dream fragment

I remember having a lucid. I have no recall of it anymore, because I'm a dumbass and didn't type it up when I should've.

BiscuitHappyz's Dream

I seem to be having a recall dry spell, and I do not have a clue why that could be. Hopefully I find out and/or recover from it soon. But I did manage to remember one fragment from last night;

I was lying in my bed, on my back, with my current book, The Black Lung Captain, propped up on my chest. My black reading lamp, perched on the arch of the end of my bed behind me, lit the room with a warm, yellow light. I was paying little attention to the other details of my room, as I was actually reading the book.

The text was strangely coherent, yet all the the things the booked described contradicted what it described earlier. It was as though I were reading the dream.

The only thing I remember reading clearly was close the bottom of the left page of the book;

'Frey moved into the engine room and shoved Matt aside.'

Of course this make no sense out of context, so in context, that would be;

'Frey, the impolite captain, moved into his ship's engine room, and shoved Matt, the assistant engineer that is not actually in the book but instead my mind put there, into a pipe, possibly hurting his spine.'

It is also notable that Matt is the name of a character in another series of books much like the Black Lung Captain.

That's all I remember. Interesting, methinks.

Kumara's Dream

Fragment - I was one of and/or observing some people staging scenes in one reality to play out in another reality. They/we were creating fight scenes and brainstorming ideas for illusions that would warrant a fight. (interesting little snapshot of the inner psyche)

At the beginning of the dream, my parents announced we were going to some event. It was nighttime, and I decided to watch an old movie. Then I realized it was the director's cut, so I stopped watching it. I went to the kitchen when all of a sudden, the event began inside the house. A bunch of people were there. I think there were maybe 300 or so. And the kitchen was gone too. And it was daytime now. And there was singing and dancing.

During the event, I became enemies (not friends) with a girl. I don't know what happened, but we didn't like each other that much.

At the end of the dream, the both of us got caught up in some flying machine that looked like it was flown by Orville and Wilbur. Then the plane was up in the air and the girl was thrown into peril. I had to save her. So I was trying my hardest, and then the dream was over.

No lucid dreams yet. Keep trying. Keep trying.

I was in college and had just walked throguh the barriers.

I figure I might as well put all my old dreams I posted on this website into my new dream journal, but I'm too lazy to do that one by one. So for all you die-hard fans (haha, what die-hard fans? ), here is the link to my old thread, started on March 4, 2010:

http://www.dreamviews.com/f107/just-...amviews-93085/

(btw, I wrote these almost two years ago, so I apologize if I sound like a mega-douche)...

All I remember from this dream is that I was at some kind of beach area. In the beginning, I was at a shore house....I believe it was one-story and elevated off the ground, as many shore houses are. My mother got back from some kind of doctor bearing a box of contact lenses...I asked why I needed them, as my vision is 20/20, and she told me that they were necessary to protect my eyes....So, I put them on...
Then the dream cuts to me on the edge of some landform with my friend, Brandon, who it is inferred also has a summer house at this beach area. The land I'm on is covered in all sorts of trash (boxes, cinder blocks, broken wood planks, dead grass, etc.), and the part I'm standing on is probably 20 ft above the water in an inlet, I suppose. The ocean was on my right, and the water cut into the land was on my left. The water was calm for being pretty much the ocean, like lake-calm. The land became really steep as it met with the water, still covered in various garbage obstacles, making it difficult to climb down, which is what Brandon and I did. as we looked across the inlet, we saw a small (maybe 15' x 15'), abstractly circular island covered in healthy grass, right in the middle of the water, between the two sides of the inlet. Beyond that island was the other side, which was a commercial beach. The dream then skips, and I am now on the other side of the inlet, the beach. Now, the water is normal beach water, with small waves crashing down on the shore. The ocean was still to my right, so I'm facing north, and on my left was a (unusually elevated) boardwalk. A building jutted out a bit from the boardwalk, resembling the way Martell's Tiki Bar in Point Pleasant Beach, NJ juts out from the boardwalk, shown in this picture:


(The difference is that the building in my dream only extended out from the boardwalk about 10 ft., and was blue and white in color)

Oddly, there were palm trees at this beach, though my dream infers that I was in New Jersey (where palm trees don't grow naturally). My friend and I walked up the coastline for a bit, until we saw our dads drive up in mango tango Jeep with the top down (The dream had now changed settings, as now we were on the sidewalk looking to a car on a road, with a thick forest of palm trees on the other side of the road):


(the was just like this, only it had a soft-top roof that was rolled back, so there really was no roof.)

Our dads asked us what we were doing and why we had ventured out so far without their consent...from there on I don't remember...

It's interesting how I remembered more and more of the dream as I typed this, so the dream is all up there in my head somewhere, but I just can't get it all...

I wasn't figuring on being able to remember any dreams from last night because I had a fairly potent margarita with my dinner. But I do remember bits and pieces of it:

I'm outdoors somewhere with some frineds of mine from work. And I'm carrying some kind of handheld device which lets me see things the others can't. We seem to be in some sort of competition with another group of guys from work and one of them (a guy I work with named Wade) is carrying a similar device. We seem to be driving on some kind of circular track. My team is driving counterclockwise, while the other team is driving clockwise. Or maybe it's just me and Wade who are driving, because I remember looking through the device and being able to see him coming at me. I'm unclear on what the rules of the race are.

