistance; narrowly balancing, I could not identify any signs of ‘Bad Seed,’


The 'suspension' room has similar atmosphere as this picture

I remembered a bunch of tiny fragments today:

-Most of these fragments take place in Westwood, CA and my brother is in all of my dreams

1. I am taking over the town by stomping on stadiums.
2. My brother is playing live guitar at a bar.
3. I am riding a bike down Westwood Blvd to Wilshire and I have a gun.
4. My co-worker BW and I write a book.
5. I am going for the world record in butt sliding down a hill.
6. My fiance made some crappy chicken but I told her it was good.

I got an emulator for pokemon sapphire and went straight to a gym to beat the gym leader. All her pokemon were twice my level but I still beat all of them somehow.

i was singing an eminem song and i had a pillow on the right side of my face and then it went into thrid person and i kept pushing pause on the computer on youtube.

I wasn't originally going to write this one down, as I can barely even recall fragments, but oh well. I really need to start writing down more dreams so my dream recall gets better again.

Okay, so here's what I do remember: I was playing my DS (or some sort of handheld system, at least), and my brother and I were having a Pokemon battle. He sent out a level 300 Dialga, and I said that wasn't fair. Then, it turned into some sort of racing game in which I had to repeatedly press the A button in order to keep my car moving.

I woke up to the sound of screaming people outside my house. I got up and rushed out the door to see what the commotion was all about. There were many people on the streets, all of them riding blue Vespa-looking motorcycles. They all seemed to be running away from something. I looked up, and immediately saw a large purple dragon with very very small wings circling overhead. I thought, "Oh cool, a dragon. Why does it have such small wings?"

I'm not quite sure what happened, or how it happened, but apparently, I became the dragon. My body felt very heavy, and my arms (or wings) felt painful. I looked down and saw all the people in the blue motorcycles running away from me.

I didn't know exactly how to fly, so I started plummeting towards the people down below. I tried to tell them that it's me and I won't hurt them, but nothing came out of my mouth, except a misty and warm fog (and yes I really felt the warmth!)

Not sure what happened afterwards. I don't remember ever hitting the ground.

I’m having nightmares nowadays. It’s not encountering some vicious animals or dark things, but I often get very sick which is unpleasant.
First of all, I have never watched a movie or read a book about a hunger game; only seen a trailer from Youtube. It’s amazing how it got into my dream like that.

I opened my eyes… to see a white ceiling, and a desperate looking man, who calls himself ‘dad.’ He really seems to care dearly for his daughter, who supposedly is me. I am confused… it just… I don’t think I am a daughter who he thinks I am.
‘Dad’ went out for a cup of coffee.
I tried talking to him; say I don’t know who he was, but my voice wheezed out as if I’m having a very bad flu.
I got dumbfounded for a moment till I felt a sudden excruciating pain from my right hand… it…
It was not there. It was……………Amputated…
What used to be my right hand becomes a dark purplish flesh… rotting.

MENTAL DEMOLITION… ㅇ_ㅇ!!!
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There was a white card with a red cross on the top left corner. There were four blue lights, flickering.
● Level 5
○ 30:02 left
● your presence is detected by a hunter 10m
● your prey is detected 150m
There was a digital google-map, showing other players; preys and hunters, around me.

Kill or be killed.
Only hunters and the prey carry a white card, we are the only ones knowing in this sin city… the rest of the earth is oblivious.
I have to kill the prey while avoiding a hunter; trying to kill me, within this time or I will be degraded to a lower level, gaining more bloodthirsty hunters with higher level. If I kill the prey within a time, I will get more time for the next prey and get useful harnesses; weapons, wider range of google-map and so on.
The top of the food chain is level 20. At that point he/she will be like a lazy sublime jaguar hunting and resting as much as it likes.
No one knows who is a hunter or a prey in a mass crowd except for a dot showing on the map and viewers. Viewers are on the other planet with sneering smirks, watching and eating popcorns, of this real-life city of jungle; overflowing blood and massacres. It is horrifying and the most disgusting game in my life. I wonder what kind of insane psychopathic alien freak would create ‘this’ kind of game in a first place.

