dream fragment

All I remember is that I was in a dream, my vision was slightly blurry, and then I went lucid. I looked down on my hands, then rubbed them - but nothing really happened from that. Instead I stood still and looked at my garden which was 10 times more beautiful than usual. It was set in a pretty orange sunset light, with rays of light here and there. Bloom was higher than usual (a sort-of glow from the light spots), and the garden was filled with glorious plants and flowers.
The more I focused, the more clear and realistic it looked. In fact, it got to be more clear and vivid than real life. This is supposedly a good thing, but it ended up with me thinking it was real life. I don't remember more since that.

We went to the supermarket and looked at some food, outside the supermarket was a portable shower (like them builders toilets you get) I then went to a local store which was cluttered and the man sell eggs which may have been broken.

Vividness: 7 I feel like the vitamin b6 made me seem more in first person and more in control,
Lucidity: 0 although i did not become lucid I felt like i was living it, not following a story.

I had a dream i was in my kitchen, and my parents were leaving for work, this one girl from my school was trying to talk to me using a webcam. Only odd this was that my microwave had become my computer. My parents were about to walk out the door so i turned the volume and screen off. Once they left, I clearly remember her telling me her dad was with the company when they developed this new flavor of Gatorade. My dad came home so I shut the Microwave off real quick thinking he was going to think I;m going insane.
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I was in some sort of back yard area of a apartment or townhouse located on the dock. There was a little rocky area to the left that went about 8 feet high, and had a waterfall coming down from it. The hole was about 3 feet deep where you could sit around it. Me, and my friend Austin were sitting around it, I remember there being some purple goo at the bottom in a small compartment. Might have been a paint can? I was stirring it up with a long straw just to mess with it. I remember it bubbled and some of it got on him. He freaked out, then we were over by the dock area drinking that Gatorade that one girls dad supposedly made. I remember looking for something at the top of the little cabin/box thing that popped out of the house where the door was. It was some sort of ingredient, i think it was a bag of sugar, dough, or insta potatoes. My brothers friend Daniel had shown up by then.
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I was with some friends snooping outside my house waiting for my parents to leave, my friend Jeff asked me if he could smoke in my house. I said no, but he could smoke in the hockey room(Dreamed up sports room separate from the house.) I remember us being in some sort of hold that seemed to be 10-12ft deep. It was night time, he was wearing a dark blue sweatshirt. We had been sitting around, and my brothers friend garret was hiding under this one part of the hole that was about a 70 degree angle, so if some one had looked down from right above him they couldn't see him. Basically we were just waiting for my parents to leave with out letting them know we were there. Jeff was across from garret under this part the had a concrete fence above him. I was on the other side of the hole, on the length instead of width so we made a triangle. I suddenly was where my friend garret was, and he was gone. my friend Scott was next to Jeff all a sudden. I remember looking up and seeing the roots growing out of the dirt. I thought i herd someone coming above me so i tried to silently run and slide next to where they were. I remember this seeming so dramatic when I ran across, and suddenly dipped down to slide. My brother approached from the side i was just on and he could see us perfectly from ground level. He didn't care and simply act like he never saw us.
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I was in my house and it was a military base, i wasn't of high ranking, but i was discussing a plan to invade some area. He was talking about sending waves of troops. I remember every one in their military uniform. He said that they will be sending 2 waves and we have a extra back up one just in case. He decided to send them home because he didn't feel we needed the extra troops. I remember him standing in the doorway of my kitchen, and me in the kitchen. I was nervous about talking him because he was such a high rank. I said I feel we could use the extra troops just in case. He sensed the nervousness in my voice and chuckled a little. I forget how he responded.
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There was some sort of jail or utopia i was in, i remember my manager(IRL) being the lady that controlled our sector. I remember there was some sort of stamp or card collection, when you want to grab them a jail door would swing down and smash your fingers. I remember trying to take one for the hell of it, i was quick enough and got to keep my hand. Next we were be moved, and we were walking through streets filled with active civilians, i remember walking trying not to attract any attention. We started to get to this one building, I'm not sure what happened next. I remember there was a prison break or fight of some sort mini battle, i was trying to make it up/down levels of cell doors, I'm not sure if i ever escaped.

Till next time dream views

Type: Lucid, Fragment
Vivid: Short

Notes: I haven't been active for a while but now I guess I'm back

Fragment 1: I was standing outside my house with my friend and a gigant teddybear. I don't remember what I was doing but I remember that I suddenly thought; "Wait a minut, I had a dream about this teddybear before". So I checked if my hand looked normal, and noticed that my hand was kind of shimery. I was not sure what that meant, so I plugged my nose and tried to breath. I could feel the air running through my nose, and I started to scream; "I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming"! I wanted to try to teleport myself to another location, so I tried to think about the location

Fragment 2: I was in the location I thought about (I think.) Something happens but I dont remember what. I wake up

1.