In another dream, I find myself driving along a road approaching a 90 degree turn to the left which leads to a long bridge. It's been raining and there is water flowing over parts of the road as the water rises. I'm wanting to cross the bridge and get to the other side before the water gets too high and I am unable to cross.

Sidenote: This bridge scene has appeared in my dreams quite a few times in the past. I don't recall it being a bridge that I've ever seen in waking life, but in my dreams it feels as though it's a familiar sight.

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

10-09-11 I am in Hornslet on the spot right across the road from stopperen. Casper and Krimi are there and we are talking about what to do.

We decide to go and do some kicks with an American football. I ask what types of kicks and he replies all kinds, scoring kicking off, punting.
…

I am at the shore, though there is a cliff side down to the water. We are a group of people, like a club playing a game where we run down the cliff side as quickly as we think safe to do so.

A girl or someone is calling me, though I don't think it is my phone and a guy tosses it out over the side of the cliff. I get the feeling someone is following us.

In total I run down the side twice, the second time being when the guy tosses the phone and this time I am a bit quicker than the first. It is all about finding small spots to put a foot and plants that look rooted enough to support the weight when you grab them.

The second time around there is a guy who shouts fuck it and basically runs the distance. He is wearing black with “big” black hair as well. I decide to raise the pace a bit as well. Halfway down Daniel comes running down rather recklessly and gets stuck. You get the feeling it is his first time and people don't really like him there.

I swing an arm down and pull him up and hope that he hasn't broken anything. I don't think he has. I think the leader tells me “Nice running and nice DJing too” referring to pulling up Daniel while running.
…

I have been jacked, I don't know what they have jacked, but I think it is small nomadic houses.

They are on a train and I catch up to them and jack the train back, which contains my stuff along with materials to construct new ones.

There is a car coming towards the train and I fear we are getting derailed, however the car is small enough to drive under the train. There is someone in the car 2 people I think, but I don't know them.

Think the next obstacle is a tilted train lying across the tracks, but the dream stops before I get to that part.
…

A young (18 or so) lesbian is lying on top of someone's mum who is there to pick up her son. She is lying there for quite some time. Sort of get the feeling that it is the first time the lesbian is with a woman as well. She is wearing pink hot pants and a green top.

Shane comes n and shouts the woman's name. The woman doesn't seem like she has been trying to resist all that hard and you get the feeling the lesbian is hot.

[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]
[COLOR="lightblue"]Middlestate[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Last night I went to bed, feeling dizzy and terrible. I am ill. I still did the exercises for day 3 and 4 and then went to sleep.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I had a dream where I really had the urge to go to the bathroom. The whole dream consisted of me trying to find a toilet. When I finally did find one I stood there very long and let it flow. I understood that something was wrong, how can I pee for this long? And why doesn't the urge dissapear?!
I then got a terrible realisation, what if this was a dream and I wet myself for real, so embarassing.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Then I woke up and saw that, no I hadn't wet myself. But I still[ had the urge to go to the toilet.
So I went to the bathroom and then went back to sleep. I told myself that I will recognise that I am dreaming.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I was now standing at a theater, and I was a part of it. My role was to just say one line at a certain time. I saw my parents down in the audience... I don't remember why or how, but I went down under the scene and saw that someone had started a fire with fireworks, so the play had to be canceled.

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The dream sceneary changed and the basement was now a part of my real house (I don't have a basement) and I went up to the kitchen and saw a hot violinist. I immediatelly thought about sex. But when I went out there to reach her, she transformed into a flower. I was discouraged. I then went to my livingroom and I looked at my hands.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="red"]I instantly became lucid. This time I was really focussed on how to stabilize this dream.
I looked at my hands and I touched my body, I rubbed my hands. And then I did something I have never tried before.
I jumped placed my feet infront of me, so when I landed I will hit my butt. On the landing everything become super clear.
I then leaned back, like the test you do to test trust, but this time no one was catching me and I fell straight down on my back. The spine felt weird and I bounced straight back up. The dream was now clear, but I forgot to spin so my mind wasn't clear...
I went out in the garden and flew, with surprising control. Then I saw my dad, I somehow become convinced that he was my real dreaming dad in my dream, so I did everything I could to make him realise that he was dreaming.
I shouted "Dad you are dreaming!" "Look at me you are in a dream", instead I lost my lucidity... [/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Then I woke up and wrote this dream down, I could have chained it but chances are that I wouldn't have remembered it then, so I didn't wanted to risk that. Instead I went to the bathroom again and then back to bed.
I now thought to myself "I can enter a dream without falling asleep, my thoughts wil be vivid enough"[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I then had a dream about something that I can't remember, something matrix related though.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="red"]Then I see a hot girl and become lucid haha. But this time I didn't have the same control over my subconscious mind. I instantly thought about sex and lost my lucidity right away.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I then had a dream about me trying to kill a person from the Games of thrones series.
Khal Drogo, incredibly strong and fast. But somehow I managed to put a knife in his chest. Although I was chocked.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]It feels like I am getting better at stabilize a dream, but today I am going to read about what more I need to do according to the most famous authors on the subject. Maybe it had been done if I had spinned too.[/COLOR]

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It happens at least twice a week. I'm dreaming (lucidly or partially lucid) and I'm making out with my extremely HOT teacher. Well now former teacher but still it's really weird.This happens almost anywhere in my dreams but I can't really control it...only sometimes depending on the dream environment and situation. It's getting really annoying & I can't help but wonder if it's from my obsession with him.

