dream fragment

I'm fighting in a war. We get to a huge building. It is known to be the enemy base. Also it has all the enemies in that building. We are told to charge in. I rush in and we kill a couple of people. I get taken hostage. I am in a room it has a couch. A tv that doesn't work. It has Teddy bears in it too. The walls are painted light yellow. A guy comes in. He tranquilizes me.I feel like I am sent to my childhood. The room is dark. The tv is on but I'm not watching it. The Teddy bears stare at me. I think I'm going insane.
-DR-
I know I turn the match around and break out but I can't remember.

10-07-11Something about sending out dream/love signals to people in Bergen. Sort of a ping back and fortrh, extremely inspired by my low period of not being attractive, what so ever.
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Something about a portal that looks a bit like Rift/the southpark interpretation of Ctuthulu myth. Very bright blue beam running from one point to the other. All have an organic look.

There was this big man sized chicked that was making a mess in the house with a wooden brush and my brother left over dinner.

My Dad comes and says: "What a Basted!"

6:30 AM
Poor Recall

Quick notes on these recurring locations.
There are basically two overall settings in this dream. Both are massively large and "arcing" settings outside either end of my childhood hometown which is a small country town in the Sierra Nevada foothills near Yosemite National Park. The two settings are connected in some way(not just physical transition). The two can mostly be distinguished by the types of "out of place" locations that get mixed in, DC that I see, and % of time I spend looking down compared to being near to the ground.
The lower end is further away and mostly West South-West. The upper is closer and located between South-East and North-East. I almost never wonder outside of these areas while in these settings.

OK Dream Bit One
Outside east end of town a new plaza is constructed, could be open but I don't see any many cars and there is a line of confusing road signs all cluttered and blocking. I think I was headed to the plaza for some reason but I'm not sure why. (note: this may be representative of my waiting to hear back after a job interview.)

Dream Bit Two
Some points during dream I get areal views that transition me from specific to specific location(but I'm not flying). Outside the west end of town a long dirt road comes down a mountain side curving slowly and steep around through the sparse trees... I transition and wind up at a Large familiar river that is not near my hometown yet somehow resembles a ditch that is. (This mixture of ditch and river is pretty common but always takes a slightly different form.) Today the river was pretty full from a couple tributaries that added to it and was pouring down from a small water fall that I was looking over towards. Good feeling here today.

dreams that were one after the other a couple nights ago...

The first one was very long and interesting but I only remember one part due to my alarm
I was returning to what I think is my friends house, or at least I had met her their near the beginning of the dream. It had become over run with people all of which who were barfing. I tried to ignore it and find my friend in the chaos but the smell of it was so overwhelming that I had to leave. I remember being disgusted that everyone there was so drunk that they were barfing their guts out, and I left before barfing myself.

Dream from the next night:
I was driving (which was strange because I have never had a drivers license) and suddenly the entire road turned into several green bicycle lanes. I look for a place to turn away but there are no roads to turn onto. I drive into the lanes and begin avoiding bicyclists in a panic. After a bit of driving I start to think that it is not going to turn back into a normal street, but decide that it is to late now and that I should just keep going.

I am stopped by the police that begin to arrest me for driving in the bicycle lanes (I realize after awakening that I have no idea what their transportation was). I instantly begin to argue that there was no where else for me to go and that the way it was set up was ridiculous. They say: prove it. I walk back to the street (which I was magically next to again even after driving) and begin to point out the lack of exits to a different street when suddenly I see a paved area. My heart stops for a second until I realize that it is a paved bicycle lane. I continue to walk down the road, and it is awhile before I reach a street I could turn off of. I start to walk next to it and get stuck in very deep mud. I am unable to move but this does not stop me from complaining. The police want to fine me but I continue to make the point that there is not enough time or warning for me to have made any other choice. They finally agree to not fine me and are nice enough to help me out of the mud before continuing on their way.

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:
This is another dream that I recalled the same night as the previous entry, Fragment - I Didn't Study!.

I was outside, on the top of a grassy hill that sloped down into a long river. This river was situated in a small public park (my dream-self knew I was in a park, even though I didn't actually see a park sign or anything). It was night and therefore very dark, but there were a few black street lights along the side of the river, lighting the area dimly. I could see the faint outlines of objects and people against the midnight blue color of the sky.

The hill I was on was rather steep, and at max it must have been fifteen feet above the surface of the water in the river. On the top of the hill was a row of flat, square-shaped concrete stepping stones that had the texture of pumice, but they were light beige or something like that. Each one was about half a foot from the next one. I was on one of these stones, and I peered over the edge to look into the river. I saw the highlights as the pale light caught the ripply waves of the river, which were a bit more turbulent than you'd expect in a normal river. The water was flowing relatively quickly, too.

I heard somewhat-exhausted breathing and immediately turned to my right to see the source of the noise. I saw a young girl with olive skin; she was wearing a light yellow dress and was skipping along the stones, jumping from one to the next, right along the side of the hill. She would fall any minute.

As the girl passed me, I remember scornfully saying out loud, "what idiotic parents would let their child do that?"

