dream fragment

K, so I'm trying to get back into lucid dreaming (3rd time lucky? o.o)


Anyway, on the fifth of may, I became lucid with what I THINK was a WILD (will explain shortly)


The night of this lucid, I was at with my dad and some friends. I had smoked about 1 and a half joints by this time. And had been drinking more than I'm used too. I went upstairs and passed out.


I woke up (I think, I was too drunk or stoned to know, either way, I was aware) In sleep paralysis (or a dream's representation of this) And went, "Wait, I'm in SP" (hmm, now that I think of it, I was awake, so it was a wild) I then closed my eyes, and felt like I zoomed in through a bunch of colours straight into a lucid dream. I flew around, and then didn't remember much because of the drugs and liqour. (I actually had memory loss of the prior night

#Dream 1
I'm at home and I have to babysit my little cousin. Everything is going well until he nears a vase and wants to push it down. I prevent him from doing that and he tries to climb a curtain. I stop him and he asks me why I'm not blind. A bit perplexed I ask why I should be blind I'm preventing him from danger after all. He doesn't seem to hear this and says that he will make me blind. A bit scary (and ridiculous if you think about it), but he doesn't do anything and goes to the terrace door to see the kid. I open it and call for the cat and she comes. My little cousin fondles her and I wake up.


#Dream 2
Something about my friend.

For one or other reason, I'm dreaming a lot that I'm in France. Most of the time there's nothing even there to state that it's France, I just seem to "know" it -is- France.
During my 1.5h nap from 15min ago, I dreamed some shit about doing some stuff with my classmates, but I can't remember any detail.

Then I suddenly stood in a system of tunnels, the walls are orange to reddish. I went to the toilet and took a piss.
Back in another hall, there was a table with a big metal pot of soup, with some bowls and a ladle.
A bunch of kids came into the hall and I let them take a portion first. They're followed by two adults: one man and one woman.
I let them too serve themselves first. The woman makes a comment about my combat boots in French.

I reply her, in French, that they come in handy, even undergrounds, for safety, meaning that they can be used for protection.
She nods.
I also tell her they're from 1984.
She says something I can't really remember. I wake up.

i was i a garden room playing a rpgmmo on the computer with this boy i didnt know but i guess he was my friend. So my mom comes in and says your friend is wanting you to come to in think georgia for some gift then i woke up.

this dream was kind of crazy but funny in its own sort of way

I was with a couple of friends somewhere in someone's house. We walked up to the bottom of the staircase and all of the sudden we heard something. It sounded like muffled cries and screams coming from the upstairs bedroom. We thought that someone was kidnapping someone upstairs, or they were watching a scary movie.

C&C inspired fight.
I don't know exactly where the dream started but I was busy issuing orders to my facilities to produce heavy weaponry, one part of the map where I was on most of the time was looking a lot like some sort of huge kitchen. All the units were colored in silver-blue and they were shaped really complex and interesting, I remember running between a few bases always wondering why there are no units, thinking they might've been destroyed already.

Boss sliding:
It was a really long dream. It started with me being in some kind of presentation hall of this strange school but I don't really care and get going out of there together with some classmate. I immediately started to slide, gliding across the floor in slow and smooth movements, but picking up quite some speed. The building is colored in a strange gray, most walls and all floors are tiled. Eventually we come across a very strange and complex bath complex, it had some kind of water seats which were also equipped with plants, it apparently was a girls bath but they were already gone so I took a minute or two to explore it. Then I started sliding again and did it faster than before, damaging a bit of school equipment on my way.

Spoiler for "Defeating" a pushy girl (Strong Sexual Content):

I was in the 1st person perspective, however I wasn't myself but rather was I playing some unknown dude, who went to some school. So as this dude I was walking through some strange outdoor complex and there is this really pushy girl, we stop in some kind of half concealed bathroom around a dozen corners and after a little bit of talk I decide to give in and have sex with her. I sit down without pants and she also gets rid of her bottom clothes, but as she starts to sit down on my lap I cum after only being pushed halfway inside of her and I feel myself awfully vividly filling her up to the brim, apparently strong enough satisfy her without further movement. But rather than just to satisfy it seemed to be so intense she was kind of "defeated" as I saw the dude (now in 3rd person) the next day in school happily claiming that he is responsible that the girl looks so horribly tired.

