dream fragment

There was some kind of movie where some hobos story was played out yet that hobo didnt accept the movie existed as it was somehow offending to the hobo.
Later hobo was offered money for that he would accept the movie and and hobo revealed that he was instead a bored super agent who just had been in the town for a while.

// In the second dream i was "my" laptop roaming internet my friend sent me link to some fella that had 36400 posts in furaffinity forums(weirdly enough ive been to furaffinity only once)

1. Fragment:
I walked down the hall in my dream house to the bathroom where my mom was drying her hair. I picked up a second hair dryer and started drying my own. Miraculously, my hair was straight and sexy as hell. (IRL I have an afro)

2. Non-lucid Dream:
Hard to remember what order things happened in... In the beginning, there was a flash flood. The water seemed to flow uphill, which I knew was in contradiction to my real house, yet I was standing in my dream house. I walked to another side of the house and watched the water roll down the hill from a pine tree grove and crash against the house gently like waves. When the water cleared, people started showing up at the house and I had no clue why. The only two faces I remember distinctly were my mother's and that of a guy named Julian who I hardly even know. More people showed up and it turned into a party. This change didn't occur smoothly. The dream seemed to skip around and my dream house's interior completely changed (to all wood. It was quite nice, actually). By the time the dream was solid again, everybody was totally smashed. I went upstairs to my dream sister's room. (I call her that because she neither looks like, nor has anything to do with my real sister.) There were about four or five kids sleeping up there. I was looking for something but I didn't know what, so I felt stupid for even being in her room. I remember seeing in my particularly vivid search, a magic 8-ball in its box and some stacks of Nintendo DS games including versions of pokemon that don't exist (yet? Maybe I foresaw the future of pokemon?? ) I don't remember anything after that nor do I remember where or how the dream ended.

Had a storm dream again. Whenever I dream about storms, they're very vivid, and I find they enter my dreams a lot. I really need to start using this as a dream sign, Hey, subconscious, did you get that? Okay, good.

It was me, T, and my son in this house that had two levels, but I'm not sure if it was a two story or if there was just sort of a loft like thing, but I was up there with my son. There was a window looking out on the storm, and the window covered the entire left wall. It was really pretty, I remember telling T he needed to come look at this. Also, the house we were in was sitting upon a hill overlooking the surrounding area, so it was very good view. In the distance, as I observed the storm, I could see tornado formations. I wasn't scared, like I usually am, I felt safe.

There was more to the dream, but this is all I can recall at the moment.

[B][I]Anger[/I][/B]

I am eating a cheap lunch with a carpenter. He tells me he is charging me by the hour.

I am paying to eat with you? But, you wouldn't charge another carpenter!

True! he laughs with his mouth full of food. Asshole. I knock him off his chair, driving him against a bar counter, forcing my forearm into his throat.

"You going to rip me off? Fuck you. I only have $___ in the bank, you ass." He turns into my ex-friend, Deneb. Deneb looks slightly confused. "Fuck you. You're an asshole."

***
[I]
I wake up from the anger. It's 4:30 am. I go back to sleep, trying to WILD, but I fall asleep too quickly. (This happens to me every day. I need to get more sleep!) I don't WILD, but, I at least remember the tail end of my dream.)[/I]

[B]Pain[/B]

I am in a large SUV or van with extended family. We are going to a family dinner. I see a graffiti artist's van. BLEST is on the side of the blue, black, and orange scheme. I realize it's the local tagger's van here in Hawaii. (My late cousin's DJ name was BLEST, and he got it from a tagger in Colorado uncannily.) The van swerves crazily, and loud dance music is blaring out of it. I don't feel like I am crying, but tears pour down my face. I can't help it. I want to be strong for my family... but,

I wake up.

[I]I realize it was actually Bobby AKA DJ Sabertooth AKA Saber driving through my dreams, but because I was not lucid, I thought it was the other guy. I smile to myself, and look forward to seeing him in dreams again.[/I]

Dream Graduation

I’m in school. Graduation is getting set up RIGHT NOW. Hallways are empty except me and a few other “left overs” who can’t graduate for whatever reason. I have a bottle of wine in my hand and start running and screaming: look at me! A cup manifests and I pour it, chugging the bottle and then the cup, bottle then the cup until I’m in the rotunda, drunk and everyone’s looking at me.

I follow some other left overs through dusty abandoned hallways so Mrs. L doesn’t see us and find us out. We all have this plan to graduate anyway so we go way up into the theater storage attic and try our best to hide ourselves. Me under a big blanket with someone and I’m drunk and my eyesight is like that of when I’m so tired I can’t keep my lids awake. So for most of it I do have my eyes closed and just listen under a blanket stacked on top of theater props so I almost touch the ceiling.

