dream fragment

*I am at some construction place. It seems like there is some supermarket being build or so. At one point I can see thick metal wires going up from the ground and it could be some 30 meters high. Around each of them are spined two plastic, orange pipes with holes as if some DNA model. I return to the place later and those pipes are already drowned in concrete. The construction must have progressed greatly. I am there with someone else. I am not sure who it is, feels as an old friend. I am on the top of the concrete block and I can see the pairs of holes to the concrete where the pipes were. I think it must be some kind of ventilation system. We are thinking of throwing something in, but because we don’t know what is it for we don’t do it.
**I walk down a long street, and there are many small houses along the street. I don’t think I live in the house where I am going, but I go there because of some pictures or painting. I remember that I have been there once or twice before. There are two girls waiting for me there. It’s a nice modern house but for some reason it feels like it has been build really quickly. I walk up the stairs made of light wood which are turning 180 degrees. There is a huge sliding glass door leading to a kitchen. The kitchen is nice and bright with a wooden floor. I look right and see a small room at the end, some 15m away... so I walk towards it, I fell thats where I need to go. I enter the room, its small room looking like an atelier or so. There are the two girls. I always bring a few canvases and these two girls paint some painting on it for my flat. One of the girls is my sister. There is also some Brazilian girl living next door and she is making eyes on me, but my sister and the other girl say that she is pretty easy. She asks me to go for a coffee with her. She also says that she lives somewhere near Sheffield, which is near German borders. She says she will call me.
Then **I walk down a long street, and there are many small houses around the street. I don’t think I live in the house where I am going, but I go there because of some pictures or painting. I remember I have been there once or twice before. There are two girls waiting for me there. It’s a nice modern house. I walk up the stairs made of light wood which are turning 180 degrees. There is a huge sliding glass door leading to a kitchen. Then I turn right, which leads to a small room. The kitchen is nicely bright with wooden floor. Then I entre the small room and I always bring few canvases and these two girls paint some painting for my flat. One of the girls is my sister. There is some Brazilian girl living next door and she is making eyes on me, but my sister and the other girl say that she is pretty easy. She asks me to go for a coffee with her. She also says that she lives somewhere near Sheffield, which is near German borders. She says she will call me.
Then I am in my sister’s room in Zasada, but it is mine now. I think I am ill and my sister offers that she paints a picture for me. Then I go to sleep and when I wake up I see that she painted on the wall. I admire those paintings because it looks really well. On the left of the Window that faces our green house, there is a really good painting of a stylistic giraffe. It is partially like robot; with its head down as if through the window and its head is in between the window and radiator. I really admire how good it is. On the opposite wall there is some abstract painting. It is very colourful, yellow, orange, blue, and green. But then I think I go to sleep again or walk out of the room. When I wake up or come back to the room it’s all different and it surprises me greatly. So I do reality check, just in case, I look at my hands and both thumbs are to the right. So I realise it is a dream!!! And my mom walks in the room. And I am so excited that I tell my mum “Mom I am dreaming, I am dreaming!” ( I am very excited about it). I tell me sister to continue painting....and I wake up.
***I am at some area that reminds me of Berany. It’s a hill with a road running in serpentines up the hill and a running and cycling race is taking place there. There is my brother and my father with me. We tease each other about the race and my father suggests that one of us will race. We have to let the bike tune up and it takes approximately 30 min. When I come back, it looks like my dad is going to race as he already has a number on him. I say that I want to go too, so he says I need to go to register in the office. I walk there but the lady says that it’s too late now even for the run.
Next I am running up the hill so I can see the race, but there I see two men in some Viking suit running up and down the hill in a kind of fight. The one that is at the bottom of the slope throws his wide, undecorated sword at the other one but misses. Then the one high on the slope throws his sword at the bottom one and hits him in his ankle. I don’t think they notice me. As I run I pick up one of the swords but drop it a few meters later. The two warriors notice and run after me. I keep running and because I know the place I lose them. I am running very fast. As I run I also pick up a green blanket (???) but also drop it. When I return to the bottom of the hill, there is my dad without the number and he tells me that he raced already. He says that it was very difficult. We are going home, we live in a little house nearby and there are two huge stones in front of the house. I still have a feeling that those warriors are hunting me. I slide between the stones. I am wearing jeans and jacket and as I slide through there is something that looks like pea & ham and it messes my trousers. But I think its ok and it washes away easily.

