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    1. 4/7/11

      by , 04-15-2012 at 11:14 PM
      I think I had a layer zero lucid, very dark mood, very fragmented, I think I remember putting my hand through my palm, but I never really realized I was dreaming. So I was just walking around with this black haired girl and skateboarding, and there was a design inside the wheel that I've seen before. Then I saw a picture of Bart Simpson painted on a garagedoor?? DAFUQ?
    2. Fragmented excerpts!

      by , 04-15-2012 at 08:39 PM
      Due to alcohol, I only gained some fragments, again impressionist in nature...sometimes I feel like Monet is in my head!
      Fragment 1
      On a coach with a large number of people I know, drinking...surprisingly! The weather was hot,almost like it was a holiday transfer coach!However, far from being at ease. Person 1 proceded to cause me unease through repeated laughing. I couldn't entirely remember why although it probably eminates from a socially awkward situation that had occured the previous day. Again, as a repeated motif for me colours and clothes were particulary visible.
      Fragment 2
      Being somewhat aware that I was on the Titanic,although not worried.This is perhaps due to the coverage of the diaster in the media at the moment-suddenly however, I had a somewhat false awakening but dreaming that I 'loved' my friend!

      That's all I got but looking forward to some more dreaming later!
    3. Wtf mermaid fragment

      by , 04-15-2012 at 07:53 PM
      Non-lucid fragment

      I saw two blocky minecraft style looking mermaids out in a black background one of them had a creepy looking face.

      Updated 04-15-2012 at 08:02 PM by 50648

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    4. Her (WBTB)

      by , 04-15-2012 at 07:07 PM
      I don't remember her name. Or much about her.

      I remember she was going into Marketing, me Software Engineering I told her. I held her against me, my right side with my arm holdin ber ever so close.

      But it didn't work out. She broke up with me. I don't remember why but she hated me for the reason of the breakup.

      It was a weird dream but full of very intense feelings.
    5. Oracles/Auricles

      by , 04-15-2012 at 02:38 AM (Ophelia's Book O' Fun II)
      I swear that dream where Pegasis heard the word ocher and then looked up the definition when he woke up, had some impact on my dream last night.

      I don't remember much at all, except some HI just before an incomplete WILD (my alarm interrupted it). I felt like I was floating in space, just before the "big bang". I was there because I was sent there to determine what existed before the universe as we know it. All I could see were these impossibly giant structures, floating around in the prenatal space. They hummed and vibrated, barely audible in the infinite blackness. A voice in my ear said that these were the Sound Auricles (though at the time, I imagined the word Oracles, though both words kinda apply, weird). I understood that they were the first beings ever in existence. And they resembled the convoluted flesh of the human outer ear. But the boundaries were impossible to see, for they faded, and blended into the darkness of outer space. Suddenly, I saw a tiny sliver of light, no larger than a fingernail clipping compared to the Auricles. Then a tiny spark zoomed toward the light, and the same voice told me this spark was a cowboy astronaut (space cowboy? lol), and it collided with the light, causing the Big Bang. As this happened, I felt the usual WILD vibrations, but my alarm interrupted it.

      Later I looked up the word Auricle, even though in my head I remembered the word Oracle from my dream. But something made me look up Auricle first, because those things had an outer-ear look to them. Auricle/Oracle. OuterEar/OuterSpace. InnerEar etc.

      I don't know what happened to the Sound Auricles after the Big Bang. But I wouldn't mind dreaming about them again.

      The End.
      Categories
      memorable , dream fragment
    6. The Old Man, The School, The Deaths, The Rebirth, and The Success.

      by , 04-15-2012 at 12:34 AM (The Realm of the Child)
      Dream Type: Non-Lucid, Semi-Lucid, Memorable.
      Dream Mood: Mysterious, Stressful, Eerie, Sad, Happy, Strange.
      Dream Setting: My Hometown, Some Futuristic School, The 50's.
      Dream Characters: My Mom, Some Old Guy, Random Classmates, False-Parents.