Someone tries to peep into the hallway and a little Asian girl who ate all her hair off (really) is the “hall monitor” for graduation sees that someone. She sends in this bulky girl, a real bully. She’s got a trick. She pulls the first kid she sees to her and licks that student’s lip, touches it and then taps her temple. She screams and falls down, not dead but just painful. She does another little trick to someone (pulls their lip ring over their nose!) and says she won’t tell Mrs. L. She’s gonna leave but first wants to show off another trick, looking for someone she pulls me over to her! No way, I hate pain (who doesn’t); she spins my chin into a tight spiral and every time I un-spin it a little, shit it hurts. But someone tells me there’s a trick to her trick and just un-spin it all at once: I do, and I feel just a little tug and I’m okay.

A few of us go further into the attic and we find that there’s a desk and under the desk is nothing, it’s a free-fall to the ice arena where they graduate so you can watch the whole thing. They’re almost ready! A teacher, Mrs. Smith (4’7 or something small!) sees us peeping and comes marching over. We all run out of the attic, oh too late, and Mrs. L is standing waiting for us.

She’s a lovely lady sometimes and says we can all graduate, so everyone puts their gowns on. I don’t have one. At the final door to the ice arena, its time to graduate, I don’t have a gown, but there’s a box with a white Freshman gown. I’m a sophomore in my dream (hey wait, why were all the different classes graduating instead of just the seniors!) and our color is green, so I’m a bit embarrassed. We walk out and I run over to Autumn so she can take my picture (it’s mandatory). When I get over to my class, they’re all wearing white and I’m the only one wearing green.


Lucid Awakening

I’m downtown, walking in a little drizzle. I plan on going to the community market to volunteer when I see a little nook between buildings with a candy store built in. It doesn’t have a door or a cashing machine, it’s just a bunch of glass jars with a ton of bright colored candy. I’m pretty delighted but wait! We don’t have a candy store downtown. And why is downtown so tiny? I’m lucid. I walk into the center of downtown (as I said, everything is tiny and compact, like 50 feet). I look around and notice:

This feels real. This is REALITY to me. Everything is solid and I am perceiving it just as I do waking life.

(This single lucid fragment has created something in me that has helped everything I've been doing dream-wise DRAMATICALLY. I understood before that dreams=reality while waking life=hazy and unreal while you're dreaming, but I never FELT and EXPERIENCED that completely. Now that I have, something has clicked. My reality checks take up to five minutes or more, not because I feel that more time is necessary or anything, but that's how long it takes me to discern my reality. REALITY has a new meaning. I become lucid more often (though write more in the hard copy of my dream journal, less on here). I thank my subconscious for letting me explore this feeling.)


Fragments

I make a sandwich for myself "when I wake up"- WHY WASN'T I LUCID?

Autumn and I are being obnoxious in school, so Heather leaves without saying a word to me. Crushing.
NOTE: Autumn told me today that she had a VERY SIMILAR dream, of her and I and Heather (who she has never met or talked to) all in a classroom.

So like, I haven't wrote in my dream journal for almost a week. That's seriously lacking some effort, yo. But then again I was having difficulty with my re-call.
Anyway, today was an absolute success. Love it.

Lucid = orange

Dream 1 -

I'm in bed trying to get to sleep and ultimately lucid (unaware that I'm dreaming) and having great difficulty doing so. I then hear a knock on the door, it's Tamara.
Note: Tamara is my younger sister's best friend.
She asks if she can help and I agree. My eyes are shut through the whole of this but I hear her come in and then hold my hand, which I find quite soothing and it also helps towards what I'm aiming for as I start drifting off. Then this black cat appears. It can talk, and I ask if it can help me become lucid. It says it can (and other stuff which I can't remember, although I think one the things it said was ''see you in the dream-world'') and then curls up at the top of my head. I then go through some sort of trippy phase and I'm able to simply get out of my body just like that and 'into' the dream-world.

I'm then lucid, still unaware of the fact I was dreaming before, but knew I was now nonetheless. It's kind of hard for me to speak and I have the problem with keeping my eyes open again, so I call for my dream guide and start paying attention to what I can hear and touch and feel what's on the floor in the hope of achieving what I did last time. While I'm doing this the black cat appears again and this time it's sitting on the end of my bed just watching me.

