dream fragment

I was stirred out of sleep this morning by my roommate doing dishes at 6:30 in the morning... Extremely unappreciative of this rude awakening, I got out of bed and turned to a Terence Mckenna video to settle me down. After realizing that I wasn't going to get easily back into sleep, I decided that now would be a good time to try to get lucid.. so I proceeded to attemt wake back to bed, which I think I intuitively mixed with MILD, because I ended up visuallizing what I wanted to get into.

I must say that I worked out fairly well. Once I was in the dream, that didn't really come on like an offically defined WILD because I didn't get any audio or visual effects as I entered the dream. It was more of a haze, and I was in the dream without realizing it. So when in the dream I became aware of myself and to check it, I looked down at my hand to see if my reality check would have changed, and it did as in my first lucid experience... mathy equations and drawings that I didn't pay too much attention to. As I checked my hand, which would usually have to word dream written on it, I felt like I wasn't' completely in control. Everything I did was more intuitive than controlled. But it still felt lucid, though blurry and unclear.

So my second lucid dream was nothing really that impressive to me. Before I had been in the dream I visualized being at the beach. And so that's where I ended up! One I did my reality check I noticed that this TA for my geography class was there, and it was my intention to go over to him, but I just acknowledged him really and turned around looking for something exciting to do. The best I could come up with was flying so I took off, unafraid and went soaring through the clouds. And here is where I lost this one...

The second part of this lucid experience was what I would consider as my third lucid dream. But really I can't remember the bulk of it. I went to do a second reality check and that my memory just lost the rest. It's a couple hours since I woke up so it just dissolved along with the other dreams I fell into afterwards.

I look our the window and there is a bootsale. My mother and little sister tell me to come out, but I am in my pajamas. They tell me to come out anyway.

I am playing hide and seek on a team. We are in a maze, competing against troll-like monsters for P.E. Mad-eye Moody is our teacher. Our form tutor is busy so Mad-Eye took over. He tells us tactics for playing against the monsters in the cave mazes, because we were all being wimps and were only playing in the fields. He tells us to stick in pairs, and dig ditches to catch the monsters in.

I am in some kind of tournament. I am fighting a boy, and can't bring myself to kill him so I force him to surrender by holding a knife to his throat. I win. For the next round, me and the other girls pick boys to fight, to receive corresponding bracelets as prizes.
I don't choose and instead walk around with one of the opposing boys. I insult him, accidentally by calling him a girl, and he does something weird to me, casting a spell or something of the sort.

Next thing, I am in school toilets. I look in the mirror. My hair is in a crown up-do and I have eyes that look like yellow illusion/miracle beads. I pass this off as the result of what the boy had done to me earlier, and I move on.


Me and my sister are outside Tescos, and are sitting by a massive ditch filled with stinging nettles. Someone on the other side of he ditch tries to get my attention, but we are separated by the nettles.
End.

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I have moved back to my old house in Worcester. Everything is in shades of grey, and the house is mouldy and damp. It is my birthday, yet the atmosphere is crushingly depressing.

I have moved to a new school. The secretary and headteacher are nasty and take advantage of the girls. Everything around me is grey and a little blurry.

Next I am at the beach; grey waves crashing onto grey beaches with grey overcast clouds up ahead and a chill breeze. I am listening to music with some other girls as an escape. We are on the internet as we can only find internet signal on the beach

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I am in a supermarket, running around and performing stunts. I see Georgia and her mum shopping. The frozen foods are in a pit under floor level. Her mum is very friendly and gives me directions.

DJ Log: December 15, 2011 – 6:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am browsing through some boxes of records at a small record store in the mall. I find a couple of 5-LP sets that I like so I carry then over to the counter and pick up a shopping basket. Near the counter, the sales guy is in an argument with two guys about messing up his display. It looks like they may have knocked over a shelf, as there are CDs all over the floor.

I go back to the record display and dig around a bit more. I pick up a Kruder and Dorfmeister record sleeve and look inside to see that there is actually a CD in there. I quickly put it back on the shelf, then I notice that there are other boxes of records under the display that are quite disorganized. I sit down on the floor and dig through one of the boxes. While digging, one of the employees comes up to me and asks, “Can I help you find anything?” I reply, “I'm just browsing around. Thanks.” I pick up a box of 7” records to find another box under it. They kind of look like 78's, but they are only about 4” (10cm) in diameter. The employee sees me looking at these and asks, “Would you like to play any of those? There is a special player.”