I’m now in a restaurant with ‘Dad,’ he is feeding me a meatball. So far he has no signs of being my predator, but genuinely cares for me. I feel a little sorry for him. After all he is an innocent civilian who happens to be stuck in a disaster, and he doesn’t know his ‘daughter’ is not someone he knows. He is unknowingly taking an extreme danger for giving me some kind of a glass like protection.
As I blew a balloon out of my chewing gum, a mysterious looking woman with sunglasses and a black suit, walks toward me and sits across my table… She is introduced that she is a very close friend of ‘dad.’ She might be a watcher sent by a freak. Need to evacuate immediately.

‘Nice meeting you ‘dad.’’

I excused myself for a washroom break; her sunglasses reflected a white light from a ceiling. As I casually pass behind her, I flicked a gum on back of her hair.

‘Better shave your hair Miss.’
I heard a sharp shriek behind a closing door and smirked.

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I stumbled from shaky legs. I feel very dizzy with a high fever; to the point I see a world in a whirl circle, but can barely feel pain from it. A painkiller or whatever drugs ‘dad’ used is strongly effective indeed. It is strange… to sense that I ‘have’ a right hand… as if it’s only made out of soul, but not flesh.

I need to hide somewhere… quick. I did not kill or attempt to look for my prey, so I am now dropped to level 0; whoever kills me will increase their level two times plus a special prize.
I decided to hide in a midst of school parade practice. Everyone is on the field. All lined up horizontally and vertically following moves from a person in front like an army. I rest along the side, under a tree shade, where I met my childhood friend Purple.
It is time…


Avoiding looking directly at her face, I normally asked “here for the hunt?”
She did not answer; I can almost feel her eyes burning across my face. Nevertheless I continued,

“It’s scary… one moment you are just a student like they are, and next… everyone, aliens, hunters and governments alike are looking for you like I’m some kind of a living chocolate.”

She shuts her mouth tightly, so I gather up my courage and cautiously hand her my right hand, feasting with fleas. She did not take it… my middle fingertip broke into black ashes.

Purple stared at me, “God is everywhere.”

I sigh… I’m talking to a wall,
“I do not believe in alien freaks,”
I heard everyone holding their breath with surprise.

Awkward silent filled the air.

Everyone… students, teachers, walking civilians, birds, ants… hundreds, thousands of them… everyone… gave me a cold look at the same time. I flinched back a little… they look… possessed. They all have a purple smudge on their lips as if they carelessly had a poisonous cake.

A student with a Santa suit, hurled towards me with a drunken deer; it too had a purple smudge.
I snorted with disgust. I did not come to my deathbed, unprepared.

“Early present for Christmas.”

I closed my eyes and threw my right hand high above the air.

YOU'VE JUST ACTIVATED MY TRAP CARD

“Bye~”

Date: 10/07/2012
Place: My bed
Time of getting into bed: 12.26am

Waking thoughts in black
Non lucid dreams in blue
Lucid dreams in red

Dream 1 - non lucid 3.57am
I am in a dark room, a young lad has got his small baby with him, and he is smoking weed near him. I try to tell him to stop, but he claims he is hooked. Some other things happened which I cannot remember, then for some reason I am hiding the drugs for him, or from him. It is a HUGE bag of weed, like a shopping bag full, and I'm trying to stuff it into my hoodie pocket, with haste. A baseball cap features heavily in this dream - it is red and blue, but I can't remember why.

Dream 2 - non lucid

I am with my mum and dad, we have taken my 2 nephews to a public play area. At one point there are lots of other kids that we are looking after too,possibly the kid from the previous dream??? but essentially we are just there with my nephews. We have fun pushing them down a slide, but are carefully watching the younger one as he is only a baby. Suddenly I realise there is S stood next to me.S is an old friend who I recently stopped talking to for a number of reasons. There is currently some issue with us in RL. I am shocked to see her, but she is here with her nephew too. We both see each other but ignore each other, which suits me fine. I remember in the dream she was wearing sparkly pink ballet style shoes. She is alone - apart from the kid - and I even think she was smoking a cigarette. I am shocked to see her because recently she told me she was leaving the country. I decide to just enjoy myself, and have fun with the family. Me and my sister (the mother of my nephews) start to do a silly synchronized dance. We go to sit down and eat dinner in this place, and it turns out she's sat on the table next to us. I talk loudly with the family so she can hear. While eating, I tell my nephews I can teach them to hit a ball with a baseball bat if they like.