I then accidentally open my eyes for real and wake up. It was about 5:55 in the morning. I was kinda annoyed at the fact I had just failed but was proud nonetheless because I had another lucid, and actually remembered to try to find my/a dream guide (This cat appeared, but I'm not sure if it is one).
So, with that positive mind frame I went back to sleep.

Dream 2 -

I'm playing a game on the computer. I'm in some kind of square by the sea with a group of others, and we have to kill 4 random bosses within 10 minutes (penguin, cat, etc or something). With about 4 minutes left I hear my Dad call out that it's prayer time.
Note: Every night (the majority of the time) we have a family prayer just before one of us goes to bed.
I state that I can't go up just yet because we're running out of time and need to finish this. Dad says ''We'll have to do it without you then.'' I feel kinda bad but at the same time it can't be helped so I just focus on the game. After that's done, and I'm heading off elsewhere in-game, the screen goes blank. I try to fix it but I don't know what's wrong with it, so I ask Dad if he can sort it and he does.

I'm now in Warsong Gultch again (a World of Warcraft battleground which is basically capture the flag 3 times to win). To begin with, it's 3rd person, but as soon as it starts and my team set off, it zooms into it and I'm actually there. I notice that it looks a bit different to how it should look; there's loads of huge rocks and stuff dotted about.
I can't really remember what I did here but eventually I found myself round the back of our base and I can see a fight going on on the second floor. I'm about start making my way up so I can join in and then notice a Draenei Mage is about to nuke me so I get out of the line of sight. Then the whole thing freezes. I realise I spent too much time dawdling about and it's ended.
I go somewhere (can't remember where) and then find myself in a completely new environment. It's some kind of museum-looking place with a HUGE staircase which spirals in a square shape up to the top. I'm holding some kind of object and jacking off while floating higher and higher in the air (some other force is moving me), not really caring about how high up I'm getting. Then I find myself moving towards something and land on top (this thing is huge, and there's no way down from it). I'm scared to death. I'm on top of something I cannot get down from without seriously injuring myself. Then it hits me:
''Wait. This place doesn't exist. It's not real. I'm dreaming!''
I breathe a massive sigh of relief and then start thinking of a way to get down. I consider jumping but I don't want to risk waking up as I'm afraid of heights and my brain might wake myself up so it doesn't have to deal with the landing. I then think ''Oh, ladder!'' and I spot one next to the wall below me. I reach out my hand and use telekinesis to move it up against this sculpture thing, but it's not wide enough. I kindly ask it to make itself wider and it does so. When I've safely reached the ground I think to myself ''I should try and find my dream guide.'' and call out ''Dream guide!''

Nothing.

I call out again ''Dream guide, please show yourself!'' and this time I notice something which I didn't take in before. A man had been sitting in the corner observing me all this time. I look at him and wonder who he is, and he seemed to read my mind. He called out to me and said ''Well, you did ask for me.'' in a tone which made him sound higher up than me. (pretty sure this guy is my dream guide )

My heart jumped for joy at this point and I bounded over as fast as I could to sit down next to him. He was an older man looking about mid 30's who wore glasses and a French beret. He basically looked like a classic French painter/artist. I asked him ''Can I ask you a quick question please?'' He replied ''Of course.'' and I responded ''What should I call you by?''. He then told me his name (but I actually can't remember it). We then got into conversation and I recall him saying something to do with a word/phrase located in the Italian dictionary which I didn't understand and something to do with a BTEC course 'cause I said he looked like an artist.

I then woke up mid-convo.

Note my inner artist coming out much.

I am lying on the floor at Soho in Honolulu, listening to d'nb', convulsing to the beat.

I ghost to the VIP room, and change pork into tofu and eat it.

(I promise you not all of my entries will be about nightmares, haha, just gotta get this one out of the way first.)

I was 8 and living in Wyoming at the time when I first had this nightmare, and it's the first nightmare I can remember (and like I said in my other posts I mostly have anxiety dreams, only have had 2 nightmares I can remember). I've had this come up when I was 8 twice (about 6 months after it first happened, right before I turned 9), again when I was 12 right after we moved to Nevada, and when I was 15 I had a dream that spotlighted a scene from this particular nightmare.

