dream fragment

Thursday, March 24, 2011

My buddy Mike and I enter a bar that I recognize as “Mac’s Two Lounge” in Billerica, MA, a seedy 18-plus strip club. The place looks nothing on the inside like it does in real life. In the dream, it is a narrow, short room, with a small stage (about the size of a restaurant booth table) connected to the wall by a door and has a pole in the middle. The “stage” is surrounded by a red faux leather booth, in which is seated all manner of seedy and unsavory individuals; ash trays are strewn about the booth and there is no dancer on stage.

At the other end of the room is a small bar with four stools in front of it bolted to the floor. A few patrons occupy these stools. The room is filled with cigarette smoke and I remember thinking that it was strange that smoking would be allowed in such an establishment, as Massachusetts has banned smoking in bars and restaurants. I am also concerned that my wife will smell the smoke on my clothes and know that I was at a strip club.

There is nowhere for my friend and I to sit, so we just stand around waiting for something to open up. I tell Mike that this is a weak scene and that we should leave because there are no girls dancing and there is nowhere to sit. As I say the last part, two people who were sitting in the booth at the other end of the room disappear (which triggers no lucidity in me whatsoever) and Mike and I take their seats immediately.

The only thing I remember next is waking up and performing my RC.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

I am in a parking garage. The garage is filled with numerous cars parked between white pillars, just as one would find in any such garage. The ceiling of this garage is incredibly low, to the point where I must duck to move about, as such it is just above the roofs of the parked cars. At one point, the ceiling become so low that I must crawl to move about, bringing on feelings of claustrophobia; there are no cars in this part of the garage.

I find my car in an area of the garage where the ceiling is of a normal height. I get in the driver’s side and am speaking to my best friend Mike, who is sitting in the passenger’s seat. I do not know if he accompanied me to my car or was already there when I got in. As we speak, I see a kid that we went to high school with walk by the car and out the door to the exit stairs, he accompanied by several people that I cannot make out from my vantage point. I turn to Mike, “hey, that was Ted from school.” Mike readily agrees that it was and we exit the car, heading for the exit door.

Upon moving through the doorway, we are in a run-down hallway with white cement walls. Up ahead the hallway narrows considerably and there is sunlight in that direction. As we move forward, Ted and his entourage approach from the direction of the sunlight. They squeeze past us without acknowledging us, nor us them. I remember thinking that Ted’s sister was hot back in the day.

Now I am at the scene of a car accident in which I am not involved. I am standing by off to the side chatting with a police officer while the two drivers involved argue and try to exchange insurance information.

Next thing I remember is waking up and performing an RC.

I listened to Really's Ultimate Lucid Dream mp3 last night and I really enjoyed it. That person has some talent, because it sounded like something I wanted to get high and cruise to. (lol) Anyway, I tried to just listen and relax, but I did end up falling asleep towards the end I think. And I guess that kind of says something about how tired I was or how good it was because it was only like a 13 minute song. I had also watched the subliminal video before I listened to the mp3.

I don't remember becoming lucid, but I don't remember most of the dream. The things that really stick out is I had a daughter also who was actually older than my son by a few months it seemed, but that's impossible. My son had reached over and they hugged eachother and it was really cute. I was trying to find a place to sleep in our house while my fiance told me he'd watch the little ones. I remember grabbing my son's infant seat hoping it would be comfortable to sleep in, lol.

Next thing I remember is being at my sister's mother-in-law's house. I was trying to find something. I had parked my car on the street and recognized a few girls across the street but I have no idea who they are now awake. I remember trying to be nice to them but they seemed a little hostile. I think they were hostile because of some part I can't remember in the dream. I do think I flipped one of them off who I do remember in real life, but I'm really not sure if she was over there. It's complicated.

Anyway, I went to walmart cause I had to pick up some things to build something. For some crazy reason, there was this dog with me who really liked bubbles. I had accidently taken his leash off in the store and he started to run towards the bubble section. I started to run after him and catch him but thought it would be wiser to run to the bubbles and meet him there before he gets there. Which worked. I got there and I held a bottle of soap in my hand and he got there and immediately sat down, waiting. I squeezed the bottle a bit and little tiny bubbles came out of the top and he enjoyed it. I put his leash back on and went back to buying supplies.

