dream fragment

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The first thing I remember about this dream is that there is more too it than I remember, so let's jump right into it. I'm walking toward a crowd of people with many familiar faces. People are sectioned off into a group, almost like a dinner party. I notice an already full group of my friends shrugging at me, but I'm not discouraged because I turn my head to see a group of my best friends, along with two employees from the local record store, with an open spot.

Settling in, I realize there are several bands scheduled to play that I'd known in my youth, but never payed much attention to. For that, I'm somewhat excited. My group and I briefly discuss a game plan for the afternoon as if there is some task for us to complete by the end of it. A pop-punk band starts playing, and I'm reluctant to enjoy it because of what the record store employees might think.

Small portions of groups start to break off and walk towards the back of the room. Breakfast is being served, so I decide to jump in line with a couple of my friends until we realize how long it's going to take and that it'd be less troublesome to just wait for the line to die down. It's all very vague after this point, but I remember there being some dialogue during and after this fragment.

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Its more of a fragment than a full dream.

I was in my house with Scott Pilgrim and Ramona Flowers. I was playing "Party Tonight" on what looked like an electric guitar it was a bit rusty but it came out alright.. I then switched to bass and performed the bass battle from when Scott fought Todd.

Its more of a fragment than a full dream.

I was in my house with Scott Pilgrim and Ramona Flowers. I was playing "Party Tonight" on what looked like an electric guitar it was a bit rusty but it came out alright.. I then switched to bass and performed the bass battle from when Scott fought Todd.

It seems as if I am regaining my dream recall...

So, this time around, I remember being in a college of sorts, though I traveled to my room immediately after driving some long period of time there, my dorm was very empty. Not long after, two friends, who I did not even recognize after I woke up, greeted and welcomed me, persisting that they were my friends. After that, I walked outside to find a large bunch of stairs, in which I jumped down happily, though I had a HUD like in a video game or something, which was strange, but it said that I was free-running down those stairs, strangely enough. Eventually, that ended.

I only remember after that, a small bit of me in a desert with a large rock, but that's it.

I was with my uncle, we were going on a mission trip to India because he felt bad about something and wanted to make it right. Then I was in a library with incredibly vivid colors, there were two homeless people and one of the was doing acid and freaking out. I picked up a table to defend myself and the dream ended.

Well, I'm an idiot and woke up at around 4 in the morning last night. I remembered my dream completely but, out of tiredness, I told myself I would write it down in the morning. Well... yeah... I can't believe I did that. And I was so busy trying to remember that dream that I forgot the one that happened when I woke up.


Dream was in some sort of camp ground. Everyone was in these certain groups and everyone started to try to go against each other. Thats all I can remember. Oh yeah, and we eventually escaped the camp grounds.

I was sitting in the back row of my current Enlgish teachers classroom. All of the people who are in my class were turned, facing forward and completely quiet, though my teacher wasn't in the classroom. I was sitting sideways in my seat, and the boy I liked came in the room. He came to the back of the room and went to the teachers desk and leaned over it. He pulled out a knife and began cutting himself, and at a point he said my name and I looked up. He smiled, looking in my eyes, and cut his knuckle with the knife. My eyes went wide and I started shaking. I wrapped my arms around myself. He wiped his blood off on his jacket and gave me it. (I guess he thought I was cold?) He also dropped the knife he was using on top of the jacket. Then he turned and started walking toward the front of the classroom. I slipped his knife in my pocket, vowing to keep him from doing it anymore. I held his jacket, and turned the right way in my desk, staring at it.
He must have sensed something was wrong, because he turned around and crouched down behind my desk and asked me if I was okay. I said "no", and motioned towards his wrist, wishing he wouldn't have hurt himself. He showed it to me, and the cuts were just scars. That hit me as wrong, and I turned to face him, confused. I stared down at my shoes, still confused, and noticed they were a very old pair of shoes. I thought, "I wish I had my Converse on." and then they were my Converse. The guy I liked was staring at my shoes too, apparently, because he said, "Your shoes just magically changed.."
That was when I realized I was controlling my dream, and I just said, "Yeah. That was weird." And he nodded.
There was more to it, but I've forgotten it.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID NIGHTLY ADVENTURE

Good morning! No lucid this weekend, did have a few pretty entertaining dreams. Didn't feel like writing anything down yesterday so I'll include them today. Also had a funny nightly adventure last night.

