dream fragment

Im at this quiz show which is outside. I've made it far. Im eating watermelons and olives and theres this brunette and gorilla. Somehow they ruin my performance.

Im watching some youtube video wheres this halfnaked lady, and im thinking "Ive done that too"

My brother asks me did I read his textmessages. I answer no.

I am in a three storey house made in the Victorian architexture style. The outer facade is large grey stones and the interior is all wood. I do not recognize the house from anything I have seen in waking life but I know that I am in modern times because the furniture and appliances are modern and there are two cars parked outside in front of the house.

It is dark outside and I go outside to look at the cars. One is my family's old 1986 Volkwagen Westfalia and the other is my dad's previous car, a dark blue minivan. I don't know where I am but it seems to be a rural town or something. I have a horrible feeling when I go outside and feel like there are many "dark things" watching me. I run back into the house where it is warn and lighted and where I feel safe.

Back in the house I find a young man sitting in the living room in front of the fire. I recognize him as one of my dream characters who shows up rarely but I know him by his black hair and green eyes. We exchange a few words but I cannot remember what we talked about now. I went upstairs to the second floor for some reason, feeling compelled by some invisible force.

I cannot remember any more of this dream.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

Good morning! Finally a morning I can wake up with a smile on my face. Had halfassed intentions of becoming lucid last night, I really wanted to but my confidence levels were kinda low. An hour before bed I started believing in it more, and after a short WBTB this morning, I got lucid. Had quite a few other interesting dreams, so here goes.

21.15: Sleep

06.15: Kickass
I'm with a few people and one of them, a Spanish-looking dude is really annoying the shit out of me. I can't take it anymore and we start to fight. I walk in on him and give him an elbow to the face, I don't get it right and I headbutt him in panic. He staggers away with blood on his face. "That's a good one" he tells me and we start to fight with our fists. As usual in dreams, my punches are weak and barely do any damage. The more I hit him though, the more effect they seem to have and soon I'm pummeling away. I grab his head and smash it against a desk, and right after that I knee him in the face. He falls down and I sit ontop of him and hit him for a long time. The ambulance arrives and they put him on the stretcher. He's bloody but conscious. I take his hand and tell him it was a good fight. He gives me a bloody smile and says: "Yes, yes it was."

06.15: WBTB 15 minutes

07.30: Fragment
*I'm talking aboud lucid dreaming to a few people.

07.30: Zombies are coming MILD
I'm in a tiny room with four other people. "You have to escape" a man tells me and walks out with two girls. They close the door and I'm left in the tiny room with a girl. I look around and spot a window high up on the wall. It's just a ventilation window but I realise it's my only way out. I punch at the window frame and break the glass. After some tearing and punching, it's all gone and I'm left with a body sized hole I can crawl out of. I am halfway through when I remember the harddrive. I pull it from the wall and pocket it. "What about me?!" the girl asks me. "You have to sacrifice yourself for humanity" I tell her and drop out the window. I land rougly and drop the harddrive.

I pick it up and pocket it again. I suddenly realise that I forgot alot of other stuff. I look back up at the window a few meters up. The girl leans out and is holding a gun. "Want this?" she asks me with a smile. I dread she won't give it to me but she drops it. Next comes an ammo clip, my working helmet and my wallet. "Want your hat aswell?" The orange hat, I can't leave that! She lets it go and I grab all my stuff and start to run. I can hear dogs barking in the woods behind the building I just left. "Damn, the zombies must be really close" I think as I run and try to put on my helmet. I look to the side as I'm running on the road in the middle of a neighbourhood. I fear I will see shadows running behind the houses. I can almost see one, but not clearly.

Suddenly I become lucid. I forget all about the zombies and just look infront of me. The dream seems to be very stable and clear. I focus on my senses and I can feel each step I take, hear the sound of my boots and I even taste the neutral taste in my mouth. I smack a bit with my tongue for fun. My vision is better than it has been for a long time, and it seems to be around sunrise. The sky is blue and a comforting glow is coming from somewhere. The town seems to be empty though and I decide to fly some. I run and jump two times before I remember that trying to fly while running is hard. I stop and jump two times before I start floating upwards.