I, with my friend, was riding the subway back to Finch station, from somewhere around Union (or past). In this subway, each car was 10-15 feet across, and had two sets of doors, one set to let people in/out, and one set inside the car. The doors opened, and my friend said we should go inside the inner doors, in case of a flood. The doors opened again, and two cute girls walked in, as I slipped into the inner compartment with my friend. A moment later, one of the girls (a blonde) came in, looked at us a little weird, and leaned against the opposite wall; I gave her a smile and nod, and returned to talking to my friend, who promptly told me that after prom, he'd missed the subway (or it could've been plane) home, and so he'd been gone for two days instead of one. I followed up with "Yeah, I've had that. Whenever I miss the buses, I just stay at your place." The girl looked at us somewhat mockingly again, and I continued (in a voice implying really-are-you-an-idiot) "Oh, not like that."

At this point, we exited the subway and boarded the streetcar. I can only surmise that my subconscious has no idea what a streetcar is, because this was a chain of little erasers on rails. We rode for a while, and I made smalltalk with the blonde, and could tell she was somewhat interested. At this point, I did something stupid and my "streetcar" came off the rails. I had to jog as quickly as the streetcar and try and get it back on the rails, to void holding up the people in cars behind me. No use, I couldn't get it back on, and eventually, the streetcar sped to be much quicker than myself.

Fragments

I remember being in my bedroom with my sister, my brother, and my brother's friend, playing some kind of block game. I noticed that my laundry basket (which, in reality, I'd placed in front of my door, so I'd remember to do laundry in the morning) was askew, as though I'd opened the door and walked right by it.

Travelling. Alone? The purple color. Strange and unknown place. A white church, with a bell tower and a cross on top, covered by trees.

Travelling in what I thought was Manila. Almost got lucid. I was staring hard to read a book, but everything is blurry, and the surrounding is dark/night.

I remember seeing And. V.

Non-Dream/Lucid/Non-Lucid

DREAM 1: I was in a train station. I suddenly though of doing an RC. After realizing I'm dreaming, I didn't actually tried to accomplish one of my dream goals, but to look at my surroundings to see what my dream looks like. I looked at an analog clock. It looked really weird and unreal. It didn't had any numbers from 1 to 5 except for 3 which looked more like 3,5.
DREAM 2: I was at my computer, talking to a bud. He was playing a game that he didn't wanted to give me and I really wanted it cos I was bored and had nothing to play.

This dream was very faded and unclear...its unclarity almost made me vomit!
I really need to make my dreams more vivid.

Dream 1:
I remember building a long barricade out of rusty metal in a field. At one point my old band director gives me a spool of razor wire to add to the barricade, and tells me that its razor sharp andto handle it very carefully.

I decided to try a real WILD while the kid was napping. I used reverse blinking to help me relax and focused on my breathing, repeating the mantra, "I am lucid, The world is vivid." I could feel my body twitching but I don't remember transitioning into the dream. I was suddenly aware that I was showing my hubby an online video of some cute little babies. There were three babies and they were playing, then I realized that they were in a house that looked a lot like mine. I thought maybe they just live in a similar trailer (I mean mobile homes mostly have the same layout). Then I noticed the couch in the video was the EXACT same. I was starting to freak out a little, thinking I had been sent a video from the future. I started to awaken and before I opened my eyes realized that I was just tricked by the dream.

I opened my eyes for just a sec and closed them again, hoping to DEILD, if that's the right term for it. Soon after I was in another dream and I was sitting on the floor by the bookshelf. My son was asleep and my inlaws were at my house. They were acting strange towards me and I realized I had no shirt on, only my shorts and my bra. I felt embarassed and told them sorry over and over that I hadn't realized I had taken my shirt off. They laughed at me and again I started to wake up and realized I was dreaming when it was too late. =/

Then my son woke up, lol.

june 29 - second night of practicing dream recall

awake
thoughts
dreams

It's around 9 and I have my headphones in; sleeping in the living room
I wake around 11:45 and try recalling any dreams. I rewind the song to just before I woke and listen.
I remember something about Spock. I know this wasn't the main focus of the dream, but this is all I can recall.
I decide to head back to sleep...