Had some fragment about me trying to find a pill that would change my hair color. I remember seeing a light blue pill with tints of pastel pink. I imagined someone taking it and seeing their hair end up light blue with pink highlights.

I am with my 2 best friends on the schools field, it was cloudy and I was talking to them about the Outlands Demo and how much i ******* want that game now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thats all i remember.

MILD last night, no real lucid dreams but good for dream recall!

#1007:
Date: July 7th, 2011
Length: 4 minutes

The dream began at my old high school. I was a floor above the cafeteria, anxious about meeting someone I've known for a long time but never actually met in person. Finally I decided to go downstairs, realizing that I could recognize him but he probably wouldn't recognize me. There was a big crowd of people, and I think I did see him but kind of avoided him.

I kept going down a nearby corridor, and for some reason the dream was now supposed to be an adaptation of the movie Apocalypse Now (which I've never actually seen, though I've read Heart of Darkness). I was in army uniform, and I had a black guy as my sort of partner. We ended up in a sort of bog-like rice paddy area, knee-deep in muddy water.

There was something disturbing about the water -- it was very dark and almost had a life of it's own. Its depth was unpredictable, so you would occasionally mis-step and find yourself underwater. At some point, someone mentioned that the water contained the 7 deadly sins, or something like that... I think the idea was that every time you went underwater you became more corrupted, or something.

Anyways, things just kept getting creepier. We arrived at a long, dark, tunnel and had to wade through it, half drowning on our way through, pulling each other out when we sunk down into the water. We arrived in a sort of sewer system and finally found an exit. It was a nearly pitch black room, with a a large metallic grate/door. We opened it, but when we tried to close it after going through it seemed to lock itself -- this really scared us, as it seemed like the door had a life of its own, the smaller parts moving of their own volition. I don't recall much after that.



I also had a dream where I was outside, and I talked to my mom for a while. I then realized there was something I had to do, and I was maybe a tiny bit lucid, because I decided to fly to where I wanted to go. For a few moments it had that sort of "feeling" that I usually get when lucid/flying. I took off, and my altitude was pretty erratic, but I really enjoyed the flight and the scenery. There was a lake surrounded by small hills near where I took off which was particularly nice and that I made a conscious effort to remember.

Once I got the place I was supposed to go, I think the dream ended... however it feels "tied" to this next dream (maybe it came right after, or the building I landed near was the academy in that dream)



#1008:
Date: July 7th, 2011
Length: 3 minutes

I'm Captain Jean-Luc Picard, apparently, and I'm inside some sort of academy building, here to give a speech for some sort of commemoration/anniversary. The director of the academy greets me and discusses the speech. He hands me a paper, and I realize that he has completely censored and modified my draft of the speech that I gave him (and, which I somehow remembered my dad had helped me with) -- reducing it from 10 to 2-3 pages and basically changing everything I was going to say. I'm outraged by this, so we argue for a while and I basically establish that I'm going to say what I please.

I go to the podium and unpack some stuff I was carrying in preparation for my speech. A few people arrive in the room and take their seats, but overall the audience is quite small -- the director is very disappointed, because he hoped my presence would attract more people. As I look through my notes, I realize that all I have is the censored version of my speech, nowhere do I have the original draft. I panic, because I don't have any of the speech memorized or even know what it was actually about. I try to stall for time, but eventually we've been waiting around for about 50 minutes and the director is losing patience, so I'm forced to begin.

Extremely uncomfortable and unsure what to say, I kind of just babble for a few moments, then walk towards the director and get into a theatrical confrontation with him about censorship and things like that. The dream gets very strange at this point, as we start fighting (both physically and by talking) but sort of both understand that we're doing it for show and as part of the speech. My surroundings kind of morph as we act out different "scenes," all intended to deliver a certain message to the audience. In the end I think they really appreciated the whole show.




I also had some dream involving my brothers and one of their coworkers, and I think fishing?

I think I had improve again my dream recall since I didn't drunk again coke before night. But still those aren't the results I'm working for...
I should really work on having more vivid dreams. I sometimes have the most vivid dreams and sometimes I have some dreams that make me vomit.
Anyways...here's the dream:

DREAM 1: I was in a dark forest and I was screaming out loud: "SURPRISE, SURPRISE BUTT SEX! SURPRISE, SURPRISE BUTT SEX!!" and I was keep saying that the whole dream.
DREAM 2: I was in the living room watching TV. I found a new remote for our TV and tried to control it with that remote. I tried this already in another dream, so I was 100% sure I will fail, but still I wanted to try it out. Maybe this time it would work.
After I tried to control it, the TV started freaking out, moving channels randomly and showing green numbers all over the screen.

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:
Last night was filled with different fragments, and nothing else. Maybe I should stop going to bed at 4:00 AM.

I was at school, standing in the restroom. The room was about thirty by fifteen feet, with paler, turquoise laminate flooring that had a bunch of little bumps for texture - it's a slightly better-than-average looking room. There was an open doorway, with no door, on one of the longer walls. Next to this doorway was a basic cream, rectangular countertop with sharp edges, going to the end of the wall. The counter had three white sinks. Above it was one long mirror, divided into three even segments that were directly touching each other. On the other long wall, there were five or six cubicles that were smoothly painted this color. They were all closed.