I fly towards a parkinglot and land on the other side of it. I look back and once again, the view is amazing. I'm not sure I have had such a stable lucid before. Everything is just like real life. I look at my hands and rub them together. I want to play around with telekinesis so I try to find something suitable. I spot a taxi backing up slowly and I reach out with my hand. I lift it up slowly and the rear of the car gets pulled up as if by some invisible chain. I start to float upwards myself in synch with the car. I let it hang a few meters up. "Screeeeeech" I turn around and forget all about the car. Behind me, two cars have almost collided. There are tire tracks on the road infront of them for some reason. There's a family of muslim girls in one of them and they look very frightened.

They quickly recover though and drive off. The second car, filled with old ladies go after them. Suddenly Monica appears out of nowhere. "Hey babe, you know we're dreaming right?" I ask her to see what she would say. "Are we? Really?!" she asks me and smiles. "Yeah! What do you want to do?" I say. I can't come up with anything. "Wanna have sex?" she asks me. "Sure", I pick her up. I position her against the railing of the parkinglot. I take a look at the whole place and it's still very stable and vivid. "Gotta focus and not get too excited" I tell myself and remember some of the sex tutorial. I start to help her undress as I'm holding her in my arms. We laugh. I soon get to her panties and I pull them to the side instead of removing them. With a last look around I go down on her and my focus of the world is lost. The darker parts of her loins claims me and all I'm left is my touch as I close my eyes. She seems to enjoy it for a few seconds. I can feel the dream slip.

I wake up and get on the computer. DV is down and so I try to open a word document to write the dreams down in. I can't do it for some reason and I try for a long time, it's very frustrating.

08.15: Fox
I'm with my dad and we're on a horse. I'm sitting at the back and we're walking on a path with a forest on our right. I start worrying about wolves and suddenly one comes rushing out. Only it's alot smaller and orange. The fox starts barking and yipping. It tries to bite me in the feet and I pull them up. I hit it on the head lightly with a tool and it starts to cry. "Foxes don't cry" I say and it gets aggressive again. I hit it lightly again. We arrive at our old house and dismount. The fox is still with us, but now it's turned completely white. It actually looks like a tiny troll with a huge, snow-white hairdo. I explain to the troll that we usually sleep with earplugs in. I pull mine out and show it to him. He seems to be very excited, just like a kid.

08.15: Fragment
*I look at my hand and count my fingers. Seven. "My sight is probably off" I tell myself and recount them. There are fingers everywhere but I assume it's just my eyesight that is fucked up.

09.30: Kickbike, lottery winner MarTango
I'm in the neighbourhood I work at. I'm on a kickbike and I must be drunk or something like that. I look away for a second and when I look back again, I crash into a girl with a bike. "Oh shit, sorry!" I tell her and continue down the road towards our establishment. I keep on falling down though, but I do it smoothly and land on my head and roll. A few girls infront of me laugh but I continue on. I head right for a group of girls and they have to let eachother go to let me pass through. I spot atleast twenty people lying on the ground outside of the establishment. "I guess they're sleeping" I tell myself and head up the small hill.

On the wall I see a lottery ticket with a huge winning on it. I double check and it the symbols change every second, but I know it's legit. "MarTango..." I read. "That lucky fucker!" I enter the door. MarTango is standing there, smiling like never before. "You won didn't you?" I ask him. He starts to laugh. I'm happy for him and take off my shirt. "Party! Wohoo!" I yell and spin it around. I've still got two more shirts on. Eric is there and I take them off aswell. "Which one should I use?" I ask and hold them up. I've got a fourth shirt on, it's beige and green. Kinda cool.

09.30: Civilization
I'm playing some kind of real life civilization game. I'm training soldiers and I've got a flower in a tube. Five turns left and I've got a great start. Somehow my soldiers die and my flower aswell. A Polish dude shows up and tells me I should move my settlement to his. "Can I bring my computer?" I ask him. "No haha!" he tells me and moves his hands in a bumpy fashion. "Oh the road is too bumpy for it" I think and feel sad. I just bought it. He tells me he wants XP discs and I ask him what for. My friend G tells me he's got one that he can use for all of them. "How many computers do you have?" he asks the guy. "Seventeen laptops" he replies. "Where did you get all those laptops from?" I ask suspicious. If I leave my computer here, he will definitely be back and steal it.