It's mostly in first person, which I rarely dream in. I'm my 8-year-old self, walking around my house in Wyoming like it's a regular old boring day. It's really sunny outside, so all the nights are turned off and all the fans are turned on. My sister's nowhere to be found, I assume she's at a friend's house or something. My parents are out in the backyard, so I find myself wandering the rooms looking around aimlessly. I go back in my room and find my doll, who turns out to be Cynthia, the same doll Angelica has in the Rugrats cartoon. I held her up, exaimined her, and then looked at my bed. Normally I had a few of my stuffed animals surrounding the pillows, but all of my stuffed animals had turned into dolls or stuffed humans. The moment I see these on my bed, the sky outside turns orange and thick, like there's a fire nearby. I glance at the window then glance at the door and run for the backyard. The sky is so thick it's almost red as I run out through the garage and patio onto the grass. There I'm horrified to see both of my parents are engulfed in flames. But what makes this less horrifying is that they are giant stuffed bears, almost like they're wearing mascot costumes. I know they are my parents, but I'm suddenly understanding that all humans are now stuffed bears and all stuffed animals are dolls or stuffed humans. My parents are running around in circles, screaming and on fire, making little footprint-shapes of fire on the grass which is starting more of the fire. I'm hearing dramatic music in the background that's telling me it's gonna get worse. I can't get my legs to move so I can get to them to help them. I'm screaming for them and going "No!" and all that dramaticness an 8-year-old can possess as she's seeing her parents go up in flames. As I'm screaming, I wake up, realizing my face is wet from crying and I'm mouthing the words "No, no no no..."

The waking up bit has happened each time I've had it until the dream I had at 15. The only thing I remember from it was that my parents were in it asking me "remember what happened 7 years ago?" and I have a little thought bubble pop over my head with the scene of my parents as giant stuffed bears screaming and running around on fire.

TA DA

And this greatly shows me why I need to be a bit more dedicated to keeping a dream journal.

Had a lucid last night, technically breaking my dry spell which has lasted over half a year. However, I remember so little of it it just is depressing, but here goes:

In the middle of the dream, I don't recall why, but I realize that I am dreaming and become lucid. Instantly I think of drawing a portal, as I have an entire world designed I have been meaning to try and visit. My location is in some building (in the rest of the dream it was more like a death trap) where I am currently standing in a short downwards-sloping hallway. Large wall to my left with a wooden rail, and sholder-height wall to my right that increases as you go down. Huge glass roof arcing over the building and the exit of the hallway behind me opens up to the rest of the building, while the bottom goes into a tunnel like area and turns right.

I place my finger under the rail and on the wall (it was rather high, probably around the height of my chest) and try burning an arc in an upside-down "U" shape. (This was my pre-dream planned method of creating a portal. To burn the entry and let the portal form) It took a few traces as the burn marks were sorta light, but I managed to finish and the portal automatically opened into clear blue. (Which didn't much resemble where I was attempting to go.) While I was doing this, it constantly felt like I was almost waking up, because the sunlight was hitting me in the eyes in my dream (which probably wasn't far off, as I woke up BEFORE this dream and it was already 5am. Likely it really was the sun). I ran my hand along the rail and *oddly* tried to see if it had a scent. It did, and smelled strongly of tree sap. This helped stabilize as I was drawing the portal.

However, as it turns out I do have a false awakening and lose lucidity. Oddly enough, the false awakening takes place in the same odd building, however the previous dream story continues. This makes it feel like the story before hand was real life, so I completely lost lucidity.

The dream itself was rather blurry. Not visually or in any of the senses, actually, that was rather clear. It was like a mental blur where I couldn't focus, and things just felt... unstable.

Meh, disappointing dream, but at least I broke my dry spell. So yay for that!

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! My dreams usually stick to some basics. Everything usually looks "normal", but not how people behave. Last night I definitely had some weird ass dreams.

00.30: Sleep

08.00: Vineyard
I'm with a few other people in a vineyard. We don't belong there and we know it. There are different kinds of grapes in different rows and we all switch rows, but I don't pick anything. I'm busy trying to not get caught by the man with some strange sowing machine walking around randomly. I jump to the next row as he turns his back to me. Suddenly he's on the one next to me. I peek up through the leaves and watch as he passes me without noticing. I jump to the next one and get stuck in some branches, I can't get down to the ground!

08.00: Sex
Monica has just tried having sex with two other girls. She really isn't into that so that's kinda weird. She tells me about it and we decide to have sex. We do it for a very long time in different positions. Although I'm drunk, so I never seem to be getting close to getting off! We end up in the shower. I take some shampoo from a bottle, I think I hear someone whining about it being theirs. I'm still rock hard, but there's barely any satisfaction. Stupid alcohol!

08.00: Fragment
*I'm standing next to a lake, looking for Monica. "Where are you?" I ask out loud and don't expect to get an answer. "Over here!" she yells at me. She's across the lake in a plastic boat. "The boat worked perfectly".

