dream fragment

I remember seeing some bike/scooter attachment hooked up to a machine gun of some sort....the I was suggesting that we should move it out of the middle of the road.

someone put sleeping medicine in my beer...but i knew it wasn't my beer, because I wasn't drinking in the first place.

Danielle Rodriguez was giving me a mission....whoever the heck she was.

I was watching my nephews play some MMORPG

I am going into the hallway of the house, leaving the wooden glass door to the hallway open, knowingly. Once I start opening the door to the outside, my cats and I think my bird also rush into the hallway, and Leeroy gets out. I panic a little, closing the door behind me and calling for Leeroy to come back. He's hyper and running around everywhere, disappearing into the bushes and coming back out of them. When I call him and hold out my arms, he comes running to me. I see that he's not going to run away forever, so I let him enjoy himself for now. He starts flying up to the tree branches (shape-shifted into a bird but he is still Leeroy the cat) he goes higher and higher and farther and farther in the trees, and I just follow him to make sure he's okay throughout. Then he flies back to me himself, and I take him back inside. I feel pity for Tiger, who didn't get to go outside. I think I ask mom or someone if I could take her out too, and I think she said no. Then the dream ends.

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I am with my family and Kate, at some tourist place. We are hanging out in the building we are staying at. This place is very similar to the place that I usually go to Joy's house in my dreams. I've noticed that whenever going to Joy's house in a dream, it is always the same gloomy, dead tree, muddy place with a big house. This is very different from her house in real life. I find it interesting though, as if my dream is just a parallel reality and her house is always the same but different from this reality in waking life. We find out about some haunted house, where you have to be at least 16 to enter. I say "Well if that's the age limit it must be really scary, I'm not going." I said this mainly to my brother and his girlfriend/fiancee, Kate. They laugh. We continue talking, but I am mostly quiet, listening to our conversation mostly and contributing when I have something to say.

Then we are at the haunted house. Somehow I forget that this is the haunted house until later, because it's not the typical haunted house. There is a girl who looks exactly like Cora but I don't question this who starts talking to us. The house is white, and empty. Sort of like the Nobody's castle from Kingdom Hearts 2. She is a psycho, and whenever someone says something that could possibly be taken the wrong way, she goes against them and threatens to kill them. I don't remember who she wanted to kill out of my family. For a short while, she wanted to kill me, pointing a knife at me, but then I got on her good side by taking things from her point of view and respecting her and loving her instead of fearing her. We became friends. She was still against the rest of my family, but then I told them that she just needs to be understood and befriended. We are taking up a lot of time. The next haunted house visitors come in and we are still there, so they continue to wait near the entrance. Later we find that there are also extremely scary machines that could actually kill someone, they were mostly drills. I watched the next visitors almost get killed, or get killed by one of those drills. Then we leave and I realize that that was the haunted house. I agree with myself that it was a very creative idea to make the main attraction of this haunted house be the psychotic girl, who later talks to me and turns out to be normal. I find out that this is one of the best haunted houses in the world.

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I am at future shop with Zitian. We don't know each other very well. I ask him a bunch of questions - do you play final fantasy games? He says he only has played FFIX. I say "Oh yeah, the one with the Zidane and those other people" he's like "yeah." I think about asking him about Disney movies since I know from stalking his Facebook that he loves them.
We continue to browse games at future shop. As we are about to start out, I remember that Sims 3 Pets is out, and get all excited and ask if we could go back and find it. He says sure. So we go and I'm all excited and hyper at this point, and he seems bored.
We continue talking about irrelevant things and other things, and I think at one point I ask him about those Disney movies, and he's like "Oh, yeah! I love Disney movies!" so we talk about that for a while but he still seems disinterested.
We get outside, and his mom drives in and they offer to drive me home. I get in the car, and realize they don't even know where I live. I ignore this fact and assume that they must know if they are not asking. His mom is pretty, and she talks to me. Zitian is quiet. Then his mom says "Thank-you!" in a reminding or mocking manner, and I remember to thank them for the drive. I feel a little bad and awkward now, but I remember to stay positive and energetic because that makes me feel good AND attracts people to me, so I do. I'm more excited and I start talking again to Zitian now. He's more excited now too, smiling when he talks. I say, "We should hang out more often!" "Yeah" And we both say around the same time: "Since we don't have classes together and never get to see each-other!" We laugh. Then I realize - Hey, now that I've befriended him, it shouldn't be a bad thing to talk to him on Facebook etc! Yay~! Then we get to my driveway, and I say thanks for the ride and say goodbye. I walk home happy, but also a little upset because I was probably boring Zitian most of the time, but then I realized - you know what? I probably was just focusing negatively and wasn't noticing how interested he really was in our conversation. The end of this dream could have been a prequel to the first and second dreams written above.

