dream fragment

I had been on a trip to Sweden with a couple of friends and was leaving. We were at the harbor, going to take a ferry. We had to go trough the toll separately, there were these small closed glass rooms where the officer went trough my luggage, just one bag. He spoke Swedish so I didn't understand exactly what he said, but I had a pretty good Idea. He tore a carton of milk in half and then handed me the lower half, with half of the milk still there.

I got out but both of my friends were held for a bit because they had dyed their hair, which was not okay. They were allowed to leave though. Then we were standing at the harbor waiting for the boat.

First dream in my DJ for a while.
It's very fragmented.
There's something about facebook and I wrote something that could suggest that I do drugs, however I don't, and because this was very not me, I guess that I started to realise I was dreaming. There's also something about my school being in a different location, and criminals have taken it over and I had no choice but to help them. The girl who used to appear in my dreams quite a bit was also in this/these dreams.

I am 24 years old now. I used to live in a mobile home when I was about 3. I ended up accidentally burning that trailer to the ground. Around the time I was 5 years old, I had a dream where I was in the mobile home that I burnt down. The interior walls of the mobile home looked like they had been burnt out. Part of the time I was looking at the mobile home from the air and there was NOTHING but the trailer. Jason, from the horror movies Friday the 13th, was chasing me around the house with a chainsaw in his hands while I ran away. That is all that I remember.

I was on the bank of a river and I had just gotten off a boat. I was trying to drive my car onto a boat dock, but the man working at the dock wouldn't let me. I then found myself walking the opposite way up the bank of the river. I came upon a tree and then I saw an African American male ghost wearing a plaid shirt and he had no legs. He was flying back and forth above the water and was explaining to me how ghosts can be killed. I remember him pointing to the crown of his skull on the left side of his head and he said something like, "This is the only spot you can hit a ghost on the head and kill them". That is all that I remember from that dream.

"Time Warp" Jan 1st 2012

There was a knock at Ryan's door. I went outside then i heard myself from inside the house. I hid then realized I could zip away or time travel. I figured out how to astral project myself into other dimensions. This was key to the next epic dream which was like living another life. When I was aware of this I committed your to dream memory, it was in the future. Beyond 2012 and my brother was going to be trapped in a time warp so I had to save him. I used my special powers to become invisible and I ap'd across a road covered in ice that sensed or human energy. They could not sense me unless I was in front of them and touching the ice. These men in yellow astronaut like suits with helmets etc. they may have thought I was an alien because I was invisible or maybe they knew who I was.

There was a huge collapse of a football stadium just like a movie. That may have been earlier, then there was an attack like an unseen force of destruction. Aliens? I remember how I used the cellphone as w a way to warp, but I'm not sure if those were tapped.

I think I may have been caught or rode in a "police" vehicle. They drove hover cars that were Circular with rubber legs or something and could sense life. The whole area was dead and humanity was being wiped out like in a time warp and controlled or I fear channeled to other bodies ?


"Glitch" Feb. 9 2009

Last Night: I am in bed, and then I am being awakened. I am conscious and choose my escape method. I feel the force of spinning in my body, and slip out then the Shadow begins poking me::In the ribs, back, thigh, stomach, arms, anywhere it hurts me and I continue avoiding the pain and knowing I cannot just 'let' it torture me because it obviously 'wants' me to struggle, so masochistic. I know there are four anonymous demon names which I am not aware of, although I know there are four demon names before me....and I am then suddenly under my bed on the floor- I feel the cold wooden floor against my skin and I am laying with my side and face on the floor, I am UNDER the bed...it was so real and terrifying....the poking and pinching begins again and I begin calling out 'Aaaah Aahh' sometimes I can hear it, and it's like I am moaning through the parallel astral dimensions. I wake up and think, although that was horrible I think I can experience worse....