09.30: Helicopter slaughter
I'm walking with a group of people on a dirtroad in the woods. There's sheep fence on the sides and I've got a bad feeling. I'm sure a bear or something similar will rush out of the woods any minute. I look around anxiously while walking. "It's just up ahead" one of the guys say. I can hear a helicopter nearby and I look up. A helicopter appears and starts to descend. We all run towards the open field it's heading for. "How many people can you take?" I ask the pilot. I don't recall what he said, but three of us gets in. The helicopter takes off and all of a sudden, one guy pulls out a gun and shoots the pilot in the head.

The co-pilot who had control of the pedals, freaks out. "What the fuck?!". "Relax, or you'll die too" the guy with the gun tells him and sits down in the main seat. A guy in the back apparently has control of the pedals aswell. He starts messing with them, making the entire helicopter sway and almost crash into the trees. "Cut that out!" I yell at him. "You'll kill us all, just do what he says". With a hijacked helicopter, there's not much that can stop you. The guy flying the thing knows this and flies into town.

I recognise the buildings below, they're the ones my company just finished constructing. He fires away with the helicopter's minigun and wow what destruction. People try to run away but gets gunned down in seconds. The newly constructed buildings gets blasted and the lights go out. I spot a black car with a white escort surrounding it. "There, take that out instead!" I say and the guy takes the bait. The car continues down the road and is going super fast. It gets blasted by the helicopter but doesn't seem to take much damage. It backs up under a suspended road.



We dive to the ground and enter under the road aswell. The car gets annihilated, but a small girl trying to run away aswell. She gets cut in half by the spinning blades. Everything slows down and my vision zoom's in on the girl. Just like in a movie, the scene replays and the entire screen gets red just at the moment of the cut.

The dream skips. I receive an msn message from my friend G. "Help, I'm dying". I realise the building the helicopter shot at, is where G lives. His status on msn says "Away" I try to call him and I hear the "busy" tone. He must be alright then. I decide to just wait for him to call me. I grab my little mp3 player and start to play on it meanwhile. I'm playing pokemon, and I'm at work. They ask me all kinds of questions about it. "How much does it cost?". "A year ago, around 200 kronor" I tell them. I start catching strange pokemons which makes me wonder for a second, but I realise it's because I've just completed the game and new ones can be caught.

11.00: Dogs
I'm playing pokemon. I enter a house and there's a policeman there. "You have to go around and enter from the window". Uhm ok. I exit the building and walk up to the wall. Everything turns into 2d from the side. I start sneaking. I can hear the wooden boards creak under my feet. Two dogs peak their ears. I equip my ninja mask and the creaking stops. I walk some line going up the wall, and the back again, always ascending. I slide the last bit and jump into the window.

It's now first person. I meet up with a guy with grey in his beard. Apparently he's some dog legend. We enter a room. I'm a dog myself now. My dad holds a small barking dog in a leash. "They will destroy the home of pitbulls, larger dogs are going to be forbidden" he tells me. I figure I could squash that little dog with my hands, no paws... "You three weigh as much as all dogs combined lying dead outside, eighteen kg". I calculate for a second. "So, we weigh six kg each? That doesn't seem like much". "What?". We all get out of the house.

A pregnant dog comes walking. It's the most worn out dog I've ever seen. It's pregnant to bursting, looks like it's starving and is pale. Looks almost like a zombie. It collapses on the ground. I figure it's time for it to give birth. My mom's dog, Igor is next to me. "You better stay away from me by this time tomorrow. I'll be very protective by then" he tells me. I pat him on the head. The pregnant dog seems to be giving birth. We walk around it to see. It's only pooping. We have to help it to remove all the poop, and there's alot of it. I use some paper to grab the stinking shit.

11.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 10 hours

Supplements: Some alcohol

That's it! Told you it was weird.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Just a fragment of a dream. I found a video camera in my house that I thought must've belonged to the people who lived here before us. On the camera there were videos of S, a former manager of mine. He was just goofing around with the camera and I was laughing at it. T was sort of mad at me for laughing at it, not mad, but he just didn't think it was funny. (In WL we don't particularly like S.) S was like rolling around on the floor laughing and playing with his son and I remember thinking it was adorable.

