dream fragment

just a fragment this time, i was walking through a massive forest, i came out into a small clearing with an old cabin against a huge cliff, and a friend of mine i havent seen in some 22 years was standing there with a bunch of papers in his hand, and i said "hey! whatcha got there man?" and he started to walk away quickly and i gave chase and i kept trying to grab the papers but he kept avoiding me, and i couldnt even get close, i chased him into a small openeing in the woods and ended up standing on a huge cliff, and across the seemingly bottomless drop below, my friend was standing on another cliff maybe 1/2 mile away, and i said "damn, I wish i could channel in thei dream!" them i awoke....channeling, in case you guys might not know, is an ability in a series of books i'm reading now called, "the wheel of time" by Robert Jordan....be a cool ability to have!!

Haven't posted in awhile. First came a few dreams in a row that were abnormally personal. Then came a complete lapse in recall that was days long. Trying to get recall back up in the next few weeks.

Wednesday, July 20th

Fragments

There are 2 moments I remember from last night, both in the same dream. The first is being in a restaurant with a group of people. I don’t remember who they are. We are in a booth in the middle section of the place, behind me is a very nice dining room that is lit more dimly, has a carpet and nice tablecloths. From my perspective I can’t tell what the other room looks like but I know there is one opposite the dining room. Someone I’m with asks a passing waiter where the bathroom is. I blurt out “in the dining room,” but the waiter simultaneously is saying that there’s one in this middle section, the very room we’re in. One personal lesson for this dream – stop answering questions directed at other people!
The other fragment is being in the upstairs bathroom of the house I grew up in. My mother is trying to get in and use the bathroom but I’m taking a long time. This is because I am cooking refried beans in the sink and then covering the inside of it with a layer of black paint. However, I am trying to get the paint back off before I let her enter. This is proving difficult as the paint has mostly dried on.

Maynard was directing a movie at my house. Part of the house looked like the elementary school I went to as a kid. I was wandering the halls of the school, trying to stay in character. We didn't know what he wanted, he hadn't given anyone a script. He was getting frustrated with his assistant and I approached. I asked if I could take a look at his drawings. The assistant sighed as if to say, finally. Maynard walked to the couch and sat down. I followed after grabbing a cigarette. He had one too. He handed me the paper and there were little tiny drawings of houses and it had a storyline but everything had to do with the exterior of the house. I asked him to tell me, instead, what his movie was about. That's when he took me aside and told me that he was really scared and this was his first time making a movie. He also mentioned that he hated how he had to censor and only use certain words. Everything gets a little foggy after that. I remember hugging Maynard and coming back drunk and he and his buddies were laughing at me and practically had to carry me inside.

Somewhere in there, me and Maynard were outside and I was looking at a blood-red moon.

I believe this was the same dream, it had the same tone. A girl from where I used to work was hooked on heroin and I found her and Milla Jovovich in a bedroom shaking. Milla was still semi-conscious and I asked her how to help the girl. She said something about holding the bible with her arms crisscrossed and when I looked back down at the girl she had her arms wrapped around the bible and I could see the word "HOLY" on it. Then later in the same dream, I pass Milla in the hall and she wants to get fucked up. I try to tell her not to, but she's going anyway and she took my SON with her. I hadn't thought of it much until they returned and I was SO pissed at her. I took him in a room with me and started crying, feeling so bad, like the shittiest mother ever. That's when that girl came in and her eyes were dilated and white grey. I was speechless, I knew exactly what she was doing. Her drug dealer had followed in the room and sat down and started talking to this guy. He was saying that he was losing money cause people were so hooked. He was trying to give the girl a hint, but she wasn't taking it, willingingly, anyway. She was grabbing her clothes and my anger was so swelled. She told me she had to go sell some "pot" but I think she meant clothes. She didn't say aloud what for, but she waved her eyes in the dealer's direction and headed out the door. As she was leaving I felt the urge to say something that might help and stop her in her tracks. So, I yelled after her, "Tell your SON I said HI!" The dealer and his friend looked at me with half smiles, and they were like, "oooooo".