I returned to the house and met my brother-in-law there. His dad was lecturing him about fixing something or recreating some cd. I told my bro that I'd help him out with the project and let's go to walmart. He complained that we didn't have a computer but I did have on in my car. On our way out to my car those girls were getting in their car getting ready to go on a trip. The blonde before she got in the driver's side mentioned something about me being a cunt. I calmly walked over to the door and said, "hey" she tried to ignore me but I got into her face and explained very plainly that if she wanted to call me a cunt then to look in my eyes and call me it, but not with her head turned. Then I went on to say that I suggested she shouldn't be such a bitch. Her friends laughed and she rolled her eyes and as she started to roll up her window (which went very slowly like it was broken) I told her and her friends to have a good time wherever they were going and then pointed at her again and said, don't be such a bitch again. lol

What's funny about this whole dream is it was another one of those that I felt I was consciously controlling but not aware that it was a dream. Glad I could remember even just this bit. My recall's been dry the past few days. Honestly, I think it's too much THC. I might try to not smoke for a week and see how it affected my recall.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Nothing special last night.

22.00: Sleep

05.10: Wrong bus
I'm walking down a road in the middle of nowhere. A lake shows up and the ice has begun to melt. I can see large grey things in the water and I soon realise it's crocodiles. One is huge and suddenly a narrator voice appears. "They've been frozen during the winter, but will come to life during spring".

I continue on down the road and sit down at a bus stop. A truck shows up and they tell me I can ride with them. I guess it's okay to go to the next bus stop, so I get in. The guy driving don't seem to know where I'm going and I soon miss my stop. I think about jumping out and rolling but I decide not to. We arrive at a huge mansion overlooking a valley. An old man greets me. "I was going to *my home town*" I say and he looks surprised. "Oh, but then I could have gone there aswell! I intend to get my car fixed and cleaned there". Suddenly people start running around and my phone rings. It's my sister. I pick up and tell her she has to get home, dad's been looking for her for days.

A video conversation starts. "I won't come home!" she tells me, clearly very drunk. I spot an IV drip attached to her arm, alcohol going directly into her bloodstream. She hangs up and I walk out the balcony to see what all the commotion is about. My sister shows up in a car and they ram the building's garage. I am about to run down when my uncle shows up. He starts talking complete nonsense and I have no clue what's going on.

05.10: Fragment
*People on DV comment on my dream. "You did some mistakes when writing it down, but nice dream!" one guy says.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! Will get lucid tomorrow morning. Därmed basta!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Lucid = Orange

So, after my success at remembering a dream I nearly almost completely forgot (and bits from the dream before, but not enough to be able to write it down) I decided to try my luck with another WILD. In terms of time from the point of waking up to deciding to throw in the towel, that lasted 2 hours.
HOWEVER, this wasn't a complete failure! I had reached a VERY different state of consciousness, and I feel as if I entered a deeper state of SP than usual, so CLEARLY I'm getting somewhere! This knowledge armed me with absolute positivity, and I'm certain it was the key to my success this morning.

After lying awake for ages trying to get back to sleep, I suddenly found myself in a dream completely lucid and aware of the fact I was dreaming. My recollection of my lucid experiences are kinda vague, and I'm not sure which one came 1st and 2nd, but I shall record what I can:

(NOTE: I haven't had a lucid dream for a week and a half, and have only had 3 since my interest arose.)

I'm talking to some guy. He asks me a question but I can barely talk so I just shake my head. He doesn't approve of my answer so he hits me. I then think to myself ''Hey, what was that for?! Oh, wait... I've heard about this kinda thing before. Better get myself outta this place quick before he takes away my lucidity!'' So I jumped with the intentions of flying away, and found myself ascending, so I flapped my wings a bit and thought ''UP!'' and hey, I found myself high in the sky. ''WOO!!'' I thought to myself, and started randomly flying away, noting the fact I was EXTREMELY high and that I'm scared of heights. It scared me a little, but I knew I was dreaming so I was in control. After a while it was too much for me though, so I slowed myself down and tried to land. I started 'falling' to the ground quite fast though, so I was a little worried of what would happen. Surprisingly, I landed 'oh so softly'. I then started walking around and eventually lost lucidity.