For the first dream, I just wrote "drugs wonder". No idea what that is supposed to mean.

2.

Someone had written "30 lectures - 15 - 8" on a piece of paper. I assumed it meant something like "I went to 30 lectures in a certain period of time, 15 in the next period, and only 8 in the one after that". Some other person tells them to use a certain symbol when communicating music and to spell out the word octave. The symbol was an eighth note with a line through it, so it looked kind of like a lowercase f with a note head at the bottom.

They then gave an example of how to use these techniques. They wrote:

3x Bb (symbol) - 2x Bb (Oct) - 14 knowledge notes

Apparently they don't even follow their own advice since they only used the symbol on the first note group and did not even spell out the word octave. But I was kind of annoyed with them mainly because the original person wasn't even trying to write music.

I don't know what knowledge notes are but they sound interesting.

June 30th, 9:17 PM

I don't know why I decided to write an entry now, because I really thought it wasn't necessary.

So I am not sure if I had a dream yesterday, or just my imagination after I woke up. Not sure which one.

The dream is where I am playing computer. Not sure which one, because my point of view was only the screen (kind of like when you record a stream)
I was playing Team Fortress 2, a famous game which is now for free on Steam. I was playing as an engineer, a guy who builds sentry guns to defend positions. I don't know why I had this, but all I remember was:

There was no sound. Even gunshots were mute.
There was another engineer in the game, and he sucked.
My sentry guns kept getting destroyed for no reason, and I kept rebuilding them hoping they would last.
There was a moment where a Sniper had a clear shot on me, and I kept running. He always looked like he could have just pulled the trigger and killed me, yet he never shot once. He eventually gave up and ran away, in fear that I would have eventually killed him.

Now, my thoughts about this are as following:

No sound: Maybe because too much was happening, it did not need sound? Or it can be another metaphor, not sure what it can mean though
Another engineer: Maybe someone playing the same "role" as me, yet not being successful while doing so. Could mean many things to me, varying from family to strangers
Sentry guns kept getting destroyed: Might mean that I kept trying to build something of my own, to have a foundation, yet it just kept falling apart, something stopping me from doing so
Sniper not shooting: Might mean someone giving me another chance, yet proving to me that they could have easily killed me.


Not bad for just fragment (or probably just me imagining TF2) but it can mean a lot. Hope I get a fragment today, I do not expect to have a lucid today.

1. My friends from a recent RPG campaign have gathered to perform a work of music I've written. I am leading the ensemble with a marimba, while C.W. plays flute, V.W., K.R., and M.G. all play various percussion instruments. The work is energetic and the conductor is very much into it; there's an extended section of dueling percussion soli.

2. I get a bulky letter from a great-aunt and uncle I hardly know, and on the outside is written something like "If you love us, you'll be much more important." We go to visit them at their sprawling southern plantation-type home, approaching through a huge bluegrass field with a great oak tree as a centerpiece. The great-aunt sees me from across the field and beckons to me; I run away, although I'm not sure why and am a bit embarrassed.

3. I'm in downtown Cincinnati with my brother for some reason, when I realize that I'll miss the opera if I don't go home and change into nice clothes. The crowds outside Music Hall are horrible thanks to the traffic of a Reds game and ticketing problems at the venue. As I walk to the ticket window, MB. T. and her friends jump out of a car and begin to walk behind me. I double my pace to avoid them, but she calls me and I turn around to hug her anyway. A random acquaintance from college, Jessica B., remarks "smooth move," but no one else present thinks this remark is appropriate.

4. I again run into MB at a games club/cigar making club?

5. I'm playing pro baseball, which is serious business in the dreamworld. I miss an important catch, which leads our team to a loss. I am summarily expelled from the team and jailed. In my cell, I get a call from another criminal asking if I want to sell drugs. I act like I have some to receive visitors, then take advantage of the open gate to run like crazy. I get shot but keep running anyway.

Talking to someone about comedy, they had never heard of Noises off or Gary Shandling's The larry Sanders Show. I want to educate them but the more they don't know, the more astonished i become

Two guns and three people, no body can trust anyone else. There's a woman with sholder length reddish brown hair and a dark blue 80's pantsuit with sholder pads and a male FBI agent is a black suit . Sometimes I have the gun, Sometimes They have the gun.

So this dream was kinda weird and it had some parts to it but I'm just gonna describe the parts that I remember.

