dream fragment

Me and my brother Tom are underwater in a cave. This cave looks like something you would see in a Mario game. There were blocks everywhere. When we got out we saw this blue flower. We didn't know what it was called but this girl comes up and tells us it's name. I don't remember it's name. We go home. Tom has to go to football practice. I decide to mow the lawn. It didn't feel like an endless meadow of grass today. It felt small and went by fast. I didn't finish. I went in. Later my dad thanked me for the work I have done. I go back out. This time the lawnmower is different. I have to attach my dog to it in order for it to move. I get my yellow lab attached to it. I finish the lawn. Later on in the night my dad takes the whole family to the beach. We find a beach ball to play with which is owned by the beach for public use along with a sandbox. This guy yells at me and my brother for playing with it. He said the ball belonged to his daughter. I didn't accept his claim. I said "that's bullshit". I then took the ball and started to play with the sandbox.then the guy started yelling at my dad. I was shouting stuff at him like " this is for public use". When he left me and my brother started playing tag near the restaurant right next to the beach. The restaurant was Texas style. There was a cow mascot running through the place. The entrance was on the second story but had a cool winding staircase. I ran up a little bit but then woke up right as he was about to get me.

Dream Lucid Notes

Most of these took place in my house. I went to bed about 8:30 and woke up at 1. I was up for an hour and then did a WILD attempt and DEILDed till 6. Most of these dreams happen in my Home.

I wake up from a wild attempt and go to my bathroom. It's dark and I'm checking the status of my charging MP3 Player. It has all of these weird buttons on it that I don't remember. That's when I hold my nose and breathe. I am dreaming. I can bearly see anything though. I try to fly and can float but can't move very fast. I'm swimming through the hallway and it feels like I'm going through jello.

I make it to the living room and the tv is on. The image is of a talking head but it's very distorted. I slowly fly over to the tv with the intention of flying in but hit my head on the screen.

I wake up, hold still and DEILD.

Still Lucid, I walk over to my front door. I try to say out loud, "aren't we expecting company?" I can't move my lips. I have a terrible stutter. What comes out of my mouth is "UHHHHHH PUUU" There is no doorbell but I open it anyway. When I open the door a blinding flash of light wakes me up.

I stretch for a second, change position and DEILD

I am outside in a field, lucid, but it's dark and the sun is beginning to come up. I can't make out much of anything except Octorene shapes in the sky, like the beginning of hypnagogic imagery. I am lucid but i can't move.

My alarm clock goes off and I hit the snooze and can hold still for one more fragment.

Sitting in with a 1930's style acapella jazz group. I'm singing the bass part. Oooh bom bom bom. OOOoh bom bom bom. OOOh OOOh OOOh bom bom bom. We are in a dimly lit cramped living room sitting on a couch while I pace the floor.

07-07-11 Two fragments: I am meeting up with Ronja, we are outside of what I believe to be a street side café or similar. The sun is shining very brightly. When she arrives she compliments my looks, which include an almost bald head and stubble. Think we hug or kiss each other's cheeks, but there is a moment of “too close for comfort”
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“Are you sure it isn't just to escape people”
“Off course it is an escape from people, when I am dreaming”
“No, I mean, what you are doing isn't it an escape from people in general?”
*What do you mean”

I want to tell this man that I am interested in hearing what he has to say and I won't take personal offence. I believe the topic of conversation is either lucid dreaming in general or my upcoming Bac project on the same subject.

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 dream immediately preceded the previous entry, Harmonica and Minor MDP Activities. It consists of more false awakenings and in-dream "fake sleep paralysis" crap.

I woke up in my bed, the lights in the room on like normal. Okay, I didn't really wake up - I had actually entered my first false awakening in months.

I was on my back, with my duvet cover half pulled onto me, up to my stomach. I wasn't thinking about the lucid dream that I just had; instead, I was focused on just trying to get my vision to work. I was looking up at the ceiling, slightly down and to the right, almost at the wall. My eyes didn't seem to be functioning properly; I was seeing slightly in double vision. Outlines of objects were shimmering and rippling. I moved slightly in my bed, lifting my arm up and feeling the air move over it as I did. My bed must have been warm for me to notice the cooler air in the room when I moved.