23.00: Sleep

00.00: Nightly Adventure
*I wake up and there's a small rat on the chair next to me. It jumps towards me and I punch it mid air. It falls down onto the floor as Monica walks over to the bed. "Watch him! He's on the floor" I say. "I think I killed him." Monica starts laughing and asks a few questions. After half a minute or so I realise that it's all a bit absurd and we both laugh.

11.00: Dreams from two nights
*I'm in another country once again. It's very hot and sunny out and a bunch of teens are down by the water. I go there and talk to them, we have a laugh and I challenge them to try to throw me into the water. They all end up in the water instead. I head back towards the hotel and meet Christan from work. "Hey man, how long have you been here?" I ask. "Almost a week, we're going home tomorrow" he tells me. "Aw crap! Who am I going to play with then?" I ask. I lie down on the warm tiles and just enjoy the warmth for a while.

*I'm with a couple of guys from work. We're walking down a street when a big barn appears. Roger and another guy heads up a ladder to the second floor. Me and another guy walks through it at the bottom floor. At the other side of the barn I can hear Roger from up above. He sounds afraid and is stuttering. Another guy keeps asking him questions. We exit the barn and look up at the second floor door. A guy appears. "We have Roger, and we're not giving him back unless you tell us what all this talk about puppies is all about!"

'Is he talking about my mom's dog's pups?' "Okay relax, don't do anything to him" I say. "We'll shove this metal rod up his ass if you don't give me answers!" he yells back and shows me an iron rod used in construction. I find one myself on the ground and so does everyone I'm with, we're about five people. The guy disappears for a while and I take the time to talk to my coworkers who starts suggesting we beat the shit out of him. I practice a few blows on a piece of plastic nearby.

The man appears again with a friend. "There are three puppies" I tell him. "Yeah that's correct" the man responds. He then says three dwarf names from "Snow White." "That's them!" I say. All of a sudden Roger appears again. "Had to take a shit" he says. "Oh okay, then I guess we'll get going" I say. The man starts saying he's sorry for the misunderstanding. "Yeah these things happen" I say and turn around.

All of a sudden people starts yelling. I turn around and watch as all my coworkers smack the living shit out of the two men. I join them and I can feel the fury growing inside of me as I deal blow after blow in the head. It's not long before they're dead and people start shoving them into black plastic bags. A truck shows up and I take the second guy in command aside. "How many have we killed so far?" I ask him. We're on a big survival mission of sorts. "I dunno, twenty, twenty five perhaps." He tells me with a shrug. "Yeah but this is the first time in a town, the police will find out" I tell him and walk away. The throw the guys into the truck.

*I'm with my two friends Felix and Eric. We're all with our girlfriends and we're taking turns having sex in sofas under some covers. It all feels like a weird play or something and no one is taking it seriously. They all disappear after a while and I'm left there alone. A few minutes later Monica shows up again and I ask her if she wants to finish. She doesn't and instead sits down by the computer. She starts looking at hentai and I'm shocked.

*I'm in northern Sweden on a weird hang glider made out of wooden sticks and some white cloth. My brother Martin is with me as is my sister Malin. We glide over the street and it feels amazing! There's something wrong with the lots on the side of the road though. A big tree trunk is spontaneously catching on fire and shooting a big pillar of fire up into the sky with a few second intervals.

The rest of the lot is black and shimmers with an oily aura of sorts. I figure it has to be some kind of plague that is slowly spreading. We get off the glider and it breaks. I try to fix it with my hands but it's too broken. I decide to give it a shot anyways and hold it together with my hands as I run and jump up on it. I glide for a few seconds before crashing down hard onto the street. I'm not seriously hurt though.