The dream suddenly changes to us being in the middle of a lush, green field. It's huge, beautiful and sunny. The grass is long and soft, there are hedges breaking up the fields and some clumps of trees every now and again. We all have bats and tennis balls, and I try to teach the kids how to hit a ball. The older one hits it really well, and we all cheer and congratulate him, the younger one just throws it and it goes into the corner of the field. We have our dog with us, a springer spaniel. My mum has a dog, but not a springer spaniel, we have never had one. It doesn't want to get the ball because it is too far away and we laugh at this. Lazy dog! In the end it goes because I tell it to, several times.

Dream 3 - non lucid
I am in a building. It seems to be like a block of flats, with corridors lined with doors - the corridors are outside. I am walking along the corridors, it is all grey and red brick. The windows are a bit dusty. I get to a corridor where there are around 4 or 5 men, mostly in their 50's lined up against a wall. Although all the men look totally different (one is fat, one is african american, one has glasses etc) all the men have some limbs missing, and some are on crutches. They claim they are part of a team, and their leader (an army-general type man with all his limps) tells me to get in line too. He is a bit bossy and mean. The team however, are friendly and like having a laugh, they share anecdotes and get told of for it. The tell me the black guy lost his legs while trying to kill a famous person, he seems a bit miffed he didn't kill him but proud of the attempt.

I am in the same place as the previous dream. This could have even been a different dream, but as its in the same place and the army general dude is still there, I'll say it was the same dream.
I am with 2 older guys, and we are sat on the floor and each have a little jar and some other bits. The jars are like sweet jars, but tiny - the size of a golf ball. We are doing some sort of experiment, watched closely by the general guy. We fill the little jars with water and wait, and each of us grows a jelly-like red bubble or ball in the jar. A bit like those magic toys that grow in water from when I was a kid. The general is satisfied, but I believe it's not the end, so I keep on watering my jar. I see more, smaller balls appear, lots of them. The general tells me to stop, but I want to prove there is more. To hurry it up, I stick my finger into the jar to swirl the water. The jar breaks, and I cut my finger, getting blood everywhere. This ruins the experiment. The general is angry, he starts to tell me off, but I shout back, telling him it's his fault that the lighting out here is inadequate, and it's too dim to see properly. The other 2 guys just watch with dumb looks on their faces.

Dream 4 - non lucid
A man comes up to me, claiming he is psychic, and can make me think whatever he wants. I don't believe him, as I don't believe in psychics and mediums etc. He follows me round, annoying me, telling me that my favorite movie star is Keanu Reeves. I tell him it's not, it's Denzel Washington. He insists it is Reeves, and I get angry, determined not to think it is Reeves and keep shouting DENZEL! This goes on for some time, and eventually I manage to get away, relieved. As I walk away, I realise I don't like Denzel Washington at all, and that was the name the psychic said he could make me think was my favourite. I feel stupid but a little in awe that he was really a psychic.

Dream 4 - non lucid - 5.53
I watched the film 'God bless America' a few nights ago, and this dream was largely based on that.
I am sat with the man from God bless America. With us are 4 girls, 3 of them are made up with lots of makeup, the other is fat and ugly. We tell them we are going to kill them, and they are scared. The man then pulls out his gun, and shoots them one by one, telling them each time he does the reasons for killing them (which are something along the lines of 'You're fake / you're spoilt / etc - like the movie) I get blood on my sneakers and at first I'm pissed, but then I realise I'm going to die too, so it doesn't really matter. The man then turns to shoot me, and I welcome it, pointing to my chest and smiling. He shoots me 3 times. At first, I feel nothing, but I lie down and wait for death happily. The man shoots himself. Suddenly, I feel a really weird feeling in my chest, I struggle to breathe but am happy I'm dying. It get's really intense, and soon my heartbeat is shooting through the roof, I'm really struggling to breathe now and I start to panic. I see the fat girl that was shot was only wounded, and she get's up and runs out of the building, falling as she goes. I suddenly feel bad for what I have done, and start to feel the life just flow out of me. Eventually, all my life goes, and I die- actually I wake up.



