dream fragment

02.08.2011

Bundle of Fragments (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was engaged in an m3 shotgun fight with somebody. I killed them and another person came up. I jumped over them and shot them in the head.

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Jordan Mencel decided to take off from his regular music and was singing a concert. He sounded absolutely terrible. He was autotuned, but it was like... 15 cents flat every time. It sounded very raspy.

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Metro Police from HL2 came into my house to search for money printers.
"You can't prove that. You need a warrant. They looked pretty intimidating, but I wasn't giving in one bit.
"You need a warrant. You can't prove I have anything."







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cut mp3. Those two words say it all really. Nothing to explain here. Cutting mp3s in FL Studio 9 or 10.

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I was in my old theatre teacher's class. We were in the auditorium doing something for a play.

No clue what she failed/should have passed.. All I know is what I was thinking.
A girl failed and was crying hysterically. She couldn't understand it either. (neither could I, she should have passed with flying colors). The teacher said "appreciate your the talents you have and quit crying over this."

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Another girl from this same class was playing a rock concert. She was playing guitar. She wore a short pink dress, it was mega hot. Haha.

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I was in a minecraft world (though it wasn't cubed or 16x16 texture. It was like real life.

"I need some dirt blocks to finish this." I said.
The skidder looked at me, made a few futuristic noises, and said "over there." He was holding a minecraft block (or rather, sphere) of the globe.







I went over and grabbed this ball of dirt and carried it and continued building my dirt wall.

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Most fragments I could remember upon waking I was too lazy to record

I'm sitting in the passenger seat of an old yellow car. My sister is driving in a large and mostly empty parking lot and she pulls up along a wall on the left side just close enough that I can not open my door. On the other side of this wall is a large freeway with overhead advertising signs.

i don't know but damn last night i had the most bizar dream

i was in a metropolis and it looked like a warzone...
all buildings where damaged and so where the roads bridges etc...
it looked like people where trying to survive... and so did i.

unfortunately i forgot the details but it seems im starting to recall naturally (atleast snippets)

Was up to no good with a DC, having a great time, things went swirly and I was standing in a church near the alter.
Suddenly a ball of energy burst out of the floor and went into my stomach through my naval. I felt very odd, like someone was trying to take control of my body. I hung on for a minute or two, the energy got weaker and tried to escape, I held onto it and absorbed it. Finders Keepers!

1) All I remember is warehouse. Everything else is just blurry or just out of reach of my thoughts. *Sigh* Same thing as the past weeks... I need to get to sleep sooner. And arm myself... I march to war!

I attempted to try the WBTB technique, but failed when someone decided to txt me at 3:30am...then not being able to fall asleep again for awhile...woke up to be extremely disappointed i was unable to recall a dream until just recently.

VIDEO GAMES:
I was in my apartment when I was residing in CT; rummaging through my attic crawl space. I find a plastic ziplock bag with gamecube controllers in it. Not long after I find all my old video game systems, controllers, and games. I recall my PS2 with the Jack and Daxter series, finding another zip lock with PS2 controllers, and the feeling of nostalgia.

DREAM SIGNS: I do not live in CT anymore, I do not own my PS2 or Gamecube anymore

8/1/11
Sprained ankle today. Ice pack and elevated tonight. Slept on back tonight.

1) LUCID. With guy friends. Apparently a race to see who is my best friend. Rob, people. Think to myself Tim wins. In a city block with some form of barrier or shield wall in front of me.

2) Sean. Guys. Time shifts to 1950s. I'm in a dorm room with all these people. Think I need to find a bowler hat to fit in.

3) At an orientation or a first day of college. I first see a play of some sort. After I leave, I sit at a study table. I remember I have a HUGE amount of homework due the first day of school. Poster. Kinda panic, but then realize it's not the first day. I still have a while. A guy walks past with a headset and comm system on. He's the stage manager of the play, I think. The guy sitting next to me yells, "Tech Theatre!" Talk. Other people know each other.

5) While awake in bed before leaving for work. Vision of a box of two chocolate muffins. Grabbed one for breakfast.

6) Playing on the computer with a 360 controller.

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
Folks, this is what happens if you have poor recall and end up becoming lucid. Practice your recall! I had a very frustrating time trying to remember this; I probably spent twenty minutes lying in bed just thinking about it, and even then, I couldn't remember much.

This was a longer semi-lucid that probably clocked in at around 8 minutes, although I can't remember next to anything about it. One thing I do remember is doing the nose-plug RC, but I don't know where I was at the time. A few minutes after this, I was now doing stabilization exercises. I was walking into an underground subway station; it was essentially a large room with a fairly low ceiling; the entire thing was made of darker grey concrete that was almost shiny. The lighting was dim, with a dark yellow hue to it. The concrete was stained and looked decrepit. On one side of the floor, going from one rectangular hole in the wall to the other, was a clean, normal-looking tunnel for a subway to pass through. I was walking through a tight hallway, made of the same concrete, to get to this room. The hallway was probably only 2 feet wide, and only twice my height. On the left, I was running my hand along the wall as I walked, because it was covered in transparent patches of ice, and white frost that looked very real. I remember marveling at how cold and realistic it felt.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Attempt at a shared dream with Mancon.
Click here for his entry.

