dream fragment

Kumara's Dream


Dream fragment - I was looking at a young girl of about 9. She had dark skin, and seemed hispanic. I remember her eyebrows were thick and her eyes dark.
She was wearing red crocheted headcovering that was like a veil, it did not cover her face. I had one in my hand that was white that I was supposed to put on, but I couldn't figure out how the little girl had put hers on and I was trying to find the way to adjust it so it didn't cover my face.

"Just as an aside I'd like to mention as per the title suggests tonight's dreams are especially fragmented. I'm still not sure if this is due to the fact that my dream recall could still use improvement or that it's part of the way my mind works. Something I'll be trying to figure out in later dream journal entries."

The Bureau
I have the ability to make things with my mind, given I have the right materials. However I can't necessarily create whatever I want. It was almost as if I could only create a limited variety of things. Like I could only build things that had already been built or that where already conceived of irregardless of the time they were from. For instance I could build a combat droid from the future but I couldn't create my own. This didn't mean that I could just build something ridiculous from the future though, it was as if when I had certain materials I knew what could be built from them and chose the best option for the given circumstance. In any case, it was a strange set of abilities to say the least. So because of the abilities some organization had found me and were tracking me down. I would run from them and create machines to combat them but every encounter would reveal that the organization was more omnipotent than I had thought before. In fact the dream would fade, my attention would shift, and I'd soon be in a completely different dream without recollection of the last. Then I would feel something was off (and instead of realizing it was a dream) I would find the bureau watching me. They were following me from dream to dream. In every dream I would snap out of whatever I was doing and realize who they were and the chase would continue. It went on like this through at least five or six dream fragments with no real resolution at the end.

[+] I was in some sort of game or contest/tournament. DkF was there and we had to fight. We fought with various martial arts and I managed to wound his arm quite badly. A girl burst forth from the crowd and clung onto him trying to help stop the bleeding it was clear that she liked him. I felt angry that I had injured someone who someone loved.

[+] I was listening to an album my older sister and I had made. It was pretty good and I was surprised because neither of us are particularly talented musically.

Blue Screen of Invasion?
My computer had the blue screen of death but with a weird error message. Upon investigating it further I uncovered it had been happening to a lot of computers all over the world but that there had been a long running cover up. Recently though the number of cases had exploded and I went to talk to some sort of cop or investigator who told me that it was part of an attack on civilization from an alien race that was about to attack. They had been slowly implanting viruses into our computers and rigging all of our infrastructures to collapse at the snap of a finger and they were getting ready to pull the trigger.

[+] I was inside of a new Pokemon game for the gameboy. It was combined with Naruto for some reason and so it was a strange but kind of interesting mix between the two worlds, really brought me back to the pokemon days of my childhood.

Why I don't go to Mexico
I 'woke up' partially buried in sand in what must have been somewhere in a desert in Mexico. There were other people still unconscious around me. Some of them were in wrapped in some white material almost like they were a mummy or in a cocoon. I realized there was a group of Mexicans 20 yards away or so. They were distracted/talking and I took the opportunity to try to wake a few people up. I succeeded in waking three people but found that many people had already died from being buried alive. It turned out that these people were cannibal bandits who robbed then ate people unfortunate enough to encounter them. They noticed we were trying to escape and came after us but we were able to reach a nearby rock formation and hide in some of the crevices of the rocks.

Means to and End
Some sort of professor doing experimental research. He had been a good guy and started it with pure intentions but his means soon far outweighed the ends. He had started his research in hopes that it would one day help give his vegetated daughter a new body and revive her. But in the end he had lost sight of himself and his values during his years of work and desperation and had slowly slid into experimenting on people. He ended up killing many people in his quest and risked even his daughter's own life.

[+] Talking to JO who had recently come back from her trip to Turkey

Cows
Sentient cows who were still only aware of the farm life. They believed the slaughter house was the afterlife for them. However some of them had begun to resist that notion and question whether the slaughterhouse really was heaven. So there were discussions among the cows, some who believed that upon entering the slaughter house you'd reach enlightenment and ascend to heaven, and others who thought that upon entering the slaughterhouse they'd be brutally killed. I was surprised at the philosophical implications of what I thought was a bit of a silly dream.

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Warning: Little graphic.

Lucid state: Only got to semi lucid

So this dream was fairly long, although I only remember bits and pieces of it.