He walks into the back room, then returns with a large, heavy box. He pulls out what looks like a record player without the platen on it. He plugs it in and turns it on. The shaft in the center starts to spin and he tells me to stick one of those small records on there. I look back at the box of small records, and they have all turned into wooden disks which are half-spherical in shape, perhaps like a half of a coconut shell, with a metal ring in the center which has some serrated edges on it. I pick one up and look at it strangely, then look at this player which he brought out. He says, “Just put it on and it will play.” I place one of these things on the spindle and it spins a half turn, then flops over to the side and makes a nasty scraping sound. Being disappointed with the sound, I pick up the wooden thing and put it back in the box. I tell the guy, “I'll just stick with the regular records, thanks.”

I walk away, then see a couple other people looking through some records on a table. The table is inside an aluminum and glass box which looks like a large phone booth, or perhaps a bus stop shelter. As soon as I get inside the box, the door closes behind me. A young Asian girl looks through the glass and says, “auto wash.” I try to open the door, but it is locked from the outside. Suddenly, water starts spraying all over me as if I am inside a dishwasher. I pull my phone out of my pocket and it shorts out and smokes a bit, then I drop it on the floor. I step back and try to bully my way through the door, but it won't budge. I turn around and run into the glass as hard as I can, and find myself laying on the floor outside the box.

I stand up and notice that I have immediately dried off. I look up and two guys are giving me a weird look. I look back at my clothes, then lift my arms and look at my hands. Becoming a bit suspicious, I look back at the guys and they have a terrified look on their face. I look at my hands again and become lucid. I look back at the two guys and they are stepping backwards, staring at me with terrified looks on their faces. I take a step toward them and say, “You can't fool me, I'm fucking dreaming. You missed your chance to prove otherwise.” I jump up and down and say, “Look ma, I'm fucking dreaming! Yay! Ain't this cool?”

Becoming bored with this scene, I decide to fly out through the wall and see what's on the other side. I levitate off the ground and those two guys run away as fast as they can. I look at the curtain covering a window and say, “This looks like a good spot.” I fly into the window and pass through without resistance. On the other side is the main corridor of the shopping mall. I continue flying and pass through the next wall which leads out to the street.

Once outside, I stop flying and settle onto the ground. I walk along for a bit, watching as everyone stops whatever they're doing, looks at me with a startled look, then scatters like roaches. Once I get around the corner, the DCs are not reacting as strangely. I walk along for a bit and enter a train station. The lines at the counter are long, so I reach into my pocket and summon a ticket. I pull out a ticket that says, ”Free ride anywhere you want” and then I proceed through the building and out into the terminal.

When I enter the terminal, I spot Oneironaut Zero standing near a light pole with a couple other guys. O is wearing a rainbow hat just like mine. I walk up to him and say, “I love that hat!” He laughs a bit, then continues talking with the other guys, so I start to walk away. As I turn, He says, “Hey, Jim. Sorry, I was deep in thought. You might want to watch this.” I turn around and walk back up to him to see that one of the other guys is lighting up a bowl. The guy takes a hit, then passes it to me. I fire it up, then suddenly wake up.

I remember playing against some kid in Marvel vs. Capcom and losing! I had Spider-man and Captain Commando...but both of my characters were different. Like a 2099 version of themselves. Anyway....I tried selecting some other characters and noticed the roster was full of random cats I saw.

I also remember getting a haircut, at the barbershop. I had a hard time scraping together enough money for it. Then I was walking along the beach but it was crazy. It was like I could see directly into reefs and all the life swimming in it. What makes it odder is the mother from Two and a Half Men was there. There was this one fish that was almost completely flat and it had the ability to shape shift. At one point it had frog legs, and a rabbits head, and it kept switching to weird variations.

I was hanging around this park with my friend when suddenly there was an protest and everyone started puttin stuff like pieces fence or other people on top white sticks protesting on all kinds of weird things.

Fragments, fragments, will they ever end.

All I remember was that I was watching the news, and they were showing Notch at a press conference. There he announced that creating a survival mode on Minecraft pocket edition had been abandoned as it was "impossible".

Fragment
I was watching Real Madrid vs Barcelona on Sky Sports. Messi got the ball from midfield ran close to Madrid's defense, entered the box and slotted the ball home into the bottom right corner.

Fragment:
I was in my school's computer room, but my math teacher was there to teach us. She was walking around the room, talking to every kid, and teaching them to do this weird fist pump thing.

Dream:
I was side by side with a woman I hardly knew. But supposedly, she was my leader, or something like that. We walked down a huge flight of royal stairs, still side by side, and faced a large group of people. There was someone sitting on a throne/judge-like seat (I'm guessing this was the king, or someone held in high authority). While my leader was telling the "king" something, I looked at what she was wearing and what I was wearing, too. It looked like a long green, silken dress down to the floor, with some of it trailing behind her. She had long, flowing hair; which reached down to her hips. She was very beautiful.

