dream fragment

Melatonin, hard boiled egg, banana w/ nutella, tums
I was in French class, and I kept seeing Mme Irish keep moving around the room, I guess preparing for the fette. I was in the back corner of the room.
Mom and I were at Seafood City, but it looked more like Los Amigo's. As we were waiting in line ordering our food, the ladies serving us just left and forgot about the customers. They weren't paying any attention, so ma went over to the workers area, and came out with an apron and hairnet. She filled my tray with poncit and the other thing that she normally gets. I asked her, did they let you do that? She said she didn't care, and just wanted to speed things up. *
I remember something also running around in the house. Also I was preventing some people from getting to th object/dead thing.*

Sucks that I ate so much last night, expecting to have atleast better recall. ;n;

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Still not much sleep, but I seem to dream alot anyways. Had another short lucid, and a bunch of fragments.

22.30: Sleep

05.10: Dreams and fragments
*I'm letting a couple of dogs bite hold my arms in their mouths. They bite me gently.

*I've lost my keygenerator pad somewhere in the trash. I enter the small garbage station and start looking for it in a green trash can. There are Billys pizzas everywhere, and I can't seem to find the damn thing. A man comes in through the door. "Oh, hi. I'm just looking for my key" I tell him. He nods and looks away. I spot the thing on the floor, but it's been smashed.

*I'm in Monica's car. For some reason I decide to burn it up, and light a small fire in the back seat. Smoke starts to pour out of it as I'm standing nearby, talking to someone. There are tall apartment buildings nearby, and I suddenly realise that they will probably see what I'm doing and call the cops. I douse the fire and get in the car. I head to my dad's house and when I get there, my dad comes out. "Want to buy her car? It's got a new battery and you can take the engine, it's very good" I tell him. He laughs at me, but appears interested.

*I'm in skarr's house with two more people. We're in his room on the upper floor, and I sit down in his blue computer chair. I recall him telling me it makes him sweat, alot. I can feel how hot it gets and even though there are several windows open all around us, it's super hot.

*I'm not sure what I did before, but I'm lucid. Infront of me is a huge castle, like a church. There's a big flight of stairs leading up to two massive wooden doors. Some guy is walking up the stairs, I think it's my friend G's friend, Emil. "Hey Emil, wait up!" I say and start worrying about the dream ending because they always do when I try to catch up with things. I rub my hands and walk up the stairs after him. He doesn't stop, so I repeat myself. Almost at the top, he stops and turns around and greets me.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 6½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Fragments for the first dream. I was on the phone with my friend Chason for the majority of the dream. Every time I would try to go, he would keep me there. It felt like the conversation lasted hours. My mom was on the computer. I finally hung up on him and felt very peaceful.

Next I was downstairs when I noticed a lot of police activity outside. I went to the window and saw they were all going to the house next door. There was a single female cop standing outside. There were some dogs from a K9 unit around.

I answered my door and there was one of my neighbor's and a cop. I knew him from town. I can't remember what he explained to me, except it was something about drugs, and then he asked if he could look around my house. I said "I'm sorry, officer. I know you're just doing your job, but I don't consent to searches unless you have a warrant." He said okay, a little disappointed.

He said, "Well we've just been hit can you give us your fingerprints with this kit?"

I replied, "No officer, not unless required by law. He's my neighbor and I've been in his house. I could have accidentally touched something incriminating." He smiled very broadly and so did I, as if this was incredibly funny, then he left.

I went to my neighbor's house. When the mother opened the door, she looked very old and sick. She asked me something and then closed the door, which was actually a very large shower curtain, and I saw her kids go upstairs looking tired. I began explaining to her as she shut the curtain how to deal with the police, what her rights were and weren't. She was like "You be my kid now?" because apparently people in my dreams lack basic English skills. She was very happy. I told her a few things she should do as she went to her car. An old man wheeled towards her, complaining about it. My mom also complained that I had told her how to keep herself safe from police inquiry. I think this is all related to my disgust of people decrying the London riots.

August 10, 2011

Title.

Kinda a mix between a fragment and a dream. I would personally see this as a short dream but I going to label it as a fragment also.

