dream fragment

I was playing BZFlag and I was on a server where hacking is not only permitted but
encouraged. So it was like bzflag hack wars. I remembered I'd done that before. I
had hacked an admin password once and locked out every admin from the server
and set once of the graphics settings ridiculously high so that whenever someone
entered the server it would freeze their computer. So I did so. This one kid thought
he was the shit and was being quite obnoxious about it. He tried to ban me from the
server but he was I had anti-ban, something he would have known if he knew anything
about this. So, I deleveled him down to nothing and put a perminant ban on his id.
Thats about where the dream ended and I woke up.

I then went back to sleep - 2011-01-18.2 | NONLUCID

1/19/11 - Window Insults

Dream Non-dream Lucid

I remember being in a room with someone named either Alex or Sebastian, and hearing people yelling insults at them through a window.

There was also a long bit where I was just reading a thread on DV.

I really hope I can remember more tomorrow; my alarm clock has messed me up the past two days. Darn school.

This was another lucid from several days ago that I didn't have time to journal. I don't recall much now, but the lingering emotion makes it memorable.

Jennifer
I become lucid somehow. I am in a house. It's vaguely familiar but I don't know specifically. I try to recall my plan. I think to summon my ex-girlfriend (which wasn't my plan, but it's something I've thought to do, but feared it might be dangerous). I seem to be in the living room of the house. I sense that around the corner and through the hall is the kitchen. I take a breath and prepare myself to meet Jen, who I haven't seen in 3 years. In those years, I have only dreamed of her once or twice, and even then only briefly. But I am haunted by memories of her in waking life.

I finally muster the courage and start walking toward the kitchen where I expect her to be. As I enter the door, I call to her loudly: "Jen?" Then I walk in and there she is. I stop, shocked that it worked. There she is after all these years. I take a moment to really look at her. She doesn't move and doesn't say anything. I look at her face. She seems a bit older. He face a bit worn and no makeup. She is not ugly but she is somewhat... undesirable. I silently thank my subconscious. I thought this would be very difficult and painful. But somehow, now that I see her, it's not so scary. I am not overcome with desire, or anger, or sadness. I just see her and she is just a person.

I talk to her briefly, but I don't recall any detail of the conversation. I only recall my sense of relief that I saw here and I didn't totally freak out.

This was a weakly lucid dream for several days ago. I didn't have time to journal it at the time. I don't recall much of the dream, but my interpretation is memorable.

Father
I am in my apartment living room. I see my father. He is sitting at the couch. He is bent over, writing something on the coffee table. I notice he is writing with his left hand.

Interpretation: My father isn't left-handed, but I am. I am the only person in my family who is left-handed. It's something I identify strongly with. When I saw in the dream that my father was writing with his left-hand, I realized that this dream character actually represented an aspect of myself. This made me think of when I look in the mirror in waking life. I see myself and, as I've become an adult, I look a lot like my father. When I look at my reflection, I see my father. This upsets me because I have a bad relationship with my father and a negative opinion of him. I have collected all my own negative character traits and projected them on to an image of my father. But really, it is myself. I can't reject and avoid the negative aspects of myself. I must accept them and work toward a holistic personal goal.

Day 7 - 19 of january 2011
Tonight i only had a minor dream recall. I know 1 little recall is better than notthing but i was looking forward to a vivid dream. Nevertheless here is tonights little dreamfragment:

I was in class - sitting on my usually spot i guess. My teacher were writing his dream journal while everybody could see it (on the wall since his computer is hooked up to a projector). Meanwhile i was writing mine but when i pressed ''post now'' it wouldnt post ?!

"MADNESS" i thought by myself. I saw my teacher were finishing off his journal aswell so i was going to see if he had the same issue. He did not have any problems.

the dream skips a little
My teacher is showing me the new ''digital signature'' form i did not fill out
the dream ended and i woke up

my mother in law has been dead for 13 years. i married my wife 8 months after my mother in law died.
i dreamed that my father in law knock on my door and he told me to go buy 4 Chinese statues because his wife was coming to my house [in reality she had 4 Chinese statues but 2 of them were stolen] we went to buy them and then my mother in law came. she told me that my house [which is her house] is beautiful but is too small for us because i have 4 children. all of a sudden the door knocked and as she knew that it was his husband she shouted that she didn't want him to come inside and as he hear these words he left. then she told me not to help him and we don't need him and we should leave him alone. she even told us she is going to tell us some words but she was in a hurry and she had to go



p.s i really want to know what all this dream means please

I don't know why, but this first week of studies after Christmas holidays, I'm having the worst recall that I've in years. Normally, I remember clearly 1-2 dreams each night, with some intense feelings and vivid things, but now, this is empty of feelings.
Every night I only remember some "moments" of each dream, but all are about the same thing, my school. I remember that i'm studying or doing some work in my class, but anything else, study study and more study (this iss boring... u_u).
Sometimes I remember that in these dreams i feel a bit overwhelmed, nothing more...