The Night Before: I am once again boarding the plane and then the plane takes off, then I am waiting to board, then I am traveling in air, next to people. There are companions. It's just non-stop boarding then getting off...and then on. I am climbing through a tall building that is never-ending with secret rooms- this large building is a metaphor for a Magical Asylum. It has rooms for memories of people that passed and people being born. My mother has a room with paintings of her children and who she wanted us to be....

The Magical Asylum and The Airplane metaphor is a dream I have been having almost nightly, getting on a plane and traveling...and then this stupid crazy Magical Asylum in a dark city at night. I am trapped, it's like a life or death...like they are trying to make us Immortal and crazy or something and I keep trying to escape and make friends with the patients then like, I escape and become a con artist or I steal things from the Asylum....or tell their secrets like a spy it's very fun those dreams but the neverending rooms like dreams are overwhelming and make me dizzy. I also have dreams about boarding schools, of course, magical boarding schools with a Witch as the Headmistress and yeah...those dreams are hard to remember when I wake up.

"Little Brother" DEC 14 2010

My recent dream was very different than usual dreams. I was with my younger brother, who is usually very mature and articulate. In this dream it was like he was a really young boy, like nine or so, and kind of vulnerable. His vulnerability just showed. I was with him on the shore with a crowd of people, once again it was in a tropical climate and then I told some people, maybe parents or caretakers that we were venturing toward the shore to see the waves. I was with him, and suddenly the waves rushed in and people were panicking. I quickly took control and became the mother of my brother, I told him to hurry back from the water just before it started to flood. Then this person, I think it was my dad character, said to take my brother and flee because it was crowded, and we needed to get away before the floods got to us. We were walking along the road in the dark. The further we moved away from the sea the more I became the mother. But then, suddenly I became possessive. I had him in really nice clothes and he was with me, but everything was up to my "vision" of him and how much I loved him, while putting my interests first. I remember I took him with me, and him being kind of incoherently innocent, smiled as we enjoyed a rich people's party. I was dressed in designer clothes and acting wealthy and superior.

And i wanted him to look wealthy to project both of our worth. I've never been this way in real life but it made me analyze the issue of parenthood and possessiveness. Also, I think the ocean may have an emotional level for how much I care about my brother...and with my mom not being stable right now I do feel protective of him while not feeling like I can truly protect him. And with my mom sick, it's even harder. He's becoming an adult, so this is even stranger to me that I should dream of him being so little. Of course, the worst part was I think during the end my self got so consumed in escapism that I lost sight of him and ended up in my own world and he was left behind. I don't know, I never cared about someone as much as my brother. I know he cares about me a lot too, and it's hard to express how much you love someone when it's family sometimes, because you're with them all the time. I still live at home aside from college, and he's going to college next year.

Overall it was a really deep and revealing dream, but on so many levels the part about me in this over-protective possessive role while it seemed to feel good as the "mother" I retrospectively think of it as entirely wrong. I have wondered sometimes if my mother became this way too...or if it's common under stress or normal circumstances. I also think I've always wanted him to think of me as a role model, and I've felt I let him down sometimes. Feeling like I want to protect my younger brother, as I always have, it's tough when he's growing up and I worry about him. He's so rebellious and craving independence, and I'm just someone who cares about him. But deep down, isn't caring better than being protective? Even if that boy in the dream wasn't like him, I've had another dream that scared me to the core. I called my brother and his voice was creepily childish and confused, and my first thought was "he's in trouble, it's not him"

I wonder sometimes, it's like I have all these dreams of his childhood self when I was struggling, images of him crying when I looked into a mirror at my face, I see his face instead. What are my dreams telling me? That I need to be a better sister?