Being in that white castle looking place (watching the dubbed anime on Adult Swim) Ichigo was found beaten up but still wearing his Hollow mask. Red Pineapple hair guy (damn Japanese names) found him and drag in out where all of the other captains were. He try removing the mask but Ichigo woke up and his eyes were still yellow. For a sec in the dream his body was pure white and he was just the base (meaning no hair and no clothes) but his yellow eyes were still there.

I somehow enter the dream and I told him to put the mask back on. I ask him how do he usually take it off during battle. He said something about spiritual pressure and I told him he should try that then. Of course it works and then I woke up.

Dumbass Ichigo.

This night was the greatest LD night I ever lived since I started lucid dreaming. I had 5 LDs (which of course I chained, I love DEILD) but in each of them I demonstrated dream control like I had never experienced before.

Dream 1: I start my lucid dream by doing a random reality check in my living room while my mom is watching me. As soon as I realise I am dreaming I decide to go outside. It's night. I open the door and jump in the snow (even though its summer in RL). Then I go on the street and see a lot of cars passing by with many pedestrians. I see a hockey net from afar. I decide to fly by using a special technique specifically designed for my inability to fly (made by Loaf). I sit down as if I'm in a car, use the invisible gas to go forward and tilt up to fly. Once high enough I am able to let go and fly away, but I end up in a big horizontal vortex talking to Nick Cannon. I talk to him about how he is black.

I try to DEILD but fail since I had lost a little lucidity near the end. I go back to sleep.

Dream 2: I have a big non-lucid about me using a teleporting machine, only to find myself with 7 fingers on each hand. I am pissed and decide to try to sue the company who made it, for no success. I never realise that unusual hands is a reality check lol. I talked to my uncle in the middle of that dream, which leads to the 3rd one.

Dream 3: False Awakening. I wake up in my bed and my cell phone rings. It says someone sent me two pictures. I think that its my uncle who sent me pictures of his dog (could have happened). I get up and go in the living room. ALL of my family is there, including my uncle. It takes me awhile to understand but I do a reality check as the dream fades out. I now begin my chain of LDs. I DEILD back into a dream. I am now back in my living room and everyone tells me that the pool is weird. I go to check it and they tell me anyone who goes on the pool floats on the surface. I take a dip myself and float on top of the water. I want to impress my DC family, so I tell them that when I snap my fingers the water will be normal again. I do and they are impressed. I proceed to flying around in my house and my mom asks me how the hell I do that. I tell her I'm just lucid dreaming and she says my brother and sister should try it too. Id rather not, they should go find their own amazing hobby!

Dream 4: As I DEILD in the next dream, I remember that youre not supposed to chain too much or you will start forgetting your first dreams (and I dont want that) which is why when my dream starts off with 2 santa claus puppet, I wake myself up to start off on a clean slate with a better dream.

Dream 5: I am in a restaurant with my family once again, but as soon as the dream starts I completely abandon the plotline to go have fun outside. I have an aversion against doors, so I go through the window of the restaurant even though the door is right next to it. I bump on the window a couple of times before passing through, but I dont care since who can see me right? I dont remember much after that, except that I walked on the street and saw my friend Sandy. Im turned on and want to have sex, so I try to make a Playmate appear I tell myself that when I look behind me, she will be there (and naked). However the Dreamworld has a way of somehow preventing me from having dream sex, maybe because there are so many better things to do. So I fail to make her appear.

Dream 6: I DEILD with the firm intention of having dream sex. I am in a big school filled with people my age. As I am walking the hall I say out loud que jai le gout de fourrer. The girl next to me tells me she does too but shes ugly so I tell her that shes just a DC and im the dreamer here. I choose . I am roaming for a place in the school to have sex "privately" if you will until I end up in a big dark room with shelves. I decide to try to make sandy appear this time and it works. As I'm walking up to her I'm already taking of my shoes and coat but she walks away from me. I follow her and she seems to agree but as she says that we should go in the corner a bunch of girls from the school come into the room looking for costumes for a dance show (wearing makeup and everything). Then theres guys too. Once again, im prevented from having sex. He he

Dream 7: I'm back in the restaurant. For a brief moment I seem to have lost all my superpowers. I cant seem to levitate or fly or anything. I push my finger through my palm to make sure that I am dreaming. Fade out.....again

Dream 8: Had a non-lucid dream about doing homework secretly in school with my friends.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID NIGHTLY ADVENTURE

Good morning! Didn't get much sleep last night either, but I did get lucid. The dream was freaky, and my recall really sucks. I also had some nightly hallucinations. Monica wrote down what I said, but I remember what I did.