In the first part of the dream I am helping set up a giant aquarium for this class room. When I put it up, I completely shattered the glass on accident and water came pouring out of the tank. Feeling terrible, I all of a sudden found out I was dreaming for some reason. I was lucid, but part of my mind was still not lucid. So, knowing it was a I dream I started attacking people after growing my canines out only (which is weird that I didn't shape-shift fully). People were screaming and running out of the classroom as I was severing several of their necks out with an explosion of warm blood all over my face. After everyone had left, and several DCs' throats were lying on the ground covered in blood, Something crossed my mind.

I started feeling bad about what I did so I decided if I try and kill myself in order to restart the dream, and do everything the right way. So I found a long sharp spike, and repeatedly started stabbing myself in the heart as I lay on the ground. By this time, windows had appeared in the classroom and a bunch of people started staring at me while I lay there attempting to commit suicide. It wouldn't work.

Fast-forward: I am in a different class room and a new dream. Suddenly I realize I am dreaming, and suddenly decide to have a full voluntary mental-shift just for the hell of it (sill semi lucid). I am jumping around on other students' desks and growling/drooling while on all fours. Same thing happens, all students leave. I decide to try and commit suicide again, and start stabbing myself in the temple of my head. Once again it doesn't seem to be working, as blood starts shooting out the side of my head with every pump of my knife.

I see one of the characters from True Blood, Alcide. He explains he needs help finding someone, so I shape-shift into my wolf as he shape-shifts into his wolf, and we follow a scent until we come across an old couple.

Fast-forward: Me and Alcide watch weird alien space ships leaving and arriving at a lake we walk by. We stand and watch in awe.

I was dreaming.
I don't remember the first part of the dream, but I remember spongebob squarepants (I have only watched sponegebob squarepants 3 times in my life and the last I watched was a few months ago :/ ) and some kind of rocket (to the moon?) were a major part in it, as some extremely small fragments are still memorable! But the following part is the longest fragment I remember:
I was sitting on a small table in school trying to induce a lucid dream through the WILD technique (this was during a non-lucid dream. I'm assuming I was sitting in my history or religions class, due to the fact that I ALWAYS attempt WILD dreaming in those classes because of how BORING and LONG they are. Grr ). As my body relaxed in my dream, rainbow outlines of spongebob squarepants flashed through my mind. This seemed to scare me, but I kept at it and, eventually, found myself in another dream (A dream within a dream -CONFUSING ! ).
I was non-lucid at first, and began to walk around in a (school hall?), and did a reality check (I'm assuming the finger-through-palm RC as that is the one I use most). I realised i was dreaming, become 100% lucid, got excited and started bouncing around trying to fly. I jumped up really high, decided there were better things to do than just flying, and changed my actions ( I don't know to what). I know the dream continues, but that's the last I remember of it. (I was too lazy to write it in my dream journal immediately, and my Dream Recall hasn't been very good lately :/)
This was my first 100% Lucid Experience. Shame I only remember 3 seconds of it </3 :'(

I dreamt that I was sitting in my room, on the edge of my bed with Cecilie beside me. She looked at me and said "Sorry Mikkel, I am just not interested", before walking out of the room. The rest of the dream passed with me lying in my bed, silently crying.

Even in my dreams nobody wants me

I come in to a weird circular building with Charlie, my twin brother, and another man I don't recognize. The man takes me to a series of coffins along the wall, like they were taken out of the wall. We open the first one to find tons of birds just fluttering around, like they've been dying to get out. I'm a little startled by this, and look around to find at the end of the coffin/box two birds fighting over a turtle. Charlie decides to deal with it by taking them up by hands and biting the head off of the turtle! I'm completely disgusted by it, horrified, I can't believe my eyes. We go onto the next few coffin boxes and the two birds fighting are at the end of every box. Charlie continues to bight the head off the turtle that's always there. I think it very weird that the same thing is happening at the end of every single coffin box. Other fragments from the dream include glowy sticks, and that's just about it.

1. I'm participating in a very strange school production of Les Misérables, wherein we only do the scenes with the student-revolutionaries. The entire school building serves as the stage, and there is no concept of onstage/offstage, nor of in-character/out-of-character, so there were even battles in the girls' bathroom.

I was assigned the role of Grantaire, and my acting directions were essentially "if you're not doing anything specified by the script, take the opportunity to follow Enjolras like a lost puppy." There were also rules laid out for the battles - the gymnasium bleachers are the barricades, the rifles use six-sided dice as ammo, and if you're hit in a certain place, act dead.

Assorted bits included epic brohugs, an earthquake, the bathrooms turning into a maze, and a reenactment of the "Orestes Fasting and Pylades Drunk" chapter of the novel, which wasn't in the musical, but since it had so much Enjy/R subtext, we included it for kicks and giggles.

