dream fragment

16.06.2011

Johnny Cage? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Tonight I had three Dreams. The first was very hazy. All I remember is that, for some reason, I was Johnny Cage and I was having sex with Sonya Blade. She got kidnapped from me, I went after her, and then I was woken up by my husband. I don't remember anything else. Both of those characters are characters from Mortal Kombat, by the way. I guess I just have MK on the mind.

Still half asleep, but I need to write this out. I cannot forget this one, there was too much.

It began by me moving in with my parents, or thinking about it. The house was really strange, there was a bar that seemed to sit underneath the house, but it was still outside. I was excited that me and my son were going to live with them. I remember talking to my mom about how I'd stay and help out until I found my own house. I invited some friends over, someone I had just met and a few others I knew. My aunt and uncle had shown up too. I was on a bed in a bedroom with one of my girl-friends and we were listening to the wind howling. It started to sound like voices and we started to freak out. Then I realized what it might be. It started to sound REALLY creepy. I told my friend to hold on and got close to the window and was looking out, it was daylight. My suspicion was confirmed when my uncle and dad came out and started laughing at us.

Then we're back in the living room and my uncle and dad are sitting at the table with my friends and they're all laughing playing cards and having a good time. I'm standing off to the side with my mom and my aunt. My aunt starts to tell me how f'ed up I was as a child. She told me I would try eating and selling ants when I was FIVE years old. My reaction, I was super pissed, because I knew this was a lie. I could remember being five. I told her that was fucked up and that she didn't know the truth. She and my mom were shaking their heads at me. I couldn't believe they thought of me this way. I started to get really angry about it, practically yelling at them for lying. My friends had all stopped and stared. I told my aunt that she was ALWAYS trying to prove that I was a fucked up person/druggie/what not. (Semi True. She has checked my wrists for shooting up one time just because I was wearing a beanie...) I got too worked up and decided to calm down. I told them to forget it and I'd stop talking about it.

Then I walked over to the table and everyone was having a good time again. I looked up at the stereo and there was some crappy oldies playing, maybe from the seventies or eighties. I asked my dad if it would be ok if I changed it. One girl agreed with me. My dad firmly said NO. I couldn't believe he wouldn't let me change the music. I told him that wasn't fair and the girl agreed. He told me no again.

At this point, my mom, my dad, we were all fighting. I stopped in the middle and politely asked my friends if they would leave or come back later. They all got up and left. I started to run around and get my things because I realized I COULD go home to my husband. I was having troubles getting all my things together. My son was sleeping in his chair. Me and my mom were fighting, and I can hardly remember what about, but it was intense, and very realistic to how we used to fight. I needed to get the carseat for my son which I realized was in her bedroom. I went to go get it and she followed me. I saw the lock on the door and stopped, because I knew she was going to lock me in to get me to stay. I kept trying to get her away from the door but she just wouldn't go. I went into the living room and picked up my son and held him on my lap. It was late at night now. I was going to wait til she fell asleep. I'm sitting there with my son on my lap, he's awake now. I'm staring at the clock above the TV and suddenly it's like time just passed without me even noticing. The clock read 1:57 PM. I looked at my mom and said no way. I haven't seriously been sitting here this whole time, awake, staring, along with my kid being awake on my lap. My mom nodded at me yes, that I was. I almost became lucid, because I couldn't believe it, but I ended up accepting it.

I got up and left finally. I took my kid home to my husband and was telling him some of what happened. Then I needed to go to the store for something and I go. I see my parents in the store and am trying to avoid them, so I slip in and grab a whole clothing rack of baby clothes. I took them to the register, and I accidently went behind the register coming around. In the area where employees are supposed to be only. They thought I was strange, but I got to the register and realized there were baby girl clothes in the mix that I didnt need. So I started pulling out the ones I didn't like as I walked back over to where I had gotten the clothes. My sister was with my parents, they were all shopping and seemed fine. They saw me but they didnt' speak to me. I went up to the shampoo and conditioner and wanted to try it out. It was strange looking, they were both in seperate, short, orange cylinder-looking jars. My mom said something about me coming back to the house and I nodded. I went back.

