dream fragment

I can only remember a fragment of the dream I had last night, but it is the first dream I have remembered for a very long time.

I was either in school or in a store of some kind and I went up to a man who was sitting behind a table selling things, but he only spoke French and we could not understand each other. I can barely read French and I certainly can not speak it in waking life, but for some reason in the dream I started "faking" what I thought was good French and apparently it was because the man behind the table and I had a long and cheerful conversation with me. I knew by the sound of it that we were speaking French, but I had no idea what either he or myself was actually saying.

the one was in an old house.....there was a sign outside that said how many rooms were taken....i think it was supposed to be a haunted house and they were trying to get people to see how long they could stay

the other was at a lake.....this guy took this thing (no idea what it was)....to the center of the lake and was eaten by a tentacle creature in the lake.....it threw me out when i tried to get to him to help him...i called him my dad but he wasn't my dad irl.......then i was on a bridge thing that was really long and went over the lake and this person pushed a button and i was supposed to go down hidden stairs to something.....i'm not sure what...but that person was leading me there and wanted something from me

Dream; Semi-Lucid; Lucid; Memorable; 1-4 My Recollection;

1; Saw Benjamin Franklin structuring something.

Last night I got into bed around 11:00, did a relaxation exercise and closed my eyes.

I tried to concentrate on any visuals I had going on (not many) and consciously think about having a Lucid Dream.

Hours went by with nothing happening. I tossed and turned but couldn't even fall asleep.

By around 3:00 am. I got up went to the bathroom and laid back down and tried again.

What happened next was very confusing. It felt like from that point on I got NO SLEEP at all. I just tossed and turned all night. But as the night wore on I realized I was falling asleep for very brief periods of time (Not sure exactly possibly 5 - 15 mins) and dreaming. Then waking up... laying there, then falling asleep.

The dreams were all segments of one large dream. I have never had this happen before to this extent. I have dreamed, woken up and fallen back asleep to the same dream but never anything like this.

There were a few times where I remember falling asleep to myself thinking "you are dreaming..." and it carried over into the dream but it wasn't enough to cause lucidity or if it did it ended right away.

I also know I had at least one false awakening. I fell asleep and "woke back up" frustrated I couldn't fall asleep but I wasn't in my room. (I realized this after the fact and put together that I was having false awakenings.

So between not sleeping, having small dream segments each time I dozed off for very brief periods of time and then having false awakenings mixed in it was a very confusing and frustrating night / day.

I never did manage to fall asleep for any considerable length of time.

The dream segments added together were rather interesting.

It took place in a subway station. Like the underground kind you take in Boston. I remember waiting for the T. A few trains went by but they weren't the ones I needed to take.

I remember a group of girls dressed for halloween. They were dressed like Pac-Man and some of the ghosts I believe, but they weren't very good costumes.

All of a sudden I realized I had been waiting for the wrong train. The train I needed passed a while ago. I got very upset and frustrated.

At one point a train came by and it was the one I needed, a bunch of people crowded to get into the train but before anyone could get on, they took it out of service. I remember a sign saying something like "Service people only". So I wasn't able to board it.

The next portion of the dream I was still in the station and I remember seeing this girl next to me. Long curly black hair. She was topless. Beautiful. I remember saying to her I thought she was the most beautiful girl in the world.

The next thing I remember I was talking to a different girl near bye and saying something to her. Possibly hitting on her. She got offended as if she knew I was just talking to the other girl.

I remembered doing it then suddenly I didn't and I felt like the guy from "Memento" where I couldn't remember what had just happened. Everyone in the station was staring at me as if they knew I was faking... maybe I was at the start but by that point I wasn't. I remember feeling terrified.

I remember feeling that I wanted to go home very badly and still wasn't able to get onto the train. I ran outside of the station where it was raining.

At this point I think I started to recall that I was dreaming during some of the segments because I remember thinking I could fly home.

That is all I can remember. The bulk of this took place between 4 - 9 am. Each portion of the dream broken up by waking or false awakenings, then continuing when I fell back asleep for very brief periods of time.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a pretty long and weird dream last night. No lucidity though.