      This was a long string of dreams that I had due to the fact that I kept waking up and falling asleep again because of a sudden and painful cramp I got in my lower back.

      Anyways, as usual, the beginning of my dream is not quite present, though I remember my Mom and Me were at some sort of emergency of some sort and told some old guy to drive me to a hotel or something where she would be staying, though I was concerned of her trust in this unknown man. He was a Caucasian man with no hair and a long strangely beard. I got into a black, modern-day car with him, and we drove off but not to the hotel, but to my mother's house, where we cooped up in my bedroom and began eating and talking. At first, he was a bit of a jerk, though as time progressed, he became nicer, and even ordered me a pizza that came in an instant. My mom texted me, wondering if I had gotten to the hotel yet, and for some reason, I said yes. We then conversed on how we were going to get to the hotel. We never did get to the hotel by the end of the dream.

      This next dream was very strange. I was sent to some futuristic boarding school of sorts, where everyone wore a tight suit that exposed their lower legs and their arms. Many things were quite futuristic, actually, such as the TV screens that were large and wide in our classrooms. I was in one of those classes, and a girl who I don't remember knowing was my friend. I was making a killing in these answers, getting almost every question asked by the teacher right, and once class was over, the girl asked me if I wanted to see a play she was in, and I agreed as we walked towards the front desk to see what time the play was at. I don't remember finding out though. Next, I was outside the school, and some guy was fixing something on the road as I watched him a bit, though suddenly, I saw a large truck, an 18-wheeler that for some reason drove on it's side coming his way. The whole truck avoided him, though the tires bounced up and down, and I realized one of the tires was heading his way, and as I saw one of them suddenly bounce a bit over his head, ready to crash down on him, I shouted "Watch out!" but it was too late, well, he didn't even react, but instead, the wheel came crashing down on him, putting his body into a round pulp of skin. I was shocked, traumatized at what I saw, and as the other's crowded around the mangled corpse, I ran, far away. I went on the road, making sure I was far from the school. I even went into the forest, and kept running and running, faster and faster. I eventually crossed a WWII airbase, and they began shooting, someone did at least. I realized that I was going to die then, so I wouldn't let them have the pleasure, and I jumped off the takeoff point, falling to my death. This was the end of my life, supposedly. Once I "died", I only saw black and a flash of some images that I cannot remember, but I was given the opportunity to start my life over, as if there was no heaven or something. And so I did, though I was given the choice of an era to choose.

      The era I would choose to be born in was the 1950's. I can't say why, but I just chose that time. Still, there was no point where I was a baby or anything, but instead I was a child, more of a pre-teen really. I wore a red and yellow striped t-shirt and had short blonde hair, much like my actual self, and I had different parents, ones that were unfamiliar to me, and we were looking for a house in the dead of night. We found one eventually, and it was right by a dreadfully scary woodland area, though we didn't seem to mind, and without any caution to who or what was inside the home, we went in, and it was already furnished with all the things that we needed. Many things didn't seem like they would exist in the 50's, like cable TV with a channel guide built into the TV and modern-day cartoons such as Ed, Edd and Eddy. Still, we took the house.

      I can't quite remember what happened after that, but what I do know is that there was quite a large gap between then and the next part of the dream, where it mainly consisted of me, my false mom and my false dad, who now lived in a very prestigious home with a large backyard and a horse statue in the middle of it, and not to mention the great view of a large green, grassy landscape. I can't remember what we were doing there, but we were there.

      I've been having a lot of death-related dreams recently... I wonder what it could mean.
    7. first night

      by , 04-14-2012 at 08:52 PM
      I don't know how people can remember these dreams so vividly with all the detail! Maybe keeping a dream journal really helps......
      all I can remember is playing a game (called runescape) and my inventory was full of good armor and i was in barrows, then something appeared then i woke up in real life . (i'm such a nerd)
      I Will keep trying and eventually be able to lucid dream.
    8. Frags from last night

      by , 04-14-2012 at 07:25 PM (My Dream Records)
      Dream #1 Checking my email with a damn parrot on my shoulder


      Im my current house on the computer in my den logging into dreamviews. On my shoulder is a parrot who keeps yapping away about my email message or something.