23.00: Sleep

00.15: Nightly Adventure
*I wake up and see bugs in my bed. I can feel them biting me. "Damn, that's gross" I say. "There's something crawling under here." I look under my pillow. "Damn you're gross babe" I tell Monica. "And now they're crawling on my legs aswell..." I sigh loudly and head for the bathroom.

05.10: Fragment
*I'm with my younger brother Morgan, only it's not him. Something is possessing him and I seem to be the only one who knows this. He tells me all kinds of evil stuff and I'm really scared. I try to smack the demon out of him but it won't work. I bang his head hard on some railing, but he just laughs at me. My dad shows up and I have to explain to him what's going on. "How can you know for sure? If I see him possessed, and you don't, what does that mean?" I'm so confused. I slowly get lucid. I start to smile at him. I know he can't hurt me now. "I'm dreaming, so..." I say and he just looks amused. Not sure if I try to use powers and can't, but I recall doing something similar, like I have no power even though I'm lucid.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 6 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! Freaky dream.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Dream - Lucid

I was walking through what looked like a building at my college. The walls were all cracking. It was the year 2012, and this was supposed to be the end of the world. It was a lot like the movie 2012; the world was supposed to go out in a series of crazy natural disasters.

I walked into another room, and a girl was standing right in front of a huge bulge in the wall. The bulge was a lava rock trying to break free, and it was creating tons of cracks. Eventually, I could see the actual lava rock. I was a little concerned about the girl, but I figured she knew what she was getting into. It was the end of the world, after all. I walked back into the other room, and there was a pile of 3 large lava rocks by the door. I commented on this to someone. I could feel the heat they were emitting as I walked by.

Then, I was in my house, and the same thing was happening. My family and I were trying to get out of there before the house sunk into the ground in the major earthquake that was about to happen. I was in the living room, which was lit only by the sunlight coming through the blinds. I then walked into the kitchen. I looked to my left, and the wall by the kitchen table was bulging and cracked like the one I saw in the building at my college. I was trying to rush my family out of the house, because I knew what would happen next: There would be a giant earthquake that would destroy not only the house, but the neighborhood, the town, everything.

I was trying to get my mom out of there to get in the car, which was parked in the driveway. She went out, but my brother didn't want to leave. I had to convince him to get in the car. He knew what was going to happen, but he wanted to stay anyway. I finally convinced him to get in the car.

As soon as I was going to try to get in the car to leave, I remembered that I had forgotten my sunglasses. I ran back inside, telling everyone I'd only be a second. I didn't even know if I had time to do that, the house could be toast any minute now. I knew I needed to hurry. I ran into the kitchen and saw the bulge in the wall getting bigger. I looked on the floor and saw some of my shoes scattered everywhere. I contemplated that for a second, thought about maybe taking them, then decided not to and kept on moving. I went into the living room, spotted my sunglasses on the coffee table, and grabbed them. I also grabbed my purse and possibly a few other things before I ran out the door again and into the car.

~

Something about Ryan. I remember seeing him sitting on a couch.

This one was only a fragment.

I dreamt that I was in my Biology lecture that's supposed to start later this month. My professor looked completely different that he does in real life and spoke with a Texas accent. Then I woke up. T_T

Neurosisfish's Dream

Dream 1 - books
I'm sitting across from or beside some girl I know and I am telling her that "I finished the book", referring to a book I recently finished. I get a response I dont expect, but when I wake I realize that no one I know of has read this book and that I dont know this girl either. It was City of Bones.

Dream 2 - On the way to the party
I am walking downtown with a group of 3 guys, 2 are slightly taller and white and the other is shorter and asian. All of us are dressed in nice formal wear and we are walking from one party to another, which I believe to be located in a large stairwell of some sort.
The down town area is very modern, with large metal and glass buildings, some of which are angled and sunken so they resemble awkward triangles more than skyscrapers.
Along the way, we meet 3 other of my other friends who are having a similar party of their own in a close by building. They made something like 200 000 glowing orbs which they hung from the ceiling. we goof around a bit, acting lame. I believe the group I'm with wins this confrontation and continues to walk.