09.30: Fragment
*I'm playing Xbox360 with my brother Morgan. All my relatives are there and they tell me to watch out for the scariest game ever. I pick it up and try to pronounce it. "Incrueliable" I say several times. The cover looks just like "Alan Wake"

09.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 12 hours

Supplements: 2 x Omega-3, 250 ml applejuice

That's it! Awesome. Stable and cool lucid, I like it. Had tons of random fragments but I decided to write those down I remembered most of. Oversleeping is always fun.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

My Notes
Non-lucid
Lucid
Awake

I'm writing this a day late (sorry), so I don't really remember what happened with my alarm.

I'm in a room (or possibly outdoors at night) with all the other students from my school. We're each at individual desks. All the desks are transparent and have a blue glow to them. There is a short middle-aged teacher in the centre. She is telling us how things have changed since last year, and lucid dreaming is now okay. She encourages us to get into it. She tells us how to become lucid. To become lucid we had to take out our rulers from our pencil cases, and tap the pencil case over and over. I do this. I notice some people around me already have given up.
I can't believe this didn't make me lucid.

In the second dream, I'm at an orphan's house. Stephen Merchant is with me. I remember the orphan as a 7-10 year old African kid. I look into the cupboard and find depressingly bad toys -old second-hand board games.

In the third dream, I was at some big oval. There were buildings and people everywhere. I was at a vending machine.There was a kid, from my after school care program (many years ago), named Mitch there. I think he stole something. I buy something from the machine, but then I also steal something. I think that nobody's going to ever find out. The machine doesn't even have a glass screen on it

Today when I took a nap, I had a few dreams, one of which I remember:

I was back at my high school in the science building walking with a current friend from college. When I looked down the stairs I saw my whole college lacrosse team sitting at these lunchroom-looking tables studying. My coach was there too, and every 5 minutes he would send a group of us to go outside and run. When it was my turn, I followed the group and found myself trying to complete this obstacle course from hell.. I had to run through this monster truck track, walk on the tip top of a white picket fence, and swim laps in a pool that seemed to just appear from nowhere. The dream ended with me exhausted and confused as to why my coach would make me and my teammates do such an awful thing...at my high school of all place. He is a little evil in real life anyways, so I guess it made sense.

everything's falling in an atmospheric fuse
i can see the fog forming fumes on the raintop

fragmentary.

i remember being on a train to altona
Sirius Black invading an evil castle
fighting these slave things that would grab with hands
and every minute they would replicate from a guy hooked up to a machine
so he saved the guy
and went to a party.

I’m on a plane when the pilot starts maneuvering strangely as we are preparing for landing. All the other passengers are freaking out afraid we are going to crash. I tell them we are not and decide to figure out what is going on.

The dream shifts point of view (pov) to show me the outside of the plane and another plane in front of ours. Every move the other plane makes our plane makes as well.

The dream half shifts pov again to me now inside the plane questioning someone about our pilot following the other plane. I simply get the answer of because that plane is a reflection on this one on the sky. For some reason this made sense while still confusing me.
Pov is now fully in the plane and I look out the window to see some buildings. I get the dream knowledge (as I like to call it) we are going to crash into these and half decide it is the airport. Before our plane can crash I decide two other planes are going to crash into the buildings making our pilot stay in the air because his target is already destroyed.

While thinking this I see the planes out the window kind of cut us off in midair and crash with a big explosion making our plan turn around.

I remember saying (to all the passengers, to someone next to me, or to myself I'm not sure as I cannot remember) See I told you we were not going to crash.

Recall fades or I wake up I cannot remember which.

11 feb 11

i'm at work and myself and my collegues are having a staff party. but IN the pdr. BUT, i think i'm still working because i'm not allowed to drink until a certain time. And i can see the drink there. and it's stella, which is my drink of choice so it's killing me! and there is nice food there. i can remember some thing with king prawns in. And poached salmon. my boss is there.

next dream. same night. pdr again. i'm working IN pdr. between breakfast and lunch. i'm putting sausages from breakfast out for lunch. simon isn't having it. makes me put out pizza (perfectly conceivable!!!) thats all i can remember from that one.

next dream. still same night. at work AGAIN!! (spend enough time there when i'm awake!!!!!) THIS TIME i've got my dream journal with me (paper one, obviously). how embarrassing! i think people might've looked at it but can't remember. thats it!

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! This is what I dreamt last night.

22.00: Sleep

05.10: Fragments
*I'm walking down a corridor at work. My bosses have their desks to the sides, and I have to squeeze past them. I smear mud on the wall by accident and they tell me to get out. I smear some more mud on the wall.

