dream fragment

I am in the middle of the road, just looking forward. Everything is an unusual pinkish grey tone, almost transparent. It feels melancholic. There are houses, buildings, everything, on each side of the road. But there are no people.

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Dreamsigns:

transparency
melancholy
absence of people

I was sitting on the arm of a couch in my living room. MY mother walked in and said "why do you keep sitting on that?" In an unhappy tone.

Failed to recall much again. The last thing in my morning after getting ready is usually typing out my dream. :/

So anyways - I think I was in 3rd person. I was looking into a house and its rooms. A teenage girl had visited. So I looked towards my teenage boy son (speaking as if I am controlling them) and started doing romantic actions with this female. I also remember putting a birthday cake down onto a table for my son so he could age.

All I remember.

I had a very long, detailed dream about a metaphor, which clearly helped me describe the relationship between body and mind. There was a song to listen to, which helped me understand it even better. I also have a fragment of some kind of conversation with one of my gay friends. I think he was hitting on me?

When I woke up, the song I had stuck in my head was I Feel Free - Foo Fighters cover. I wish I could remember what happened in more detail, I woke up with a feeling that this dream was important. Hopefully there's more of a memory embedded in my subconscious.

Dream Journal #21, May 24th 2011

My dream recall is real shit right now.. I don’t know why. Maybe because I’m not trying as hard? Blah. Well I only remember dream fragments at the moment.

First fragment I remember was that I dreamt that hero had died already, and he was replaced by a bird. That bird lived in the same cage as hero. The bird loved alcoholic drinks and we would give him like whiskey to get him to go into the cage lol. There was this one part where I gave him alcohol but I forgot to tell him to go to the cage and he went outside. I was like ah shit, so I gave him more alcohol to go into the cage. I then woke up? It may have been an FA or a real awakening, I don’t remember, but I woke up and I was like… man, I miss Hero. Then I was like, wait, wtf? When did Hero die? I was very confused and I thought I was dreaming so I did a reality check (noseplug/clock) and it failed. I then concluded Hero was definitely still alive and that bird was a dream.

Second sort of fragment I remember, was me being on a fucking mission. Like CIA stuff lol, except it was with my family I believe. I’m still not sure what it was about… but I remember me and my dad flying in the air with parachutes trying to land at a “recovery” point. When we landed, it goes weird from there. There were “openable gates” and we opened them and there were like regular civilians there, and I think we were showing something off? (Maybe the bird… ) That’s all I rememeber. Oh and the weather was very stormy and windy. Oh.. and I also think I remember dreaming about spongebob squarepants? wtf. He was surfing like 50 ft tides and 200ft tides or something. Or maybe that was me. Anyways, I’m definitely not trying to remember my dreams.. I clearly could remember a whole plot if I wanted to (Look up). Time to WBTB

Third fragment was me watching a movie with some random friends? I went into some random house in my random neighborhood, I was waiting for someone for some reason. I forgot what I did, but I ended up on a couch watching a movie. I didn’t even pay attention to who sat next to me. Then, someone puts their arm over my shoulder, and he’s like “Oh, sorry my bad. What’s up?” I look over and it’s Frankie lol wtf? I’m not sure if Katrina was on the other side, but it was just odd that Frankie was next to me. We then talked about some stuff I don’t remember, and I think the dream ended there.

After WBTB:

Nothing -.-

I've been busy...or I'd have posted this as soon as it was learned...

I was told his name about a week ago in a dream I don't remember. All about it was his name and him telling me it would be alright from now on as long as all 3 of us stayed close.

Hate to waste a good dream entry...

I was in a gym with a bunch of others with basketballs. I told them we should play knock-out.

I probably wouldn't have even remembered this if a coworker hadn't mentioned playing a little bball. I hate not remembering my dreams. Stupid jobs.

I mean, does America really need double stack burgers and "sea-salt natural cut" fries ?
I could be dreaming.

Non-Dream Dream Lucid Fragments

This one was my longest so far, but I only remember select parts.

I was in the parking lot next to my school. I noticed that I did't remember how I got there. I became lucid and suddenly was the Avatar. I shrugged and rolled with it. Katara ran past me, but I didn't follow her. I was too buisy looking in the sky. The moon was turning into a Weighted Storage Cube from portal, but covered in blue repulsion gel. I remembered the advanced task from Dream Veiws and tried to crash it into the earth. It did, but the cube just fell to the floor, the size of a normal cube. I laughed and tried to summon a portal gun to pick it up. It didn't work. I just kicked it back into the sky and it turned back into the moon. I looked around the school and saw a strange competition behind the school. (I'm remembering more and more of this part though, so I might post the rest) I don't remember much of what happened next, only that I lost lucidity and met a few of my friends in the dream world. I do remember that after an easter like event, I saw people running back and forth on acceleration gel. Then they started dancing and a Justin Beiber song played. I hated it, but for some reason everyone was forcibly dancing. The dream ended after a few verses.