My sister has just come home and I wake and check out the clock; it's around 11:55. Damnit and I had just gotten to sleep. I dont expect to recall anything from 10minutes of sleep. Then it hits me. I dont know if it was from earlier that night, or actually within the 10

I'm having dinner with friends. I have never seen any of them, but I know that we are good friends. There are maybe 6 of us. There is this one, beautiful red headed girl with long wavy hair. I think she had some crazy piercings and a plug on one side.
the lot of us get up to leave and I realize that all the tables in the restaurant are empty, save for personal belongings. I walk over to a table and check through a purse. Along the walls there are booth seats; this is where all the diners from the tables went. Everyone is dressed formally and I just realized I went through some lady's purse as she's staring at me. We continue out of the restaurant...
...skip...
...for some reason our group is lurking around the hedges out front of the restaurant. this is all very alice in wonderland. We come across some cavernous areas leading to an ice covered passageway. I ride it down like a slide...
I wind up in some tropical area enclosed by a mountainous range. The dream is now a sort of game that I am playing where I have to save these native villagers from something. I'm failing hard at this game.
This is where the dream ends. I close my eyes and go back to sleep

I'm at the local university, but my computer station from work is there. My friend wants the code to log on. I decline and he leaves.
I log on and suddenly my monitor is displaying some forum about downloads and my friend wants help with it
Wake
back to sleep
I show up late to a chinese restaurant. An old group of friends is waiting for me. My larger friend orders a bunch of those Red Lobster biscuits. This is great. Wait, why do they even have these..?
Wake

well, that was odd
but i'd say an awfully good start

I am going to try some B6 tonight and see how that goes

I dreamt about waking up at 11:45 (and had to be at my work at 12:00) so I panicced around, trying to make someone take my shift, but couldn't. I couldn't get on the bus in time either.
Today I actually had to go to work at 12:00, but I woke up in time luckily :-)

Then later i dreamt about finding a maggot infested body in the woods. Not sure if it's a part of the other dream.
More detailed; I walked on a trampled path in a field of tall grass, showing a person where the body was. We moved some planks with nettles, and found a supposed old, rotten and dead woman with a coat on and a massive bulge on her back. Maggots, flies and leeches were crawling all over her. The person I showed her to, lifted her up and walked away with her.



Side notes: It seems that lately, I've been dreaming about stuff that could happen/go wrong the next day if I've been nervous about it.
Another example is that the day before my oral english exam, I dreamt that I went through alot of awkward trouble and turned up 15 minutes late for it. Very related to this. I should start doing reality checks every time something goes wrong (I'm clumsy).

I went with Mr. Anello and this woman to a gynocologist appointment, because she was pregnant or something. The woman said that she was going to take about 3 hours, so I went with Anello to get lunch at an asian restaurant nearby. For some reason he had to leave and my friend Julian was there. I went and got some more food with Julian I believe..I remember saying that I felt like a hamburger for the bus ride home, but we happened upon a Chinese restaurant that had a bowl of 5 starfish in a soup like broth that interested me for only 3 dollars. I decided to try it, and remember not liking it very much while waiting for the bus.

[This is a catch-up post. These dreams are from the night of June 9-10, 2011.]

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm walking around the downtown area of a city. Every block is covered with tall buildings. Most of one block is covered with a three-or-four-story building with signs that identify it as “Jews' World.” It's their community center and place of worship; it is built around a narrow, rectangular courtyard/entryway with doors to various rooms leading off of it. I look at it and think, Wow, that's pretty cool, having a community center like that.

Directly across the street from this center is a similar, five-or-six-story community center and place of worship for the LDS church. A woman walks out of that complex and walks down the street. We pass each other in the street between the two centers, walking in opposite directions. The woman recognizes me and calls me “Pie [$RealFirstName].” I know that “Pie” is a nickname for [$OfficeBoss] [yes, he is LDS in real life], and that the use of that nickname as a title before my name indicates that I am a member of the in-group associated with [$OfficeBoss]. I'm rather disturbed that the woman both knew who I was and associated me with [$OfficeBoss] in such an intimate and familiar way.

Having realized I was dreaming at some point during this sequence of events [again, I'm not sure when], I decide to start flying. I take off and get pulled in a random direction, backward and sort of sideways. I try to control my flying and start flying forward by concentrating on details of the scenery I can see in front of me and trying to examine them more closely, as I did in my previous lucid [on the night of June 5], but it doesn't work. I attempt this method of control several times. When it stubbornly refuses to work, I just give up. I think, Fine. I'm just going to let myself get pulled along to wherever.

