dream fragment

Non lucid fragments:

1. Katie had pictures of her from her old job where she owned a bakery that failed miserably. And I told her that the reason she's always kept her weight down was because she was so spastic all the time.
2. Chris and I were putting up xmas decorations all over this town that was covered in snow. Everything was so sparkly and snowflakey and Christmasy and glittery. The tree was the best. It was tall and completely silver. With a star made of diamonds.
3. I had one of those little vacuum things that runs around the floor by itself, cleaning the floor. It looked like a tea kettle. It accidentally sucked up some bacon grease so I had to clean it out. Icky.
4. Something with The Smurfs.

So... my dreams of the titanic returned,again not surprising!
However the only parts that I remember are the deck,railings and being stood next to a lifeboat. The only other aspect of interest was that looking at the moon, it suddenly split in two,gained a face and began to sing,not unlike the moon in the film Moulin Rouge. I woke around 6 this morning remembering everything but not wanting to get up and write things down soo..i resolve to keep a journal next to my bed from now on!I know my dream was semi-lucid,although the memory of it has now been wiped!

Ah! Finally some time to catalog the last few nights dreams. I stayed up working and fell asleep in my street clothes I was in and out of consciousness for the earlier dreams, trying to gather the resolve to get up and actually get ready for bed. However it never came, :3_ so some parts are difficult to order correctly and there was a persisting sense of disorientation throughout. It's long but if you read nothing else of this, please read dreams 5 and 6 and comment on what you think.

April 13th, 2012

Dream 1:

I'm outside in this open park-like area [on the outskirts of a forest]. My dad and [apparently] one of my friend's dad {idr who} is there. It's day time [maybe sunny(?)] and the flat ground of the clearing is covered in short, light-green grass. Fully leaved trees are scattered about the area, their shade forming pools around their trunks {so I guess it was around noon}. I look around on the ground and see these navy-blue berries (slightly smaller and rounder than actual blue berries) pepper the the grass a few feet away from me. I'm bare foot and for some reason in a bit of discomfort from what I feel below my feet. It's feels like a multitude of small pointed things, similar to walking on a pile of twigs. I survey the earth more immediately around me. There are a few small twigs here and there but none directly underneath me. I then wonder if fire ants are the cause and again check the ground, this time with more care and alarm. A few black ants, a shade close to the navy-blue of the berries, march unorganized a few feet away. Now I'm really confused..



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Dream 2:

I'm in a car with my brother and a younger light-brown haired girl {I might know her in real life, but again I'm uncertain}. I'm on the passenger side. We pull over to the right side curb and stop at the girl's mail box. I reach my right hand out through the window and open the box for her. The head of the mailbox is the traditional half cylinder shape but its inside is anything but one would call traditional. It's a full panel of numbered buttons. She recites a long string of numbers for me to enter, "[628...--]", but I tell her to wait and that it's probably best if I weren't the one doing this because I don't want to set of her house's security alarm. She agrees. [We pull into drive way (?)}..

Day [3]:

{This dream's the fuzziest} This woman suggests to her boyfriend/husband that they should go "to their cabin in the woods". This Immediately triggers a connection to the recent, and very much unoriginal, movie title "The Cabin in the Woods" {I saw a brief glimpse of the trailer on youtube I believe}. It's vague but I know afterward the couple, and whatever company they bring, inevitably are chased down by psychos who torture/kill them etc. {essentially was just like "The Strangers", creepy masks, fall setting and everything}...





Dream [4]:

{This is another hazy part. I'm not quite sure, but I was an observer most of this} There are these people probably between 19 and their early 20s.They're looking to make a Paranormal Activity 4. Apparently, in all the movies prior in this series, the cast actually died as a result of the paranormal activity they tried to record on film. Of course at this point I'm thinking: "Okay now folks,..people DIED doing this and despite knowing this information..you do it anyway???" {I feel like if that really happened in RL, people would do what these guys were trying to anyway. Oh, humanity, common sense is no longer common } A young woman in the group tells one of the guys "that graveyard actually is haunted", as if it were local, and then continues to tell enthusiastically some experience she had there. This comment then makes me think back to a show I recently watched on psychics. A teenage boy said that he always sees this shadow man whenever he walks by a certain local graveyard and it makes his stomach hurt immensely..