"Gangsta" 2009
I remember it much like snapshots of different moments. In the beginning I was on a mission. Then I was watching a video that was made for me by two men, who were dressed in dark hoodies. It was them talking about how they loved me, but I wasn't sure I should love them because they were gangsters. Then I was at a young man's house, who trying to get me alcohol and to drink alcohol despite I was talking to my dad, who was laying on the couch dreaming. I remember the government found out I did something illegal, maybe I fell in love. Then I was in a garage type place and this rich man who traveled a lot said he had been looking for me, and that I couldn't get away from him. He started firing at me and I dodged all the bullets then I ran, and I got on a train and ended up where no one could find me, not even my family. I was walking through a downtown area in a black coat looking up at the architecture, there was probably a fountain and it was fall or winter. I had a feeling I would meet someone, that I would still fulfill my mission despite that I had left everything behind, it was a new life.

"Ascension" 2009 October

I am on a subway. The train screeches. I'm with people, we're underground. I make it to the bottom, there must've been an elevator. I take the stairs to the top. I'm in my house, a man is with me on the porch who tries to attack me. Then he shifts and evolves into a friend. He wanted to tell me the secret truth.
I'm in a spaceship with horrible people doing horrible things to me. I keep coming back to a 'game' where I'm a baby being fed bad food and sung aweful lullabies to grow into a slave. I write a letter to the heavens, and tell them what I know of this. That I don't understand why I am being put through the game and what I truly want. I'm with two people, a man and a woman. The man thinks I'm his slave. The man tells me something, the woman is suspending herself. I make a better impression on them, the man thinks he is like God?
I'm in a space station type place. There's a sick boy with me. I've been given pills in the shape of the solar system. A nurse comes into my bedroom and I feel upset about this. A girl is sitting in my bed and she is talking about the aliens. I tell her they are real, it's just a matter of perspective. I see a tirangle spaceship and think about another dream about the triangle spaceship, desert, and mars.

I'm on a huge spaceship and we're looking out into space. A chinese man and a wise scientist. One of them throws open the space door. They hold onto the sides, 'what are you doing?' a man asks. He says 'I'm liberating them'. We decide to let go and are sucked into the stars then spit out on the otherside. But it's not what the boy thought it would be. He reminds me of someone. Then I'm hovering above a spaceship that's on a planet, and it's making 'spew spew spew' noises and I hear a rock music song.
I am strong when I face the attacker, I wrestle him and my dad yells at him 'what are you doing?' he says I came to tell her the truth. There was a contract you signed that you werent meant to into slavery. The system brought him there. Then he realized he was supposed to be my friend and became nice. So much happened within this and it was all so vivid and surreal, like the most craziest dream I've ever had. It may have flowed in sequence but not when I woke up. It was definitely centered around ascension.

This dream was interesting and futuristic like many of my dreams. I plan on posting my most memorable ones periodically.

March 29, 2011

"All you need is a foreign tour guide, and this guide will take you through the map of dreams--to any parallel earth in time."

We were in a room I had been before, fleeting glimpses of past and future swirled around with magical glimpses of surreal and primal wants.

I walked along a city, there were tall highways that reached up into the sky.

I entered this large building in France. Perhaps in Paris, France. "How did you get in here?" Someone asked me. I told them I had a tour guide.

The place was a giant museum...basically, an empty chamber with towering walls of black marble, etched into the marble was locations, names, identities. Something about it was mystical, mythical, unsettling. They were busy, people rushed through but I was in awe of the names. I knew I had to look at them. They looked like the names of vets of a war too, like in DC.

There was more, but I don't remember it all.

Then I had an intensely sexual run in with someone, that stayed with me.

So this girl asked me how I got there, and I told her because I couldn't help it I was so excited...she was younger, and she asked how she could get a foreign tour guide so she could travel between realms as well.

The oddest thing about the dream was that I had a gut feeling I was dreaming. But what made me mad to them was that I thought it was a dream! This happens a lot in my dreams, dream people think I'm crazy when I realize or tell them I'm dreaming. I didn't tell anyone it was a dream, but I knew.

Then I heard, finally, "That's it. We're going in and getting her out." She sounded and looked like Hillary Clinton.

Suddenly I was pulled like through a tunnel, I saw men in black and they started chasing me. I jumped and had a fleeting glimpse of the room and bed as if it was just another fleeting dream. Then I woke up with a jolt realizing, wait--no this was my true reality.