Can't remember much last night. It was a kind of sleepless night too, I had a bad stomach ache.

But I DO remember being in a corner on a bed and a giant "circley" window on the wall. One of my friends placed me there. Like the Sims. Lol.

Again, just snippets, and I'm not sure if I got them in the right order or not. Well, now that I am writing out the snippets, they're a bit longer than snippets.


Sleep. I am in the washroom at my house. I flash to the bus station at my mall and remember having a character in a Rock Band game, but I cannot remember her username or password. A screen appears in front of me (covering most of my vision) and says it is “Leopold12” (or something along those lines― I don't quite remember it clearly). Then, I appear back in the bathroom and my mom calls me from my room, asking me to sort through some pills. I tell her that some of them are beads; however, I do my best to find their pill containers (that is to say, I don't find any pill containers with a match).

Once in the bathroom again, I remember looking at the toilet and wondering what sort of monster could bear to live in a toilet, for it would be unpleasant to have control of any of the five senses.

Then I return to my room, and the radio is on, telling me about a trivia world championship hosted by my current English teacher. One of my friends, Joe, and his parents are on that team, and they will be flying to a city in the north end of Japan

Sometime after this, I am a round puffball. I am either red, yellow, or green ― I cannot remember ― and I am rolling down a snowy ski slope with two other puffballs (who are each the colours that I am not). We dislike moguls because they make us bounce and we don't like big falls. After hitting a bump and going flying, we're on the final stretch. However, the snow has melted here and it's all slushy, and I have to run instead. One of the puffballs races ahead of me, saying something about a Hazara*, and then the second one passes me just at the finish line, so I lose.

Afterwards, I think I'm human again. I'm told that I've spent too much time on leisure and that there is going to be a “work dollop,” or something like that. It's hard to hear this man, because he speaks like there was gloop in his mouth. He and this other man have a discussion about whether education hours and leisure hours can be combined; for example, one might like reading for pleasure, and reading is educational. Gloop Man disagrees, saying that reading is bad and that it should be discouraged as much as possible.

Then I am flipping through Fahrenheit 451**, trying to find Gloop's words to use as a quotation in my ISU project, but I can't find it. Wake.


*I'm reading The Kite Runner in school, so this isn't entirely random
** Another book I am reading for school

Dream Journal #20, May 23rd, 2011

I don’t remember much of my dreams.. all I know is that they were very vivid. Also took 100mg of Vitamin B6. I remember me and alvin playing some type of weird game… don’t remember what. My brother also had kdd’s phone for some reason. I come outside and I hear kdd say “make some ribs!” to my mom, and ask if it’s her birthday. She says no it already passed and kdd says “oh happy belated birthday!” I go into the bathroom and I pee, then i wake up (thank God i didn’t pee my bed).

After WBTB:

don’t remember any dreams it was a long weekend, so i’m not that disappointed.

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I didn't post Friday or Saturday's dreams. Not because I was lazy. Not because I couldn't remember them. They're just personal and I would rather people not read them. Alrighty. Unfortunately, last night was just snippets of images. I don't remember very much. Oh, and my chocolate dream sign emerged again.


Sleep. I am at my cottage, and when I open the door to go outside, I startle the birds who have made nests in the corners of the awnings.

I am on a city bus going from my highschool to the local mall. For some reason, I need to switch buses even though I only need to on Tuesdays. The bus I am on is closer to a coach bus instead of a city bus, and I tell the bus driver that the bus is fancier than I expected. She ignores me. When the bus gets to the mall, I get off and head towards the Tim Horton's, which has set up a bake-sale on the sidewalk just outside. I have a bad feeling about the price of the muffins, but I decide to buy one anyway. I'm about to purchase a banana-nut muffin when I see the chocolate muffins. I take one of those instead and go to the cash register. According to that, the muffin is $2.95 including tax. I am shocked at the increase in price, and the cashier apologizes. I am opening my change purse, and I happen to have three loonies in there (even though I normally have less than $2.00 at a time). Just as I am about to pay, that snippet fades. Wake.

DJ Log: May 23, 2011 – 8:15AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am riding a bicycle around the parking lot of our local shopping mall. The bicycle moves at will, as I do not have to pedal it at all. Another cyclist asks me, "What kind of bike is that? It looks like it works pretty good." I reply, "It's a piece of junk that I cobbled together from random junk. Have a nice day." I grab the handlebars and the bike takes off through the middle of the parking lot.

Quitting smoking was the worst thing I could have ever done to the dream world. I had zero-recall for about 2 months and have just recently been able to recall small fragments. I usually won't post a fragment to my online dream journal unless I can make at least 3 good sentences out of it. I've had a lot of fragments, at least 3-4 per night for the last few days. This one is the first in which I can recall some dialogue between a dream character and myself. Hopefully this is the beginning of the end of my lack-of-nicotine-induced dry spell.

I need to argue my case about whether or not I am a winner of a contest.