I was at Priest lake by a boat launch. My dad and a few other people are here. We decide to go on a hike around the lake. As we were hiking I remember having to go over a hill and as I did it I almost fell into the water because my shoes had now grip. We then came to another weird hill (it was like 5 feet tall and like 8 feet long). So my dad and his friends went over it and then I was coming over it and then I started slipping. I was starting to fall off but then I grabbed the side of it, I then swung myslef out onto these handles and then swung onto the trail.

Yeah

Dream - Lucid

I remember being in some sort of class where we learned Chinese. I feel like there were more classes like this around the building we were in. I think we were in a school of some sort. We had to take the the Chinese class for some reason.

There was more to this part of the dream, but I can't remember any details right now. I remember there being water in there somewhere, it may have been a pool, I'm not quite sure.

Then, I remember writing stuff down, and re-reading it to myself. I couldn't read it, it kept changing! Well, that can only mean one thing. I counted my fingers, and there were 6 on both hands. My suspicious were confirmed. I'm dreaming! I walked around for a little bit, then decided to fly. "Gravity" tried to hold me down, but I wouldn't let it.

Then, I woke up. Or so I thought. I got up and felt kind of funny. I counted my fingers. 6 on the left, 8 on the right. Totally dreaming again.

This happened about 4 or 5 more times. In between the false awakenings, I felt the familiar buzz of sleep paralysis in my head and saw the familiar blackness and HI. One time, I tried to "roll out" of my body. I felt myself tumbling over and over myself slowly and smoothly, until I could see. I saw part of my room and got out of bed. I kept hearing my mom downstairs, so it kept making me think that I was going to wake up; that's what triggered all of these FA's.

I was speaking to ‘the kid across the street’ about why his game wasn’t working.
“Because I don’t know how to sprite,” he jumped.
I showed him how to do the code in order for his map to show up. For some reason, all of the files on his computer were vulgar movie clips. His mother walked in the room and we closed the window.

(from a few nights ago....most ADD dream ever...)

The first thing I remember is begin part of some kind of secret service or other government organization . Our boss tells us that we are to transport the Major of the United States (best title ever) to somewhere (we are a lower rank and there for do not get the whole story). He put the major in the back and tied his hands to the front seat, we did not question this in the least. We transported him where he was meant to go and were suddenly in a department store. I was looking at tape measures, for the sake of looking at tape measures. They could come in handy, right? but the good one is $20 so I move on. I find these amazing green suspenders that don't have a price on them. I want to find out but I know we will have to leave soon. Someone comes up to me and says she will find out, and if they are cheap buy them for be and "she would pay me back." I thank her, pause, and then realize what she said made no sense. She meant to say "I would pay her back" right?

In any case it is time to press on. We have a prisoner to transfer, but somehow no car anymore. This will not delay us however, we took him in a trash bag. We start on down the road with suddenly a lot to carry, and I have my green child who is half ogre with me. I do not have enough hands to carry everything now that I have it and my mom randomly shows up to help me carry stuff. As we walk my mom begins to sing something in a beautiful soprano. I start to harmonize and then stop when it gets to high for me.

The man leading us down the street suddenly asks "anyone know where we are going?" We laugh and say "aren't you supposed to know?" Then I say "We are transporting a prisoner right? Then we should stop at city hall first." (I am so smart XD) Everyone agrees and we press on.

I am suddenly in line at a place that has the appearance of a bank. I am their to ask someone questions about how to best raise my half ogre half human in a racist world. I am worried he will get discriminated against and want to raise him right! On the counter to the left has cell phones attached to it. One rings and I answer it. "I had a question about social networking." she says. "Okay," I say, "do you have a Facebook, Twitter and Linkedin?" I ask. "Yes" she answers. I think to myself Then good job! Your done! but ask "then what do you need to know?" She explains that she wants to do better and that she does not know enough. The lady behind me in line starts getting annoyed as the line moves and I don't to talk on the phone. I finally realize that the lady on the phone wants to get more notification emails from her accounts to know when things are happening. I could not help but think Who in their right mind wants notification emails? Is that not the first thing you turn off?! But I guide her to where her user settings are and she excitedly asks me to hold so she can try it. The lady behind me in line then hangs up the phone and glares at me to move forward, it is my turn.

I walk up to the desk and begin to explain to the woman that I have questions how to properly raise my son so he thought he was good the way he was, and did not flinch when people mocked him for being different. She asks me if I have the child with me. I realize he is not in my arms and am slightly alarmed. I turn around to see Shrek with him and I smile and ask to see him for the sake of the woman. He then throws the child to me and I am scared until I catch him. I thought You did NOT just throw this child at me! in a nice playful way. He is extremely heavy but I get a grip on him and turn to address the woman again. I see that she is a creepy old woman, her face is long and droopy and she is wearing glasses that curve to a point at the edges. She glares at me with hate and the need to move the line along. I think This is the wrong person to ask about discrimination, and move on.