      Dream #2 A message from sinoblak


      Im emailing sinoblak something, (possibly about this parrot) And i think i mention something to her about, the parrot speaks 5 different languages.


      Dream #3 Subconscious Training

      Im in my room wearing my dark blue long sleeve casual shirt, my black dress pants with my black stacy adams, and my glasses on. My hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and i believe i was looking in the mirror doin some subconscious training.

      Final dream #4 Where are my keys?

      Im looking all around the house for my keys and can't seem to find them.

      Notes: I am very dissapointed with myself and my recall here. This is not like me. Well i was up all night online, so can't say i did'nt see this one coming! LOL. Guess i need to start heading to bed earlier then.

      Updated 04-14-2012 at 07:53 PM by 54142 (Forgot to post something else)

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment , side notes
    9. First dream entry..lets start this.

      by , 04-14-2012 at 05:05 PM
      ...Last night.A happy dream as it was my first taste of a lucid dream.I dreamt that I was walking down the stairs and then remembered about the common dream that people have about floating down the stairs, some of which that I had read on this site. Suddenly, I realised that I must be dreaming and attempted to float-with some success. Then, I tried to create a marker to know that I was dreaming for future dreams. I first attempted to jump up and down as I decided that gravity doesn't work in dreams..which is where the lucidity tails off. I thought I was in the matrix briefly, before attempting to put my right hand through my left hand,on which appeared a wedding ring, (which I don't wear in waking life). All the while through this dream I was aware of somehow watching myself from behind,controlling my body from a distance. Also, bizarrely, in my dreams my hair is often brown and bobbed, the opposite to waking life! The dream was blurry and seemed more impressionist in nature!
      Tags: semi-lucid.
      Categories
      lucid , dream fragment
    10. 4-14-12, I spent too much time on here yesterday

      by , 04-14-2012 at 04:41 PM
      Dream One (Fragment): There was some guy that I some how thought was from here was attacking me and trying to take something from me. It confused me because everyone I've ever talked to on here has been really nice. I actually woke myself up thinking, "This is wrong, people on Dream Views aren't mean!"

      Dream Two (Fragment): The same guy shows up again. This time he's really nice though. He tells me that he's going to help me and be my dream guide. I don't think anyone here would seriously be interested in trying to come into my dreams, they're pretty boring most of the time, lol. I was online just before bed though reading dream journal entries and no doubt that's what did it! Still, if anyone happened to be attacking a chic last night, then did a 180 and offered to be her dream guide, it might have been me, ha ha.

      Dream Three: I'm taking off my wedding ring. I've just gotten a letter that states I am officially divorced. My husband is next to me, and he seems sad, but also proud. It turns out we've decided to divorce, not because we dislike each other or anything, but so that I can fulfill some guy with cancer's last wish. He wants to marry me and spend his last couple months with me by his side. I feel guilty at first because I know I really don't feel the same way about the cancer guy as he feels about me, but the smile on his face when I'm around reminds me that the important part is that he dies happy. If he smiles like that every time he sees me, I can totally live with this for a few months. It makes me happy knowing I'm making him so happy. There's a party, and I "propose" to him. The ring gets dropped, but it's all good, and he is so happy he's got tears running down his face.