I can only describe this in limited detail, if I could make a movie of those fleeting glimpses with a good budget---it would be awe inspiring. My dreams are like films, lucid, colorful full of light and beauty as well as sound and motion.

Fragment
I remember having super powers and being in a place like Deus Ex Machina. I was on a platform of some kind and I had accidently killed someone due to my powers. I couldn't control them OK?. Some guy told me that I shouldn't have killed that person and should try and control my powers.

Because so many people report that they got their first lucid dream while taking a nap, I decided to try that route today. I started by taking about a half hour to do some induction work—progressive relaxation, primary center stimulation, binaurals, etc.—and then listened to William Buhlman’s chakra guided meditation. Noticed going into the meditation room that this was at 3:59 pm. But I only got as far as Bill asking me to envision the root chakra when apparently I dozed off.

I didn’t know until I got to a point in a dream where I was going back to my car. By the car on the trunk side, a young man and woman I didn’t know where talking. When they saw me coming, the young woman pressed herself onto the closed trunk so I would have more room to pass, which was silly; better to have moved out of the way altogether, of course. Rather than participate in that, I walked about the front of the car and let myself in with my key.

Once I was seated, I realized the driver’s side window had an enormous crack in it. I ran my finger along the crack, which revealed the whole window was now loose in its frame. My car must have been broken into! In that same instant, I noticed the radio was playing and the cognitive dissonance of it all made me feel something like an electric shock. Simultaneously I remembered that it was all okay, this wasn’t my real car—and I think I must have been on the verge of realizing this was a dream car. My body began coursing with energy. But instead of going lucid, I began to see a familiar set of images that I associate with hypnogogia, in which I’m seeing something like an Persian carpet except that the patterns are actively moving across my field of vision.

Unfortunately at that point I had become aware of my body again, and the whole experience just evaporated. I looked at the clock and it was 4:51, so I’d been snoozing for nearly an hour when this happened. This may not seem like much, but I’m really glad for it; in three months of trying to have a lucid dream, this is the closest I’ve come. I figure I was either semi-lucid, or lucid for just a couple of seconds.

Self Esteem

We were skating around some strange place with my friends. There has been a giant recent loss in self esteem for some reason in the whole world. Me and the guys decide to hang out in someone's house which I remember as being pretty well furnished. Since I was the most confident in the group, I had to go get the snacks. Everything is kinda dirty on the way out, I arrive at this guys store. He's a fat middle euro guy behind a glass kind of shield. Asks me what I want and the first thing that I ask for doesn't need to be paid for so then he spends a long time complaining about how I never pay for anything but then I remember that I have to get snacks so I get a shit ton of candy bars and two giant bags of mini resee's and then I poke fun at him "I never buy anything?" we joke and laugh and on the tv a news story comes on about the crisis in the world's loss of self esteem. I found it upon myself that I had to be a hero for the world and have more self esteem than everyone else and somehow save the day.

Rock Fights and Boarding

Was with my mom outside what kinda reminded me of a place near my house. she gets really mad at me so I have to follow her to figure it out. I get on my knees slowly and try to explain my recent anger. She silently brings me on this double decker coach bus which was the local transit in the dream the bus drive is mad at us fr talking forever but the new money system was hard to figure out. the door finally goes through and we go to the mall which is much more grandiose and modern looking than it already is. She walks me to rainforest cafe, all the time I was asking, with no reply what she as doing. So I guess we're gonna have a talk here. Some reason I leave, find the car and drive it back to another neighborhood. I go back to my house, which now i so a really steep hill. There is a strange knife fighting asian guy who wants to kill me. We fight for a while, swing our knives at each other, dealing out heavy blows. I have a "hunting rock" which I know with three good blows to the head will kill hi. Instead I keep aiming for his ribs...i don't want to kill him. I've hit him twice on the head and multiple times in the ribs. I hit him again in the ribs and can hear his ribs crack. He chokes up blood and goes limp. I back up a little and he jumps out. He was only pretending. He comes at me and something in my mind changes the dream is flickering and I was half waking up. I realized that I was dreaming and became lucid. Something about this lucidity was really weird though. The dream was still flickering and fading and I was still slightly waking up but I didn't try to stabilize the dream. He hit me over the head with something and I acknowledged the pain and then ignored it. I give him one more great hit in the ribs. he's done. I think his father was around to pick him up and go. I forget it's a dream...I get out of the house and the down hill looks really good as a long-boading thing. The hill is really traffic-y and cars are going down really fast in waves toward this tol booth thing. I see that my longboard is down there leaning on a tree, when I get back there I realize tha I left something up at the house, I start walking back tot he house but decide I don't need it, look back and my longboard is gone. I freak out for a long time but then my mom drives by and gives me a backpack with my longboard. its some move of reconciliation from an earlier fight. I go down the hill boarding