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I am outside of my house, in a completely different setting however. The dreams above were connected to each other, but this one was by itself. Anyway. I am outside of my house. The neighborhood is now placed beside a beach, my side of the neighborhood closest to the shore. I am walking out of the house, waiting for my slowpoke parents to get ready and go with me. Then they start walking. There are soooo many beautiful areas in the neighborhood now, none of which I had known before. I don't question this fact however. The grasses are covered with beautiful flowers, and the trees have the perfect location and shape to allow the perfect amount of sunlight to illuminate the flowered grass. There is a nice grass/flower bed near on the parking lot of my section of the neighborhood. I lie down and watch the cloudless sky. I feel the sun on my skin and everything is beautiful, so beautiful. I go back to my parents and suggest they lie down on the grass and watch the sky together. Mom says that's a nice idea but dad hates the idea, he's too lazy to lie down right now, he's headed somewhere blah blah blah. I ignore them. I run around, discovering new beautiful places of my neighborhood. There is a climbable tree that I go and manage to sit on, fairly high up. I view the meadow area next to me. There are flowers everywhere, and the warmth of the sun and trees is felt wholly. This was a very vivid dream. My parents are walking slowly, I think, so I have a lot of time to enjoy the area.
I walk down above my section of the neighborhood. I view the ocean from above, and all the nature to my left. The beauty was seriously so indescribable! It was sooo beautiful and vivid was the beauty everywhere! this is one of the only dreams I've had where I can actually feel the warm sun and see the sky and everything shining and sparkling and just soooo beautiful words cannot describe at all!
Then I walk back to the meadow around, down towards my parents. I lie down in the tall grass and flowers, and view the sky and few sunny clouds. I feel soo good. Then I sit up, hugging my legs to my chest. I cal to my mom, telling her how beautiful it all is! She agrees, but keeps walking. I think she then came and sat down next to me in the grass. I don't know where dad was at this point. I talk about everything beautiful. Then I feel something on the back on my thighs, something lights, brushing my skin. It crawls onto my hand and it is a large spider! My mom says it's a tarantula and she freaks out slightly. I try to brush it off, for a while it won't go and my mom is telling me to stop because it's a tarantula and it could hurt me, and then finally I have slapped it off of my hand.

I wake up, searching for any sign of a spider on my arm. I still feel the spider on me from the dream. I am not completely fearful because I assume it was just the dream, and not a body signal from real life. I notice that my heart was beating normally, and I like the fact that my body isn't affected by my dreams. Then I start imagining myself walking from my house in the same dream, running through the neighborhood, and when I arrive back to the climbable tree and view the meadow, I am back in the dream again. During the rest of the dream I think I just sit there enjoying everything, my parents aren't there and it is only me and my beautiful dreamscape.

I had five different dreams last night:

In my first dream, I'm in the military I think. I'm in a room with some other poeple (friends?) and we've been told to pack up all of our belongings because we're relocating. But I'm worried because I have a lot of equipment and we don't have much time. One of the guys asks me how much of the equipment is mine, so I show him about two or three speaker amps and some other stuff, then lead him into this room that has transparent walls. I show him some video game consoles of mine. There's an xBox 360, only it's been taken apart, customized then mounted on something that resembles the racks that computer servers are mounted on; only these racks are transparent as well. In the meantime, this man (the man in charge) keeps sticking his head in the doorway and announcing that "We're leaving."