This was weird, I woke up, with a crazy fast heartbeat and breathing really fast. I decide to get up and get some water, when I remember the menthol thread. I was supposed to take 3 lozenges on a WBTB! I decide to do it now, and munch down a lozenge. It's not nice, but I stick another in to get it over and done with. They are sticky but they crunch up quite well. However my mouth waters like mad, and burns. I'm ok, but then start to feel a bit bleugh. I swallow it all, and it's all stuck to my teeth. I get some water from the fridge downstairs, to wash it down but the ice cold water with the menthol sends my mouth into overdrive! And it's pretty intense! I can't stand the thought of the third lozenge, so I just decide to go and sleep. Laying down, I wonder how much menthol I've had, and how much is still on my teeth. LOL. I start to think I'll never sleep, but I must drift off. After what I think is around 5 minutes of sleeping, I'm jolted awake. This is not a normal wakening, I actually jump awake. I go to sleep, and feel a little uneasy, but nothing too bad. It happens again, and again. In fact, for maybe the first hour, my sleep is terrible - I'm continually waking and jittery. I can see how the menthol helps become lucid, as soon as I enter dreams I wake up with a start - and sometimes don't fully wake so I could carry on dreaming. Possible DIELDS? However I'm too on edge to WILD or DIELD, and eventually fall to sleep.


Dream 5 - non lucid - 9.11am
I am I am back in my childhood garden, with my mum. My mum is washing the dog, a small, white terrier which has gotten dirty. It's kind of cute and fluffy with big eyes. We had lots of dogs growing up, but never one like this!After the dog is clean she goes indoors and I stay out, I start cleaning some dried mud from my shoes (could have been wellies) and it drops onto the floor, mixing with the water left over from washing the dog, to create a big muddy mess. I glance down, and the dog is rolling in the mud, now completely filthy again. So I wash the dog again, this time, I take off it's cape. It appears the dog was wearing a cape, made of it's own fur, and is naked underneath. The cape unclips from it's collar. I decide to hang the cape on the washing line so it dries faster, and doesn't get dirty again. My mum comes out and complains about the cape, telling me to leave it on, but I insist it is better on the line.

Again, this next part takes place in a similar way to the previous, so I presume it is the same dream, however there is a full lapse between the two.
I am still in the garden of my childhood home, but this time I am teaching my mum how to correctly hold my hamster. My hamster is brown. I used to have a brown hamster when I was about 10. She gets the hang of it, but I keep having to catch it because it's fast. It starts pooing on her, and I tell her to put it down but she starts squeezing the hamster tight, I start telling her no, and trying to stop her but she won't. In the end I grab it off her, rather annoyed. She seems to think she has done nothing wrong.

Dream 6 - non lucid
Along with a group of other people I don't know, I am an undercover agent. We are secretly investigating a school, which is selling the children. When we get there the school is in bad shape, the windows are smashed and there is glass everywhere. The building is crumbling and looks abandoned, several young children are playing in the field outside which has many hazards. We approach the teacher, a weird looking old man, who tells us we can pick any child we like. I am disgusted. He tells us he even has green children! We begin to walk away, because this is too much to comprehend and we are very angry. However me and another man get a child each; I get a green one. He is small, skinny and has a big head. His whole body is light green. He is only small, 8 or 9 yrs? He clings around my neck and won't let go, but seems happy to come with me. I am driving us all home, staying quiet because I am really angry. The green boy still hangs around my neck. He asks me if I'm his new daddy, and this makes me cry. I suddenly feel very determined to look after this boy.

i was in church doinga competition and i was dressed up as link but with a bure and i went on stage and said as cristians we need to be andexample we need to stop saying shut up.

Non-dream Dream

Fragment 1:

I am participating in a softball home run derby. There are two Mexicans pitching to me. I lose 10-9 because my field is much more difficult than the other participants (there are obstacles).

My dad participated in a softball home run derby earlier this week.

Fragment 2:

I discover that my fiance got in a train wreck on Westlake Blvd with my mom and brother. I ride my bicycle over to help them (I don't even own a bicycle).