I breathed out and my gaze shifted to the right, almost to my door. The door was on the wall right-adjacent to the one that the head of my bed was up against. As my eyes looked further and further to the right, a black, almost fully-transparent silhouette shaped like a CD case came into the left corner of my vision. When I looked less to the right and more to the left, the square would also move to the left and go further from the center of my vision, and obstruct less of my view. I got frustrated and thought, briefly, that this might just be a dream, but it didn't go anywhere.

I decided to try WILDing and ignore this 'square'. I closed my eyes; when I did, they didn't actually close, and I could still see everything around me. As with practically all of my dream sleep paralysis episodes, in a few moments I felt shaking, and saw the covers being pulled off of me. For some reason, I was looking up with my head resting normally against my pillow, but I could see the foot of my bed as if my head was actually up. My covers in real life pretty much consist of a down duvet with a rainbow-striped cover, with alternating colors of sky blue, red, orange, yellow, pale purple and green (the stripes themselves also vary in thickness). This was the case in the dream, too. I saw the duvet getting pulled towards the foot of my bed, and then underneath, as if something was sitting under the end there, just reeling it all in.

I then suddenly fell through my bed and smacked the floor on my back, which hurt the top part of my spine, in between my shoulders, a bit. Realistic pain isn't uncommon in my SP dreams either. It was now pretty dark in the room, as if all the lights were off but moonlight was pouring in from the windows - lots of moonlight. The floor was dusty, but I couldn't move anything but my head and eyes. I was facing upwards, looking up at the underside of my bed which now had a hole burned through it; there were broken wood pieces and splinters around the edges of this hole, which was probably twice the size of a dinner plate. Past the hole, up at the ceiling, it was really dark.

I then looked to the left, a bit nervous because of how intense this sleep paralysis was getting, and saw a monster - it was a very disfigured, pale, pale blue-green person with their mouth half-open, missing teeth, and dry, torn skin. They weren't wearing anything but I could only recognize their legs and arms, and not their stomach or anything else besides their facial features - maybe not even that! They had holes where their eyes should've been, a triangular hole where the nose should be (like on a skull), and only a few thin strands of lighter, pale hair.

I started to feel intense vibrations, which were also similar to real life ones.

Then I woke up for real.

So I went to bed late last night and got very little REM. Plus there was a lot on my mind.

I remember the plot was I was training for being in the Navy seals. But it was a camp for kids or something and I really didn't want to go. I recalled a past dream similar to this and thought I could escape not going but I didn't.

It's not a very detailed post but it's better than not posting at all.

1) At school. It's half way between my high school, and my future college in set up. Pick up K and drive to gym.

2) Cafeteria. Fried chicken strips.

2 Natra Sleep before bed

I remember having dreams about "soul" and "angels" through the night but couldn't remember them when I woke up during the night.

Upon waking:
I was a cashier at a tiny, old convenience store. There was an old black man standing next to me, watching the tools in my register multiply - the 'register' was a drawer with a kitchen utensil drawer inside of it (like the one I just bought) and the tools looked like kitchen tools, peeler, bottle opener). A guy came up and handed me a $5 bill, and I wondered if I had change because there was no money in it before.

I opened the drawer to give him change, and in the 2nd slot from the right there was a stack of cash, which surprised me, and I pulled out some $1's, and noticed a $20 in the middle, I thought the guy was trying to trick me into giving him the twenty.

The end.

Watching fireworks with my brothers.

Nonna was watching us.

03-07-11 Testing out MILD for the first time produced an interesting result. I used the mantra “question reality – become aware”. After a while the mantra did start popping up fairly automatic. I am dreaming and I am continuously shifting between a scenario in the university campus I just took an evening walk in and a Diablo themed setting, from the catacombs with Diablo actually there. In the dream I am walking along a pathway paying attention to the foliage on the side. It is dark throughout the dreams. I think I may be lucid at certain times, but it is for very brief moments and I have limited recall of them.

