dream fragment

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.

Last night, I had some long and vivid dreams that I attribute to some good wine and some tequila (what a mix, right?)

The first dream was about some sort of plague, or virus that had spread. Very cliche. However, it was just me and my son and we were staying in some sort of hotel with a bunch of other survivors. Everybody was cautious of eachother. There was a main apartment where a man lived who sort of ran the whole thing. He was the leader, or the person who was keeping tabs on people and what not. I was a second hand to him. He trusted me and I trusted him. I went up to his place where some others were and I remember I kept discovering these vents under the carpet and I was cutting out the carpet so that the vents were showing. We didn't know what these meant, but we thought that the "others" were somehow infiltrating us through them. A few girls showed up. One of them was "infected" so we thought. We started testing her. I could tell she was infected because her pupils were dilated so big that you couldn't see any color. She was really scared and I was trying my best to comfort her at the same time I was trying to figure out if she were sent. The other two were crying.

I remember making it back down to my apartment with my son. I shut the door and locked it. The place looked exactly like a portion of my house. The middle bedroom, small, and a small bathroom connected to it. There was an armchair and a crib. I think I had a T.V. also.

Something changed in the dream and suddenly I was exiting and entering through a door on top of my place that lead to a street. The street was full of broken down cars and it was chaotic. People running around, being chased. I was sitting at the top of this with my son below me. Two people approached me, I guess they were my friends. They wanted me to come with them somewhere but I told them I couldn't because of my son. Then this guy walked up, perfect looking. He was attractive but that's not what I mean by perfect, I can't explain it. He was just caring and he offered to watch my son while I went with them. I told him thanks and that he was amazing for doing this for me. He said he enjoyed kids and that he would take care of him and protect him. I kissed my son on the head.

That's the last of that dream I remember.

The last dream I had before I woke up, I was at school. It was kind of like high school. I had just left one class and was on my way to another and there was a woman in a little booth selling necklaces. For some reason I thought they were really pretty, even though they were very child-like. There were green and black beads strung on a string. I was really interested in one that had turquoise beads with black. I was talking to her and we had some sort of connection. She was really cool. Then she asked me something strange, and somehow it was related to the necklaces. She said, "Do you have dreams often?" I laughed and nodded. She then asked me, "Do you remember them?" I said yes, and then I said "I actually practice Lucid Dreaming," she gave me a funny look and I went on, "The first thing I have learned to do is to remember my dreams." She seemed interested and gave me a knowing look.

I haven't thought about lucid dreaming in a while and I feel like that should have made me realize I was dreaming. I hate that.

I went on to my next class and I took a seat. It was Biology class. I noticed a couple of friends of mine, M and S. M was talking to S and I was just watching them. Then my husband came into the room and woke me up. I hadn't realized I had been sleeping straight for almost 10 hours.

04.11.2011

The Dream of the Play by the River (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to a place using the ferry which in real life is used to go from my island to the bigger island. I was with some people I knew, colleagues maybe?
I went to a performance of something I took part in. I think it was a play. The role I had was minor. I discussed it with some higher-ranking guy. We discussed the costume and/or make up. It was night time. We were rehearsing the play by a river. Large, flat rocks were sticking out of the water and were used to cross to the other side. The other bank of the river went up a little and was covered in a gradually thickening forest. It was the main scene of the show.
It sent a feeling of being a beautiful landscape, the river with the rocks and woods behind it. It reminded me a little of the Pyrénées.

I remember my brother had this pickle jar and I wanted to see it next because it had a label that offered free full music software.

I was playing or being in this game. I remember talking to this girl....and we got in her car. But the car was something like a house, and we headed through this forest, and there all kinds of dragons in it. But they were friendly.

I remember going on a mission with the president and a few other people. We had no NBC gear, and the main guy who we had to get was surrounded by gas. Everyone fell down, and Obama wanted to retreat. Something else happens where we're all just chilling....still lying down in our uniforms but there's no threat of danger. S starts flirting with two guys, and I cursed her out and walked off.


I was in DV chat, and someone linked a totally unrealistic scene from what I assumed was the last action hero. The thing that got me was how quickly it loaded. After that I turned it into a gif for my avatar.

Strange fever dream. They are so hard to recall and they make no sense.

My aunt lives in a trailer. I decide to travel with her in it. A lot of the things that happen are things that happened in my childhood but distorted into an odd dream like way. Hard to describe. Ugh... In still sick. That's all I remember. I need more sleep...

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning!

21.45: Sleep

05.10: Fragments
*I'm with a bunch of guys from work. We're at a mountainside and I almost fall down. I hold on to the ledge to not slide down the slippery rock. I start seeing beer bottles all around and the guys start talking about which beer is the best.

*I'm with my friend Henrik and we're going to bathe some sauna. He takes a shower with his pants down by his ankles for some reason. "What are you doing? Take them off dude" I say and laugh. I take a shower myself and talk about heat or something.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Dream
I was in boxing and the class had nearly finished but my coach asked me if I had my gumshield. I said yeah and he told me to spar. There were lots of stuff in the ring and I had to clear it out.