My friends were all there again. I was telling one how I was going to try this shampoo and I opened it. They laughed and asked if they should go get me a towel. I was like, OH, shit, maybe I can make it home in time to rinse it out. They laughed again. I put it in my hair and somehow must've rinsed it because I started putting the conditioner in my hair too. I suddenly realized I took too long and T, my husband, would be worried about me. I told J, my friend that I had to run but I'd be back. He shrugged. I also saw the guy I had just met, his name was Ian, I don't know any Ians. Anyway. I got distracted again with movies, J was watching a movie. I can't remember what it was, but I looked down at the dvds and saw "What Dreams May Come" and said, heyyy, this was the movie you told me to watch right? He looked at me questionably. I said nvm and got up to leave. I went outside and realized Ian had a split personality, that there HAD been two people here before and I realized it was the same guy, IAN. Idk.. I figured it out.

I leave and go home and T is gone. I had just gotten there and was putting my things away. Then he comes in asking where the hell was I. I told him that I had been at my parents and had taken more time then I thought I would. He didn't believe me at all. He started to accuse me of doing something else, but I interuppted, and told him to call J because I had JUST been with him not five minutes ago. He started to laugh, I knew we didn't have a cell phone. I told him to go to his moms and borrow her cell. He laughed again and said he had a device that allowed ppl to TEXT him. He said his daughter texted him all the time. I was like wtf... you have a DAUGHTER?? He laughed like he was just fucking with me. I'm holding the device and see a text from a girl I used to babysit. I thought it was weird. I start to feel weary because I hadn't slept. I think me and T started to fight, but everything after this gets hazy.

I think I woke up, thought about taking notes down because it was a very long dream... and I didn't want to forget it. I fell asleep again though and I went back in the dream I think... but then I was with someone who had a bunch of kids on her lap laying down. They had something wrong with them and she had chopped their heads in half surgically, they were still alive. They started to collapse in on eachother and the little boy's brain was pressed together so hard that it started to ooze. It was really gross. I told her and she popped the little girl on the side, rolling her eyes. She said the little girl was putting too much pressure on him...

I'm not sure, I remembered more earlier, now I don't... The strange thing about this all is that I went to bed only less than three hours ago. And I know this sounds weird, but sometimes I pray... and it is my birthday. I prayed that I would have vivid, meaningful, long, and possibly lucid dreams. And I'm kind of freaked out. I don't pray religiously really... I'm not a christian, I just pray for positive reinforcement, but I DO pray to God. It's how I was raised, so it's the guru in my head. Anyway, I just think it's really strange and that this dream MEANS somethng... I couldn't even go to back to sleep without typing it. I started taking notes and it took up too much room, so I had to come in here and type it. I'm still half asleep and the wind IS howling, it's creepy. I had to turn on Modest Mouse. I'm a little freaked out from what I experienced in the dream... hopefully I can go back to sleep...

There ARE things I missed, but I have to get up early and I don't want to go back and put the pieces in. Maybe I'll remember when I wake up, who knows... if I can even sleep. Goodnight...

06/10/11

There was a plague of some sort and everyone was getting sick. A lot of people were gathered together in this hospital type place, it was huge. Like an airport, it had restaraunts and what not. I believe it was my 21st birthday and I had two people with me, they were people I knew, but I cannot think of who they were. We went inside a restaraunt because we were hungry and I wanted to celebrate.

After this, I'm walking through one of the hallways and start coughing up blood. I knew I had it. So I found a room that I could slowly die in. Strange enough, I seemed to have accepted my upcoming death, even though I knew it would be slow and painful.

06/11/11

Took a nap, fell asleep watching the X-Files.

Soo, needless to say, my dream was a little creepy. It was nighttime and I forgot to shut my window. I heard someone mowing our lawn with headlights and it was really scary. I was crouched down on the floor with my son, hoping they wouldn't look in the window.

Also remember alien ghosts and JUST remembered I did become lucid. There was FBI everywhere and it was daylight again. I jumped off the ground hoping to fly, but I came back down and woke up.

06/12/11

I was in a large building and there was a room with a curtain and inside there were two showers across from eachother. I wanted to shower and had no towel, so I walked across to another room just like it where there were a couple people. I can't remember if they were showering or not. I recognized a towel that we have in WL and as I went to grab it I asked to make sure nobody was using it. They told me that some girl was. I was slightly annoyed because I knew it was my towel. I walked back to the other room and began to undress. I left the curtain open and it didn't seem to matter to me. It felt alright, nobody cared. Like a Co-Ed locker room or something...