Upon waking up, I knew I could go straight back into another dream, and I did so pretty much effortlessly:

I was now in a people-carrier with my friend Louie, some other guy I knew, and random people. Upon seeing Louie I was like ''DUDE!! I haven't seen you in ages man! How's it going? How's the weed?'' He said he was good and that he had stopped. I was like ''Good man! Same here, actually.'' Then the 'other guy' asked me how my education (college) was going. I told him ''It was going really well, until we got a week off 'cause of half term, and I then became lazy and did nothing. Since then, I haven't really been able to pick it back up.''
I can't remember what happened next (if anything at all), but the dream then went to black. HOWEVER, I was adamant that I WOULDN'T let another lucid success go this early. I could see the slightest smidge of HI (I was awake at this point, I think, but I was totally unconscious of my body) held on to that slight image, and brought myself back into another dream.

I found myself in a random house, lying next to somebody's bed on the floor. There was a man in it with glasses but I can't remember if I talked to him or not. I then thought to myself ''Hmm. What about a bit of lucid sex? I'll turn a corner and hopefully see Laura (this hawt as girl in the year above me at school) standing there if I believe it enough.
Anyway, I got up, went out of the room and into a hallway. It was night time. There was some kid walking up and down the hallway holding a smaller child in his arms, and loads of doors either side of me. I thought to myself ''This house is huge. It must be some sort of foster care home like in Tracy Beaker or w/e'' I then decided to explore this place a bit and turned a corner. More doors. So, I went through a door expecting to see Laura. There was a small girl (aged 8-10 maybe) sitting on her bed watching TV. I thought ''No man. Just no.'' and went out the room, back down the hallway and saw that same kid again holding the smaller kid in his arms (he looked sad. I wondered what had happened to both of them), turned a corner and hoped for the best. No luck. So I ventured more around this strange place hoping to see her around every corner. Still nothing. Then I woke up.

Now, I know more than this happened because I remember more people and more places, however, I really can't remember it well. In any case, I'm VERY proud of myself for doubling my lucid count in one morning!

Fragment involving me and Matt S. in the office kitchen, talking about Wizard 101 and something that cost 5 energy to cast. I have a memory of a sharp crackling sound associated with this... there's an empty pack of batteries next to my alarm clock, I must have hit that when I was reaching for the snooze button.

Crappy night for recall.

Couldn't sleep well last night and I only remembered dream fragments. I remember watching a group of people run to some spaceship that was leaving the planet, but they were being attacked by other people. Then I remember them finding some futuristic hovercrafts and desperately trying to escape.

Then the dream scene changed and I found myself walking to the gates to a city. I remember seeing a giant red vortex at the city center and a hologram of some random women. Everything gets real iffy after that. Something about getting enough troops to hold their position...

The last dream took place in a school of some sort. The buildings looked very like giant stone slabs that were carved from the inside out. There was a flood I think in one of the basements and we all had to leave.

Hopefully I'll sleep good tonight. Being sick probably didn't help either, but at least I'm better now!

Key: Non Lucid ------------ Lucid

Dream 1:
I was at a swamp, and I was drove there by someone in a Jeep. There were some kids sinking into puddles of mud and water, and there was also an obstacle course above a muddy pond. I tried to go through it but in the beginning you jumped up into a box and you were supposed to go through a hole that my head probably wouldn't even fit through! So I never got through the course.
Dream 2:
I was at my friends house and he had to leave to do something. I was left alone in the house and it just like all became dark so I was walking around with a flashlight and I tried to turn on the lights but they didn't work. I was standing by the window waiting for my friend to come back, and when he did someone else was in the van. He came out and didn't see me, I think he thought it was someone else, but he was aying something like," Dude seriously? Seriously?" Then he saw me and was like," Oh, sorry," and just walked away.
Dream 3:
I was at school in the back of my classroom working on something talking to my friend. He brought something in and the stuff he had came out of some huge boxes and the boxes he just put on the side of the room. (The boxes were HUGE! They were probobaly like 2 or 3 times as big as a large refrigirator box.) Then I was out in the hallway and over the intercom something said, "Last chance for something!" That was the end, at least I think it was...