Herpes

. I'm with this one black girl that I've met, kinda chunky but I'm still diggin her. We back into an alley way get out of the car and into this door. We were in there for a long time and through a window I can see my car. While we're talking I see that a bunch of cars are trying to pass mine but they just stop. They're trying to pass it on both sides but my car is blocking them. I forget it and start making out with the girl in her room (which is a replica of my room). We really start going at it and were both shirtless and kissing all over. Before I take off her underwear I ask if she has herpes and she barely answers and I assume she does and I ask if she's having an outbreak, she says yes pulls down her pants and shows me it. I say I can't do it and go to get dressed. She's noticeably frustrated and angry as I walk around the room and pick up my clothes and put them on. She pulls up her pants while lying on the bed being all pissy. It was weird because there was one second where I looked at her and she was 10 times hotter than before, then it was back to normal. She wasn't ugly, just average. I go outside of the room and see that my car windows have been smashed and the whole car was stripped and pushed to the side so that people could get through. The car weakly starts on the second try but can't stay in park and the emergency break barely works. As I get back out of the car and then back into the house, I can hear her frustrated screams from inside "I get half way 3 times a week but I can't get fucked!!?" I cautiously go back inside telling her about my car and she's mad at me and tells me she can't deal with it now. I accidentally go into another room (which would've been my mom's room) but it was where her dad was sleeping. Also, I could hear one of her parents with the tv on the whole time before this but that was no big deal. The dad, with messy covers drawn over him in the dim room looks at me and says "oh its you, the [something wispy like smoke I think]" I say I am not one of those and try to head back to my car, I want to turn back and say that I lived here before they did but I don't...

Not much of a recall night, last night, but I do remember this little fragment.
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18/1/12
I am on a cruise ship with the family [again with the family!] and we have this tiny, but full-grown, ape of about 5 inches in height. It's so cool, constantly climbing on us and swinging around the boat - but that's all I remember of it.

Later on my dad orders two waters from the bar, and explains to the barmaid the best way to do it. He asks for two cylindrically-shaped lemons and ice which as been scraped off a larger block with a knife. Tasted fucking fantastic.

Fragment
It was more of a hypnagogic image. I was standing on the bus in Battle Royale. We were on the way to the island to take part in The Program. I could hear people on the bus chattering but thats all.

Had a very good nights sleep but with very little memories. Woke before the alarm, not in the middle of a dream. When thinking about it before getting up, a couple of things did return to me.

Scene 1

I'm in a car and my brother is driving. I have the fealing I've done this route a few times lately, and remember how it goes. My brother doesn't know the way and I start giving him directions. I don't drive so even though I know the direction to go, we end up almost going the wrong way on a one way street. At some point I think there should be a road but don't see one, and it appears.

Scene 2

I'm piloting an airship along a road in a city, there are buildings on both sides. The steering is pretty simple, but it responds more strongly than I would expect. At some point I try to gain a bit more altitude, not to hit traffic lights, but the airship rises a bit above the rooftops.