I'm in the shower and notice my grandpa walks in. (somewhere between that last sentence and this next one I changed clothes.) He was talking to me about a game, like he was my coach. He wanted me to exercise but he said something like, "Ohh, you might not want to spend THIS time training." I didn't really feel like working out but I didn't want to disappoint him. I told him I didn't mind. I can't remember anything else.

I am sitting in my room and my brother is on PC. As I look around room I notice that my room is full of movie posters. I wanted to say to my brother something like:" What the hell have you done with my room", but I couldn't talk for some reason. Suddenly I find myself standing on a road between two tall buildings. It was nighttime. As I looked back, a silver Mazda Miata MX5 passed by me very fast and alarm woke me up.

Okay I had this dream a few days ago, so again now i can only remember so much.

It started off with me in a store looking at books, so i pick up this one book about music and such. So i turn to this page about mozart....and i said in big bold letters that he was a Sociopathic Schizophrenic (yeah, weird) So then it flashes back into like his life, where i sort of was seeing through the eyes of mozart. So here he is basically jumping off the walls (more like running up them) and hurting people and screaming at them really creepy death threats. Then the next thing i really remember is him running the side of a building and busting through a window where he saw these younger boys. They were all angry of course, calling him crazy and such. So Mozart went up the the fat kid, who was really annoying, and starting twisting is arm really bad. Which broke the bones but he wouldnt let go and kept twisting the skin while this kid is screaming for him to please stop.

Yeahh well thats about all i can remember....yeah its really morbid...it was kinda funny at the same time though it was just crazy.

Yeah I know odd title. But it was an odd dream. So I knew there was more to the dream but only bits of scenes that wouldnt really be worth posting. But the part i remember most was the ending, so here it goes...

It was set at my grandmas house..well more in here driveway but anyway. There's this big black SUV parked? in the driveway so i open the door and there sits Gerard Way and his brother from my chemical romance. Gerard in the drivers seat. They were all knocked out kind of with cuts and what not all over like they've been in a car crash. So there little ol' me is, trying to get up to the passanger seat so i can try to wake them up or keep them alive or something. Im sort of hunched up by the passanger seat tapping on the face and hitting their chests kinda freaking out because....they were kindaa dying there? haha Anyways, im slapping him a little while he's slowly waking up, I kept telling them to hang in there and wake up while an ambulance get there (though i didnt think one was coming) Then my auntie and my mom show up in a truck ready to take them to the hospital. Again, theres 5'0 ft me trying to carry this grown man out of his SUV and over to the truck. Ehhhh not so successful, but I did manage to sort of drag him over...so i guess they were safe.

Then I pretty much woke up. I know there was a lot more to this dream before they showed up but nothing good enough to put down here, but i know there was some crazy teenage boys trying to steal something...and pretty much getting there ass's kicked heheh And thats about it.

I dreamt I was with the Soprano's family waiting in a lounge room.

There was an unpleasant woman who spoke to me in irritation about another cast member when I explained to her that hating someone is not a pleasant pursuit and will do nothing to the person you hate but will hurt you by creating hate within yourself.

I made a marvellous argument and lay down and even repeated a point to myself and laughed about it. She later had to share a car with Tony's wife Carmella who later related to me how much the lady had changed which was due to my enlightened chat.

Later I was having significant trouble cooking rice and each batch was spoilt.

I realised at some point that it was a dream and I had an uncontrolled side dream about hanging out with people and having to hold a knife in fear of them attacking me, which they did.

Then later I realised that since it was a dream that I didn't have to put up with all the fear and uncomfortableness and began floating about and checking light switches.

I tried to imagine myself in a location that I once camped in but my dream faded. I then woke up hoping it was a false awakening but sadly it wasn't and the lamp was turning on and off as it should.

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I don't really remember much from last night but i do remember i nearly went lucid, this is so frustrating as i cant remember how, it wasn't the usual WILD i usually have so i am thinking that it was the fact that i was counting and doing the usual chant of "i am lucid dreaming" i remember seeing a dream begin and remember nearly getting into it lucid but it then went, my memory of this is quite foggy but i know it happened just a shame it faded and i then must have gone to sleep. ((darn it lol)) if i remember more from last night during the day i will edit and re post more

sorry for missing caps, etc.: too lazy, on my ithing, blah blah blah... you get it.

So this isn't gonna be very detailed cause it's been a while since I had this one so I don't remember much.