The gym looked inverted, everything wa son the other side and such.

Fragment
I remember Batman and Robin in a car flying or something.

I'm not too sure what this dream was about. Thank god I am finally getting out of this sickness I've been having though. Its hard to recall dreams when all you want to do when you get up in the middle of the night to write down your dreams is continue sleeping. Well... not anymore!

I just remember being in an underground and depressing area. Well.. maybe it wasn't underground. It was very depressing and dark though. It was also raining.

I walked to an elevator and started to go up as the weight that helps to move the elevator up and down began to move back and forth. I don't think it fell, but I was worrying that it might. I then remember going somewhere with an uncle of some sort until I woke up.
It just.. wasn't a normal dream. Boring too.

Again, I only remember these two bits. Not sure why my dream recall is so bad the past couple of days.

All I remember is something about a ball that leaves fingerprints on it when you touch it, and then using it to bowl.

I also remember having a cold and, for some reason, it causing me to cough up blood.

(originally from 1/1/11)Unfortunately, I only recall these two bits.

I remember being in an accounting class wit ha bunch of people from middle school, and the old, white-haired janitor from my college was subbing.

Bit of a time skip, and I remember having to use a very crowded girls' bathroom (that had urinals in it for some reason?).

I also remember something about a flag being on fire. I think it was a NASCAR flag.

Then I woke up

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! I've decided to start trying a bit harder again, this includes writing down all dreams I have in my DJ. So here goes.

21.15: Sleep

05.30: Fragments
*My friend Jonas is acting crazy. He starts rambling about something I can't recall and gets into his dodge viper and speeds off. I go after him in my own car and we end up at some dark scrapyard place.

*I'm with my friend Felix and Monica. We're at a weird, outdoors pornclub or something. There are monitors on the walls with porn. We round a corner and a couple of sofas appear. A bunch of guys are in them and as soon as they see Monica they assume she's in on some gangbanging or something. "Okay let's go" I say. A guy walks up to Monica and tries to grab for her. I push him away. "We'll be back in an hour or so" I tell the guy smiling. "No we won't, we're not going back here" Felix says. "Shut up you retard" I whisper angrily. We walk out of there.

*I'm checking out the "Post pictures of yourself without discussion" thread. DarkMerlin has posted a picture of him holding a rifle and you can see what he sees in the scope aswell. Another guy has a picture exactly like it, a third one complains about not being able to take such a cool picture himself.

05.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 8 hours

Supplements: B-Vitamin Complex

That's it! Boring stuff, was hoping for a LD.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Dream - Lucid

I was in my room, but it looked much different than my waking life room. There was a small dresser, and the top of it was covered in shrunken head skulls. I had apparently gotten them from an old friend, Cameron.

For some reason, these skulls really started to freak me out. I wanted to get rid of them, or hide them or something.

There were also tons of kittens, and they all looked like my waking life cat, Belle, who is pure white and extremely fluffy. They ranged from being an older kitten, say maybe 6 months or so, to infants, being able to easily fit in the palm of my hand. I had put them all in this big closet to get them away from the skulls. I put some of the smaller ones in boxes with pillows and blankets in them.

After awhile, I started to worry about the kittens. I entered the big closet and opened a small box, revealing 3 newborn kittens laying on some pillows. Their eyes weren't opened yet. They moved around very slowly. I thought one of them was dead, so I picked it up. It moved a bit. Thank goodness. I put the lid back on the box.

My brother and I were then in my room. I asked for his help to get rid of these skulls. We got a huge cloth sack and started to frantically just dump the skulls in. I was explaining to my brother where I had gotten them and what they were.

All of them had these little stoppers on the bottom to stop stuff from falling out of them. One of the stoppers fell out, and more even smaller bones came out of it.

We kept on shoving the shrunken skulls into the sack. I just wanted them out of my room...there was something about them that really fucking scared me.

DJ Log: November 2, 2011 – 7:45AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

(Fragment 1.) I am sitting in my old bedroom at my parent's house, hanging out with my brother. We're talking about switching bedrooms because he needs the bigger room, and I can take the smaller room because I also have an office downstairs.

(Fragment 2.) I am at my parent's old house, hanging out in front of the garage with a couple of friends and a bunch of relatives. We're sitting at a table, talking and looking at a some kind of electronic equipment. One of my friends gets up and gives me a hug, then starts humping my leg.

(Fragment 3.) I am inside the garage, messing around with a small lawn mower. The mower deck has been removed and the front has been heavily modified. After a bit of struggle with the controls, I start the engine and try to ride it around, but the machine is way too small to ride. I go back in the garage and pick up a bigger seat, but can't figure out how to attach it to the mower.

Notes: The common ground in these is the parent's old house. These may be fragments of a larger dream, but it's all I could recall upon waking.