*I'm an observer in a prison. A twelve or so year old boy is in his cell and he's not very tough anymore. "I'm not a man" he says. "Don't give us that crap" one of the guards say and shut the door. All of a sudden I watch him run around a cocaine plantation. A guy working there tells him to get out. He enters a supermarket instead.

I'm now there myself with a few friends. We're going to make hamburgers and pick all kinds of stuff for them. When we arrive at the cashier Monica steals an old lady's wallet. I grab it behind her back and put it into her bag. Teamwork! I realise I've forgotten the bbq sauce. I run back into the store and find it.

11.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 11½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Fragments

1. I was walking down my street and I saw a massive aeroplane. I think I went in but I'm not sure. I really should've gone lucid at that point. I think it was a jumbo.

2. I was in in a videogame and some family were in an apartment. The boy did something in his room, he was wearing a checkered vest and shirt.

3. I was in a new WWE'12 videogame. I saw Magneto and he did some magnetic pulse thing that pushed the ropes.

As usual there is more to this dream, but I can only remember the tail end before I woke up.

It began with a false awakening, I remember there was a dream before then I woke up into this one.
In the first dream I barely remember a small puppy dog was in my bed. I loved this dog and he was playing in my bed with
me before I fell asleep and had the false awakening in the dream realm.

I am in a strange house, I briefly recall that my Dad and sister live in this house, the previous dream took place here, and I'm visiting them.
I feel really tired and keep falling back asleep. Finally, I force myself to get out of bed. I feel bad for sleeping
so late. I look around and notice its late afternoon, 5-6 based on the lighting. Nobody is in the house and I remember walking around thinking everyone left.

Later I'm at a grocery/convenience store with my mom and sister. I am standing in front of a freezer trying to pick some
ice cream. I decide on blue bell Almond bar, but they only come in packs of 4. I see a premium almond coated chocolate ice-cream bar for 1.99 and decide on that. I can remember some comment my sister made about me picking the most expensive one.

I walk to the line where my mom is standing and throw the ice cream bar down on the conveyor to be checked out.
As I'm standing in line with my mom, my sister walks into line with us. She walks past the guys behind us, 2 men dressed
in civil war army uniforms. My sister salutes one guy and makes some comment about him being a cop.

I correct her looking at the guy and saying "He's an officer, Army right?" I ask him. He responds yes, and tells me that
the uniform is real civil war era, he thinks. He tells me he doesn't know for sure, but his guess is civil war. I tell him
I agree, that I have seen army uniforms before and it definitely looks to be civil war era. I can't remember his rank for sure, but he was officer, captain or higher.

The dream ends here

I wish I could remember more, this dream was at least 3 times longer, but my dream recall still needs work. I'm glad I could remember this much. I just know that there was more before the false awakening/top dream layer.

I was either in a submarine, or in the lower decks of a ship. The floors were wooden, but the walls were made of metal. I went down the hallway, and opened the door, and there was this guy...who was a ghost. I'm not sure if i was supposed to meet up with this guy, but someone else showed up, and asked me questions. Every time he did, a falloutesque list of answers came up, except it was like 15 different things I could say. I remember one of the answers involved the NCR, and that's when I started wondering if it was a dream or not, but it ended.

My face began to hurt today so I decided to take a quick nap.

Slipped into a dream of me at a party with a good number of my college friends. after a while of doing random talking I get to seriously thinking about why my exgirlfriend is showing me around to people... I begin sitting down and am talking to my friend klehlyn. He responds to my concerns with the jarring phrase "well, ya only live once." just then, I get up from the table as another of my friends brakes his hand, I look at him and exclaim, "relax dude, You'll be better in the morning."

I feel the dream begin to fade, This happens to me everytime after a while, so I just deal with it. I brace myself not to move when I wake up. Its black, my eyes are close, I sit there... sure enough...