My next dream is really weird, because I find myself inside the body of a female musician (along the lines of Joan Jett but it's not her). We're inside a big auditorium with a stage set up in the middle and we're about to give a concert. There is a crowd of people lined up outside waiting to get in. I walk up onstage, pick up a guitar and place the guitar sling over my shoulder. I'm thinking, "This sling is really comfortable" and look to see what brand it is. (I can't remember) Then I become nervous because I don't know how to play the guitar. I'm wondering since I'm inside someone else's body, will I have their abilities as well. I try playing a few notes on the guitar and to me they sound terrible! But everyone else seems to be pleased, which I find strange.

This next dream is one I 've had several times before, soit's familiar:
I'm walking around what looks like a large library. There are multiple floors and I'm lost. It alternates between a library and what looks like a college dorm. I think I'm trying to find my room.

In my next dream, I'm outside at night. It's like a scene from an old black and white horror movie: all the trees and grass are dead. I'm with some people I know: my sister-in-law, my daughter and my wife. There is a large fallen tree on the ground and we have to get past it to proceed. But there are wolves around and they are threatening us. I see a boy sitting on the ground that the wolves are going after, so I try to help him. But before I can reach him, the wolves drag him away. This scene repeats itself three times during this dream, which should have alerted me to the fact that I was dreaming but it didn't; I just went alonng with the dream. Anyway, I find some sticks/clubs/boards and hand them out to everyone so that we can attack the wolves and chase them off. We try to go one way but can't, so I start looking for a way through the tree, or up and over it. I can't find a way, but my wife walks forward and brushes away some leaves and branches to reveal a red brick floor. A hole opens up in the bricks and I see stairs leading down to a door leading to what looks like an old time outdoor shopping mall.

In my last dream, I'm riding around on a golf cart with my daughter. We're inside a hotel but it's set up with wide hallways, so it's easy to get around. I'm trying to find my way outside but keep taking wrong turns and having to turn around. This annoys my daughter because we have food and some glasses of water on a small tray in front of us and my driving makes one of the glasses fall over and spill water. I eventually find the door leading outside but when we get outside, it's raining hard and we have to stay under a small covered area to keep from getting wet.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Took some new supplements for the first time last night and this morning. Worked like a charm, perhaps a bit too good. Mental overload. Anyways I got my lucid, I haven't had any tasks in particular in mind lately but I still had a good time. My second LD in which I had sex and didn't wake up.

23.45: Sleep

06.30: Are you 18? MILD
I'm watching a girl of twelve or so bike around on a busy street. She crosses the road and is amazingly not hit by any cars. A man with some kind of flying robot by his side is chasing her. I follow the girl into a hotel. I go into first person perspective and I'm the one who's being chased. I run towards the elevators and enter one of them. A man with a baby cart goes in after me and prevents the doors from closing. I push all the buttons and hope for the door to close. The man who's chasing me appears and tries to grab me over the cart but fails. He walks out of sight and I figure he's going up the stairs.

The doors close and I press the "3" button. Aswell as all the rest to confuse the man if he checks. I get out and look around. 'Gotta find a place to hide!' I only see apartment doors and realise I have no time to waste. I enter an apartment as quietly as possible and close the door. There are two closed doors infront of me, one to my right and one infront of me. I enter the one to my right and take a peek. I see two adults sleeping in a bed. "Who's there?" a woman asks. I close the door and run out of the apartment as fast as I can.

'Perhaps the next floor will be empty.' I run up the stairs and enter the first door to my left. It has the exact same layout. Once again I enter the room to my right and once again it's a bedroom. A little girl is sleeping on the bed. I figure she won't notice me if I get under the bed and lie there until the man chasing me cools off.