The lighting wasn't coming from harsh, bright white fluorescent lights. The atmosphere of the room was fairly dim; the lighting was steady but probably only a bit more than half the brightness caused by fluorescent bulbs.

I was standing in front of the sink on the right, the closest one to the entrance. To my left, in front of the other two sinks were two of my friends; I can't remember who they were exactly, though. The only thing regarding these two people that I distinctly remember is that one of them was wearing a pullover, maroon-colored hoodie. I was in the bathroom with them because we had fifteen minutes before our AP Chemistry test, and I was just totally freaking out because of this.

Turning towards my friends, I said rather nervously, "I didn't study at all!"

One of them replied, "well, that's too bad..." and trailed off. Both of them left the restroom and left me there.

im in my living room and see a space station looking neabula thing on tv and it like a news report beacuse there talking about peaple going there for reserch and some guy that doesent have as much money as the other guy trying to go there so he going to go ina helecopter were a space suit and im thinking that could work in spave beacuse he will have a space suit and the helecopter could get him there but i did t know if it would work in space so im worry they would get radiation poisoning the neabula/space station thing glows real bright in space like the center of the milky way

Friday, July 8th

I. Music Dream Fragment

I dreamt of playing music again, it may have been another theater type thing. All I remember about the performance is the act of playing itself. I am backstage and changing clothes for some reason. My nudity feels weird and somebody comes in the door behind me causing me to cover myself with some large medieval looking fur. A.J.R comes in and congratulates E.G. Either part or all of the dream took place in a castle or mansion of some kind, I remember large and decorated hallways.

I need to get my recall back up.

07-07-11 I am at a bridge somewhere, it is raining heavilly and I am with a couple of people. One of them is a black man who apparently likes to play football. At the bridge he is greeted by the coach of one of the teams, it comes to my attention that one of his personality traits is ”luck” (like the sims) and for that he is prone to fortuitious events occuring to him. In the rain and darkness he slowly turns his head to one side. I am expecting to find a tatoo that will indicate that he has been in the same army unit as the coach greeting us. I don't find it, but due to his personality trait the coach påerceives it and asks him to join the game, not as in watching it but actually playing it. We somehow communicate with one of our white mates (Not that skincolour is important to the plot of the dream, though I am trying to identify if I have any colturally inherited biases from my parrents, who would be described as borderline racists, hence I try and pay attention to these clues when I can) who is a mixture of happy and pissed off that this particular guy always get these opportunities.
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I am in Hornslet, in the street where the baker and old bar is. I am with my parrents and agin it is raining. We are packing up tents. I have a silent battle with my dad about who is better at this particular task, though I sense no hostility.

Notes: Though I don't remember how I turn lucid in the latter dream it is possible that it is a further development from one of the above. They all share the dark rainy atmosphere, though I don't remember which occured first. I do however remember a period of wakefulness in the morning, where I think about how long I have to sleep before I have to wake up to go traveling. It is possible that I have done a DEILD without really trying it, though I did repeat my MILD mantra in the morning wqhile awake. I also did this prior to falling asleep, though not with much ferocity.

08-07-11 I am lying in the bed, much as I am in waking life. I am moving slightly closer to ida until she starts laughing at me. The reason she starts laughing is because I apparently am making hand movements playing with my erect penis. It take me a while to wake up from this seing as I have dreamt about her and I tell her this and the fact that I haven't actually know I have been doing it. She laughs a bit more. And tells me I am doing it again. I have no idea and asks her if she is sure. She is. She decides that it is better to just come closer to me and lie in a spoon, which I am really happy about, I start stroking her body all over and notice that she is really soft, also I wonder why she isn't wearing a top, cause I am sure she weant to bed without one. I am happy cause I dared not ask this, due to ilness and was not sure I would be coming on too strong.
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I am in the same room and there is a brunette next to me, I believe it is ida, though as soon as we precede with the rather rough intercourse I believe it to be Anna from my study.
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I am with a blonde in a bed, she doesn't really wanna fool around, but end up wanting to give me a blowjob. She does so while the door to the room is open. I am not really feeling anything and wonder if I can get time to ”help her out” while she is not around. She ends up goong over to the door to close it a bit or at least look out and see if there is any immediate danger of us getting noticed. She thinks not. I notice it is Per Engholm standing outside and he is discussing with my granddad on the mothers side, who appears to be the hotel manager. I see him later fully dressed in a referee's outfit and he is gonna brandish out a couple of yellow cards to my gran as he has done something super illegal. This gives me time to get my blow job resumed, though as it turns out I aint all that up for it anymore.

Non-Dream/Lucid/Non-Lucid/Dream counter

This was my worst dream recall...probably because I drunk coke before night. Anyway, here you go:
I was at a dog show. I scratched on the belly the dog I was participating with to stimulate him for the competition, but he didn't liked it and he barked out loud. The jury gave the dog 2.75/10 rating. I was so pissed off. (the dog was a chihuahua )