I was at a garbage dump type of place, a big lot surrounded by a short rusty fence and a mound of greenish brown trash in the middle. There were seagulls circling the top of the crap pile. There was a guy there in a dirty blue jumpsuit and a milkman hat who was shoveling trash from the mound and throwing it in another smaller mound. So basically his job was to shovel the trash around for no reason... lol poor guy. I went up to the big trash mound and started digging around (ew), and i found a brown paper bag. I opened it up and there were a bunch of kitties in it, and a cat (mom I think.) I grabbed the bag and showed it to the trash guy, asking if I could take them since I didn't think they should be thrown away like that. He told me I could only take one, somethinb about having to fill his "dead cat trash quota". I grabbed a gray one and gave the rest back to the trash man. For some reason I had to hide the kitty though, like it was illegal to have it or something? I don't know. But anyways, I put it in my purse and very carefully walked home.

Something happened happened on the walk but I don't remember...

I ran in my 'house' and locked the door. The place was actually like a really dark and scary dorm room. I think I had a roomate but I don't really remember. I dumped the cat out of my purse onto the table, but it was flat as a pancake and dead.

Well today I remember from my dreams
-Looking for "The Great Book of the Superheroes" with a friend, in the local library.
-Sucking someone's blood, vampire style
-Entering my building with some kind of baby/pet and finding a neighbour. My baby/pet/thing was crying very loudly.


On a side noe, what the hell happened to my other two entries?

There was a dream that kept repeating so I thought I was dreaming because I thought that I just saw it. So there was this one guy who was supposed to run up the hill and kick my ass, but since I was lucid this time, he didn't. I threw a bag over his head and went ninja on his ass non-stop. But he still didn't die.

Lucidity: 7/10
Vividness 10/10
Length: ~5 Min.

I became lucid all of a sudden at the map Highrise from Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 without doing a reality check. So I started walking towards the building to my right and jumped on top of it, there was another 10 floors so I jumped on those as well. When I found a door so I could try to find my friend Javier's mental dream body and attempt to make him lucid, I held on to the door knob and said "When I open this door Javier will be behind it!" and attempted to open it, when I did, it just opened up into the next room. So then I closed the door and rubbed my hands together to increase the dream time. But then for some reason I started to walk away from the door and I walked up some stairs, thinking it was real life.

1. My family visits MGM studios at Disney World. One of the main attractions seems to be a large kissing booth with "famous people," but all one can see of these people is a pair of lips. There are text descriptions of each person under their lips, from Einstein to Disney himself and more. I explore for a bit, then head to the exit area, where a friendly Disney employee offers Purell hand sanitizer and a station for making PB&J sandwiches. As I exit into a garden, I look up at the sky and see two missiles streaking down towards the ground. I remark to myself how much the missiles look like breasts, then run to the impact site. My dad is nearby, pissed off, because the missiles were aimed at his bicycle as punishment for trying to enter an attraction through a forbidden doorway. He mentions he might not have been on best terms with Disney, as they caught him littering before.

2. Some sort of four-color version of the webcomic Cyanide and Happiness. The characters are attacked by a shark while on an ocean raft, and they hold it off. The dream ends when the characters start to peel layers off of themselves, revealing different shirts.

3. Vague account of bounding like a dog through a streetlight night...

Dream - Lucid

I remember I was with a group of couples, and we were all getting married. We had previously had to pick who we wanted to marry. I saw the other couples get married. It wasn't really a normal ceremony, but a quick ceremony. It was in this dark, stone room.

It was my turn to marry who I picked. I think it was a girl? I don't remember. But we got married underwater in the weird stone room.

I then remember being in a crowded room. I was looking for who I married, who wasn't a girl anymore, but a guy...Carlos Santana to be exact. I remember seeing the other married couples in there, but I couldn't find Santana. I think he was late meeting up with me.

1. I'm on my recent girlfriend's Facebook, where I see her pictures from field school. She's shaved her head, and she's standing with an old friend from college S. T. I laugh, shut my laptop down, and head into the night. I go to a bank, where I'm trying to get a summer job. On my way in, I see the same girl, but she has a full head of hair and is wearing our green senior class shirt. She says softly to me, with a bit of worry in her eyes, "I was never here." I don't know what to say, so I pass her and enter the bank. I don't get the job, but my parents are in the bank and walk out with me. She's still there, although my parents don't seem to notice her. She affirms, "Seriously, if we somehow meet I was never here."

2. I'm at the opening game of the World Series. Joseph Stalin is opening the ceremonies with a rant about Russia's nuclear capabilities.