The dream skips. I wake up in a bed. 'Where the hell am I?' I can hear someone moving next to me. 'Oh fuck, I fell asleep next to the girl!' I start whispering to the girl, explaining what's going on.

"Also, I think I'm dreaming." I say. "I've been going in and out of lucidity all morning." "What's lucidity?" she asks me. "It's when you are lucid in a dream, you know you're dreaming." She giggles and moves closer to me. She doesn't look like a small girl, more like a teenager. "In that case" she says and gets ontop of me. "Wow, wait a second, how old are you?" I ask her shocked. "Old enough" she says with a smile. "Are you eighteen?" She shakes her head. "Are you eighteen?" I ask again. Once again a headshake.

'Hold on, that's Monica!' "Are you eighteen?" She nods and I'm good to go. I enter her and come in just a few seconds. I focus on things around me to keep me in the dream and it works. I've left a mess though and I grab some paper to clean myself up. "Are you coming with me downstairs?" I ask her. "Nah" she says. I finish cleaning myself up, but realise I didn't have to. I exit the apartment butt naked, whistling. I head down the stairs, feeling the smooth, wooden, curved handles going on both sides. "I COME FROM A LAND DOWN UNDER!" I sing loudly.

I count my fingers loudly. "One, two, three, four, five, all there!" I reach the lobby which is empty. I feel like breaking some stuff. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" I yell as loud as I can, focusing on breaking some windows. After a few seconds they all shatter. 'Cool!' I walk to the right into the dining hall. There's a big bar in there and I spot two waiters. A large bottle of coke is on the bar and I try to break it with my mind. It starts bubbling like crazy but I can't break it.

The barman appears. 'Perhaps I should kill him... No, that would suck.' He tells me something which I don't quite get. 'Uh oh, dream starts to fade.' I turn around and see a whole table full of breakfast. I grab some bread and shove it in my mouth. Next up is some hard cheese and after that some egg shells. I chew franticly as I regain some clarity to the dream. I grab a bun aswell and eat it all up. The dream remains stable a few seconds until it starts to fade again.

06.30: WBTB 15 minutes

09.30: Dreams and frags
*A girl seems to like me and follows me around. The dream skips and I'm at my old house where I grew up. I walk to the back and see atleast ten reindeer in the woods. They come up to me and my mom and starts licking my face. "Check if they have any diseases" I tell my mom who does so. A bunch of people show up and we all sit down in a circle. A kid with ADHD interrupts us and we yell at him. My youngest brother, Morgan, is sitting next to me. I can see he's got tattoo's all over his body.

*I'm cooking food for our group in two pans. There's onions, carrots and some red paste. "We need to buy more onions and stuff" I tell my brother. I leave the pans for a second to check the freezer. It's filled with blueberry pies. A vampire has a crush on me. "That damn vampire woman, I might have to fuck her to get rid of her" I tell my brother. I get back to the cooking and there's barely anything left. I mix them two and pour some taco spice mix into it all.

*My aunt Helen is getting married and she has trouble deciding what her last name should be. I give her some advice about mixing her current one with her husband's. She wants to use her dead brother's name. "Dead brother? He isn't dead?" I ask her confused. She tells me a story about how my uncle Tony died, when they were younger. Apparently he fell into the lake and hit his head on a rock.

*I'm with Martin and my cousin Linus. We're at some exhibition, there are dinosaur skeletons on shelves and I check them out. I know they're fake, but my brother thinks I think they are the real deal. He decides to mess with me and makes the shelf sway.

*I'm with a group of people and we're playing some kind of game. The goal is to go through a house that's like a maze. In one room with a bookshelf in it, I get separated from the rest as I head into the next one. It's got an oven in it and I realise you have to crawl through the oven to get to the next room. It's hot though. I try to cool it down with a sponge and cold water but it's not getting much colder. My cousin Therese shows up. "We have to restart" she tells me. "Damnit, okay then" I say. To restart it all, you have to die. I hold up a paper version of me. She cuts it with a big knife. I open my mouth and let her insert the knife there. I can feel it going in at the back of my throat but it doesn't hurt. It's extremely uncomfortable though. She shoves it in hard and it feels weird when it hits the bone. I slowly black out.