I now looked at what I was wearing. A light pink, silken dress, that went down to the floor as well. The sides of my light blonde hair were held back into two small braids (mainly like Legolas' hair in Lord of the Rings) and the rest went down to about my hips also. I seriously felt like Zelda.

I can't remember what all my leader said, but after that, there was blackness. Now we were outside. There were men around, supposedly preparing for battle, because some were dressed in armor. I can't remember what I was doing here, or if my leader was with me or not.

But someone was following me. Later, I found out it was a little creature, a hobbit possibly. He was short, and he looked like Sam (LOTR, not my sister). He held this dark blue stick. It looked like a small tube filled with dark blue powder. I didn't know what it was until he used it on me.

Now both of us were back in the room I started in in the dream. My leader and I, also the hobbit. I had taken it back into the room. It struggled the whole way. I was seriously thinking it was Sam, but it was not friendly.

He took out his blue stick again, and this time, pointed it at my foot. I tried to hit his hand away but for a hobbit, he was pretty strong. We struggled on the floor and my leader was reading something calmly in the corner. The hobbit pointed the blue stick at my foot again, and squeezed. Instantly, my foot starting numming, and it was painful. I smelled metal. Tasted awful. Simultaneously, I heard my leader say, "That is a freezing stick. If he keeps that up for a couple more seconds, the limb could freeze off." I slapped the stick out of his hand, and warmth started coming back into my foot. I stood up, and the hobbit ran away I think.

I walked (limped) over to the beginning of the flight of stairs we walked down in the beginning of the dream. I looked around. Tons of people were there, waiting for a report. I walked awkwardly back inside the room. My leader did a facepalm.

We walked back down the stairs to report something to the people as well as the king. I can't remember what, though.

My dream recall has been improving greatly lately. I attribute it to drinking chamomile tea and eating some peanut butter on toast before bed, along with some other sleep improvements. Anyway, I've been able to recall up to three dreams a night, which is awesome! Here's a quick recap of what I've got written down for just the past week:

-Ran into my ex-boyfriend at a super-fancy restaurant. He tried to ask me out again, and stuffed dried grass into my shirt pocket. For some reason, in my dream I knew this meant he was very serious about asking me out.

-Went to the Ohio State Fair (LOL I've only ever been to Ohio once in my life, for a day...and it didn't involve a fair) and walked through the animal barns to look around. As I walked I realized the animals were turning into humans. They were all naked and filthy, and they stared out at me with blank expressions. It was unsettling. I reached a room where some of the "barn humans" were sitting on benches, watching a video recording of a televangelist on a cheap TV. They asked me if I wanted to watch the video, but I refused.

This dream is pretty significant to me, because I think I tried to go lucid. I distinctly remember thinking "Wait, how do I know this is Ohio?" while I was dreaming. ON MY WAY TO LUCIDITY. AW YEAH.

-These are all in the same night---1. I won a latte-making contest 2. I participated in a fishing competition at this huge (and to the best of my knowledge, non-existent in real life) college where I ran into a Buddhist monk. 3. I was alone at my high school's swimming pool watching mermaids swim around. Then this crowd of people came from nowhere and started some tribal ritual that involved killing the mermaids. I was heartbroken.

-I baked cookies with children who had human bodies and bird heads. I remember a cardinal, blue jay, kingfisher and oriole. They were all very polite, and I had a really good time.

-Found myself rehearsing for the stage version of The Lion King

-I was in a bright, sunny, green field with songs fluttering around me like butterflies (I have no idea how to explain this, but they were songs and they were fluttering). I had a net, and when I caught a song, it would play. Sometimes the song was good, sometimes it sucked.

Yeah. Here's to continued good recall. These dreams are really fun, or at least interesting.

I clearly remember having two dreams last night.
But I can only remember one.
Basically, Peter and Lois from Family Guy are in a hotel (or they bought a house) with a very Arabian theme. Lois yells at Peter for knocking over a lamp. Then he tiptoes around a fountain. That's all I remember. This was after having woken up at 07:15 and falling back in to a light sleep at 07:40.

Hello here is a dream I had last night. It is quite fragmented as my recall has been horrible lately and i woke up several times last night, but the dream had a theme which seemed to play through the fragments.