Dream 3 - The party goes on continued from Dream 2
We arrive at the party location; it has large glass doors and white walls, the ceiling is likely 20 ft tall and there are black temporary dividers set up in the middle of the large room, making a square. This looks like the emptied main floor of a large shop.
Farther in, we meet the host. She is shorter and looks part or full asian with Long black hair and dressed in black. The asian guy from the group and her begin to flirt, although he is not that good at it, and in the end she more or less makes him ask her out to dance later for that night.
I know the night is going to be righteous so I set up a small stand to the side for citrus flavored beverages, which the host commends me on. At this point I'm wearing brown slacks, a blue sweater/jacket, and a white shirt with a red pizza hut logo on the front. We walk over to the host, who is now talking to one of my friends that just arrived. The host doesnt seem too pleased at my outfit and she asks me to go buy something nice to wear. I tell her that the shirt is fine, "it's ironic", but she doesnt buy it.
She convinces me to go buy a shirt and I ask if she needs anything to wear since i'm out. She says yes and decides to show me what to get. My friend who was talking to her tags along and I drag my other friend as well.
One of the exits to this floor leads into a shopping mall, and immediately she leads us into a store. The store is dim, furnished with dark woods.
Looking around, she says "I know i've seen it" and I tell her that I can pick something out if I know her style. She picks up a shirt with a little cute drawing on it. I say "So your style is small, cute, and funny, just like you. Awwww" She pushes me through the upheld shirt and I catch a smile on her face.
"Aha!" she exclaims as she walks over to a rack of grey sweaters with a bright green picture of some sort of cute personified iPod drawing on it. She hands me the shirt and walks off with my friend.
I look at the size and it says 56. Looking at this I feel as if it would be a bit large. I look at the rack and the only smaller sizes are 36, 9, and 8. I ask my friend is he knows what size she is, he has no clue.
I text my friend who went off with her to ask her.
and I wake up

All I can recall is just doing a reality check and becoming lucid. That's about it.

I'm in a classroom, sitting next to ... someone I know. Chris maybe? It's not my class; I'm on break just like I am now. The professor - a woman - has drawn a map on the blackboard, unlabeled. It's a test of some sort. Somehow, the map relates to a book they were supposed to read. I happen to guess one right, based purely on geography as opposed to knowledge of this book. For the most part, the students aren't doing so well and the teacher seems a little frustrated. Eventually, the required parts of the map are filled in.

More students arrive, another class... one of them is Michael Rayome. My history with him in the dream is the same as real life. The first class leaves. Actually, everyone leaves except Chris and I (not 100% sure it was Chris - it's definitely Chris at the END, but it might have started out as someone else). The prof does some odd skit I can't fully explain. I thought, at the time, that it was part of the class, but when it was done the prof said it wasn't. I felt kind of foolish. Also, everyone had left because the class was over, which I also didnt realize. I thought they were coming back, so again I feel foolish - I had been waiting there for nothing. I see Chris walking up the stairs.

August 9, 2011

Fragments...Maybe two or three of them.

I stay up all night and went to bed around 4:30 AM.

I only recall a lot of fighting. At one point I believe I dream of a RPG where rice cakes were fighting doughnuts and it was just on loop when it came to spawning. Mother 3 kind of deal where three come at a time.

So yea, like I said, ton of fighting but nothing you can read.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! It's been a while since I posted an entry. Been away and I haven't dreamt much lately since I got home, and no lucids at all. I have had dreams almost every night, but mostly just fragments for two weeks though.

23.00: Sleep

05.10: Fragments
*I'm playing a strategy game with my brother and my sister. We're playing against eachother. I build a big fort and defend my place with lots of archers. My brother tries to attack me but dies, my sister sneaks up on me and takes over all other bases I have on the map, and wins the game.