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]It is a warm summer day and I am visiting the lake. I knowthat I’m looking for someone I know but I can’t seem to spot anyone familiar asI stand upon the top of a set of stone steps. I am surrounded by beach goersand people who look like they belong at a lodge.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Unlike most lakes this one is located on the back of theelementary school nearby. Descending a few steps from the parking area bringsme to the water level and along a sidewalk running the length of the back ofthe school building. In the sidewalk is a metal grate which provides accessunder the building as well as ventilation for the underside of the school.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]A family of rather obese people arrives, prepared to swimand frolic and I step closer to the brick wall to allow them passage. They donot walk past me but instead drop their belongings and plop down in front ofme, blocking the sidewalk to all passersby. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I can’t help but stare at the old grandmother in the group.She is sitting in a low lawn chair and is wearing something that exposes herhideously fat belly. Her fat is so monstrous that odd silvery lines are allover her stomach, and I wonder how those lines could have formed. It appears tome that her belly is covered with fat crystals, though this seems unlikely.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The woman is having a rather animated conversation with herson-in-law and she is talking about the fat reduction surgery she had. This iswhen she places her hands under her belly and lifts the giant fat flab I hadpresumed was her enormous stomach. In reality her belly wasn’t as monstrouslyfat as I had believed. The crystal-looking lines were folds in her skin and itwas clear that she must have had something like 80 pounds of fat sucked out ofher stomach, leaving the excess skin clinging loosely to her midsection.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Now I was repulsed in a new way, and I turned around toavoid staring. I looked out over the lake and enjoyed the bright sunny view. Anumber of people were doing something with balloons but I couldn’t figure outwhat.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I turned back around when some noise caught my attention.The family was strapping in to large balloons and flying up into the air. Eventhe old flabby grandmother was attached to a large white balloon that allowedher to stay in her lawn chair. She shouted,”WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!”as she rose into the air. I couldn’t believe she was flying.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The balloons bounced up and down, bringing the people highin the air and then down to water level, before bouncing up again. It was anodd sight. Most of the people had a small or average sized-balloon. The oldgrandmother had a balloon at least 4 times bigger than anyone else’s. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Someone behind me flicked a cigarette at me and told me tothrow it up at the balloon. The cigarette was wet but I decided to throw itanyway. I certainly didn’t want it clinging to my skin. It flew a few feet fromme and landed in the water with an anticlimactic splash.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My disappointment at failing to properly throw the cigarettewas short-lived as Patrick Stewart waded up to me and told me he wasdisappointed in me for throwing cigarettes at the balloons. He told me that itwas both unsafe and littering, and I should be ashamed of myself. I tried toexplain to him that the cigarette wasn’t lit and was already soaked with waterbut he would not listen to me. I felt bad. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Patrick Stewart was dressed as he appeared when visitingRisa, the pleasure planet in STTNG. His white shorts were just visible over thewater line and he sported a white shirt with buttons, open to reveal his tannedchest. It was clear he had been spending a lot of time in the sun and wanted toenjoy himself.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I walked away from this part of the lake along a wide opencourtyard, tiled with small colored bricks, towards a small one-story buildingat the farthest point of the property. The colored tiles made a picture on the ground, similar to a scene fromCoraline. I didn’t give it much thought but it did look neat.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In the small building was a cabana-style room, a place torest and get out of the sun. There was no glass in the windows and the adobewalls were painted white, as though the building used to have some otherpurpose. It was not a pretty building.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Not finding what I was looking for, I stepped out of thebuilding and looked up to see Jean Grey from X-Men. She told me she had heard Iwas behaving badly and she needed to put me in time-out. “Nothing personal,”she said, frowning. “You just need to spend a little time put away.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I didn’t like the tone of her voice. It sounded way moreserious than necessary for any crime I had committed. She raised some kind ofwand or stick and I backed up into the small house. As I stared at herwondering why this was happening she closed the doors and latched them somehowbefore walking away.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I worried that I would spend hours in this building. Itcertainly wasn’t much to look at. A candle sat on a small table providinglight, though it should have been bright from the mid-day sun. Outside thewindow I could see and hear children playing and I wanted to be out. Instead Isat down.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Hardly a moment later some of the children opened the doorsand let me out of my prison. I was baffled that I had been locked up in astructure that could be opened by young children. I knew better than to hangaround waiting to be re-imprisoned so I hurriedly walked out and back acrossthe courtyard. There was no sign of Jean Grey or any of the other people I hadencountered.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I continued walking right into the school building that wasadjacent to the lake, walking with purpose and a quick step. Passing straighton through I walked out the front doors and onto the sidewalk leading from thefront of the building. Off to my right was a woman with dark curly hair,bending down and talking to several children. As she stood up and hurried thechildren off to some errand I recognized her as my friend A, someone who Inormally trusted. It appeared as though she was telling the children to performsome devious action, something she would get caught doing herself. I stood andwatched, waiting to see events unfold.[/FONT][/SIZE][FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3] [/SIZE][/FONT]
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I'm in some kind of room that resembles a skatepark, but there's no ramps people are throwing little kiddy light up shoe around--except people are throwing it like a Frisbee, and it's flying like a Frisbee. I don't know how I missed that reality check, but whatever. So people start throwing it around, it turns into some kind of sport that has teams. I feel like I should've written a longer journal during the initial recall, because I know I'm missing a lot now. I remembered all of it when I woke up.