It starts and I am with a group of people. It was war and we were being invaded i think by our own military. I was with a group of at least 20 people and we were prepared for this war. We all had the gear we needed to survive including weapons. We were in a city and we were waiting for this military to finish invading this city so that we could escape to the mountains and live there. A few of my friends were very militaristic in that they had no issue with taking someone out to save their own life. But for some reason I was the leader of this group, me and one other person, we made the decisions for the group and tried to lead everyone to safety.

So we come up to this complex which was partially underground and had fencing all around it. This complex was on the outskirts of town embedded into a mountain or tall hillside. We were inside this complex during the night when we had some military forces try to take us out. I remember taking my rifle and aiming it on someones head. I remember thinking 'oh my god i've never killed a man before' but I also knew that it was me or him. The rifle I was shooting had open sights and I also remember thinking 'I don't know if I can make this shot I'm terrible with open sights'. But I took the shot and hit the guy right in the head. he died. The guy that was beside me looked at me and said something along the lines of "it's ok, you had to".

Then the dream skipped forward a bit and the whole group was in this firefight. We had left the complex and we were travelling elsewhere. A lot of military were getting killed by us as we were a feirce group, we had men women and children, and we were trying to defend all of us against this force. So because we had no choice it was either fight or die, we had to fight. Killing people was making me sick even in my own dream. I remember saying a prayer thiking "oh forgive me god" but something inside me knew that it was OK, that I was doing out of necessity. So we fended off the invading soldiers once again and we had time to round up more firearms from the fallen soldiers.

I got my hands on a good powerful rifle, it was a 7mm magnum. I took this new rifle and went to invade a gun shop where I knew there was ammo. When I walked up to the shop I saw that it was all barred up except the door was made out of glass. So I shot the glass out and walked into the gun store. There was a small entrance area and then I went up this small set of stairs.. maybe 3 steps, and into a living area, where to my surprise I found a man sitting in a chair, in front of a fireplace having a coffee or something. I was very surprised and he turned around.

"Come to steal my stuff eh?"

"Well I thought this place was empty and I'm with a group that's trying to survive so yeah" I could tell he was the owner of the shop and could probably help me with some firearms. I showed him my gun and he thought it was a very nice rifle but it seemed to have a problem. I asked him to show me some handguns because I thought it would be nice to be able to pull out a handgun if i had to make a last ditch effort to protect myself. He showed me his wall of handguns and i started picking out a couple different ones. I had picked out 2 of them when he came back with my modified rifle. He had taken the stock off of it and shortened the barrel and basically turned it into a handgun. He also gave me another handgun that was a very simple design, it was like a rail with a barrel on it and some kind of clip system that worked as a magazine.

I looked at the modified rifle and thought to myself 'damn this is a frikkin magnum.. how am I supposed to shoot this thing!'. I went from looking at the 7mm to the other handgun he had given me. I thought to myself what is this a pellet gun? So I started looking for any sort of marking on the gun, and sure enough it had 9mm stamped on the side. 'Ok,' I thought. He handed me a bag with boxes of ammo in it. I started looking through the boxes and none of the ammo types matched the guns I had in my posession. 30-06, 30-30, 300 win mag, .303, all these ammo types I had no gun for. But I thought 'well maybe he gave me a variety in case I pick up a gun that matches this ammo sometime down the road'.

I looked at the shop owner. "Thank you" I exclaimed. I left the shop and I was greeted by a young boy.

"Are you gonna shoot people?" he asked

"Yes, if I have to I will". He looked at me with a stare. I carried on my way and got back to the pathway I had to follow to get back to the group. Some way down the road I was suddenly surrounded by military. I pulled out my new modified handgun, the 7mm, and started waving it around at all the soldiers off in the distance. I thought to myself 'this is it, I'm never gonna get out of this now'. I was standing there with my gun drawn when I felt a pull of my jacket. I was pulled into the hillside in a tunnel that had been dug out some time ago. It was my friend, the other leader of my group. I started to hear gunshots outside the entrance of this tunnel. The whole group had come to protect me and I was grateful.

I looked at my buddy and we got to work. We followed the tunnel back to a bunker where the majority of the group was. It was starting to turn night and I had the feeling we were about to have to really defend ourselves. Some soldiers started pilling in through the tunnel that led to the entrance of the bunker. I took the first shot with the 7mm and hit a soldier in the chest. Then my buddy beside me took another shot, and another soldier fell. As the rest of the group started to open fire on the invading soldiers I heard a helicopter overhead, and someone started talking through a loudspeaker. "You will never escape. You are fugitives. Give up now and you will be spared". I thought, 'hah', in a world that had been taken by force, in a world where laws and rules meant nothing anymore.. in a society that had fallen, it was every man for himself. I wasn't about to believe some warmonger..