22.00: Sleep

05.30: Dad's pissed
I'm with my dad in his old car. We're on our way to work like usual when a car suddenly appears in the lane next to us, going against the traffic. "What the fuck is he doing?!" my dad yells. The car passes us with everyone honking. My dad decides to turn our car around and teach that guy a lesson. He makes a U-turn and goes after him. After a while the other car goes on an exit that takes him back to the proper road again. My dad doesn't feel like doing that, he waits for the right moment and then pulls the handbrake. The tires screech as we spin around and then go again. Atleast two other cars starts swaying and almost goes off the road.

"See what he does to the traffic?! He's going to get it" my dad says and goes after the car again. We take off on an exit and heads into a neighbourhood with some nice villas in it. "Prepare yourself" he tells me. "For what? I can't fight for shit with these wrists" I say. "Well, atleast look dangerous and be prepared to scare him then." The other car stops and the guy gets out and heads into a few ruins. We get out and follow him. We pass under three buildings that must be home to homeless people, clothes are everywhere and there's trash all around.

At a corner we catch the man. "You guys are pretty persistant" he says with a growl. He's around fifty with a jeans jacket on. I start punching him all over and he falls to the floor. All of a sudden my dad is gone, but my friend Eric is there instead. "He's got two types of cancer" he tells me. I can clearly see that he does. "Oh, he's in stage two cancer mode" I say as the man pee's his pants. I get some pee on my hand and decide to go wash it off. "I've followed you on twitter" he tells my friend Eric who's a pro gamer.

"I'm your biggest fan!" he says with a laugh. "Oh shit" Eric says. I wash the pee off in a sink when the bum does something disgusting, can't recall what it was. We both go: "Eeew!" and I puke a bit.

05.30: Fragment
*I'm up on a very big mountain, like Mt Everest or something. There's a big cabin up there with people trying to survive. I want to go down though, but my friend tells me I can't because I've got a snowboard. "You'll get stuck in the roots" he says. I get a picture in my head of a guy hanging on a cliff in his parachute. He must have gotten stuck there then froze to death.

05.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it! I'm going to note down each time I wake up from now. I'm pretty sure I wake up after almost all my dream cycles. Becoming conscious and then remembering it that is.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Not only was this my first (long) lucid dream since joining but it was also my first true WILD . It was around 11:00 and I was finishing that days "waking journal". Before I finished writing I became very tired and decided to just close my eyes. Within seconds I saw a visual hypnagogic hallucination of an alley, I held still and the scene expanded until it engulfed me. I didn't notice it until I was fully immersed but everything was in 8-bit animation. I started sprinting and when I stopped everything had turned into 16-bit. When I started and stopped running a second time everything was normal, at least visually. I decided it would be fun to jump into the clouds and bounce around on them. I jumped as hard as I could (there isn't much that compares to the feeling of jumping a mile in the air) but when I landed in them they were made of glass and were very uncomfortable. There are other bits and pieces of the dream but they keep drifting away as soon as I remember them.

Dream 1
I was in my old school's computer room and was listening to my college teacher say stuff about my current project. He said it was due on friday.

Dream 2
I was in a futuristic city, the rays of the Sun reflected off the buildings and made the city glow bronze. Three/Four girls (I can't remember) came to me and we started having sex (yeah all 3/4) like a foursome/fivesome. One girl really caught my eye, she had greenish/blue hair and a nice body. I spent most of my time on her.

Fragment
I was on the Island of Sodor, yeah Thomas The Tank Engine land and I saw loads of diesels in te work yards. I saw one truck tied to a train that was on a track next to the train. It was weird.

1
My dad was driving me and two of my friends somewhere off the highway, but as we were driving through the parking lot of a strip mall we passed by some chain restaurant and suddenly the male friend in the back seat and I decided we want to go on a "date." Megan, who was also with us, didn't seem to care. But my dad seemed bothered about spending money because our initial destination was either free or very cheap. I brushed off his concern and my friends and I went inside.

Later on I was in the bathroom of the restaurant which was actually a dingy old basement with cement walls and floor. There was a small ground-level window and through it I could see my dad talking on his cell phone outside. He was explaining to someone that he was stuck here (because of money or gas?) but he didn't seem angry, just tired and distressed. When I got back to the table I was going to tell my friends we had to leave.