The mantra keeps sounding in my head and I think I may be verbalising it as well. the first time I notice I am drifting in and out of sleep is when I am walking on the side of the road, after I hear the mantra I start checking, but the dream fades to “hypnagoic imagery” with the difference that I have no bodily perceptions and the background theme is a lot brighter than when I normally observe these images, still I am convinced that I am falling asleep and not dreaming. A common theme for these images would be the appearance of Diablo in the catacombs with me living the character actually being there, though sort of a birds eye perspective. When this happens I keep repeating the mantra and I would “wake up” back in the university park somewhere. I am stupid enough to believe that it was the place I was attempting to fall asleep.

This happens maybe 3-4 times and on the last time waking up in the university park I am naked or partially naked at least, I am wearing yellow boxers. I take routes that carry me over the grass I am trying to get somewhere home(ish). I run into a person I know from back home, he is passing by on a bike with one of his mates and I tell them not to pay attention to me. I am starting to get a feel for where I am headed and I have a remote in my hand that will teleport me to the nearest street light or something similar. When I get close to one the light of it flickers and I click the remote to sure enough pop over there.

I start walking across a path until I get to a point where I can see that my Mother's sister and her husband is packing up the car. Oh that is right they said they would be leaving soon. I briefly mention to them “so you are leaving now are you” don't know if I get a response or not, but the dream goes on. I am now talking to my grandparents who are sat outside a tent. My grandmother is picking on me saying something like “so it is OK to come home at 9 o clock is it?” I realise she means nine in the morning and I am a bit surprised that I have been gone that long. I start looking around and it is dark, like really dark, which wouldn't fit the time of nine in the morning. I start a discussion with them about this, and although my grandmother disagrees my granddad start coming around to the idea of it being overly dark.

There is another shift and now I am back at my computer in a room that is very different to mine, but it is still my room. I am at the computer and now all the Diablo shit that has happened seems to happen at once on the computer. I am fairly surprised for two reasons, firstly he shouldn't be in the catacombs, secondly I know the other times it has happened have just been HHs. He is running at me and hitting me so quickly, other monsters join the fight, they all die except him and in the end I run out of healing pots and die as well.

Notes: I wake up feeling really disheartened, for not realising I am dreaming although the mantra was clearly carried over. roughly 2-2.5 hours have passed in sleep so the REM period wouldn't have been that long. Now when thinking about it the next day, it is probably not that bad of a first attempt.
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I am in a race of sorts, where we all have to pick up a racing car with varying abilities and proficiencies, a bit like Mario carts. My vehicle is a mixture of a pig and an insect, and I know it isn't the fastest available, but I get a good start. At a point in the race I stop to marvel at I believe it is John Cleese, who is lifting his cart up to the second floor within a moving truck and running it through it so he can get out on the other side. I don't know why he is doing this, but the action does seem somewhat rational, like he might have picked up a card from a deck that tells him to do this.
…

I am talking to someone about some activity that will excuse me from social interaction, and I tell people I like it, besides that it means that I can shower up to 5 times a day which is good.
…

I am at a construction site, a big one and I ma there to test the lift going up to the roof where the actual construction is taking place. As I walk out I am a bit uncertain and frightened because there are no rails, it would be easy to fall down. I walk into the building and I get the impression that it is a stadium they are constructing. I notice that I have actually gone over an area where you can see down to the ground and it would be possible to fall between the pieces of wood supposed to hold the roofing so I quickly find a more suitable place to stand.

I speak with one of the people working there, and all of a sudden I am employed as a worker. I know I have no expertise in this area so I tell them, that they need to instruct me for whatever they want me to do.

We are putting on the roofing, it is made of plastic, it is blue and the way it works is that you slide your new piece under the one that has already been put down and make them sort of click together in a trench. I ask if gloves would be needed for that and the guy currently putting out pieces tells me it would help as the otherwise there is a risk of injuring your hand.