09.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 10 hours

Supplements: 200 mg B6, 100 mg 5-HTP. WBTB: 1 x Lucid Dreamer, 100 mg L-Theanine.

That's it! The L-Theanine didn't really work. I still had trouble going back to sleep. Oh well, the rest did what it should.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I'm with a group of people outside in some fairly flat land, a wide open space with not much in the distance. These people are in a circle and we are all playing with lighters and possibly matches too. Everyone was using the lighters, and possibly the matches with the lighters (but it doesn't make sense why they would need matches in addition to the lighters) and blowing on them while lit to make very long flames in unusual shapes. The person to the right of me blows a really long skinny flame that the person one or two people to the left of me needs to dodge or they would have been burned.

Have been sick for the past week and don't really remember much dreams. Feel alot better today and had these.

Became lucid. Kara was there. I was showing her energy balls at safeway. Nothing coming out but I was making sound effects like they were working and everything was blowing up. Kara believed the sounds and begged me to stop. Forgot the rest.

Was in some wrestling tourney. I kept getting pissed because the wrestlers weren't following the rules.

Was thinking about my previous lucid and fell into another one. It was super bright and sunny and I was at some park. My mom was there to help me out. I told her I was having trouble doing powers. She said I wasn't believing enough. I sad I was trying but I couldn't. I looked at the sun. It was orange and misty. I loved how I could look at it without waking up. I did worry a little that its brightness could possibly wake me. I showed my mom how I tried to fly. I was a little scared I would float to the sun for some reason so I didn't give it ky full effort. I jumped ans bounced around the park barley getting off the ground. I was so dissapointed. My mom said that people said she would never have powers and look at her now. She did a couple really cool spins and flew into the air. I asked her to teach me and she agreed. We went through various little excersises and the sun got really bright. I started screaming nooooo as the sun grew so bright I was blinded. I woke into a fa where I was in school watching some Spanish show. Its funny because the show was broadcasting a previous dream I had this morning. I got up and ran out to get my phone and write my lucid down. I sat back down and wrote it down.

Jake came in my apartment and left a ton of boxes and told us to watch it for him for a couple days and left without saying anything. I was pissed that he didn't ask and thought it was dilled with drugs. We searched all of it and couldn't find anything. He later came back in a different dream and told us we owed him money. There was weed in some of those boxes. They were stacked on top of eachother on the scale. There were ounces. The dream ended and later in the morning we were back at my house and jake now lives with us. Kara and I were in some weird fight and i went to his room to hang out. He gave me a hit of his personal stash and said there was no better weed. I got really high and wandered around the house. I wanted to go jack off and went tomy my room. The dreamscape changed and I was outside in the rain. I was sleeping on the street next to a giant puddle. I was almost fully soaked and thought that I would just easy my blanket later.

The only part of this lucid I remember is being lucid in a dark classroom with some friends. What shit.

I'm still having a little difficulty remembering my dreams. Still trying to get to the bottom of it.

In my first dream, I'm in a large room, watching people who are laying down and rolling back and forth over blankets that are laying on the floor. Somebody is wanting me to do it also, which I don't mind doing because in my mind, I know the people are "doing it wrong" and I want to show them the right way. I lay down on a blanket and roll across it, grabbing the edge of the blanket and pulling it to me so that it wraps around me as I roll. I go first in one direction, then the other.

In my second dream, I remember just a tiny fragment. I'm in the water or on a small piece of ground just above the water, looking up at the cliff of a huge land mass right beside me. There are also pieces of earth or land floating in various places in the sky. In my mind's eye I see a big picture of the land mass and pieces and notice that they're placed so that they create a large geometric design. I realize that my only escape is up, so I fly up and carefully thread my way through and around the land mass and floating pieces.

I am someone very similar to Leonidas ... I leave a fortress city, to its exterior. I see the city wall which extends through the endless desert ... the sky is very dark brown, very dark ... the whole dream is in sepia tones.
I say something, but I do not remember what.