NOTE: I know that this isn't a real DJ post, but with the start of the MILD-1 classes, I want to start the DJ too ^_^

Well, I remember discussing family oddities with Fonzie while my little sister did something involving dolls in the other room, then I woke up and crashed again.

Then I dreamed that I was desperate for a place to study, so bad that I broke into the first church I ever went to. Now, this place is a common element in my dreams, but it's always a building with one of those layouts that you can never escape from. Open an exit, it opens to the entrance on the other side of the building, and all that.

Well, I opened a door to one of the classrooms, hoping for a table and chairs to work with, and found a pastor there. He said he was going to call the police unless I watched a video the church had prepared. It seems that they had been having problems with burglars, and even with all my homework on my back I couldn't convince him that I wasn't interested in theft. I just wanted to study. I had homework due.

But he made me sit down and watch a cartoon (with anthropomorphic animals, no less!) about how no matter what my friends thought, breaking into buildings was "not cool." Very cliche.

"Look, Miss. The person breaking into that church is a rat. You don't want to be a rat, do you?"
"You do realize that I'm 26, right? Not 5?"
"This isn't funny, Miss. This is very serious. This is your future we're talking about. You're on the road to drugs and prostitution."
"That's nice. Can I do my homework while I watch this?"

Finally he let me go, so late that not only had I missed my assignment, but the class it was for. I had flunked my class. He asked me if I ever wanted to break into a church again, and I told him that I was never setting foot in any church again. I think I added a "you bastard" to that. On my way out, I found his a woman by the side of the road with a blown tire, and offered to give her a ride. Turned out she was the pastor's wife, come to pick him up from guard duty. I dropped her off back at the church, and the pastor started cheering that he had saved another lost youth. I flipped him off as I left.

1/18/11

Bleh. I'm done taking B6 for a while. A whole bunch of weird fragments.

1- Perverted Doctor
At the doctor's office, though I don't seem to be there for a checkup. I pass by my doctor, who is sitting at a table with tons of cookies, eating them. I ignore the strangeness of this and merely say "Hello," as I pass.

He stops me and strikes up a somewhat awkward and hesitant conversation. Though he doesn't say it, it's apparent that he wants me to have one of the cookies. "Uh, can I have one of those?" I ask, although they don't seem very appealing.

He brightens up. "Of course! Have as many as you want!" I take one of the cookies and eat it. It's actually pretty good.

After I leave, my brother notifies me that the doctor has a secret crush on me. Ew, he's like three times my age. "I'm definitely changing doctors."


2- The Two Small Dogs, and the Small Dog and the Bird
A narrator first begins explaining the story of "two small dogs" as they forsake society and vow to live on their own.

He then goes into another story about a "small dog who became friends with a small bird" and remained friends throughout their lives.

3- Wreck
My brother goes crazy and drives the car directly toward a gully. I leap out at the last second, but he stops the car before it falls. My mother gets mad at ME for jumping out of the car and forces us to redo the experience until I behave properly. I again jump out as the car crashes into the gully below. "You could have saved the car if you weren't so anal!" I yell and run home.

I climb inside my cabinet and hide there like a little kid. Sadie is sleeping in there. I startle her, and she makes that cute little "mrrw!" sound.

4- Swallowed a Fly
At lunch, my friends and I are discussing a silly music video that we saw a long time ago about a lady who swallowed a fly. It was by someone called Hot Christine.

((I feel like I've seen that video IRL, but I can't tell if it's a false memory or not!!!))

There were more, but they're gone now.

Hours of sleep: 8
Recall: 1/5
Vividness: 3/5

I'm swimming in an huge pool. Suddenly a lot of people appeared out of now where and jumped into it. All of them couldn't swimm I help some of them to get out of the pool, but they were too many. I clearly needed some help.
Finally, 15 hot female life guards jumped into the pool to get them out. After 5 minutes or so everybody was out of the water. But on of the guards, the sexiest from all, was gone and was lying at the ground of the pool. So I rescued her.
She was really thankfull and we started to play some water ball.
Suddenly a friend of mine swam towards me and said:

DC friend: It's time to go!
Me: WTF dude? Are you insane? I don't want to go, it's too awesome!
DC friend: But it's already late!