I can't remember the chronological order here, as usual, but I also remember being at a river that lead from one city to another. I was at this area where there was some sort of industrial contraption and a slow spill of green sludge was trickling down into the water. I was with my friend F and her daughter and my son. I don't know what we were doing there, but I was trying to build a bridge across. There were these weird green shells, I thought they were sea-turtle shells. I was trying to stack them up, but the more I pulled on them the looser the whole wall became. Then it was too late, I had started the spill and at the top was like a bucket of slime. I watched it slowly tip and pour into the river. I also vaguely remember getting stuck in the river.

I was in school and i was being taught by a teacher who in the dream was my homeroom teacher. The rooms lighting was orangey, yellowish. and there was no blackboard, only a long, but small white board on the corner. There were complex math equations on the whiteboard. Above the whiteboard, there was a lot of chart paper with more math on it (ewwwww). The desks were lined weirdly, they were curved and slanted and not placed good. In one of the corners, there was a desk with a computer on it. It was fat and bad and awful

The teacher was one that is in my school, IRL i didnt kow her name, but in the dream her name was Mrs Guntrell. xD. She is short and has a dome like blonde hair like Justin Bieber, but she looks nothing like him (phew).

She was teaching very boringly. While one of my friends IRL was sitting next to me talking about how boring this year will be She was teaching science i think. But soon my vice principal came in and was teaching her how to teach. I was sad, because i got a shit teacher. He was drawing stuff on the whiteboard and we had to copy. So we did and then he said 'thats how you draw a solar flare' even though all he drew were squares everywhere xD

thats the dream. xDDDDD

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Actually the dreams were long but I couldn't care to recall much. Had trouble falling asleep, and when I did I woke up after a while and had trouble going back to sleep again.

03.30: Sleep

12.30: Fragments
*I'm standing in the middle of a town square, in which there's a big carneval. I tell someone how awesome it looks, almost like a dream. I get on an attraction and go round and round. I fly off. I walk down a road and put my hand in the dirt, getting fire ants everywhere, they sting alot. I get lucid, but only walk back they way I came from.

*I'm playing some kind of dance game with an old friend I had. Someone dances ahead of us in a big house, and where they've put their feet, it starts to glow. We have to repeat it just like they did and step in their footprints. I "dance" with someone else, but we miss all steps and soon there are no footprints, but skulls instead, that tells us we've failed.

12.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it! Boring lucid once again.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Notes:
*Not only I forgot to bring my clothes up from the dryer but I once again slept in the clothes that I was wearing.
*Thunderstorm means I took a nap around 7:00 PM but the nap quickly turn into a sleep as I woke up at 4:00 AM. I just brought the clothes back up. lol
*I believe to have forgotten this dream and remember it by falling asleep again or just have a dream fragment before the dream itself. This dream is so short and I sure I may have a dream fragment so I going to categorize this as so.
*I notice that I have at least one dream every night. Maybe I never lose my recall, maybe it just got lazy because I got lazy with my dream journals.

Dream:

I was at my grandmother house (mother side of the family) which I no longer visit. The front door outside was a pouch and inside was the living room where the side door is the area where they park their cars (huge area with a roof type of deal, was part of the house) and going inside of the side door go to the same living room. So simply put the front door is often not use unless you wanted to go on the porch.

Now to the dream itself. It seem like me and a few DC were doing a play. They was using the porch as the play area and the living room as a backstage. It was kinda smart even for dream logic as they have places to sit and it would work quite well with the living room size.

During this time I disappear and came back later. A few DCs were just sitting there. Looking out of a window I saw that no one was sitting in the hundreds of chairs in the front yard. (They also have a huge yard in real life, is it possible my dream just pick the biggest area that I knew of?) The DCs didn't mind and seem quite neutral about me missing the play. Then again they were DCs in my dream...They were most likely brain dead.

I decided to step outside and I saw my grandfather on the left side of the porch who asked me something like "come over here" but somehow scare me/creep me out so I ran to the right aiming for where the old apple tree which was cut down long time ago used to be. Seem to be replaced by a out house in my dream.

That all I remember.

False memory. This seem weird so it worth writing down. While running from my grandfather I knew if I can walk over a flat yard decoration I could hover like Link on OoT. Know garden gnomes made with that bright red stone stuff? It was that same red stone but very flat though still realist on the ground. During the dream I decided not to use it though the false memory exist of it.

20-07-11 Fragments only.