Dreamt Kara and I were flirting in bed about random things. I had a weird mini dream where everyone took LSD and created a giant version of me. They found out it wasn't LSD but a research chemical. I was their sleeping giant and they were attacking my stomach. It was hurting my stomach and I kept telling kara about it. Kara was complaining about her nose cold. There were tons of people doing weird things to my stomach. There was a little cut-scene of a tree that would snore and keep up all the strawberry. One day the strawberry's cut the tree in half. She then walked around screaming look at meeeee LOOK AT MEEEE!!!! to all the other strawberry's. Kara was the tree. Then I woke up and started writing down in my dream. Kara was up making a sandwich for me. She didn't want any and made me eat it. It tasted good. Cream cheese with salami and cucumber. Leo msged me saying weird things I couldn't understand. Kara was sad that he was here because she wanted to spend that night with me. I told her he wasn't coming, he was just drunk. The last thing he said was karrooolll. All this took place in the bedroom. 4:34

Went to London to help Leo move here. When I get there he's with his little brother. I pick the brother up and play with him. There's a toy in his way and I have him hit the ball away. Leo says not to do that because its bad for his limbs. I say that's stupid and we get in a little argument. we look online for a while and see that that's not true but it can promote violence. Leo needs a place to stay so we go meet at the local Starbucks to discuss. I'm driving and there's traffic. I hit another car. I've had this dream before. I wait because I know the guy I hit is waiting for me in the closet and is going to be beating an honest man up. He's in the military. I sneak behind him and bash his head in several times. The man thanks me. I remember to try and get my spare house key from Lindsey so I can get inside my place. I walk in and bash the guys head a bit more for fun. I get blood on my hands and laugh. I wash my hands and leave the closet. Next thing im on a random boat couch on the cartoony water. I eat a giant cartoon fish with a girl sitting next to me. I can tell she likes me. I like her as a friend. Were eating fish and having a good time watching tv. Very artsy looking water. 6:15

Wilded into an office room. Stabilized the room. the office was all white and shiny. I opened the door and went into the other room. I felt around to get the feeling and greatly stabilize the dream. It was super vivid. I tried to create a portal and failed. I list some vision. I restabalized and look at a door a bit farther away. I imagined that to be a door to nagrand. I walked through it and it was another office. I thought to myself that I needed out of this office. I decided to try and fall backwards. I fell backwards and ended up in my room. I tried to stabilize but it wouldn't work. I imagined walking in the office again. I could feel the walls but couldn't get back in. 8:15 (for this WILD I had trouble sleeping. I was up for an hour or two before I could get back to bed. My girlfriend had a lucid and was telling me about it. I finally almost fell asleep. I recognized that I was about to sleep and just felt my way in there. Several times things would turn black so I felt around. Near the end I had a lot of weird things happen. I saw my room. I tried to feel my bed and feel the office. Several times I could feel it, but couldn't do more. I think its because I was too awake. No more falling backwards hoping to be somewhere else. Another possibility was that I was in a false awakening and just didn't realize it)

Wilded into my room. My girlfriend wilded in with me. She wanted to leave the room, but I told her to stay and try to keep the dream stable. She wasn't happy, but obeyed. I quickly went downstairs. Left my house and looked around. A nice summer day. Girlfriend sat on my legs. I woke. 8:55

Framed from murder. Brought to a cage and beat up. The main guy tried to hit me and threw myself back into him and punched him hard. Back at my place he sent troops to raid there and pin it on me. The hold a press conference and im there being told what I have done. Its all just one giant scam. I can see I hurt the main guy bad because hes bleeding from his stomach. I tell him that I will video tape the fear in his eyes when he sees all of this fail. I turn into a hot woman so I can seduce the other women. I'm about to seduce his woman but she's not into other women. Instead I seduce another one of his security to take the key and plan my revenge. I wake up 9:15
I fall back asleep
I somehow get out of the cage. The dream is a bit fuzzy because I had another dream after. I bust out of the door and mill my way out. I go into a main room and somehow there's an insane man who is all half eaten and enraged out of his mind. Clearly he's been tortured. I have to kill him. It sucks I don't remember much. I just remember getting my sweet revenge.

I'm at my old apartment. New people are living there. I'm still living there but kind of preparing to move out. I start cleaning the place up. Kara is at work. There a neat pile of woman's clothes stacked against the wall. Somehow I know these belong to some hot girls and they are coming back soon. I get excited and help clean the place. I get some things from everyone's room. I find some bloody clothing and see that it was my puppy that half ate that man from the earlier dream. I'm a little disgusted. I see someone who used to live there's stuff and throw it away. I say to the people that its annoying when people leave their stuff in apartments. They all disagree with me.

Blue= Non-Lucid
Red= Lucid
Orange= TOTM
Green= Real life side note

So i'm not really sure where this dream started out and its going to be fragmented.