      Dream Four: I'm sitting at a counter in a kitchen. I'm really short, then somehow I know I'm only 5 or 6 year old. There are two men in the room watching tv. One is an ex boyfriend who was an alcoholic and a big time cheater. The other guy looks familiar, like a guy we walked past in town sometime or someone I've seen on facebook or something. There's a "ding dong" sound, and I realize this kitchen is part of a home with a business office in the front. The ex boyfriend, walks past me into the office that is behind me. I jump down off the stool and peek around the corner. There's a pretty girl who needs some sort of help with something. Her car maybe because he was a mechanic when I dated him? He comes into the kitchen and tells his friend to come along. Apparently he's planing on doing the chic while his buddy fixes whatever is wrong. The friend motions to me and asks if it's really ok to leave me home alone. The ex says I'll be fine, then tells me to go upstairs and go to bed like a good girl. I'm scared, but I do just what I'm told because I'd rather be hiding under the covers than in the dark kitchen alone with no where to hide. A short time passes, and then I hear a sound like maybe a helicopter. An old man walks into the house and I see him walking into my room. He seems surprised to see me there, and I think I'm going to be in trouble, but then I notice there's a red orange glow behind him. The house is on fire! He is freaking out now that he has to get me out of there so the fire doesn't hurt me (and now that I'm awake I wonder if he thought the house was empty and started the fire himself, for suicide or something) We can't get out, the fire is on the stairs. There's a window, and I climb out it, but I can't jump, it's too far! I'm trying to tell the old man to climb down because he's tall enough to reach the hand holds, but he doesn't want to. Suddenly I see dozens of giant rats in the street climbing up the wall. It's freaking me out at first, but then I see that the look like the pet rats my brother and I had as kids. They reach the window, and link tails and arms and wrap around the old man, then they act as a rope and lower him out of the building. I think I'm going to jump out into his arms then, but he runs off instead leaving me behind. The rats are starting to burn and catch fire, so they leave. I'm alone, but then a boy in chainmaille and red tunic who looks a lot like Russel Brand (definitely a kid in the dream though) is standing there telling me to jump and he'll catch me. I feel like he's let me down somehow in the past and I don't trust him. I'm afraid he'll drop me or hurt me or leave me or something. I'm not sure what I'm afraid of, just that I am. He promises he'll take care of me, he promises I'll be safe and that I need to jump or I could die. Finally, I do jump. He catches me, and sets me on the ground. I curl up in the fetal position and Notice I have a teddy bear in my arms. I drift out in third person and am looking at my body... but that little girl looks nothing like me as a kid after all. I wonder who I was, then I wake up. I can point to why I dreamed I was a child in this one. Yesterday evening while at Walmart with my husband and kids, a lady said to me "You look like a baby yourself, and those two babies are yours?!" I gave her the same response I give everyone, "Believe it or not, I'm actually 25, and yes, those are my children." She then tells me that I am aging really well, and told my husband he "got himself one that would never look old." No doubt that's why I dreamed I was my oldest kids age.
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    11. Getting some Dream Recall

      by , 04-14-2012 at 01:26 PM
      April 14, 2012
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      Non-lucid
      Fragments

      Wrote my affirmation before bed in my dream journal: I remember and record my dreams upon waking.

      [I woke several times from about 3am onward. Several dreams woke me, but I moved, and like smoke, the dream vanished. I figured out that I had to say something to bring myself into a waking stating so that I could remember and write. A few other times, I simply fell back to sleep. ;P After a few times of waking and not remembering once I moved, I decided to speak aloud and mentally recall my affirmation.]

      1. A man I knew from High School was sitting on front porch steps with his Norwegian ex-wife and their daughter. She was very pretty - fair haired, light blue eyes, clear complexion. They were getting their picture taken and kept switching places.

      -back to sleep-

      2. [This one almost slipped away] Something about a guy. I was telling him to do something. I woke up and remembered what I told him and what we were doing - then I moved and forgot.

      -back to sleep-

      3. Seven Brides for Seven Brothers - an avalanche occurred and the eldest brother was taking the captured women back home. (I watched this movie the previous night.)

      back to sleep-

      4. Saw the Earth from space. Watched the Earth rotate. It was so beautiful and blue. Saw space...blackness.

      -back to sleep-

      5. I was in a hospital and I was giving an RN something (I knew as soon as I woke but as I moved to record this I forgot). She asked me, "Got anything new?" (Seriously? I give you a gift and you ask for something else?)

      -back to sleep-

      6. Someone [name was not even in my dream] on this forum was pointing to the dates in my older entries and saying, "Aren't you gonna have some new ones?" It was in a critical way.