2
I saw Sam sit down on a bus with Lauren and he was wearing a bunch of oversized cable-knit sweaters. I saw the bottom fringe of a green one sticking out below a big white one with the sleeves bunched up around his wrists. I thought he looked hilarious and I wanted to text him just the word, "sweater," and I did this by reaching over the seats and sticking my hand underneath one of them where he seemed to be hiding his phone. Lauren was the only one who seemed to notice this but she pretended not to. I typed my message directly onto his phone but because I couldn't see what I was doing I accidentally typed "single." He then suddenly started making a big deal about how he was single, implying he and Lauren had broken up, while she sat there smiling uncomfortably.

3
I was on some dreaming forum on the Internet describing a problem I had with dream recall. A guy who'd been assisting me throughout my thread said something like, "Now rub your hands together and meet me in a dream later." I thought this was punny, like: rub your hands together in anticipation, and also rub your hands together to stabilize your dream.

4
Steve wanted to show me something he made or helped create, so I followed him. An alternately docile/aggressive female lion leaped at me while we stood in a small wooden shed. I huddled up against Steve for safety. He seemed distracted and confident I would be fine. A Brian Froud-y looking creature which emanated the melody to I Lay Stretched on Your Grave from its ears. I wanted to tell Steve how emotional the song made me but I didn't get the chance. I felt so affected by everything but he remained calm and stoic.

Dream fragments. Nothing too special.

I attempt to get online in school, but the internet is blocked. This makes it hard for me to finish a research project and everyone gets really mad.

The next dream I am doing some pretty awesome parkour in a floating city.

Told you it was boring...

I had a dream about an urban setting. I'm looking at two people standing in front of a brick home one is on the stairs and the other is on the sidewalk. They are speaking in french and if I remembered their conversation I could've understood them. (I had been studying my french just that morning soooooo case closed.)

9-11-11

This dream is a little vague because i think i woke up in a false awakening afterwards cus i turned my alarm on in the middle of the night, but in the morning it was still off. Probably why i only remembered this when i meditated after i woke up for real.

I am sitting on a couch in my house with slightly different furniture. My whole family is there , (mom,dad my sister and 2 dogs) . We seem to have guests tho, there are two humanoid aliens sitting on the couch with us. I don't recall that they said a single word they just sat there with us. I don't quite recall their appearance either, they where definetly human looking but overobviously alien, cus of probably green/blue faces. Perhaps their hair looks more like greyish coral.

I was really excited, i remember thinking and talking with my family saying stuff like "how the hell is this possible" and "how are we going to explain this to the rest of the world that we have 2 aliens in our own house." etc. etc.

Woke up, most likely in a FA (but... was pretty sure it was in real life because of the feel i had when i woke up and how tired i was feeling before i slipped into unconsciousness)

Yesterday i dreamed of a women i haven't seen in a while and i wrote down some weird things in my DJ that i can't recall or make much sense of. Today i dreamed of her again and i was notified that she or someone in immediate surroundings is terribly sick..

I'm on the forums reading Kaomea's DJ. She mentions something about Poseidon, and I'm replying that I had a dream about the same thing. The thing is, I don't any details, maybe that's the only thing about it I remembered.

The dream, from what I remember, began with me, on top of a large staircase, in which was accompanied with men in soldier outfits. I looked around, and I could see a foggy body of water. If anything, the place looked like just plain gray. Eventually, I traveled down the stairs, reaching the bottom which was a store that carried many miscellaneous items, from keychains, to DVDs. It was comforting, and I'm sure as hell that I've been there in past dreams. Last time, it was a game store though, strange how it's merchandise had changed, and before that, it was a store for specifically stuffed animals and stuffed animal accessories. For now, I will label this "The Store". Afterwards, I just browsed, and not much else. I woke up for a brief few minutes to try and re-adjust my pillows or something, then went back to sleep.

This part of the dream continued off from my earlier dream, except I had just walked home and back into my room, where my dad (for some reason) was sleeping on my bed. Despite that, I pulled out a bag of candy and began stuffing my face with it, eating it all until I began feeling drowsy, and I fell back, passing out right there, which is conveniently when I woke up once more for the same reason.

Lastly, I do believe this had to deal with me and my brother at a Target or Best Buy store, much larger than "The Store" though. My brother had just beat me on some racing game, and was for some reason trying to get a picture from the game to print out at one of the front desks and try to rub it in my face or something of the sorts, but the clerk found some grease on the picture, which is when I slipped off to try and beat his record, in which I did, and printed the picture out. Turns out, the whole thing was a commercial. Wonder what that could mean...