*I'm talking to two guys my age. They're wearing suits, and we're all speaking English. They sound snobby, and use a very strong dialect when talking. We start talking about tea or something and one guy laughs at me for remembering something about it. "Hey, you remember it too if you bring it up!" I say and laugh at him. I sit there and play with some white sauce on my plate with my knife. I accidentaly jerk to the left and some guy walking by, gets sauce on his coat. "Oh shit, man I'm so sorry" I say, embarrassed. I give him a napkin to wipe it off and apologise some more.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 6 hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I had a dream before I became lucid where I'm in the basement of my house in some strange room I've never seen. I know it's my bedroom, but it had logs surrounding it around the ceiling. One wall had lights shining up it for decor, and I realized you can change the colors and images on it. I eventually started changing the images when I got to this snowy level that turned into Mario Party. I found a hidden trail which led me straight the a star. (I was playing Mario Party with my friends in real life before I went to bed). I left that screen and went to a half torn-down wall with murals of some random friends of mine. They came up next to me and saw that it was turning colors and deforming when they said we should tear it down. I didn't want them to because I really liked the way it looked. I looked through a hole in it and saw what looked like the old Aperture Science test chambers in Portal 2. I climbed through the hole and made my way through a bunch of rusty pipes until I was eventually in the gym of my Church. The dream started fading away at this point.

I think I woke up at this moment, but when right back to bed. I remember a little segment of a dream where I was walking through a forest where I was for sure that Transformers 3 was shot there. Looking back on it, it looked nothing close to what the movie looked like.

That dream eventually moved me to my swimming pool. A bunch of my brother's and I friends were swimming with us and the filter was pumping out water at ridiculous speeds. We started swimming against it and tried making it one of those infinity pools, but it was too powerful and pushed us back. It was also a lot warmer than the water and air around us, and felt extremely good. I went underwater and became lucid because of seeing everything clearly without goggles. I didn't do a reality check because I knew it was a dream strictly on how weird it was. I rubbed my hands together to make things clearer and saw my brother underwater swimming around me. When everything was clear, I looked around and saw that the pool was getting blurry. I started spinning to keep the dream going and went above water to see what it was like. Somehow I ended up next to one of my guy friends who was holding on to a girl friend and I ran over to hold on her too. We got pushed underwater by the filter and I held onto her as long as I could as we sank the the bottom of our now bottomless swimming pools. I could feel I was running out of air, so I tried swimming back up. I was at least 50 feet from the top and worried until I realized I could breath underwater. On the way up, my brother swam by again wearing Ray Ban glasses that are extremely deformed. I go above water and see my sister's ex-boyfriend. I ask him for a bowl. (A few dreams ago, I found out I could get "high" in my dreams. And I don't smoke in real life anymore but I loved the feeling). So he hands me a plastic cup with my old blue bowl in it. I do my thing when I see my neighbor walk over and ask my sister's ex what he has in his "shoelace box". He walks into my garage when I punch him in the face for some reason. He gets pretty pissed so he pulls out one of his guns, which is actually a nerf gun with a cap in the front. He shoots to the right of me to try to scare me, but it's just a little pop and I start laughing. I call him a fake and the dream starts fading away. I try to spin to keep it going, and I start to see a scene where I'm playing bass in some concert. It doesn't fully appear and I eventually wake up.

I haven't been trying to get lucids for a while, but this might jump me back into it.

Inspired by 'America's Got Talent', one of my first dreams was about some wily buddies of mine doing an acrobatics stunt show. We were all in a matted red-floored arena. We were doing acrobatic butt-painting: not that we were painting butts, instead, we were painting WITH our butts.

It went like this: buddy number one would dip his butt in paint, and then do this super diving board stunt that would launch him hundreds of feet into the air. On the way down, he'd smack his painted butt onto a canvas and make a big ol' paint smear. Everybody would start cheering. All things considered, it was very impressive and clearly required some highly exacted and specialized skill. Go him.


Next thing I know, I'm in the mountains with my Dad, and we're hunting these cool birds that look like gray pigeon-parrots. I'm shooting a shotgun with dense rounds of bird shot. The gun is hard for me to handle at times, and at one point I get afraid of its weight and power in my hands and discharge it into the gray mist of the forest. Soon after, my Dad and I see one of the pigeon-parrots fly towards us with what seems to be a broken wing. We go to rescue it.

While standing next to the pigeon-parrots, the scene morphs, and Father and I are on a truck in a small mountain road. Some guys in the car next to us ask about the way to Camp Chawanakee, an old Boy Scout camp I used to go to every Summer.