I was at a different high school. Someone I knew was raped. We walked into the main office in the middle of a student faculty meeting to alert the authorities. The walkway into the room was like a handicapped walkway with railing adjacent to all the chairs. The students left once we came in. First he accused J of raping him while pointing at B. I informed him it was neither of them. It was "the short guy" in a suit.

DJ Log: October 19, 2011 – 6:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am walking along a wooded trail, trying to get to my workplace. As I am walking, I can see that there is a river along the trail which is flooded well over its banks. The further I walk, the higher the water gets. As I approach the building, I find that the flood waters have completely surrounded the building. In an attempt to stay out of the water, I climb up on a fallen tree and jump from tree to tree to get to the building.

Once I get to the door, I can see that the roof is leaking really bad. Water is dripping from the ceiling everywhere. The boss is in there, saying that he wants to salvage a few things before the flood ruins everything. I grab a few things off my bench, then walk over to the front office. The accounting person is not retrieving anything at all. I ask her if she wants anything out of the safe and she replies, "No." I look outside to see that the flood is getting a little bit worse. Suggesting that it's time to leave, I pick up my box of stuff and head out of the building.

again! it's been a while since i posted, but it's also been a while since i had any memorable dreams. i actually had two, one about a week ago and a few fragments last night.

i'll start out with the dream from last week.

it started out with a view of what looked to be a buddhist temple. it was set atop a flight of what seemed like hundreds of stairs. there was a thick forest in the background. in front of the temple, thousands upon thousands of people were walking up the stairs to enter it. suddenly, i am at the entrance to the temple, which is now empty for some reason, decrepit, and overgrown with vines and whatnot. for some reason, i am wielding a gun, now, an m1 carbine to be more specific. and then, this is where it gets wierd. suddenly, a bunch of chimpanzees in black leather armor come running at me. some of them have clubs, and some of them have guns. none of them fire at me, and none of them with the clubs try to hit me. they just chase me, and i pick them off one by one. it went on for a while like this, a how-long-can-you-last type of thing. the dream ended with me continuing to pick off monkeys.

quite satisfying, because i hate monkeys.
and yes, this is a "long" dream for me.

and now, for the fragments.

in each fragment, one of my greatest fears came to life.

the first one was spiders. i am afraid of all bugs, but i am afraid of spiders the most. this fragment was while i was just falling asleep. i could feel them crawling on me. up and down my legs, on my face. in my head, i just saw piles of tarantulas. hundreds of them, just crawling over each other. it's hard to explain, but i could see them crawling inside my empty skull. all of this was when i was awake. it was odd, i couldn't escape this by waking up, because i was already half awake to begin with.

the first dream was kind of indescribable as far as perspective goes, but as for the next two these are the first dreams i can remember that i've had in the third person. and, for that matter, the first dreams where i can clearly make out faces (the faces being my own). i can never make out faces in dreams, they are either blank or blurred. but in these two, i can clearly make out my face, and even the faces of those around me in this next dream (granted, they are surgeons wearing masks, but....)

the second great fear i have is surgery. and, you'll note as the dream goes on, dying violently. i am absolutely mortified of surgery. i cannot handle the fact that somebody is poking around inside of me with scalpels and needles. i am too afraid that i would wake up, because the entire time i was knocked out i would still be thinking of what happened if i woke up. which makes absolutely no sense and it is nearly impossible that that would ever happen. ah, the anxiety complex.