2. I'm trying to keep a former classmate from getting into my house. Dish soap was involved.

3. Trying to find a copy of "Airheads".

4. I'm escaping from someone by running through forests, using a balsa-wood plane as a hang-glider, and hiding in a miniature house in an abandoned camp.

I was on a football pitch I think wearing a Manchester United kit. I was lining up before the match and I made a thorwing action and smiled. Then I threw something at a building I don't know if it was the same dream. But I remember laughing and saying "Ohhhh!"

During the day I recalled being in a fight with someone, I remember him being on a slightly raised platform, and I had him by the arm and flipped him over my shoulder.
I also remember something about school, more specifically being there.

There's already a lot of tension in my dream. A lot of stuff goes on during the beginning, but it's very fuzzy and hard for me to remember. Everything comes in clearly when an older man is talking to a guy with a hateful redneck personality who seems to be in his 30's or so. The redneck is extremely angry about something and every now and then he pauses and looks like he's listening to someone talk. Until the end of him ranting and fuming I finally hear a dark voice say something to him. He then proceeds to smash his own face in with his fists, but instead of any pain or gore his body falls away to reveal something much more built and 'demonic' in appearance. I'm shocked by the sudden transition, but the older man seems to have expected it.

The scene changes and there now seem to be sides in what appears to be an impending war. Based on the appearances of each side, it's mostly angels opposing demons. Ages are still apparent for the beings on each side, as they still look the same other than looking more angelic or demonic in appearance. And for whatever reason, there are also vampires fighting on each side after having been turned by the respective leaders. These vampires can walk into the sun, but it weakens them much more than if they were in the night. I end up being one of the vampires, and am forced to fight for the side of 'good'. The fighting commences and there's lots of gore and death. I can't remember much of the specifics during the fight other than spontaneous scenes where I'll see one side or the other killing a member of their counterparts. I also can see each time I'm fighting another vampire.

After killing a vampire, I wake up from my dream.

This was my second dream in a night, I didn't remember much but I do remember seeing my dog on my dads bed, watching a movie. This was a little odd, but something to add to my dream journal. Who knows this could be a dream sign.

Last night was the beginning of my dream recollection experiences. My first one I remember vaguely but within that dream I remember my mom taking Vicodin, this could be a dream sign for me in some sort of way but we'll have to wait and see. This is my first dream journal.. but my mom is a past addict to many meds which really scarred me for life, this could have something to do with a Dream sign.

Much of this dream has been forgotten. I am thinking that this is a cross between dream and fragment.
- I was in a giant outdoor fair type thing. There were many restaurants but the strange thing about them was that they were all completely outside. There were many booths and chairs. There were fences to separate the different restaurants. It was super sunny out. I saw some people I knew from highschool at a booth. Alyssa was sitting next to Mandy and Alicia sat across from them. I walked up and could sense there was a secret being kept from me. I asked. Finally alyssa suggested that she was having sex for money. I was in shock.
- I am in a grocery store in line.
- the store is packed with people.
- I am wearing denim shorts and a red tank top.
- I was looking at my phone while holding a melon.
- I was thinking about Allen.
- there were flashes of red and bright yellow
- I had a plastic bag in hand.

1. I go to see Swan Lake at Cincinnati's Music Hall with C.W. We pass a White Castle on the way there, and I remark how it's practically an outpost of my college with the clientele it gets. We arrive at the hall, and as we ascend the escalator we see Dr. L. and give him a salute. We get to the lobby and see a glorious buffet laid out before us; the ballet is already starting, and we hear a flautist fail her solo. I start eating and scarf down hashbrowns, vegetables, and a roll before a frumpy attendant starts asking me questions. I act suspicious and evade her questions, and she starts chasing me down. I run into the auditorium, where I find my family and sit by them. I don't escape the woman, though, and am kicked out.

2. I view a montage of Call of Duty matches, all taking place in some sort of museum. It's a hardcore assault on an elevator, and teams trade places between attack and defense. The terrorists almost win a match, letting only two of the good guys escape before time runs out. Once, when the elevator is nearing the attack stage, a string quartet forms and plays Metallica in the space.

The past few nights, my dreams have involved my ex, telling me that he regrets breaking up with me and loves me still... He told his current girlfriend that he never loved her and always loved me. The dreams took place in a hallway near my locker in school.---The weird things about it was that it was my school---but wasn't... you know what I mean? Like it looked nothing like it and the lockers were red, while they are blue in real-life. I hate how dreams alter the truth and I blame my sub-conscience. I'm jealous of those people who learned to control their dreams, knowing they are dreaming and can accomplish anything in their dream-state. I, myself was only to perform lucid dreaming once and it wasn't even on purpose, but it was a few years back.