      -------------------------

      Side note: I'm not sure if this is just how dream recall develops as it's been so long, or whether my affirmation needs tweaking? Because waking about every 20 minutes to half hour was really annoying!
    12. Flu shot

      by , 04-14-2012 at 03:20 AM
      Last night in a dream a thing popped up underneath the skin in my left arm between my elbow and shoulder, around the the middle of my arm, facing me.

      The thing was a thin rod.

      First I wondered if it was a blunt and very thick steel needle. But I looked away for a bit to tell someone about it and when I looked back it had, (painlesly) brocken through the skin and it was a thin brocken bone. I SUCKED on it trying to heal it and make it go away.

      In another dream, (last night) I was with mum.

      She had healthy, shiny, pageboy but wavy hair. She looked like she looked when she was alive and about 40. She was happy and healthy. We got on a bus.

      I wanted to buy 5 gifts for five friends. Mum was one of those 5 friends. She seemed to have a bit of a cold so I asked,

      "Mum, can I shout you a flu shot as a gift?".

      She gave it some thought and said in a little voice,

      "No, but I like Lemsip, Lemsip."

      I thought mum might be scared of needles and that's why she didn't want a gift of a flu shot. Lemsip is a pleasant cold and flu powder you put into hot water and sip.

      I woke at 9am this morning (New Moon) Saturday 21-April-2012.

      Wow it would be mums 77th birthday today. Mum died aged 45.

      I hardly ever remember dreams about mum these days. She looked like mum and she looked beautiful and healthy even though she had a bit of a cold.

      Oh, just remembered a bit more of dream.

      When mum, sitting to my left, on the bus, by the wimdow, (I was in the isle seat of the local bus) said she didn't want a flu shot as a gift but wanted Lemsip, I extended my left arm toward mum and pointed to where I got my last flu shot.

      I had a long sleeve over my arm and as I poked where I had my last flu shot it was a bit sore, like I had just had it. Even in the dream I found that interesting because I knew I had the shot a couple of months ago.

      I am recording this dream because last night I got an 'inkling' to do my specail dream incubation chant to find out what good thing will happen one year from to day.

      Then I realized it was one week since I did it. Then I wondered if I should do this once a week.

      Here is the chant I did as I fell asleep:

      Future Debra
      Give me a dream

      Make it
      Happy, Uplifting, and WOW!

      Make it about
      something
      happening

      Three-Sixty-Six
      Days from NOW.
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    13. Night of Friday 13th/Morning of Saturday 14th

      by , 04-14-2012 at 02:24 AM
      I don't remember much of last night's dreams, but what I do happened closer to waking.

      I dreamt that Tyrion Lannister was taking a host up through the Storm Lands of Westeros to fight a Baratheon host along the coast line. Sansa was by Tyrion's side and the host was made up of mostly men loyal to him alone eg. Lannister men and Hill Tribe warriors. However, instead of going to take the Storm Lands in the name of the king, the men, alongside a confused Sansa and a solemn Tyrion boarded boats headed for Essos. In a final confrontation Sansa asks Tyrion where they are going and Tyrion says there is no love for me in Westeros so I am leaving, you are free to chose where you go, either back to Joffery or with me away from here.

      This was a very different scene from what happened in canon. It also appeared as a TV show would.
      Categories
      dream fragment
    14. Something New

      by , 04-13-2012 at 09:45 PM
      This was first dream I can actually remember that I've had in days, likely due to all the weed brownies. The day leading up to this dream I ate a brownie and a half (I think?) and smoked some in the morning, but then in the evening was only drinking. That's probably why this dream was... the way it is.