Something about dream bombs, and how I am using charges of those to make stuff happen. I am less effective when I am out of charges.
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My lower front tooth becoming extremely loose and nearly falling out. It also looks a hell of a lot wider than normal. I am talking to someone about that this could mean that I am extremely low on confidence at the minute, which isn't a lie.
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Something about the washing powder I use being highly unsuitable for the clothes I am washing.
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I am sitting in front of the computer and I notice I am in the process of rolling a cigarette and the unfinished death stick is lying on my desk. I pick up the pack of Golden Virginia and wonder why it is so full. I know I have stopped smoking and I can't remember having bought a new pack. Maybe 15% of it is gone from the top corner of the tobacco and some of it has gone slightly dry.

It's more of a fragment than anything else sadly. It was a fairly old city that was built on a tropical cliff. There was a beach at the bottom and an island that you could see off the coast.



It was like that, but with fewer houses and greener vegetation.

Other than that, nothing really sticks out. I do remember trying to fly to the island on a helicopter though.
Meh, it is what it is.

1. I'm engaged in a massive pillow fight at the old research station. All of the fellow researchers are there, along with a couple of high school chums. After a while, I jog off into the dark to explore, where I meet one of the researchers, E.D.

2. I run onto the Cincinnati ballpark's right field. No one seems to act immediately; the announcers booms out, "They don't tell us this shit." I make an arc to center field, where there's a wall and a door that lead out to the river. A burly black security guard with glasses makes a move to stop me, but I easily maneuver out of his way. I vault the wall and head for the door. The guard appears again; this time he actually grabs me and I'm forced to punch him. My getaway vehicle is a Burger King delivery car.

Dream - Lucid

I was in an apartment, laying in a bed. It was very late at night; everything was very dark. I turned over and beside me was an ex, Chris. He hugged and kissed me. We talked for awhile. He sat up and I saw he was wearing black gym shorts. He also looked a little different; he had more hair like he did when we were teenagers. He told me he had a girlfriend. I then saw a flash of her. I then said
"I know, I've been a creeper and looked at your Facebook."

He then went on to tell me that she was a "good girl", but it wasn't the same as when he and I were together. I kissed him, and we cuddled. The kiss was good, but it felt like there was a small object, like a pen cap, sticking out of his mouth. I remember the bed being very soft and comfortable.

I also thought to myself that Chris was cheating, but I didn't think he thought he was since we didn't have sex, we just kissed and cuddled. I was also happy to be with him.

~

I was invited to some movie or something. I said I probably couldn't go because I had stats homework to finish up, but I ended up going anyway I believe. I know I didn't finish the homework at any rate.

I was driving down 9th street and I could hardly see because I didn't have my glasses on. There were certain cars I couldn't see at all until I was really close to them. I was trying to be careful and I was going to turn right on college, until I ran my car right in between two parked police cars, lights were flashing already, and there were two cars to my right that had been in a little fender bender. I remember the cop standing next to my window and he told me I was still rolling forward, so I pulled my emergency brake and started apologizing. They didn't really care, I guess I was just annoying them so they helped me back my car out.

Then my uncle left his baby somewhere and I had to take care of her, realized it was a boy when changing it's diaper.

I'm trying to finish up an online class but don't know how to save my work so that it's "turned in on-time". I try to get my friend, T, that is also in this class to help me, but he doesn't know either. I ask M and she says that we're going over it with a teacher tomorrow, the teacher's name started with R.

This is just a fragment of a dream that I remember: I was on a cruise ship. I also had another dream which had something to do with my hubby.

i think the world is closing in on me, on us.

i am in the middle of a body of water with some other people... my cousins, my friends.

no. i am in the middle of my first room in my first house. all of my things are of my childhood. i wear a flannel of thick thick denim that is too big for me. in the pocket is an icecream sandwich and two dollars.

now everyone's in a rush to get out of here. i pack a bag, i pack fiction.. no what does fiction do for you? nothing. i pack "be here now" and throw out two other books. i run around the house.

me and a lady know where to go... up the stairs but before we leave them behind, chime the first man. what does that even mean. i take my nails and search a wall and find a secret door. it opens vertically. inside, a man is playing piano. he disappears and i dont remember which notes to play. i dont play any.

the lady i'm with is frantic "we must play the notes!" "you do it then!" she does. we run up stairs to chime the second man.

now i am walking but instead of walking i swim through the air. i swim over to a pew, i am in a church that slopes up almost vertically like a movie theater, the last pews are the highest and the first ones closest to the pulpit are the lowest.

the lady is sitting on the pew with her father. she is nervous because she is practicing for mock trial. she has to be a mock lawyer as part of some class she's in.