Chapstick makers (FRAG)

was part of chap stick maker
killed tons of animals
had animals tested on
had tons of strange drugs around make from animals and stuff
the butcher house was giant silo with blood dripping out the top
one time i see a drug that looks weird scary
one of my friends does it
i walk up behind them
inhale
can't stand, fall laughing
vision fragments into odd pixels
friend passes me and hits me on the back of the head

Dream 1
I was just in a huge building fighting from room to room to get to the top floor. I think I was with someone. There were loads of "contestants" playing as I moved from room to room. We had guns and all kinds of weapons I think there was a time limit, I got to a stage where soldiers tried to barricade the path so I went through another room and fought to the top floor and then the roof.

I saw two soldiers one black one white. They were just lying there, I kicked them down the roof and absailed to to ground. I won.

I did it again but this time I rushed through it really fast, so fast that the soldiers that were on the top floor before didn't get there in time. I won again.

The third time I raced through it but there were 2 other people on the roof. We absailed down as I watched the dream as if it was a video game cutscene. I absailed and right behind me was another "contestant" and when the final guy came down. He was holding the end of the rope and we plummeted to the ground. It was pretty funny though.

Dream 2
I was walking around college. I came to a huge opening and started thinking of how Ultimate Marvel was better than Regular Marvel and the colours were usually brighter. As I thought that the college started to glow. I relaxed, I leaned on nothing I was more or less floating, the calm before a storm. Then all the students had weapons and were walking around killing each other just like Battle Royale.

I tried to dodge people but the strange thing was that not everyone was "playing" most of them were just walking around. Once again the college looked different there was an East wall with a dip in it like it was for a statue or something. I came to some scanners and then people started playing.

We had readers on our arms just beneath our shoulders and if you shot that you would kill the other "player". There was a girl I know in the role of "Mad" Souma, she offered oral sex for survival. I obliged I didn't want to but I was put in the role of Tadakatsu Hagami.

"Always a need for release."

Fragments
I saw Thundercracker transform and saw him land on his foot.

I was talking about Andre Villas-Boas with my friends. I couldn't pronounc ehis name right.

I was tired and overslept, the memories of early morning are mostly gone. I woke up a couple of times during the night to go trough the dreams I'd had, and those I remember a bit better.


First.

I was in a garage hall, a large one, there was at least one bus there. The place was closing but I didn't leave, I went to another room, maybe downstairs. There was an enlightened master, kind of a Yoda type character, fairly short. He tried to teach me some tricks, controlling what seemed reality with my mind. I don't remember the conversation but there was a Star Wars reference, apparently I'm not the only one, there is another one.

The master then had a large bowl and a weaved basket. "An empty bowl, an empty basket," he said, took water into the bowl and poured it into the basket, the water of course went trough. "What are you trying to catch?" "Fish," I said. "Fish!" the master exclaimed and started laughing.

I guess it wasn't apparent to me but this clearly seems to be a reference to Dao De Jing. There is also something very Zen-like in how it was represented.

I left the room, went trough the garage hall that was still closing. I was running on a road and noticed a woman running behind me. I tried to run faster, and she kept pace. I started really running and then jumped and started flying. She said something about me being able to fly and followed, also flying.


Second.

There was a flat, some of my old family was there, probably one of them owned the place. My brother was making food. There was a balcony that had been folded away for the winter, kind of like a folded bed, but the support structures were still there. I balanced on the supports and got a bit scared when I noticed it was the top floor. I climbed the supports down to the ground. It was not frozen yet. I climbed back up and helped with the food.


Third.

There was a party. Something happened before I arrived, but I don't remember. Someone complained about the restaurant opening so late on, it was a midday on a Sunday and other restaurant were already closing. I went to a hall with food on a table. I took a drink and saw a woman put sugar in hers with chopsticks. I took two spoon to use as chopsticks but couldn't find the sugar, maybe the woman had brought her own. I took some rice and there were some sauces. It didn't look especially good or filling, so I took some more rice.