      Something New [Non-Lucid]

      I was watching something, I have a vague feeling of it being South Park. There was also some talk about The Beatles going on, but just in the background somewhere. Whatever I was watching, it grew and took over my entire perspective, and I shifted into third-person. I was panning my view left over a wall, and everything started taking on deep hues of neon red with twists of golds and purples and some other colors to a lesser extent, and the world started flattening and becoming somewhat cartoonish in an ancient hieroglyphics type of way. Patterns were being drawn and morphing around on the wall, and eventually the wall opened up to reveal an enormous panoramic view of some house from the point of view of what appeared to be one of the living room corners. This created a very bizarre feel to the whole scene, it was simultaneously flat and curved. The panning stops when there's a door to another room directly in front of me. A woman walks through the door and the scenery around her starts rapidly shifting and morphing into various patterns in a sort of rapid-fire flow, and her appearance is frequently changing as well, and she occasionally phases through other objects in her surrounding. The background has taken on sort of a salvia-esque spin and the woman seems to be made of some strangely stacked cardboard-cut-out-like building blocks.... It's really hard to describe, but I saw people that looked to be made out of the same material a long time ago when I mixed diphenhydramine with psilocybin mushrooms. The whole environment is becoming incredibly unstable, and suddenly the scene ends.

      False Awakening - I'm driving down the service road of a highway in one of my old cars, and I just look around and for a moment think that that bizarre scene was something I was just thinking about, but then I remember how vividly I experienced it and it occurs to me that I must have been dreaming and now I'm awake. I tried typing up the dream, but then became concerned about the fact that I was apparently sleeping while driving.

      False Awakening - I wake up again, still in the car. Now I'm getting really concerned that I'm actually driving while asleep but I can't force myself to wake up. I still take time to try to type up my dream in my phone, but the time is really messing with me. It looks really wonky at first and then keeps changing around randomly. Of course, it doesn't tip me off to anything.

      False Awakening - This time I woke up in M's apartment, where I actually did spend the night after we finished drinking. Her big dog gets up and climbs on top of me in a really uncomfortable way and won't get off. I'm again trying to reach my phone to log the dream, but am unsuccessful.

      False Awakening - Once again, I woke up in M's apartment. She's already awake and tells me that she's late for work, she has to go "feed the whale". I get up too and tell her I need to go soon, so I probably won't be there when she gets back. After that, I woke up for real, and almost completely forgot the actual dream.

      Dream Fragment - This one I don't remember much of, but there was a big texting conversation going on between me, Linkzelda, M, M's boyfriend, N, M's previous boyfriend, and C. (Maybe some other people, too?) It's hard to remember now, but I'm pretty sure I saw part of this dream through my own perspective, part through M's perspective, and part in third-person. The only visual I can really remember now was that M's previous boyfriend was at his house wearing one of those cone-shaped birthday hats and there were balloons tied to a chair behind him.
    15. Luggage, Fair, Aquarium

      by , 04-13-2012 at 08:43 PM (Ophelia's Book O' Fun II)
      Me, my high school band director, and a middle eastern father were in the middle east somewhere, trying to find the guy's daughter. Apparently, there were these middle eastern guys that owned a shop that sold knock-of brand luggage. At the time, if someone in this country had the same first name as a fruit, they had to be punished. Like it was illegal. Or at least, the guys that owned the shop didn't like it. So the man's daughter was named after a fruit, and so were these twin boys. And one other person I believe. So the shop owners kidnapped them, stuffed them in a huge suitcase, and buried it in the sand behind the shop. They were alive though. So me and the dad and Mr Coulson went to go rescue them. The last thing I remember is sitting on a suitcase with Mr Coulson, trying to decide how we were going to do this exactly.

      I stayed up too late last night so my recall is kinda poop. I know I had other dreams. Oh yeah, there was the one where we all went to Scarborough Fair, but it was all wrong. The place had been redone, and didn't look Renaissancey anymore. And Danny was suddenly looking more like Carsten, and beeing all whiney because he didn't understand the concept of a ticket will-call booth. The place morphed into the Dallas World Aquarium, and I got delayed messing with some make-up, and ended up at the end of the aquarium going backwards, while the rest of the family was at the start, going forwards. When we met up at one point, we were all wtf.

      That's all I remember.
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment