dream fragment

So, this one is a really lengthy dream, although I recall very little of the actual length. It is a recurring dream, since I dreamed of the beginning of the story yesterday, and it continued today. And the finale is probably from another dream, or they were altogether a massive giant dream, who knows.

I first remember being in a mall with my friends, we were chatting and laughing, at what I did not know what. The next thing I can remember is some sort of lady, dressed in a business-like way, appearing out of nowhere, and the mall starts to turn into a school. One frickin' huge school.
Something happens, class begins, and me and all my friends are now being taught by a very ill-mannered teacher, hm.
This goes on for days, and I don't remember much of the classes we were taking, I think I just chatted with my friends the whole time. That may or may not be true.
One day, going to school, I get lost. This is the time I realize how huge the building was, as I was running for more than 10 minutes around, trying to find my way back to the classroom. As I opened one door, I stepped inside what appeared to be a train station, much like London's train station. Plus, there was a bus moving in the middle of the crowd.

Again, everything gets fuzzy in my memory, and that's when I think I moved to another dream. Or maybe I took another direction in the one I was in.
I was running down some sort of park, full of trees, trying to find something, at the time I was not sure. After much exploring ( The park, I remember now, was a darker version of my town's central park. Much darker, indeed.)
And when I reached the end of the park, I saw what I was looking for. A Small crypt in the left side of the park. Pleased that I'd finally found it, I start to walk in it's direction, the only thought inside my head being "But I've looked here before, how can it be here now?". Reaching the crypt, I see a flair of steps leading downwards, to the very core of the crypt. Next to me, some sort of priest was waiting, his skin was so pale that he looked like a corpse. His face was not well-cared either. He moves his arm towards the steps, as if to tell me to go down there. And that's what I do. Reaching the end of the stairs, what greets me is not some macabre skeleton show like I was hoping it would be, but, guess what, another classroom. With stone chairs. Don't try to make sense out of it, I didn't. The priest walks to the very end of the room, and starts lecturing us in the ways of Lucid Dreaming. Or that's what he said he'd do, but instead he starts to ask random questions, the last one being about mathematics.
That's all I remember, but I'm sure that it lasted through hours, days. Maybe weeks, even.

Awake Non-lucid

I'm in my local shopping centre, at a cafe sitting between shops. I'm with my mum. It's very busy and we've been shopping for ages, so I ask if I can buy a muffin.

Two boys come up to us, one I recognise. I shuffle uncomfortably as he offers to buy me a snack and then maybe later dinner. I shrug off his invitation and introduce him to my mum as Fraser. She sits down and I nibble at the blueberry muffin. Out of the corner of my eye I see Fraser take a picture of me. Ok, this is getting wierd. He drops his phone so I pick it up, giving him a look that says "I know what you did. Don't do it again."

I think this was started from another dream i had earlier but i can remember sitting down with some friends and smokin a bowl and when i took my hit i just vanished and re-apeared in another area. Dont remember where it was or what i was really doing causs i didnt write it down when i woke up but i can remember having to do weird stuff so i could get another one of those special bowls and telaport somewhere else.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! I am exhausted. The two days of sleep deprivation I had at the begining of the week are taking their toll. My eyes are stinging. I had a fragment last night and I didn't have the strength to remember more than that.

22.15: Sleep

01.00: Fragment
*I'm at Math class and some girl is very friendly.

04.50: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements before bed: 2 x Omega-3

That's it! Kinda sucky, but I'm expecting to get a full lucid tomorrow night. I have telekinesis in mind and I'm already getting butterflies in my stomach. I am certain I will become lucid and it's going to me awesome.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

i rememberd this dream fragment all day
it was about me on a policebike(WTF?) and i saw someone on a derbi senda geared moped wich looked just like mine
and he made a wheelie and i was following him and he crashed down..
thats all i remember unfortunately

Jan. 12-13*
I dreamed at was at work. We ha our corporate officials come in to inspect our store and grade us on our performance and how good our store looked. The lead person in charge was a lady that was a little bigger...which is odd because in waking life the person in charge is a slinder man. I messed up just a little in the begining of the dream and did something out of place. Later on though I began to gain favor with the people in harge as they checked out our store. I was a very nerve racking experience in my dream. I don't very well remember most of the dream just those highlighted parts. *

1/13/11

1- Failed Planning
I have gone to take the SAT, and for some strange reason Mitchell, my friend's ex-obsessionboyfriend, is with me. He is supposed to be taking the test, too, and my mother is going to pay the fee for him. However, his name does not seem to be on the list. "Can't you just print him off an answer document?" My mom asks the lady.