it begins with me, laying on a steel table, in absolute darkness except for one overhead light. there are three surgeons huddled around me, all male. i have a normal outfit on, black pants and a red jacket. the surgeons appeared to have just opened up my entire torso right through my clothes. who needs gowns, right? i am looking at myself behind two surgeons. i appear awake and aware of the fact that i am awake during a surgery, but it doesn't seem to faze me. now, the view changes to a closeup of the area of my body that has been opened up. i have minimal knowledge of anatomy, but for some reason everything seemed perfect. everything was muscle. then, one of the surgeons took a knife, stabbed me with it, and yanked it down, thus cutting a hole in my muscle that i could now see into. under it, i noticed my ribcage and lungs. he continued to jab and cut my flesh until my entire upper body looked like it had been beaten with a cleaver. there was blood everywhere, and my heart was beating (i was still alive...?) inside my shattered ribcage. the view moved so that i was now looking at myself from a birds-eye view, directly above the operating table. my eyes were still open and i was smiling. i couldn't tell if my heart was beating now, but i really hope that at that point i was dead. now, another surgeon took some sort of oversized trench knife/brass knuckes combo, and proceeded to separate the upper half of my body from the lower. i saw my intestines spill out, my legs fall to the ground, and the upper half of me slowly slide off the table. i fell to the ground, eyes open, still smiling.


my final fear is isolation, and loneliness. the scariest thing i could think of is going through life without anybody caring about you.

again, this is me in the third person. i can tell it's me, because once again i am wearing one of my own dresses, boots, and i can also tell by my hair. my back is turned, though.

i'm in a corn field, although there's not much there because it is winter. my back is turned, and i am sitting on the ground cross-legged. i just sit there for a while and listen to the cool breeze. then, out of thin air, thousands of locusts appear around me. they surround me and start biting me. i have no form of self defense, it is impossible for me to get up and run. i am being eaten alive by these locusts, screaming for help, but no one's there. soon, everything just becomes a brown blur and the dream is over.

yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

These dreams were extremely vivid this time. I was really amazed by how vivid. I remembered every single detail of the dreams right when I woke up, but gradually forgot most detail until writing some key notes.

This vividness perhaps has to do with getting very close to successfully WILDing at bedtime before the dreams. My heart started beating really fast when I was this close, and I couldn't calm it down, so I decided to stop and ask at the forums the next day and went to sleep naturally, and TA-DA! Super vivid dreams, much more than I've had in a long while.

It kinda sucks that I happened to fall asleep in the middle of the night in a not as good as super happy mood because that would've been really great, being that these dreams were super vivid. But no, both or all of them were kind of that awkward helpless and self-conscious doing stupid things feeling I sometimes get in social situations when I'm not feeling super happy and confident like I want to.

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I am in Art Class with Mr. Gamble in the print-making room (not in the room where you paint and print and apply acid, but the other room where you draw mostly). The room is full of students, some of them are standing up, some are sitting down, some are sitting down on impractical objects. I am sitting down on the table near the center, but slightly close to the rack in the corner of the room. I am swinging my legs around, minding my own business, doing nothing, just sitting there and observing or daydreaming a little bit. Lauren, Liz, and Bruce are nowhere to be found thank goodness for me in my waking reality looking back.

Mr. Gamble asks me about something, an assignment that I need to get done, this part of the dream probably associated with my anxiety IWL about completing the pop-up art. I apologize to him and say I'll get it in for sure on time. I begged god not to let him over-talk like usual. Thankfully, after asking me about that thing he walks away. I think he tells something to the class but I wasn't listening. Then I think he walks out the door.