There was much more to this dream, but I can't remember what. From the part I remember, it was nighttime, and I was at the bottom of a sheer cliff. This cliff was probably only 100 feet tall, and it was made of dark brown rock. In front of me stretched an ocean of very dark water; the sky was fairly dark, but not like it would be in the middle of the night. This darkness gradated to a lighter, almost green-blue at the horizon, where the water was. I was standing on a smooth, mint green piece of 'land' that had a wavy edge on one side. There were ripples of white in it, and the entire thing was shiny. I stepped on it and the land cracked into three pieces; two of them were large and the other piece was rather small. I don't remember what happened after that; I know that I didn't end up going in the water, though.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
Haven't had good recall lately... These three fragments are from the past two days.

This was a false awakening. I was on my bed, and had just 'woken' from a previous dream. I wanted to get up and do something else, but I was stuck in sleep paralysis. I experienced some weird hallucinations; when I opened my eyes near the beginning of the episode, I saw tiny stars from the mario games that were floating near the ceiling. I remember squeezing my eyes shut and finding myself in a large garden with trimmed hedges, grey stone for walkways, and lots of pollen in the air. That must have been the 'dream' that was forming, but I soon lost it.

I came to the unconscious conclusion that I was dreaming, and tried to snap out of it, on the verge of shouting because the SP hallucinations were becoming frightening (these ones were mostly tactile, not visual - my eyes were closed now). However, the level of lucidity was incredibly low, so it could have simply been part of the dream plot, not real awareness. The viewpoint changed from first- to third-person sometime during this part of the dream.

Fragments.

- Took a bunch of e with L

- The moon was huge

- Cousin brings me my yellow pendant which I'd left in the trailer

Lucidity: 3/10
Vividness: 7/10
Length: ~5 Min.

I was with a group of 3 other people in a little town and we all thought that we were having a shared Lucid Dream. I said that I had a shared Lucid Dream accidentally before and he said something that I can't remember what. A little while later, I told this one guy who wasn't doing anything to try clapping his hands or something, when he clapped his hands he blew up. I was like, "now that's cool."

I haven't posted here in some time because of concerns about my being in the entertainment industry, where you're in danger of becoming well-enough known that any of your Internet postings are summarily outed. I was advised to stay off the Internet as NavyBlueFlower. I'm back on now, inspired by the immortal words of Dr. Emmett L. Brown: "Well, I figured, what the hell?"

Background to the following dream segment: I'm a lifelong sufferer of OCD. It's been diagnosed, but never directly treated. I am approaching 50. My therapist believes I'm an early-arrival Indigo Child.

Sounds about right to me.

The dream segment: I wake up in a house in England. I don't know the area. It's the home of a friend of my sister's, probably in Wimbledon or thereabouts. I have no idea really where I am - I've just been shuttled over there. I wake up and it's just before sunrise - and I feel a malevolent, sickly-evil presence in this room! I can't see it - I can feel it as if it were an invisible oil slick creeping and hovering through the air about me - an oil slick made of thought. Terrified, I try to turn on a light - but the lights aren't working. I jump out of bed and tear through the house - none of the lights are working. It's pitch dark. I run out of the house and down the street - the sun's beginning to come up and the pre-dawn twilight is softening the world. Birds are chirping shyly. The presence stays in the house.

The next thing I recall is being in the house next to the presence. It's about to enter me, but I muster all my thoughts and point them at the thing, and it balks. It rolls away. Victory.

Trouble is, it enters into the head of my 93-year-old grandmother. (She was 93 when she passed away in 2003. She'd be 101, had she lived 'til today.) I can't prevent it from doing her harm.

I know this dream has to do with my OCD. My OCD has to do with fear of loss of control, fear that things will hurt me and I can't do anything about it (except come up with childish "magical" rituals to prevent it), and "butterfly effect" anxiety that everything I do must be very specific or it may cause harm. This ties directly into fear that if I push evil away from me, it has to go somewhere, and it might harm someone I love. Which is directly related to the Christ-complex I had as a little child, that I'd be a good person if I took on as much evil as I could just to take it away from the world and save everybody else the pain. That, my toddler self felt sure, was a sure way to earn my ticket to heaven!

This dream may have sprung from my recent re-examination of that old belief - and my tentative wonderings that I may not be responsible for others' happiness, and that I may DESERVE good things to come my way in this earthly life and they WON'T bar my way to heaven. Obviously there'd be a lot of fear associated with a change like that in one's thinking.

Or... was there really a presence?....

Boarding house. There's a morphing creature. Am I a morphing creature? I was trying to hide in the bathroom. There's a crime, and a criminal.