So i'm not sure if this part was before the next but i remember texting one of my old friends from elementary school and then i told her that her boyfriend looked like Shane Dawson and then i remembered that her boyfriend was different.








So then i remember being at my local hill where you can downhill mountain bike.(beacon hill) Anyways i don't think i was racing or anything but there was an event i think. Anyways there was this ladder at the bottom of the hill.
So to those of you who aren't into downhill mountain biking a ladder is like a wood thing you ride on and usually ends in a drop or a ramp. So i hit the ladder about 2 times successfully but then when i tried to hit it again but i fell off. So when i hit it again with speed i did it right.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Let's get to it.

23.30: Sleep

11.00: Fragments
*I'm at my uncle's place. It's his birthday and I feel very lonely for some reason. I sit down in the bathroom and sulk. I spot a small plastic bag with a few white rocks in it. It looks like some decorative massage trash. I take out one of the stones and put it in my mouth. Mmm, mint.

*I'm fishing with Monica. There's no activity at all for a long time. Suddenly I can see my bobber going away. I try to pull it up and there's a huge fish on the hook. It speeds off, snapping my fishing line. "Damn, that was huge!" I say and open my fishing bag. I've got some super strong line in there I intend to use. Some guy shows up as I'm putting the line in place.

*I'm in school once again. My polish coworker Valdis is there with me. He looks a bit tense. I attend some class and we're at page 109. After class some guy is being a douche. I'm with two of my friends and Valdis and we confront him in a corner. Valdis attacks him and kicks his ass. I drag him away from there before he can do too much damage. Valdis puts up his hand and shows me his finger. "It's broken, see?" he tells me and wiggles it. It's bent upwards and blue. Each time he wiggles it, it makes a snapping sound.

11.00: Driving and tools
My dad tells me over the phone that I have to clean up a truck. It belongs to a guy I used to work with, and he told my dad to clean it, and my dad told me. "Run it in the carwash, car cleaning" he tells me. I'm down at the local Statoil and enter the carwash. It's showered in water and apparently that's it. I head for the drive through and tell the girl in the cashier I want to pay. "That will be 499 kronor for the car wash" she tells me. Damn that's alot of money for a car wash. Wait a second... Didn't my dad say something else? Car wash... Oh well. I hand her the cash and check the side of the truck, it's already dirty. I run my finger over the dirt but nothing comes off.

I get in, Monica's in the passenger seat and we take off. I'm in a hurry and have only time to put on my seatbelt over one arm. A roundabout comes up and I step on the brakes. The roads are covered in snow though, so we just slide. I can see a motorcycle coming from the left but I slide all the way out into the roundabout. I decide to speed up instead and take the first right. I put my hand up to the biker who had to slow down, and he puts his white gloved hand up. Oh shit, white gloves and white helmet, he's a cop!

The police turns on the sirens and waves for me to follow him. Fuck! I stop behind him at the bus stop up ahead. I pull the handbrake but the truck still wants to slide backwards. I step on the brakes aswell and open my window. "Registration and driving license" he tells me. "I've only got my driving license, but this isn't my truck, it's a friend of my dad's" I know the story sounds like a big fat lie and I can feel I'm in trouble. The truck won't stop sliding though. "Let me park up ahead". The police accepts and we go to turn up ahead.

I can't seem to get the damn truck to stop sliding, and I hear the police whining alot about it. Suddenly I'm standning nearby, without the truck. The dream must have skipped. Oh shit, I can't leave my truck like that, people will steal all the tools. I start running back and halfway there I spot a guy with a drilling tool in his hands. God damnit! Up ahead people are opening up the truck and one guy is on the phone. "Yeah, just get down here, it's free to just grab" I can hear him say. I try to kick him but he jumps away. "Okay, okay relax!" he tells me and hangs up the phone.

"Everyone, this is my shit, get the fuck out of here!" I yell and try to kick people. Even though I land a few kicks, it's like I'm doing it in slow motion. One guy tries to calm me down by telling me I'm right, and that they made some mistakes.

The dream skips. I haven't reached the truck yet. I run towards it and there's just a single guy looting it now. It's an old coworker of mine. Chrille. We argue for a very long time. I school him in right and wrong, why he reacts like he does and everything. Stubborn old man refuses to listen to reason. "You know why? Because if you did, you would have to admit that doing your way for your entire life has been wrong, by doing so, you've lived the "wrong way", making all those years useless" I whisper in his ear, screaming doesn't seem to do anything anymore.