"i took this class in high school" i said. "i was the time keeper." she calms down and asks me to get her something to eat. she wants an egg and cheese sandwich.

i walkswim all the way up the slope, curve around to the other side of the church and enter a doorway. i'm in line at dunkin donuts now, and if i look over the edge of where i am i can see the church. its kind of like a catwalk.

i search thru my pockets and find two dollars. i search thru the pockets of the denim jacket and find the ice cream (not melted) and three 10 dollar bills. i take them. i look again, they are three 30 dollar bills. i focus more. they are three 300 dollar bills. holy shit! i look closer....they are fake, they are bookmarks, they advertise a library. fuck you.

i get to the counter. i order it, and they give it to me immediately. a hand comes from out of a wall and hands it to me. i give the hand 2.25 and leave. i swim to the lady and give her her sandwich.

Dream Lucid Me DC

Dream 1: I was sitting in a room that looked like a bomb shelter. The ceiling, walls and the floor were all made of grey concrete. There were some men sitting with me. We were some sort of league of wizards. Then I started to feel uncomfortable. Apparently everyone else felt it too and we decided to continue upstairs. We climbed a ladder to a house that looked a lot like mine. One of the men, apparently a friend of mine, acted weird. He seemed really nervous. I went to talk to him, but I can't remember exactly how the conversation went. I first asked if he knew what caused that feeling. He said that he had brought a bird, that caused the feeling to everyone near it, downstairs with him. He said he would go and get the bird out of there. I promised to keep it a secret. After a while I went down there too to see if he needed help. I opened a large iron door and saw him being attacked by a phoenix. I raised my hand towards the bird and shouted "Fire!". The room got dimmer and my friend ran out of the room, just in time to get out of the way of an fireball shot by the bird. The bird flew into the first room. All the other wizards were there too. I became half lucid and formed a ball of darkness to my hand and threw it at the bird. I missed. I think I created an forcefield in front of us to block an attack from the bird. Then I pointed my hand at the floor and moved it in a circle. A dark area appeared on the floor under the bird. Then I lifted my arm and an hand came out of the darkness.

It grabbed the bird and transformed into many tentacles that wrapped around the bird, making it immobile. My friend looked at me in awe and the dream ended.

Fragment: I was playing a game. I was in a room with two corridors leading out of it. I took the left one, but it ended up to a locked door. I went to the other one and encountered Bowser. I defeated him and got an upgrade and a key. I opened the other door and fought against an ice giant. After that I can't remember anything except that the final battle was against Xemnas.


Dream 2: I was at my school. We were told to warm up by running in the deep snow. Then we ran out of the school yard. We heard shooting coming from the school. We ran as fast as we could to get away from the shooter. More kids followed us. I don't remember much, but at some point I became lucid. I woke up and used deild to induce another lucid. I can't remember how many lucids I got this way. It was around 3-4. All I remember from the dreams is being at some school, going through a large window, making everyone angry, being unable to summon my keyblades and holding the angry crowd away from me with my fist till the dream ended.

Okay, so before I fell asleep I was working on trying to get Fallout 3 to work on Steam, and it was truly stressing me out. I finally got in FOSE, but it still didn't work. The stress must have followed into my dream, because I dreamt about it. I was in the game, and I had a silenced 10 mil with another gun I can't remember. I was shooting up raiders in the Springvale school with a silenced 10mil and silenced miscellaneous gun, and it was very realistic. There were no bullet sponge super mutants, no unrealistic gunfire noises. Blood splatter with ricochet, grey matter with skull fragments. It seems that all of my dreams are vivid, now that I notice. This may or may not be my mind just filling in the less detailed areas. The reason why this entry is so informal is because I'm very tired, and about to go to sleep. Goodnight, Dreamviews, and I hope that I can throw this piece of shit computer out the window, and get one that can support a wonderful game from 2008.