He tells me that he will probably need me to crawl out over the edge again and start putting down pieces out there. He then say that he probably wouldn't ask me to crawl in such an unsafe location, but I tell him that I don't mind. I have done worse when I was little and besides that the pieces of wood are so close together that it is difficult to fall through, yet I am a bit nervous still.

skip

I am on the ground with a piece of roofing and I am explaining to one of my mates that it is a different type of plastic than your average shed roof. It is more resilient and difficult to penetrate.

My alarm clock is useless... i set it at ~5-6 hours after sleep practically every single night.. Guess what, i always wake up after full sleep and the alarm rarely shows it even went off. what a bunch of crap.

Fragments ; dunno, i think i recall a stone bench. and a brick wall. I might or might not have been bouncing on top/over this wall. Someone or myself might have called me Bright eyed and crazy. I take that as a compliment.

Some really stupid shit where i wake up in the middle of the night. Dream of looking out my window at passer-by's. Even tho i was consious about being in bed.. i didn't think it was at all strange that i was looking trough a window with my eyes closed. no lucidity here.

1. I'm cripplingly depressed, but I'm riding my bike anyway to meet my brother behind an old Blockbuster in my hometown. The store has been repurposed into a porn store, and I go in and buy something. I see my mom exit from the nearby Walgreens, so naturally I drop the porn and meet her. Rest of DJ is unintelligible.

2. I'm hanging out/jamming with my friend Scott A. in the basement of my house. Q and S.T. come over. I go to greet them, but in my clumsiness I start a chain reaction that breaks a bunch of lamps. None of my friends seem to particularly care, but I grab a vacuum cleaner anyway. As I go for it, I realize I'm hungry. I take the vacuum with me and grab my bicycle, heading to my college cafeteria. Along the way, I am insulted about my age by Nathan S. and other jackasses from college. I ignore them and head into the cafeteria, where I first enter the bathroom.

3. I'm playing a Star Trek version of the TIE Fighter video game. I successfully pilot a starfighter against impossible odds, several capital ships at a time. There's then a "trench run" sequence as in Star Wars, where I follow a freighter into a massive building. It's decorated as a nightclub for giants, and there's a critical spot on the floor that I need to shoot. I can't keep my craft steady enough to shoot and use the tractor beam at the same time and fail the mission.

Before I start, I want to say that I live in Denmark and I know nothing at all about the english royal family, nor do I know if they actually have a princess around my age.

So the dream started off with me having an affair with an english princess named Cam or Cami.. something like that. The media knew nothing about it.
Then at a conference or alike, I went to her and kissed her, with press cameras rolling and everything. She kissed me back and the media went wild. All of Britain was amazed and excited about their princess having a boyfriend. You won't believe how amazing it felt, and I really wish it was true. Later on I looked at YouTube and saw all these stupid montages that lonely 14 year old crazy, british girls make about Cami and me.

When I woke up I felt sad because nothing that great has ever happened in my life.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID NIGHTLY ADVENTURE

Good morning! Well, the shelf threatened to fall down on me last night again. Monica wrote down what I said before I woke up for real.

22.30: Sleep

23.50: Nightly Adventure
*I wake up and grab the shelf above my head. "Oh shit! Can't this thing be removed?" I hold on for dear life. I come to my senses after a while, and my arms are pretty strained.

05.10: Fragments
*I've got two weapons. An uzi and a p90. I shoot with both of them.

*I'm giving my friend Eric a ride. "Are you doing something later?" I ask him. He tells me no and then asks me if I've ever played with Aquanina. "She goes AFK all the time."

05.10: Scammers!
I'm in my apartment when someone knocks on my door. I don't feel like opening. All of a sudden I can hear keys turning the lock. What the hell? I walk towards the door and it opens. Two foreign women are trying to walk into my apartment. "What the fuck? Who are you? What do you want?" I ask them. They start making up excuses in poor Swedish. I know their intent though! They want to trick me.