I have horrible recall from last night, not really sure why.

All I remembered when I woke up was a really lumpy, nasty looking sausage in a bun with one bite taken out of it, and it said Pottermore above it. I forgot everything else.

I started thinking about N this morning though, and I'm pretty sure N and her boyfriend M were in my dream.

Oh well, better luck tonight hopefully.

In an effort to make my dreams more vivid, I experimented by taking two 100mg tablets of vitamin B6. I didn't really notice any change as far as my dreams being more vivid.

I recall having several dreams last night, some being easier to remember than others. All I remember of my first dream is being talked to about some kind of paper or contract. It has to do with something from work and it concerns my union. A man was telling me and my co-workers about the contract and that if we sign it, it would be a good thing but that we would be going against the rules of the company (or country) and would be in danger of going to jail. Despite the threat, in my dream I was one of a few guys who signed their paper.

My second dream was kind of weird. Me and some friends, which included Ron Weasly from the Harry Potter movies, had a small backpack filled with explosives which somehow accidently got mixed up with the backpack of a kid who was on a field trip with his class. He and his classmates were in three inflatable rafts which are tied together and drifting single file down a small creek. The teacher is in the lead raft. We are communicating with the boy who has our backpack via a walkie talkie. Ron somehow sneaks onboard the middle raft without being noticed and tells the boy, who is in the raft bringing up the rear, that "there are 75 lbs of explosives inside that laser." By laser, I think he means a flashlight or toy or something, not a real laser.

In my last dream, I find myself drving past an assortment of odd looking buildings that, from the road, look like large souvenir shops. I remember having talked to an old lady (Grandmother type) who wanted me to pick up some kind of magazine that one of the shops sells. Suddenly, I'm inside one of the shops, walking around looking at all the items on the shelves and also keeping an eye out for the magazine. The floor is uneven and I walk down a wooden ramp into one section where a woman designs, makes and sells wedding dresses. There are some magazines on a rack, but the title of the magazine is different from the one my friend wanted, so I leave them alone. The woman is in a small room or office talking to someone, and I remember wanting to hurry through there before she sees me and comes out because I'm afraid she might think I'm wanting to buy something from her. Thankfully the next section of the store has western wear, boots, etc., stuff that is more suited for men and I'm hoping that the woman will see that I'm still walking and not follow me. I'm heading for a section in the very rear of the shop when another section off to the right catched my eye because it's full of some of the most beautiful furniture I've ever seen. There is a display of circular coffee tables in the middle of the room. Each one seems to have been carved out of a single block of wood and each one is different. One has horses (bucking broncos?) which are holding up the top of the table. Another one has a train. Each table is polished to such a high gloss shine that they seem to almost be glowing. That is all I remember because that's when I woke up.

since i only created this account a mere half hour ago (and i havent slept since then, mind you) i guess i should start off with some recurring dreams that i've had. some i haven't had in over a year, some i may have had weeks or months ago. i can't remember specific dates though.

the barn: i start off in what is clearly a decrepit barn/warehouse that resembles my granmothers', except it is surrounded by a sort of blacktop and other unfamiliar buildings. on the inside seems to be a perfectly intact version of my elementary school's library. i am huddling in between two rows of shelves, hiding from some unknown entity. the whole place is on fire. i run out from between the shelves and quickly exit, finding outside on the blacktop crumbling classic cars (alliteration alert!!!1) and other assorted rubbish. (which is wierd, because there are also old cars and junk outside of my grandmothers' barn. my brain seems to have just plopped the barn and its surrounding area into an inner city) i hide behind one of the cars, fearing for my life but also having never seen the face of what is trying to kill me, i don't know what to look for. i keep running. now, this is where it gets somewhat bizarre. i have had this dream at least 20 times in my lifetime, and every time it is nearly identical. now, as i start to run further away from the barn, what do i trip over but an octopus. an octopus. classic. not a living one but some sort of semi-genuine looking blue blow-up octopus. anyway, after i trip over the octopus, i remain on the ground and turn around to face the barn which has now nearly burned to the ground. i begin to slowly fade in and out of consciousness, and before i finally black out i notice i am being dragged by something. all i can see is a shrouded black figure. i cannot tell if it's human. within seconds, i am passed out and the dream has ended.

Chase. Slide. A guy with long hair throws bananas on the floor, while being chased, on a sliding board.