#1
I’d been killed, though I don’t know how. I was wandering round the car park of a warehouse/school building as a ghost. I kept following people but nobody could see me.

#2
I was in a block of houses, still as a ghost. No idea where I was going.

#3
I was now wearing a pretty silver and blue necklace that allowed people to see where I was (I was still a ghost). I was hanging out with the Torchwood gang who appeared to be pulling Jack along on a wooden sled in a small forested area. They were talking to me but I can’t remember what was said.

#4
I was jogging up and down the stairs of a school/office block. I kept doing my best to not be seen.

#5
A short, portly kid with black hair was following me around on a school field. At one point he hugged me. I think I was trying to help him with something.

I'm toasting bread and notice that notice that we have almost ran out. I decide to bake tomorrow and open the freezer to get the root for the bread. There is another bag of bread that I had forgotten, so I take it out instead and don't need to bake tomorrow.

#Dream 1
I'm in some room with my friends. It seems that we are in a school and are working on a technical drawing. One of my friends curses sometimes, because he doesn't get the lines right. We then go outside and are in a shopping mall. We decide to go to a grocery store to get something to eat. We look around and see a store called 'Red'. We take a shopping cart and buy more things than we need.

#Dream 2 (fragment)
I'm getting off a train and go outside the station. A car stops and I see my uncle. He asks me, why I didn't say anything, I could've driven with him.

Dream 1
Working in groups at school. Lots of I get appointed to something, somewhere.

Dream 2
Walking towards school with a friend and someone else. Some weird UI-screens pop up in front of me as we talk about how ''sick'' it was that someone had been invited to some clan in some game (led by none other than ''that guy'' residing in every online game ever, with lots of X's surrounding his name). Nature calls for my friend, and he steps away to pee. Just then, the other guy accompanying us starts running for the school, trying to lock us out. My friend runs after him with his pants down, as I shout ''No, no, no!''.
Piss everywhere.

Dream 3
I show a friend a comic I found on the internet. It's a goblin standing in a barn when all of a sudden, Spiderman pops up from the hay. The prick just keeps blabbering on about its faults. I respond: ''The real problem here is that otters only have three hails and would've easily been twice as effective had they gotten three tails.''
Just then, someone comes up to us with a trophy-shaped clock and wants me to press it. I just stand there confused, listening to the noise it's making. Then I wake up. Seems like it was my alarm clock going off.

So.. Saterday night(the night of super moon) I had this strange dream... I was walking to the park nearby my house, and so it was dark, and no cars were passing by and there were no cars in the parks parking lot. I crossed and went to front area of the park (by parking lot) and stood under a street light. All of a sudden the bushes in front of me rustle and out steps this teenage boy probably a little older (15 or 16) than me. He had brown hair, brown eyes and was wearing a red shirt. (all I can remember from the looks of me..) then that was when the boy transformed into a wolf, and a screamed (I cannot remember what the wolf looks like but ik he shifted or transformed like the snap of the fingers) I had gasped waking up, and felt pain in my leg like I had gotten bitten.. Funny thing is right before I woke up I remember him running towards me and me backing up into streetlight for safety. I found out that the boy looked exactly like my friends ex. I can and will never forget that dream.

I remember me and a friend are trying to get away from some pirates. We are on a small island sort of thing and we open a hatch into the ground and start running through a underground tunnel. Some how me and my friend get separated and lost in this maze of tunnels. I here foot steps behind me and one of the Pirates shines a flashlight on me and yells to the others "There she is!" He starts chasing me and I freak out and run as fast as I can. I come up to a ladder and climb up and out into the opening. I'm standing on a round platform in the middle of the ocean and there is no where to run. There is a metal pipe lying on the ground so I pick it up and prepare myself to knock the pirate out when he comes through the opening. The pirate pops his head out and I hit him but rather than passing out he yells "OWWW!" He looks up at me with this puzzled expression and asks "Why'd you hit me?!" I respond "Because your a pirate trying to kill me." He shakes his head "NO I'm trying to capture you, and you didn't have to hit me." I'm quite confused as to how the situation turned and made me the bad guy but I start to feel sorry and began to apologize. Then the guy is like "Whateves...my ride is here..." I turn and there is a giant cool looking Pirate ship.

That is all I can remember from my dream.

I'm with one of my classmates, in my Literature class. We are being sent off to another state to tell a large audience about Rick Riordan's new book [what the fuck??] and I feel extremely nervous. I had to read the entire book in two hours and then give a synopsis the next day. This dream is very fragmented, yet somehow memorable at the same time. When I woke up, I still felt this pressure, that I needed to read the book quickly and go perform. It took me a few seconds to realize it was just a dream.