Then that dream faded to black, yet I remained consciously self-aware. I'm not sure if I was actually awake [more likely] or still asleep and self-aware during the gap between two dreams. At any rate, I remember that I knew that I was still asleep [however that works; I really don't even know what was going on here] and that if I just waited patiently, another dream would begin. I did, and it did.

I'm in the central courtyard of a big, old church made of yellow-tan stone. On one side of the courtyard, there is a large, windowlike opening in the wall with no glass, and on the other side of it are rolling vineyards. I briefly think of going flying over the vineyards, but I decide not to. Instead, I explore the building I'm in, and find a large kitchen knife. I pick it up and look at it, reflecting upon it: What's this doing here? We don't do sacrifices of living creatures in my church. We don't have to.

I go into the building, find the kitchen, and put the knife away. To get to the kitchen, I have to go through the parish hall. There are other people in there. I continue to explore more of the building, concentrating on just what a wonderful gift it is to be here in a dream and be lucid. [That's the last I remember.]

[Later, I had another nonlucid.] A whole bunch of the important businesspeople I know in real life, including [$OfficeBoss], have come over to House #2 for an early-morning presentation that I'm supposed to be giving, and they've all crowded into my bedroom. I wake up late for the presentation. In order to get into my closet, I have to ask [$OfficeBoss] and another man to move aside. I'm embarrassed to be seen by all these people while wearing only my black nightgown. [It was the same one I was wearing in real life that night.] I take too long to get ready, and all my guests wander off.

I go out into the rest of the house and see that my mom has put up all the Christmas decorations, even though it's June. I run the vacuum cleaner in the study; P. is there. I get a second shot at doing the presentation, and this time, it works out. I'm grateful that the first attempt, where I got up late for it and everyone left, was just a dream. [LOL!]

[Fragment] I'm in a house or hotel somewhere with MLT [a real-life friend]. I demonstrate to her the fold-out bed that's built into the wall, and she declares it to be too opulent. The building is cylindrical.

I'm back, and hopefully for a while! With the difficulties of school and busy schedules, I think I lost interest in lucid dreaming last year, but I was thinking the summer would be the perfect opportunity to build up recall and maybe start having lucid dreams again! Anyhow, I read through my dream journal last night, and did a sorta WBTB, and ended up having a couple fairly vivid dreams, the latter of which SHOULD have been lucid, had I been paying enough attention. Also, I failed to write my first dream down, so now I barely remember any of it. Oh well, you win some and lose some.

Alaska Cruise (Fragment)

At 6:00 AM, I'm pretty sure I could have gotten a good couple of paragraphs out of this one, but by now... not so much. Basically, I was on a cruise from Vancouver up the coast of Canada and to Alaska with my family. I think I was looking for someone, or exploring the ship for some reason quite a bit, but other than that, I don't recall much.

Pulled Over

This one was a little more bizarre in some ways, and I really should have realized it was a dream. I was at a party, and decided to go ahead and go home early. After saying goodbye to my parents, I started to drive back. After leaving the house, which now that I think about it was more like a small mansion, I began to drive past a small suburb in a valley. The road was one way only (or at least without any yellow lines) and was built into the side of a steep hill. To the left was a decently sized group of houses, small stores, and other assorted buildings. As I drove, I was talking to my dad on the phone (talking on the phone while driving being something I'm sort of uncomfortable with still) who was telling me to come back to the party and help clean up. I told him I needed to pay attention to the road and would call him back, before I broke through a fence into a small industrial/factory area.

This is where it gets a little weird. It's a decent drop, maybe 6 feet or so, but it feels longer, and a lot bumpier. I try to regain control after landing, swerving a few times and dropping down some other small hills, before finally turning myself around and pulling the car back onto the road. At the same time, I find a gun in my car and decide to reload it (???), and when I notice a lever outside the factory I pull that too. No idea what it actually did, though. Anyways, as I pull up onto the road, a cop is driving by, and I accidentally run into them. Predictably, they pull me over, but somehow the scene shifts back to my bedroom.

At this point, the cop is interrogating me about why I had a gun (no idea), why I was driving so crazily (talking on the phone), and why I would decide to pull a random lever on the side of the road. At this point, I express the thought that I might even be dreaming, and ask the cop to hit me to make sure. He does, and then I slap my own hand, but I think I feel pain so I decide it isn't a dream. (Stupid stupid reality test! I know better than that! >_<). My dad walks into the room at this point, and says something along the lines of, "What have you done?" I explain that I was pulled over, then the scene shifts again.