"Did you even sign up for this, or were you just planning to take it on a whim?" I ask Mitchell in annoyance.

"Sign up?"

I try to explain to my mother that he didn't sign up and that no, they CAN'T just print off an answer document because the College Board deals with that and they would need all of his information. She refuses to listen to me and keeps arguing. I glare at Mitchell, who still does not appear to know what's going on.

Later, he has somehow angered a mob of crazed tourists. I learn that there is some sort of zombie virus outbreak, and that he has tricked the tourists into giving them these tickets that are used to gain passage into a zombie free zone. I snatch the tickets away from him after I chase off the mob. "Why did you take all these in the first place?"

"I needed them for autographs!" Oh my god, what an idiot, I think in disgust.

"Autographs? What the hell are you talking about?" I notice that all of the tickets have the initials RL scrawled on the back of them.

((Also, it seemed like Samael was involved in the whole ordeal, but I can't remember how.))

2- Street Punks
I am riding the school bus, and for some reason my dad is sharing the seat with me and this other girl. She asks my dad why he's coming to school with me. I suddenly wonder the same. What in the world is he doing on the bus? Without learning the answer, we arrive at school and I wander down the hallway. What class am I supposed to go to...? Something is wrong with my memory. I end up at my AP United States History class. "Oh yeah, I have APUSH first period," I remind myself.

But where is all my stuff? Is it in my locker? I go to my locker and find that someone else's stuff is there. "Did we have a locker change again?" I ask a nearby student.

"Yeah, it's really annoying when they do that. Should have waited 'till the next semester."

I remember that my alternate locker number is on my schedule... which is in my locker. Great. ((BTW, there is no such thing as a locker change or an alternate locker number. Yet another false memory.))

I go to the office and find a bunch of band students playing jingle bells very unenthusiastically to a tall, official looking lady. They finish as I enter the room, and she claps happily. I hesitantly approach the lady. "Um, I don't know if you're the right person to ask for this... What is my new locker number?"

"You're number 18," she says cheerily, without even looking at a list. "I placed you myself. See, we try to position everyone based on their abilities."

"Okay... 18. Thanks." How does she know who I am? What abilities? I mull the question over and walk out the wrong door. I get it right on my second try. "Great," I say to myself, embarrassed, "I definitely have 'special' abilities, alright."

At that point I "wake up" in my car, pouring sweat. Ugh it's so hot in here... I look around and note that I'm in the student parking lot. Weird... I don't think we even have school today. Was I sleep driving? I'd better call my mom and let her know where....

My thoughts trail off as I RC and become lucid. All worries assuaged, I observe my surroundings. It is sunny, and though the parking lot is empty, there are people walking everywhere. I happily get out of the car and decide to go on a walk. No telling what might develop along the way.

It isn't long before I come upon a gang of boys who are playing with a yoyo. The youngest (who is about 10) accidentally slams it on the ground and breaks it. "Oh no," he moans. "If Carlos finds out about this, he'll kill all of us." I notice what is in my hand at the same time they do. One of those rubber yoyo's with the flashing lights inside of it. Well, then...

I break into a run, and they all jump on motorcycles and come after me. I'm fast, but they're faster. I make it to a bridge several miles from my house before they catch up with me. Well, I gave them a chance. They chose not to take it.

With an evil grin, I leap into the air just before the bikes would have run me over. They skid to a halt and glare up at me, unfazed by my unnatural performance. I am suddenly hurdling through the air directly at the largest gang member. My foot slams into his chest with enough force to knock him off the bridge to his death. NOW they look appropriately frightened. I make short work of the others. Now only the youngest is left. I do not intend to kill him at first, but then he holds one of his dead comrades in front of him as a shield. This angers me. "Stupid street punk!" I yell as I beat the life out of him.

3- Playing with Energy
I am listening in to the Elders' meeting without their knowledge.

"What? The youngest son of the Uria clan has run off?"

"He is a disgrace to his family."

"What of the eldest?"

"Her position in this matter is unknown. When asked about it, she merely said, 'These things happen.'"

I roll my eyes and place the headphones back on the table. Stupid old bags. Is it really so difficult to understand why my brother ran off?