"We got your laundry" one of them says and holds up a basket full of my clothes. I lecture them both, this is not how things work in Sweden. "I even owe you fifty crowns, remember?" I ask the girl with the basket. She looks at me surprisingly. I've got them. My mom shows up and I realise she must have been the one who opened the door for them. We start yelling at eachother for a while.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 6½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

1. I'm in study-hall, about to do some doodling in my notebook. The teacher says I draw too much and that I need to use study-hall for reading instead. So I reach into my backpack and pull out a rather battered paperback copy of The Silmarillion and locate my bookmark.

2. I'm an elf, wandering through a forest. There's a blackish-gray wolf following me, but I figure he's just there to be helpful. Then one of my former classmates knocks the wolf away with a huge hollowed-out log and starts chasing me. I can occasionally hold him off with a spell, but I have very little power.

3. I've been captured by an orc slaver, along with several other elves. The orc also keeps several huge owls on a leash. I try escaping several times, but I always get caught. Invoking the name of Elbereth doesn't help either. Eventually, we get to this hotel where the orc finds out he's only going to get about $8000 for the elves he's brought in.

4. Outside my old high school, I'm about to set out on a journey with a couple other elves. We stop to gather bundles of a special kind of long grass that can be simmered to produce a nutritious and delicious soup. Somewhere along the way, my companions get replaced by two of my (human) former classmates. There's an abandoned house that's still fully furnished, so we stop there. I set about the task of making dinner, but my classmates keep messing with the recipe. Then they let in this beggar-girl who starts stealing various objects in the house to sell.

5. I'm trying to eat some macaroni and cheese, but I keep getting sent away on errands, so I can't have any. I go on a huge rant about how you really don't want to find out what an elf with low blood-sugar can do.

6. I'm trying to solve a sliding-tile puzzle that's booby-trapped with water balloons.

Been a long time since I attempted to write down and recall my dreams now. I've been stressed and busy with lots of things that I've finally sorted out. Most of them, anyway. And with the issues out of the way, I decided to start trying to build up dream recall again. So, without further adeau:

Tonight I dreamed a few fragments, and a long dream. The fragment is just me walking through a guitar store, except all the guitars had broken strings and they weren't tuned properly. I think there was also another dream fragment of me being a part of some kind of capture-the-area game, where you and your team had to take over areas by pushing a button in the middle of them.

The long dream was very different. I remember meeting a girl somewhere and falling in love with her. We wandered around a lot and talked, although I don't remember about what. I was at her place a few times, and she was at mine. At some point, I remember getting a ride home by her and her parents, and as I was getting out of the car and saying thanks to them and telling the girl I'd see her later, she gave me a smile and got out of the car with me. The girl was definitly a student of sorts, and so was I. I remember us studying together.

Later on in my dream, she disappeared to the future mysteriously, and I tried to figure out how and why. Eventually I somehow got a hold of a phone that could call the future, which I used to talk to her. I remember talking to her inside of a broken down, moldy old office building. She told me over the phone that she wanted me to get her a cup of coffee, so I went to the coffee machine that was in a nearby room. Everything around me was wet, there was furniture and broken down old desks. The coffee machine was operational though, but it was out of coffee so all I got was hot water. I didn't put the cup into the machine fast enough though (actually I'm not sure if I ever intended to) so the hot water went down into a sink of sorts that didn't drain. So I scoped up some water out of that instead. I told her that there was no coffee, and she asked me if it had tea instead. I told her that this wasn't the time for tea, to which she responded that there was never a wrong time for tea (kudos to her for that). I then told her that I meant that there was no tea. Then the dream fast-forwards to me talking to an old friend of mine, who seemed to be hiding something. I knew he had been at the place where the girl disappeared at, because I had found his backpack there. Supposedly, he had hidden a clue somewhere, but he wouldn't tell me why. I kept pressuring him, and eventually he told me that he had hidden something in a nearby building, about 9 kilometers away. I think it was kilometers anyway, i remember the number 9 very vividly. I went to the place, and I THINK I found a time machine there, but it wasn't working.

That's about all I remember at the moment.