I'm treated to weird, windows 98 style loading screen, "loading the dream." I wasn't aware of the stupidity of what I was seeing at the time. The screen gets to 78% exactly, I remember that, when suddenly I start to slip away from it. I start to feel as if my head and torso have fallen through my bed. Then my legs, maybe slightly more than my torso. Then... I fall. Fall into a beautiful 1980's style town in the middle of the night. The town is absolutely filled with pumpkins. The design is very tim burtin.

My first thought is "Think Steve, what haven't you done?" I look around and notice a water fountain I decide to sit beside it and take massive gulps. I notice that my vision is blurry, its almost hard to look straight with one eye, its as though I had the world's worst lash in my eye. I attribute it to the fact that I got in a fight 3 days earlier, and I have a broken cheek in real life. This actually was the case to the best of my knowledge, I can't really think of any other reasons. I know you don't really have "eyes" persay, but my brain could have been rationalising through that sensation. The pain made the dream start fading again. I brace again... Black. The method appears to have worked again. In the same way too... I see the same loading screen as before, crappy and old as ever. I'm starting to like it though. This time it completes to 100% and then just fades away. Black. I think what's wrong? maybe my rem cycle is just over, cut down right when I getting the hang of this for the night, I think.... wait, do I see blue? like realllly far of in the distance, I think I floating towards it.

Its gets bigger and bigger until I finally realize what I'm looking at, its very small world, floating in a massive blue nebula, surrounded on both sides by two giant float warrior statues, who's swords were the same impressive blue color as the rest of what I was seeing. I begin falling towards this planet, eventually falling onto a tree... This is when I notice it, the textures, the sounds, tiles and blocks... I realized, I play too much minecraft I was inside minecraft. So I go down the ladder attached the the tree, it takes me a little section that has recently been blown by a creeper, for some reason, instead of dirt and sand, the items on the ground were all very valueable. I start absorbing items for dear life. Then I think a second and realize that given that I'm so used to seeing minecraft characters fly anyways, I should see if I can just fly out of the hole. I've flown in dreams before, thats not special... I was just geeking out... I fly over to see if all the various monsters look the same, the only one that looked different was the creeper, who was for some reason a frightening flesh color. I then see a girl that I know from school, I decided "meh, screw building blocks, I want to make cyborgs!" Luckily, there's no dream ethics committee that I have to report to... so I take her to a deserted castle, with the intent of making a robot out of her... Nothing else, I promise... Everything is still all minecraft graphics, so everything seems like a parody of frankstein and machinema. My brain has lost of redstone wire lying around. I look at her transformation on the lab table and begin to be frightened by what I see. It shocks me awake.

"I see the ceiling, I've lost for right now".... Then I began writing this...

Haunted House
I was in a haunted house attraction with a group of friends. We were at the end of it. We were about to go through the hallway, when Leatherface popped out with a chainsaw. Everybody screamed except for me. I fell to the floor and so did a DC. I told them, "We have to not look scared. He would go away if we're not scared." We got up from the floor, but, I think the Leatherface guy heard me. He wouldn't go away.

Inception
This was a lucid dream fragment. I was in a snowy desert. Ellen Page and Leonardo Decaprio were in front of me. I was holding a gun. I was full aware I was dreaming.

That 70s Show
It was an episode of That 70s Show. Eric, Fez, Hyde, and Kelso were there. They were all mad at Kelso and he was trying to explain himself.

Got the Part
I dreamed that I got one of the lead parts of a weird dance movie. I shared the lead part with my friend Billy (A recurring character in my dreams) and a black guy. I don't remember the black guy's name, so, let's nickname him Youssef. Youssef, Billy, and I shared a dorm together. A very bossy woman barged in there and demanded us to be under her control. We said no. So, she gave us each five dollars. At lunch, we each spent our five bucks on chicken. The woman watched us do it and was mad at us. The chicken looked like chocolate cake. We then started filming the
first scene of the movie. I found out the woman played the part of the principal in the movie. The scene took place in a gym. Youssef was the main character. All the dancers, including Youssef, Billy, and me, danced to a very weird song. The school staff didn't want us to.