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I realised that if I play videogames for more than about an hour, I have a hard time dreaming.

I have one dream from last night: Two of my friends were about to get into a fight because they disagreed on the pricing of a rock one of them found.

1. I am working at some crappy dingy bar. For some reason, it is owned by Donald Trump.

2. I am on the skytrain, and I pass by a big empty wall, not attached to a building. I decide that I am going to borrow my friend's rock climbing equipment so that I can repel down the side of it and paint something on it.

DJ Log: March 24, 2011 – 4:45AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

...and out of the midst of a dry spell, this strange one comes along...

I am watching a show on TV about people racing parts of cars down a track. Some of them are rolling tires down the track and some are attaching bottle rockets to various car parts to propel them down the track. One guy is sitting on the rear axle of a truck and is pushing himself down the track with a pair of ski poles.

I had a dream last night but forgot most of the details. It's 10 pm. I should have written it down when I woke up.

My law teacher was a movie critic, and we watched a movie starring Natalie Portman, but I thought it was Kristen Stewart. That's all I remember.

I'm with a couple of friends; we're making our way through a protracted commute via public transit to a train station/airport. As we get closer to our destination our surroundings gradually get flashier, with neon lights that give the area something of a futuristic look. We climb up the stairs to the boarding platform. I'm dimly aware that my friends are both carrying bags--and at that moment it hits me; I have nothing with me except my coat (which I'm wearing). Oh, damn, I forgot my bag. Again. (I have a sense that this is not unusual for me.)

I turn to my friends and realize one of them is Brian from high school; I recognize the other person but can't put a name to the face. "Guys, I just realized I forgot my bag," I say with an apologetic grimace. They sigh. We're going to have to go back to get it... well, no, why should they have to go back? "Go ahead without me," I say. "I'll meet you at J___ ______." (quick image of a map with place name overlaid and a blue "person" icon where our destination is) Brian starts to protest, but it's clearly just a courtesy, because when I repeat myself he immediately switches to a nod of assent. They leave. I don't know how I'll meet up with them since I won't be able to take the same means of transportation, but I guess I'll figure something out.

I slowly retrace my route. I dislike the fact that I'm going backward, out of the clean neon surroundings and gradually getting cheaper, more rural. It feels wrong, like I wasn't meant to travel in this direction. The details are fuzzy, but I end up at a mostly deserted train station which runs in both inbound and outbound directions. I start to think of how I can take the train and make a loop back to where I just was, nearly forgetting that I still have to go home and get my stuff first.

+fragments:
- possibly related to above dream, I am again at a train station but am a different person: a late-teens/early-20s African American girl. My dad is with me, except he's in some kind of small protective bubble and is dying. His last gift to me is a train ticket to my destination, meaning I don't have to pay for my fare. This is extremely touching (not because of what the gift is, but because I can feel his love for me so strongly) and I start to cry.
- something about a fight with Justin Bieber? (damn, I wish I remembered this one :p)
- other stuff I would have remembered had I not waited 12 hours to write this entry

1. I'm a wolf, and my friends are a hawk, a snake, a mouse, and a bulldog. My friends get captured, stuffed, and put in display cases, and I somehow manage to rescue and revive them. There are further adventures, but I don't remember them.

2. I'm at a toy store that only opens when a certain road is clear. There are all sorts of realistic stuffed animals, massive amounts of My Little Pony figures, and wind-up Tachikoma. I take too long deciding what I want to buy and get kicked out right when I was about to pay.

3. I have a non-speaking role in a really weird play where the other actors are the Marx Brothers and the Martian Manhunter. I somehow end up winning a second-place medal for my acting.

4. Some girl gives me a big tin of Valentine's Day candy - caramel-filled chocolate hearts wrapped in red foil. But whenever I talk to her, thinking we're friends, she doesn't want anything to do with me.

5. Various last-day-of-school goings-on.