Suddenly, she started kissing him and kept on 5 minutes or so. I got angry and yelled at the life guard:

Me: Hey wtf does this mean? I was trying to hook up with you and than you just kiss him? Hey bitch, it's me who deserves a kiss because I saved your life!

Awkward silence.

Life guard: Ok, I guess you're right.

And she kissed me and that woke me up.

Somehow, I wound up neighbors with Duncan McLeod, and he was teaching me to swordfight. I wasn't an immortal, it was just for fun. There was something involving My Little Ponies, and my old church, and of course a fight. I don't think I want any more details, really. This was quite enough 90's flashback for me.

Nap-
Since it was a nap, I am lucky I remember even one fragment, which I did. I only remember the lesson involved in it. Someone, or something told me my life would get better when I am older. That's all I remember. maybe it's because it gave me information about the future that I couldn't handle right now.
Or it could be that I ate alot of cookies because right now my life is great anyway.

Other kids along with me were trapped in some place where a lady made the rules, and was mean to the kids. I wanted to help them, so I tried sneaking them out. I rescued them.
I got a Clawdeen Wolf doll but I refuesed to display it because I threw out her journal and brush. So, I didn't care anymore and introduced her to Draculaura.
Another dream was a field trip (or something else) with Stephanie and I. We were sitting at the lunch table, and we saw Mr. Stinky there with a green shirt and a water bottle or some sort. We pointed and laughed at him, and he heard me when I said outloud "Ew, there's Mr. Stinky!"
Side note:
I have a strong, strong feeling I was lucid last night, but I couldn't remember.

My dream recall has been excelent the past few days, but now it's only fragments

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning. Didn't dream much last night, and also I'm running a fever. My dreams tonight are going to be crazy, and I hope I don't get too mindf*cked.

23.45: Sleep

05.10: Fragments
*I'm with a few friends and Monica. We're lining up in a long line and I check my watch. It's just 5 minutes until the flight is about to leave. "We'll make it" I say and check my watch again. I walk up to our white car that I parked on the sidewalk.

*I'm in a clothing shop and I've got a hardon. By swinging my body to the right and left at a rhythm I create some kind of force, which propells me forward. I run around the place. I meet my friend Eric and he shows me some perfume. One of them apparently made him faint. I smell it, smells very strong.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 5 hours

Supplements before bed: 2 x Omega-3

That's it! Blah, I hate being sick... We'll see if I have the strength to write down any feverish dreams tomorrow.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I'm in an open-air theatre play and I know there are bullies in the audience from when I went to public school. I have to be dressed as an antebellum Southern belle and skip in, climbing up a hill near a pier, and then somehow blithely run down the rickety steps onto the pier where a handsome gentleman is waiting, without getting my shoes caught in the boards. We haven't had a dress rehearsal (think of this as the classic Exam Nightmare for actors). It's the Fringe, and the whole cast keeps saying that as one might say, "Meh - it's only a rental car." I have: the dress, my hat, my hair to keep done up, an umbrella, and a Bo-Peep cane to keep track of while skipping down those stairs!

The audience is filling up with rampantly patriotic Americans and I'm not even confident I know all the words to their national anthem! I'm in the dressing room trying to get my hat and hair on straight, let alone prepare for the scene, when a bell rings and someone cues me to just go. I do, grasping my hat, umbrella and cane, and I discover I have to jump over a bunch of nets to get to the performance space. A bunch of animated Disney characters pop up in my path, so I improvise: "Oh, hello, little piggy! Isn't it a fine day?" and such, in a comically exaggerated Southern drawl.

I come to a net attached to a rope at the end of which is the American flag. I try to cross it, and get my shoe caught in it. The audience is getting restless and I have to go now! I rip the shoe out. A tough-looking female Homeland Security officer follows me and gives me a hard time: But this is broken, ma'am, we can't fix it, it's the flag, ma'am, someone's going to have to pay for that, etc., as long as I don't move out of her sight.

I have to go. I just run. I get to the pier, and there's my leading man, but the lights are blinding me and I can't see him to playfully poke him with my cane and then act all nonchalant as the opening gag. The music for "My Old Kentucky Home" is playing and I'm supposed to sing along. I don't know the second line, so it comes out, "...and the caissons go rolling along." Then it turns into that song about the flag, not America the Beautiful but the other one that they sang very frequently after 9/11, the one the heavy lady is famous for - Kate Somebody. I don't know it!

I wake up trying to remember it. It's been 25 minutes with this iPad beside my pillow and I still can't.

I know one trigger is that I saw the musical "The Parade" the other day - the one about Leo Frank. I thought I might play Lucille in the future. My coloring often gets me cast as Jewish, Italian, Greek or Middle Eastern women.