We are outside some kind of ring. It is like a hallway with clear windows with brick surrounding each room. There was a basketball game going on. But for some reason we were talking about it like it was a fight to the death or something. We had to split into teams of two within teams of 4. Someone says "I don't see why we have to break into such small teams. They aren't usually this small." I could not help but think of Enders Game in battle school when he had one more toon than all the other leaders. I laughed at the guy as if he himself defied Enders genius. I look across to another woman we were with and we exchanged a look of Yeah, we are SO a team! I see my baby sitting next to her. I have another moment of panic realizing he was not with me as I thought he was. But I somehow know she is also the mother, and I smile to her. (oh dreams, you silly) She catches him as he almost falls and looks to me with a grin like What a silly child we have.

I look into the basketball game going on and I see the girl that was going to check on the price of the suspenders for me playing, only she is HUGE! She towers over everyone else and is dominating the game. However I was only insulted that she did not actually check on the price like she said she would.

#1: We were robbing the moon and putting it in a carboard box.

#2: I attempted to WILD, but I got caught out and lost awareness upon entry.

Had these dreams last night, but now I can hardly remember any of them. Still wanna record them though.

First part: I was shooting a gun. It was really big and silver, but had glowy purple streaks on it and the bullets exploded when they hit things. I was at a target range but instead of shooting at the fake paper-people I was shooting at real people. But they just kind of stood there like they were drugged up or something.

Second part (There was a lot more, but I only remember this part): I was like this lion-thing, and my friend was like this deer-thing. I was normal colored, but my friend was dark grey. We weren't exactly those types of animals but that's as close as i can get to describing our appearances. At first we were regular people, though. We were standing in a wheat field talking about something, and I don't remember what, but my friend was getting really angry at me. She was giving me these death glares for whatever reason, and I felt like I didn't deserve them. She turned around and started to ignore me. Then a group of people came running at us. They were all decked out in tribal paint and had on hula skirts and stuff, and they wanted to kill us. We ran away and managed to get a good distance between us and the people, but then I tripped over a bump in the ground. When I stood up we were the animals I mentioned earlier.

There was fire everywhere, and I was about to run through it and hope I didn't die when my friend pointed out that the 'bump' I tripped over was actually a hole. We went down the hole to an underground cave. It was really big, and had a green glow. For some reason I kept calling it a limestone cave. There were all sorts of dangerous ledges and paths, and below us was pure blackness. It looked like if you fell of you'd keep falling. We wandered around for a bit until we found a ladder back up to the prairie. Somehow, even though we were still animals, we climbed the ladder. When we were above ground again, instead of being on the field, we were climbing up the side of a canyon. There wasn't any ground anymore, just the bottom of the canyon, and I don't know what happened to the cave, so we had to keep climbing the ladder.

We made it to a ledge and got off the ladder, so it was behind us acting as a 'guard rail' so we couldn't fall off. There was a split in the canyonside in front of us, and it looked like rocks had tumbled into the split filling it up. It was really narrow, and almost vertical, but we were still able to climb up it. My friend had made it to the top where it was flat, but I was still climbing when the tribal people showed up again. I couldn't really defend myself where I was so I just kept climbing. One of them wearing this weird moosehead type of hat started stabbing me with his spear. (His hat looked like moose antlers, and was about the same size, but it was made of gold.) One time when he stabbed me his spear got stuck in me, so when he tried to yank it back he fell off. His hat fell off too, and landed on my head somehow.

When I got to the top finally, all the tribal people gasped and started clapping and cheering. I just looked around like 'wtf', and my friend told me the moosehead hat was a symbol to them or something. I said, "well I guess they don't care that i just killed that guy then", but then the original moosehead guy popped up from where we climbed and was clapping too. His head was really gross; it was all lumpy and disfigured like the hat was hollow and his head had grown into it, leaving it the shape of the moose antlers. Which makes me question how the hat came off his head in the first place... Anyways, we were back to being people now. I gave them back their hat and we ran away (on the field again now) in case they changed their minds and wanted to kill us again. Then I woke up.

Dream 1: (fragment)
I remember being back in band and the new school year had started. I was moderately ebarrassed because I hadn't practiced all summer. What little bit I remember was very vivid and my thinking was clear and logical (but not lucid enough to become aware of the dreamstate.)