My uncle walks in the room, and I look as innocent and meek as possible as he goes into his usual speech of upholding the family values, blah blah blah, and I'd better not end up like my "wretch of a brother."

At this point, I RC and become lucid, exiting the role of this Uria character.

I go to the back door and walk outside, thinking about the Queen (yet again) and wondering if I should try to contact her. I am still contemplating this when I look up and notice Sadie sitting nearby with two other cats. One of them seems to be massaging the other's shoulders. At first they look similar to cats I'd previously owned, but then they change slightly and I no longer recognize them.

The one who had been getting the massage runs over to me and bites my hand affectionately. I pet her and ask her what her name is. No answer. "Come on, you can tell me." She still doesn't answer. I look at her black and white companion. "Hey, cat. I know that's not your name, so speak and tell me what it is." No answer. "Sadie?" Sadie turns up her tail and ignores me. "Hmph. Fine, be that way." I ask the cat that I'm petting one more time what her name is, and I hear my stepdad's voice behind me say "Betty."

"Betty?"

"Yeah, that's her name."

He and my brother walk up and start horseplaying. I notice that whenever my brother goes to throw a punch, I can see his energy fly from his hand and hit Chris before the physical impact. "That's interesting," I say. Chris takes some of Steven's energy in his hand and forms it into a ball, then throws it at me. "Ow!" That really hurt. He throws another one, but this time I catch it and examine it closely. I let my own energy flow into it; the ball goes from being clear to swirling with black and purple energy. "Interesting," I say again. I throw the ball at Chris. At first it sticks to my hand and absorbs back into me, but I make a new ball of my own and throw it. I have terrible aim; it lands several feet away and creates a mini explosion.

I notice it's getting dark out, which is a good indication that the dream is getting unstable. I wake up before I can do anything about it.

4- Canoeing
I am watching from above as PJ and a few other people are canoeing in a beautiful wide river surrounded by an evergreen forest. The dream tells me that this is in Detroit, Michigan or maybe Delaware, I can't remember which. I know it started with a D.

In which I fail to stay lucid...

I'm cleaing out my closet and I come across a box of books. I open the first book I see and try to read a page. The words are all real words and they follow a basic sense of English grammar, but they don't make any sense. It said something very similar (maybe not exactly) to this:

The numerous trawling sofas affix zealots in the blind.

I leaned back, touched by the poetry of the words. How pretty "affix zealots in the blind" sounds! Then I started to wonder at the meaning and realized that I didn't actually understand the line. I looked at it again, but this time it said (again, close but not exactly):

Battered and flourescent utilities of ionic compounds lull banners.

I thought that maybe they were talking about the properties of ionic compounds and the banners of zealots. It didn't seem as pretty this time, and I was aware that the words had changed. Some of the phrases kept repeating over and over again in my mind, especially the "affix zealots in the blind" part and the "utilities of ionic compounds" part. I kept hearing them, loud, and finally realized that it wasn't my poor reading skills- these words simply did not make sense.

I realized I was dreaming. I got very excited and stood up to do a reality check. Instead of pinching my nose or rubbing my hands (which is really what I'm supposed to do), I walked over to my window and opened the blinds. I could see my bird feeders and bird bath, but the image was frozen. All the birds were still frolicking and eating, but they were frozen as if in a picture. There was a hawk frozen in mid-flight.

I'm dreaming! I thought excitedly. Then I woke up.

12.01.2011

Something about role playing and cards. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Three dreams for today.

Second:

Something about roleplaying and cards.

Missed dream signs:
- Unknown.

(Nap)
I met Mariah Carey in my dream. The song "Touch My Body" was in the backround. o.O! She was very, very nice. We talked alot and she made me laugh. [ Fragment ]
Dream #1, Nap
Our school is doing the Baby Think It Over program. (A baby simulator) and I chose the alternative assignment, in real life (the research paper, five pages!) But like in real life, in the dream I really, really wanted the baby, but it was too embarassing to carry around all day. Mrs. Smith showed us a a new "baby" she got and it was sooooo adorable. I fell in love with her. She was a white, little girl with big, brown eyes and a pink/white outfit. Her body was soooo small but cute. "Mrs. Smith, can I take home the baby, instead?" I asked as she said yes. "Yay! Can I have another copy of the permission slip, too since I lost it?" She said yes, but I knew she lost it because I turned it in, already! -__-
Then, we were schedueling the baby and I woke up.