I had a new dream today, it was located in a distant city located in the skies, I were a master climber - the dream weren't that vivid so I'm having trouble recalling the dream - I will try to continue on the dream and write a more in-depth post about it!

Notes: Nothing lucid. Also I want to put a notebook under my pillow so I can jot down reminders notes. Getting up, opening my computer, finding and putting on my glasses, getting my eyes to focus, all is too disruptive to my sleep. This time I just lay and thought about the dreams trying to memorize them before I fell asleep which worked OK but I still forgot a few. There were several. I also have pretty epic and adventurous dreams usually, these ones were kind of repetitive, awkward, and when they weren't about killing they were about failing or just boring. :/

Leaving Seamus in the car by the river:
I had Seamus (My cat) with me. I picked him up and put him in the car at some point. I had the van, and he and I were at some kind of river. I think I've dreamt of similar places before. It kind of reminds me of the upper pecos river where we used to swim when I was a kid, but there's houses and stuff along it and it's a little bigger. It's in a wooded pretty lush foresty canyon. High canyon walls make it a little dark. The river is very rocky and fast moving and clear. It's a beautiful place. Somehow I went home and later realized that I had left Seamus in the car but had not brought the car with me. I don't really know where home was in this dream but I went there. It might have been half mile down the river or soemthing. I walked back to the car and found him laying on the back seat, content but I guessed he might be hungry because he had been there all night with no food or water. I don't know why I didn't just drive the first time.

Killing the woman with the dog
This might have beenthe same dream as the math class, I don't know. There was something about having to kill this woman with a dog. She was unconscious and she didn't bleed, but I cut her hands off or something creepy like that. Which made the dog really sad and whine and sniff at her. I felt really bad about the dog but still felt that I should put her out of her misery so I severed her spinal cord with a big knife. Somehow my logic was that the dog would be less unhappy if she was dead than if she was half dead. Ugh. She still didn't bleed. It was like cutting sausage with a bone in it and I felt really horrible about it. She was put in like a toy chest or something. Some kind of big chest that looked like it had toys in it. There seemed to be other people with the same assignment. The dog was a little black dog, maybe a poodle or one of those longhaired terriers. It was really sweet and really sad. Gah no wonder I woke up feeling guilty and horrible. Ugh.

The math class
I was in a math class with a bunch of children. I hadn't been doing my homework. It's a recurring dream theme, sometimes the class is a college class, sometimes high school, this time it was elementary, and of course I had a whole workbook that I hadn't touched and we were about halfway through our semester or something like that. There was a strange desk with kind of a wall thing around the top of it so I had to reach into it to write on it, and to do so I had to stand. Since I was bigger than the kids in the room, being an adult, I wondered how they used this thing. I just grabbed my workbook and tried to use it in front of the desk. I could probably draw the thing. It was a weird looking desk. I kept needing things like tissue and accidentally disrupting the class. I didn't take very good notes, hadn't done any of my homework, and was pretty lost. However I think there were a few times when i glanced at the problems and they were not that difficult. Something maybe you would learn in 5th grade with parenthetical parts of them. Maybe they were equations so maybe it was more prealgebra phase. This dream was long and kind of repetitive. The teacher was my last college math teacher.

Throwing food away and the chalkboard.
There was a big chalkboard. I did some kind of art on it supposedly but I was just messing around on it. I got dorlands wax medium on it, and I got melted crayon on it. I was trying to scrape the crayon off, and there was a big trash can beside me. Somehow I started throwing food away. There was some cheese that I grated straight into the trash. Then there was a package of baby carrots and sliced bell pepper that were new that I started to throw away. Feeling suddenly like this was a silly thing to do, even if there were a couple ants in them, I started pulling the carrots back out, then the pile of cheese, and saw that I had a bowl of perfectly good cooked brocoli on the counter, perfect for the cheese. I was holding the cheese in one hand, and the carrots in the bag in the other and staring at the brocoli when I woke up.

Syd is no longer my facebook friend?
Syd was no longer my facebook friend. There was some kind of friend tracker button and I clicked it and saw his name and fuzzy pic of his face. I got mad and yelled "Dammit!" or something. Marcus looked at me like WTF? I apologized and said I was upset, but I got that out of my system. But I was wondering why he had deleted me? Had I said something? Was he just clearing out people that weren't real friends? I didn't understand and felt kind of rejected. He's not a real friend just an aquaintance but we share most of our political views and I like seeing his updates.