"I just need to do a job with the drill" he tells me. I look behind us, there's a hole in the ground. "How deep does it have to go?" I ask. "About one meter" he tells me. I agree to let him do the job and we enter a small door leading into the mountain next to us. Two people greet us in the cave and we get to work. We can't do much before we have to stop though. Apparently there are appartments above us and if we make too much noise, the owner will go crazy. As we're standing there, barely breathing, I hear footsteps. A woman appears and she starts yelling at us. We get out of the cave and head for the mini van's up ahead.

One coworker, Christian, can't seeem to get his shirt on. We run away from him and jump into the already packed van. We slam the door in his face and head off. My sisters are in the car, along with my friend G who's driving and my brother and his girlfriend. My sister Malin is to my right and my brother's girlfriend on my left. I can't fit between them, and I struggle to squeeze down. G is driving like a madman. "Slow down for fucks sake!" I tell him. "I haven't even buckled up yet". It's still very slippery out and I can feel the car sliding. We ride for a few minutes before my brother's girlfriend starts talking. "We're not going home".

G turns the car around and go the other way. I still can't slide down into my seat. "I don't feel so good" Malin tells me. I can tell she's about to puke. "Do it out the window!" I tell her. She starts gagging, a second later she's vomiting all over the side of the car. She keeps at it for atleast a minute, it's unbelieveable how much she can vomit. Some of it sprays in the faces of the people in the back, and I close the window a bit more. I hand her some paper. "Do you think it's illegal to throw it out just like that?" she asks me. I look behind us, several cars are there. "Yeah, just put it in the bag" I tell her and my other sister holds up a back.

People stuff the bag full of paper they have hidden. I check the signs for directions. E2. "Where are we going?" I ask G. We've arrived in a tunnel and I don't recognise the signs. One road leads up, out of the tunnel and we get on it. "It's the new way" he tells me. "We will arrive at mount Everest" he tells me. I understand, mount Everest is the small hill in our home town. We're now driving on a road going on the same level as most roofs in Stockholm. I check around and the buildings looks incredible. I spot some very nice looking appartments with huge windows. I remember being in one of those recently. "That's where Birgitt lives" I say and point.

11.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 11 hours

Supplements: 200 ml applejuice

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Non-Lucid, Lucid


The dream I had last night (or dreams, as it might've been two seperate dreams but I'm not sure) was really vague and I think I became lucid. But since I don't remember the entire dream(s) I'll list the fragments I do remember.

The first thing I could recall clearly was standing in a hallway in what I thought to be an underwater palace or something like that. I and some other boys I recognized (among who were my oldest little brother and Tom and Thom from my class) were standing between the pillars on the sides of a path that led through the hallway to the exit. There were two torches between each pair of pillars, one to each boy's right and one to the left.

Then everybody looked to the left (the exit was on our right) where a group of tall, black men came walking along. They looked like aboriginal warriors complete with body paint and everything. I stood up as straight as possible to pay the warriors respect; it was obvious they were preparing for battle. One of them stepped out of the line and walked towards me. Without hesitating, as if I already knew what he wanted I grabbed one of the spears that were standing against the nearest pillar and handed it to him. He smiled at me for a second and then got back in line. Similar things were happening all over the place; the other boys were handing the warriors spears and shields.

When every warrior had been armed they walked towards the exit and jumped through it. On the other end of the exit was water, but it didn't flow inside. As soon as all of the warriors had gone outside all of the boys hurried away. While I was running away I suddenly became lucid and remembered to do the nose-pinch RC and to stabilize the dream by looking at my hands. As soon as I finished I noticed pale-blue creatures brandishing katana's of some kind coming through the exit. I started running away but then I realised that wouldn't help me so I turned back around, charging at the group of fish-warriors, wishing their swords to be made of plastic. This worked and the swords became large, cheap toy swords made out of black plastic. They continued charging nonetheless and poked me with the swords at which point I blacked out.

The next thing I remember was standing in my backyard with my two oldest little brothers. I don't know if I was lucid at that point but I could fly. It was really hard, I had to levitate myself horizontally at half a metre above the ground before I could take off and even then I could only fly several metres. It was enough to be able to fly on top of the roof of the shed though. I did this several more times and then the dream became too blurry for me to remember more.

Even though the dream was really blurry I succesfully did a RC and dream stabilizing! I'm confident my next lucid dream will be even clearer!
Also, this dream didn't confirm my mom being a dream sign yet, as she didn't appear in this dream. My little brothers did though, so maybe if I take the DC broader as 'family' instead of 'mom' it'll prove to be a good one.