Finally, we end up in the hallway outside of my bedroom. The cop is testing me to see if I've learned my lesson. He places a red, then a green lever in front of me. When I refuse to pull them, he seems satisfied, because I shouldn't pull a lever unless I know what it does. He turns the green lever around, and tells me that if I had pulled it I would have contracted a deadly Elephant STD. (Crazy brain. ) At this point, the dream ends.

I woke up, and was all, "See, I knew it was a dream!" I was more relieved that it wasn't real than disappointed in myself for not realizing that it wasn't.

I just took an hour and a half nap and can remember the dream, but only part of it.

T and I were at her friends house, and there were like 10 people there. We were hanging out with them and at some point I started not feeling well. So I'm in the bathroom feeling dizzy/sick. I hide it for awhile, then later I go into a separate bedroom with T and tell her I'm not feeling well. She didn't seem too concerned and I was a bit hurt by that. I think some other things happened but I can't remember what. I leave the room and end up falling asleep on the couch, when I wake up there are like 3 different couples having sex on the couches. So I go back into the separate room again, can't really remember what happened after this except at some point T was talking to someone else. So then this local drag queen, F, comes to talk to T to watch a movie or something and she leaves with him. I got upset at the lack of time spent with her and she picked up on that so she came back a few minutes later, telling me that she paid for me so we could split the ticket.

Then she apologizes and tells me I wasn't invited, and I start crying and saying I felt like a bad person. Then she tells me it's because we're a lesbian couple, which I already knew in the dream but was feeling like a bad person anyway.

So I go do this "movie" thing; turns out it's really a contest. They give me a scenario and ask me to pick between some other state and Connecticut. I picked Connecticut and ended up winning a free trip to four star hotel with Tara.

At this point the owner of the house reminds us it's getting late, and everyone starts to clear out. Somehow I end up locked outside without my stuff. I tell T and she's like, "which bag of things do you want back least?" I wasn't happy with this answer and it turned into a mini-argument.

Fragments: At some point I noticed the time was 6am
I had a few moments of eating candies, some of them being oversized starburst, out of my purse.

Completely forgot to mention this, but I had a dream earlier today where I told my Mom I was a lesbian and she said she was one too. A lot of other things happened after that but I can't remember them, just reminded myself of that part.

1. Metal Gear Solid was taking place in my old high school. Since, having played the game about a billion times, I knew one of the major sad parts was coming up, I took the opportunity to sit Snake and Gray Fox down at a cafeteria table, have a conversation, and make friends with Fox (who for some reason was missing the upper half of his Cyborg Ninja suit, was wearing Otacon's glasses, and was carrying a plastic bag full of fake roses). Before everyone went their separate ways, I took a petal from one of Fox's fake roses so that I'd remember everything that happened.

2. Still in my high school, it was time for Home Ec, where we were making pancakes that we could either top with sweet things or with refried beans. Before class started, I checked my pocket to make sure the rose petal I "borrowed" from Gray Fox was still there. Cooking was mayhem. There wasn't enough griddle space for everyone, the classroom itself had sort of a maze layout, and when I finally got my pancakes poured, I came back to discover that a huge guy was sitting on them. Bastard.

3. I was at an anime convention, petal still in pocket. I found a light-up figure of Motoko Kusanagi from Ghost in the Shell, but it was too expensive. There were also a bunch of weird jawbreakers.

4. I'm wearing my orange-red-yellow stripey nightgown. I check desperately for pants pockets, but eventually resign myself to the fact that I didn't really meet Solid Snake and Gray Fox. Bummer.

5. I'm a servant in a family of dogs who have to go into hiding under the protection of the wolf king. During a war with some lions, the pups and the wolf king go missing, so I put on a wolf mask and go into the forest to rescue them. I get killed, but it turns out the whole thing was just a play, and the plot repeats itself a couple times.

6. I'm in a mall where some highly advanced robotic llamas and ferrets are being exhibited. I play with the ferrets.

July 1st, 2:51

Yesterday I have dreamed about a cloud. A cloud that was black and thick, and looked like it was about to explode with water. I heard rain, yet I did not see any water from that cloud. The whole sky was clear, except for that just black cloud. I could sense I was in a house I was before, but not sure which one. I could hear the roof getting wet, but still no rain. This dream made me very depressed, so depressed I almost cried. I woke up at day feeling like shit, like there is nothing to do to save me from my misery. It was dark also, I remember that, but it was just a fragment. Nothing else I can remember.