Ms. Taylor is now in the classroom. Then I watch my brother come into the classroom. He has some friends waiting outside the door, the same and more friends as in the dream I had the previous night. He asks Ms. Taylor is he could go out to the food places down the street, as if Ms. Taylor was our mom. I don't question this at all. All I could think about at this point is coming with him. Ms. Taylor says "Yeah, go ahead." I say I will go with them. Then Josef leaves out the door not even noticing me there. I am hesitant to follow them now because it would be weird. Ms. Taylor says "well, go?." I feel rushed and embarrassed, and angry at Ms. Taylor for being angry at me. I run out the door to the hallway and I look down the hall towards staircase A. I see my brother walking back and from a distance, holding a pizza form or box or something, he tells Ms. Taylor that there's a group pizza thing and asks if he could buy it for him and his friends. She says yes, and he starts running back towards staircase A, into the distance. I wasn't able to ask him if I could go with him, and for that I feel frustrated and bad. He didn't notice me standing there speechless and waiting to speak at all! It's like I wasn't even there the whole time! Well I don't think that, I'm really just having vague 'forever alone' thoughts and feelings come to me. I impulsively follow him. Everyone is wearing light winter coats. It is snowing very lightly, and there is snow about a foot and a half deep on the other side of the drive in road of the school on the side toward the park, while the snow in the main grass area in the middle is also either about a foot deep, deeper, or lightly buried that you can see some grass. As I am walking toward my brother leaving the school and starting up to the middle area, I am playing with my cellphone, and it makes a loud noise that I don't even recall now from reading my notes. Then I am playing with some kind of thin chord from my cellphone that could be a part of a headphone. I trip and fall into the snow as I cross the drive in road toward the park, and hide in the snow, for the first time noticing and watching my brother play snowball fight. I then notice that the sliding part of the cellphone and the thin chord has submersed into ice cold snow, and am worried that it will break. I somehow check if it still works. Then I continue watching my brother. I feel left out, and want to reach out to him but he is so far away, and if I did, it would be awkward and embarrassing.

Then I wake up.

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This next dream I only clearly remember the part with Liz eating a butterfly. The rest is a very foggy memory of being on a bus with some awkward moments among friends that I blame on myself.

I'm not sure if we were also on a bus at this part or not, but it appeared to be a dark, small or hidden, location. I am there with Lauren and Liz. Liz is sitting on a bench or some higher seat above me and Lauren, and Lauren and I are looking slightly up at her. I don't see Lauren face very often in this fragment. Both of our eyes are focused on just Liz. I actually remembered completely clearly every single word and a phrase that stood out, that Liz said to us, and our responses. We are talking about butterflies for some reason. Liz says she hates butterflies, and starts eating one. We see her eating one, but it's like a thought form imagination that we each share or something, because none of us think she is actually eating a butterfly. The butterfly looked a little foggy as well. Then, to tease us even more, Liz uses a Harry Potter wand she had laid out beside her and casts and quick spell to manifest a real butterfly. It was a very large butterfly - noticing after waking up from the dream - but none of us questioned the size, we all knew it was real. She slowly starts eating the butterfly, tearing off the wing material from it's stems, one area by one. My and Laurens' reactions to this include super sad partially fake crying, yelling, "NO!!"'s, "STOP IT"'s, and EWW's. I am feeling very sad seeing this happen. In the end, she tore off 3 sections of the left wing. We were all so sad. The butterfly was very beautiful and very still while this was going on. It looked like a monarch, but was blue.

Observation: I seem to unknowingly control the situation in the dream by having hopes about something and worries about something. Ie: With Mr. Gamble, he rarely ever stop talking in real life, but in this dream I really wanted him to not talk so much as he does, and somehow felt like I had a bit of control over this by commanding it in my mind, and it worked! Maybe if I learn to notice these control coincidences and increased law of attraction in dreams, I will be able to recognize I can control things much more easily and thus have a lucid dream.

Our family now has two iPads. A black iPad first gen and a white iPad 2. I'm watching a movie in my room on a couch on the wall opposite my bed (this couch does not exist IRL) and am under a blanket. I am watching the movie on the black iPad and eating chocolate glazed donuts at the same time. Every time I pull a donut from under the covers the chocolate scrapes off on the blanket and the screen of the iPad. I'm looking out the window too, it's nighttime. My brother might be with me. I also remember seeing the white iPad on my kitchen table.

This is a bit of an embarrassing dream but I put it down to being sick these last few days and having bad diarrhoea.

Not sure how the dream starts but remember having to travel to some place, but could feel as I was walking along that I was shitting my pants. I reached in with my hands to chuck out the worst of it, but still felt dirty and uncomfortable. Came accross a river/lake/sea and took the opportunity to jump inwith my clothes on and clean myself up. Once done I carried on to my destination only for the shit to start over again.