Well, the first thing that happened is that I woke up around 4:00 am sick to my stomach. The same thing also happened after I woke up from my second dream so I just stayed up after that. I'm starting to notice a little less recall without the melatonin still, but I'll work my way up there.

5:45 am - Non-lucid

A guy, who kind of looks like an guy I used to know named J, and his wife and kids moved into my house for some reason, and the youngest version of Dabney, that one kid from Malcolm in the Middle, is one of their sons. O, D, and I are hanging out in my dad's office and Dabney comes in and spells red juice all over the carpet pretending that it's blood. I go find the guy that looks like J and yell at him telling him I've had enough and that he needs to take his family and get out of the house! He says "I'm not even in the right place!" and then starts coming at me ready to hit me or something. For some reason I have the strength to totally neutralize his punches just by holding up my hands, and then I step back behind a door, slip my hand through the tiny crack that separates the door and the wall where its hinges are, grab his hand, and yank his arm through and then open and close the door over and over again so it hurts him until he gives in and agrees to leave. O and D cheer in the meantime and then I wake up.

7:10 am - Non-lucid, Nightmare

I'm in a hotel room with my dad and he's complaining about how yesterday it seemed like there was enough wind outside to be able to open the screen door to the balcony and "let out a smell", but it didn't work. He goes outside to stare off into the distance. I start texting a friend about what he just said for some reason and the hotel room starts to morph into a long tunnel leading to a bright foresty area with someone on a bike waiting at the very end of it. Then the scene skips forward to me walking past a bakery and into a big auditorium-seating-type place. I meet a mysterious woman who tells my cynical things about "politics" and I tell her about how delicious all of the food at the bakery is. My memory is a little hazy here, but I think went to the bakery at some point and then returned to the auditorium place, but in the hallways behind where the actual seating area is. A friend of mine (that I can't remember) and I had noticed that the woman had been holding one open beer the entire night and acting kind of secretive about it, and we know that she's going to some political after-party or something so we catch her before she can leave and drag her into a tiny room and confront her on it. She says she's just going to the party to have fun and that's all and my friend goes "With the same beer!?" I grab it from her and take a sip and spit it out, "proving" that it has been poisoned with large amounts of sulfur (which I actually know nothing about). My friend arrests her and leaves. The tiny room turns into my house but in a totally wrong but hard to explain way. I walk into the kitchen and see Barney from How I Met Your Mother (Neil Patrick Harris! ) and he seems to be worried about the fact that I actually took a sip of that sulfur. I try to tell him that it's okay because I only took a tiny sip and then spat it back out, but then I start thinking about it and it makes me start to panic. He does a total 180 and tells me to calm down because he was just being paranoid and he's sure I know what I'm talking about. Laughing, he pulls out a clothes hanger wire from nowhere and tries to tell me, like it's just some cool random fact, about how they used to use those wires to help people who had sulfur poisoning. I'm still really freaking out though because I'm sweating like crazy, especially my feet which feel practically underwater, and I look at my hands and see that my knuckles are turning a sickly-looking light green. I ran down the twisted hallway which is actually straight in real life into my living room and see my mom and dad sitting on the couch (and I think O behind it....) and tell them what's happening but before they can respond my anxiety-induced adrenaline rush wakes me up. Just to remember that I actually do feel terrible even when awake.... Eek.

??? - Dream Fragment

I have no idea when this happened at night, but it occurred to me a little later after I woke up when I was playing Xbox 360. I had a dream somewhat based on Alice: Madness Returns.... It really sucks that I can't remember any more than that, that game is so cool! Oh well, just thought I'd add that.

I was in school, in college. I was practicing a sport. I remember a train, and my classmates.