Dream 5:

{Pretty sure this was a direct result of the last dream..} I'm in a living room similar to that of my old house. I'm sitting on the off-white carpet [with my legs folded under me]. My brother and our close friend, M, [and maybe another one of my best mates] are there sitting on either one of the couches or on the floor as well. My family's old, short wooden coffee table is to my left. It's half boxed in by our old love seat, long couch and single-seater couch just as they were in my prior home except the table is pushed out further away from the couches and closer to the TV. A fluffy husky-looking puppy is in the room with us. His fur is black and white. [I was just petting/playing with him] before all of a sudden the puppy starts acting strange, as if terrified, ducking under the table onto its bottom panel. He turns over on his back and starts seizing and whimpering, showing his white chest and curled white paws. I know something we can't see has a hold of him. Something dark and paranormal. I'm unsure of what to do, it's just so awful. I reach out for him saying, "It's alright, buddy..", but he jerks away, off the corner of the under panel and onto the carpet. He continues to squirm side to side crying. M and my brother are talking in urgent words, their voices overlapping in the chaos. I look behind me to see a large flat screen TV. It's displaying an all white back ground with some text in the middle of it, like a TV show title. I pay no attention to this because I'm focusing on what looks like blacker-than-night smoke, drifting out of screen view at the top right corner. I turn back to my companions and say "[I think] it's leaving". It seems whatever was attacking the dog released its grip. The small creature remains on his back but appears to be recovering. I, however, feel this overwhelmingly powerful and dark presence (very difficult to describe). I feel something start in my chest that forces its way upwards until it reaches my mouth in less than a second. I rock forward emitting resonating and blood scream. {It felt like what I can only describe as insanity..}



Dream 6:

[I wake, walk out of my room] and then slowly make my way down the hallway, dazed and still a bit disturbed. I then hear something from my right. It's a scream. It's human but unearthly. It sounds like several screams in one echoing cry. It startles me. I then hear a second scream, putting me in a state of sheer terror. I think "Oh no!! I must have fully awakened my psychic abilities and now I'm going to see dead people and life is gonna suck and--
but wait, what if I didn't wake up? What it I'm dreaming? I'm totally dreaming!". As I grab the stair case banister post and sling shot myself around to the top of the steps, I look up at the mirror directly across from me in the hall way. I think I see myself in it, but in the confused panic I can't make much sense of the blurry, dark grey figure in it. Everything's a shade of grey, not black and white, but as if it's daytime and what little light shining in from outside comes through insidiously dark storm clouds. All I can think now is "Get outside. Just get outside. Get to the front door!". I rush down the flight of stairs and fling the front door open. [Quickly closing the door behind me], I'm looking down when I take my first step onto the porch and ,at which point, I promptly close my eyes and think "Make it Fall. Wait, no! Summer!". I accidentally open my eyes as I'm rushing down the porch steps. I see grey skies and grass melancholy with patches of dead earth. I quickly close my eyes again and in a last ditch effort think "Blue skies! Happy!" but nothing changes.
I then see a mini-van in the driveway. My brother's in the driver seat. I see one of my best childhood friends, Marry, {whom I haven't talked to in years unfortunately} sitting in the back on the passenger side. My new train of logic at this point: "if my brother can't see me, then I'm dreaming. If he can, I'm awake and I'm suddenly hearing dead people". I go up to the drive side window. I wave my arms and scream his name several times, but he seems to be looking through me. He then, however, greets me as if he'd been spacing out momentarily and I let out a dramatic, "NOOOOooOOoOo!!", almost dropping to my knees {this makes me doubt my lucidity}. I then see Mary get out of the sliding door of the van and when she walks its front to the side I'm on, she's suddenly my friend M from Dream 4. I'm beyond confused and disorientated...

I had 2 Torpedo ales, a bottle of merlot, and 2 benadryl pills last night so I would be guaranteed some sleep.

It worked. Alas, no recall. There was a dream fragment that was from the last few days where I couldn't find a chef coat in the right size.

Just a short one here,
I meet with,"Melissa Harris Perry!!" She admired the great pictures I took of her!!!!

Later, I'm at a gas station. The prices dropped dramatically to $0.99 per gallon regular!!!!!

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?

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!

Non-lucid fragment

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

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

...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!

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.