After my body fell asleep I realized what was happening and tried to think back to memories and reenact them differently. I had trouble with my mind wandering so I couldn't stay on one event so I tried flying. This is the moment where I started waking back up. I lied still for a minute trying to fall back into the state but I eventually gave up and woke up.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! I slept through the night! Although I woke up around ten times, I did manage to get some hours of sleep. Disturbingly tired still, but my anxiety is gone. I had a couple of random fragments.

21.00: Sleep

04.50: Fragments
*I'm talking to my friend Eric about the most amazing flavoured herring we've ever had. "It's mustard herring..." I say and he agrees halfway. "No, no that's not it..." I say. "I know! It's chanterelle herring!" I remember it being amazing. We're about to go on a herring tasting, and Monica wants to join us. "But, you don't even like strange foods" I tell her. She realises that's true and takes it back. Felix gets on Facebook and clicks on a video on one of our old friends. She's wearing strange clothes and is dancing on a club. Her breasts are enormous. I get a bit embarrassed even though I can't see much.

*I'm in the "Snow White and the seven dwarves" story. Everything is a cartoon and the colours gets mixed up and it shifts from high speed to slow motion. Very weird.

*Me and my friend G are smoking these round, dried flower buds, wrapped in white paper into small balls. I light it and suck on the tiny piece of paper sticking out. "How did someone even come up with this?" I ask. The smoke stings my throat.

04.50: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements before bed: 2 x Omega-3

That's it! I haven't taken B6 in quite a while, and I'm thinking of trying it out tomorrow or something.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Recolored (frag)
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
My mom set down the folded clothes on my bed. My new T-shirt, which had originally had faded out logos, had been un-faded out and are now white. I ignored it and just put it away.

Gross Garage (frag)
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
I walked into the garage to get a soda and as I pulled it out of the fridge, I realized my dog, who had spent the night in the garage, had shat on the floor. I called my parents so they could clean it up.

Look (lucid)
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
After her lecture, my science teacher handed the class an indecipherable worksheet to do for homework. I asked my friend sitting next to me, "Hey, do you get this?" "Yeah." "Well, why can't I read it?" He shrugged. I walked out the class, but realized I just walked out of my MATH class, not my science class. And the worksheet wasn't legible because, well, it was a dream. I became lucid, and the worksheet became readable. It read on how to triangulate a location somewhere west of the school. I put it away in my backpack and walked toward that direction, maybe something was there. I noticed Justin, Rachel, and Nick were walking separately in the halls. They were all common characters in my dreams, so I decided to check to see if they were actually dreamers. I sent out a thought to Justin. 'Look at me. Now.' He suddenly turned and locked a hypnotized stare on me as I walked past him. I stopped looked around and he was gone. Rachel was in front of me, and I sent the same thought to her. Another creepy stare. I walked past her, and saw Nick resting by one of the classrooms. Yet another thought, but surprisingly no response.

Just a thought back. 'Why? I'm gonna listen to my iPod.' He pulls out his headphones whiched looked a helluva a lot like mine. He didn't have an iPod, so I dismissed him as a DC too. I ran up one of the walls, dropped my backpack, and ejected my wings. I stood on the end of the building, ready to jump, when I noticed my science classmates arguing about where to go as directed by the worksheet. "Hey!" I yelled. Many turned to my direction, dumbfounded. I pointed somewhere to the west. "It's over there!" They all looked, and I jumped off and took flight toward that direction. I was now flying above a grassy hill. Below me I saw a mansion that had occured in a dream I previously had about three months ago. It was the EXACT same thing. I flew down to it and pulled in my wings, but I couldn't control my landing as well as I thought. I flew to fast and undershot the location of the ground, and I fell face first into the dirt, knocking me out.

Eddie Murphy ate a fly. Then it flew out of his mouth unscathed.

I see a lone stuffed anthropomorphic Teddy Bear, complete with button eyes. It tries to talk to me but its mouth is just a seam stitched shut. In an attempt to talk, the bear forcibly rips its mouth-seam open. As soon as it manages to make a working mouth… the bear’s cotton guts spill out of it with such force that it turns the teddy bear inside out, leaving just a fluff of cotton. The cotton fluff morphs into a cloud that rains upon a single spot on the ground. Where the teddy bear once sat, the ground becomes fertile and single flower sprouts.