*I shoot a rifle and watch the bullet in slowmotion as it goes through the skull of a girl. It wasn't meant to do that.

05.10: Disneyland
I'm with Monica and Felix. I go through a door to "Disney Land" and I end up on a street. There are disney figures all around me and a "Minnie the Mouse" is walking down the road. I can see a string attached to her head, which is then attached to a colourful balloon up in the sky. I decide to try something out and walk up to a booth. A very hot woman is behind the counter and I ask her what kind of thing this is. "You walk these stairs, and win a prize!" she tells me happily. "How many steps are there?" I ask and she points at a sign. "800 steps, unless you're economy class, then it's less" she tells me.

I tell her we've got a suite. I do some dream math. "20 cm per step, times 800, that's 1,6km" I tell her. "No way we can climb that many". Suddenly she's not wearing anything but a darkblue thong. I can't look away and it seems to be shrinking. I can clearly see the outlines. "I love children's clothes" she whispers in my ear. Indeed. I give her a kiss and head up the stairs with Felix. I have no idea where Monica went. We walk the stairs for a minute before I get really tired. "Screw this, this is way too tiring" I tell him and we get out of the place.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements: 2 x Omega-3

That's it! Fun to have a longer dream for a change. I'm crossing my fingers for this weekend.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

My Notes
Non-lucid
Lucid
Awake

I'm adding this dream a little late. It was longer, and I think there was a second dream, but I don't remember now.

I just remember looking at either my arm or my leg. I was removing a spot. I managed to pull something out of the limb —a large, egg-shaped white ball. The next part is strange. I'm looking at it, when I realise what it is. It's actually the O in the Opera browser logo! I see it fly toward the other browser logos.
This seems perfectly normal to me, and the rest of the dream continues.

*~*

Ugh I have the most horrible time remembering dreams when they're not full blown nightmares. Need to work on that, especially considering my last one was rather pleasant up until the the end. Oh well I'll write down everything I can recall, which isn't much.

I know that I was in a strange house with a group of people that I knew in the dream, but have no memory of ever meeting in the waking world. I was in an attic that was nothing more then the wooden skeleton of the house. No carpet, or color on the walls. There were boxes packed with stuff shoved off to the side and it was really bright. Much brighter then an attack should have been though i don't remember seeing any lights. It was almost like it was natural sunlight though there were no windows.

I was running. I think it was some sort of race that I was determined to win. So determined that when my cat Dahlia stepped out in front of me I didn't bother to stop. I simply jumped to try and jump over her, but I failed and ended up stomping on her. At first I didn't feel bad about it until I stopped to pick her up and look her over. She was badly hurt with scratches on her chin and face, but the worst of it was her front leg. The skin and muscle had been completely torn away leaving bloody exposed bone. The skin was just dangling from her with her entire paw hanging off of it. She wasn't acting like she was in any pain, but just had this really angry pissed off look, though deep down I knew that she was dying. I was so upset that I actually ended up waking up from it.

I then proceeded to hunt down my cat and snuggle with her under the covers for the rest of the night, much to her annoyance.

*~*

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Yesterday was a complete failure. I didn't recall a single fragment, even though I slept for a long time and woke up a couple of times. Last night I did have a few interesting dreams, but all that is left is fragments.

22.30: Sleep

05.10: Fragments
*I'm being chased by a latino girl in a . I jump down from a balcony and in the air I flick my sharp towel at her face, cutting her in several places. The blood flows and I smile at the feat. I've had great control in this dream.

*I roll up an electric blanket we use at work. A few Polish guys are nearby and they ask if they can use it.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 6½ hours

Supplements: 2 x Omega-3

That's it! I aim for a lucid tomorrow. Friday night, the night of dreams.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I could recall only a feeling that I was at my school in the dream and probably talking to H and J....

I was living with some blond girl and I was just coming back to the barracks. I remember going there and there were a whole bunch of other girls there. Something happened and I ended up having to defend them in some kind of way....I can't recall because it's been so long.

I'm on a train or bus, walking through, trying to find a seat.
I find two free ones to my right, in front of me. I sit down and shuffle over to the window seat. I realise my legs are too long and my knees are pushing against the seat in front. They hurt slightly. I have to open my legs to fit them in.

My boyfriend is sitting on the window seat across the aisle and there's someone sitting next to him, between us. We wave at each other and he jumps over the seat in front and sits next to me.