dream fragment

Getting a little better at recalling my dreams I suppose. I'm just having trouble putting it into words so that others understand.

I enjoy the tv show Roseanne a lot and in my dream for a short period my mom and dad were Roseanne and Dan Conner. We lived in this rather large fancy house and were all running around quite frantic as if we were late for something. It was night and had snowed quite a lot. I remember the color of the night like standing in a street full of street lights at night. That somewhat soft amber light.

Dan, my dad, went out to shovel and warm the cars while Roseanne, my mom, started arguing with her sister from the tv show, Jackie. Ultimately the fight was about Jackie wanting to live her life and make her own decisions and Roseanne thinking she can rule everything, including her sisters life.

I stuck up for Jackie which pissed Roseanne(mom) off to no return. The next thing I remember was trying to touch up my makeup before we leave but not being able to find my mascara or eye makeup brushes that were literally just in front of me*. I kept asking my mom, who at this point turned into my mom, where they were and she just glared at me and ignored me like she does in real life.

Mom heads out to the garage and I see her get into my bffs Lebaron and back out like a mad woman. The driveway is like my bffs where it goes in a downward direction from the street. Its scary with the snow because you slip all over the place. My mom ends up backing off the side of the driveway into snow. The car turns its nose completely upright to the sky buried deep in snow on either side and Dan, my dad, rushes over to help her. She gets out still angry and starts heading towards me.

I don't remember anything after that.

<3

*Side note: I have dreams like this a lot where simple tasks take forever. In this case getting ready. I was attempting to touch up my makeup and at one point its going smoothly. The next I'm having trouble grabbing things, the things I grab turn from one thing to another, those things are possibly things I didn't even use when applying makeup, and then parts go missing giving me this fear that I'm being forced to leave or finish without completing what I was doing. In other dreams its closing windows or locking doors. No matter what I do they never stay shut or lock securely. Why is this?

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

Good morning! Very low recall during the week. Didn't get more than 5-7 hours of sleep each day. Had a fragment about candy yesterday, but I cba to write it down. Last night night was a night filled with long dreams. I always seem to dream alot on Friday nights. Must be because of sleep deprivity during the week, making it a long REM-rebound.

11.20: Bedtime

05.45: 20 minutes WBTB

07.30: Ignoring girls
I'm with my dad in a car. We're driving from work, and we're going to visit a friend of his. We stop at a garage and he gets out, and starts talking with his friend. A girl gets in the car and tries to start a conversation with me. I ignore her and keep on reading my book. My dad gets in the car again and off we go. After a while we arrive at a house, and we all enter. I sit down in a couch and continue to read my book. Anothe girl shows up and I keep on ignoring them, being kind of a prick.

They want to play some games, and I look up. "What kind of games?" I ask. "Well, Tekken would be fun" one of them says. "On Xbox?" I ask. "Yeah ofcourse, the newest version" this sparks my interest and I put the book away. My cellphone starts ringing, and I pick up. It's Monica on the other end and she's very upset. She keeps yelling at me, telling me I'm being unfaithful or whatever. She hangs up before I get a chance to say anything, and I just shrug it off. I laugh a bit while telling the girls it was my GF and she's freaking out for no reason.

Dream skip. I'm with Monica and we're standing on the sidewalk next to a park. She hands me all kinds of berries and tells me to eat them. "You'll get lucid easier if you do!" I spot a large blue one which looks like a large blueberry. I put them all in my mouth and chew on them. It tastes just like blueberries, and I have to spit several times to get rid of the harder parts. She smiles at me and walks up the road along the park. I take out a branch of Mugwort and eat it aswell. I throw the stalk in the bushes.

08.00: At work MILD
I'm with Björn at work. We're at a new construction site, located ontop of a hill, overlooking a river. There's a big scaffold in the middle made out of wood. I spot a pair of noise canceling headphones on a plank sticking out. Björn heads up the scaffold and greets with a guy there. I follow. Apparently we're trying to score some weed. "Sorry, I ain't got any at the moment" he tells us. I walk back down a bit disappointed, but realise we need a backpack! There is none around, but I spot one up in a tree closer to the river's edge.

"Hey! There's one" I tell Björn, and we head for it. "Haha! They've set up a trap for us" he tells me. I can see several lines going from the tree, anchored in the ground. Björn grabs one and starts pulling. Half of the tree starts falling, and hits the water. The "weed guy" jumps in, trying to get the bag before it vanishes. He appears a few seconds later, holding another black back. "Hey, look what I found!" he exclaims. The water looks very inviting, and just as I think about jumping in. Björn rushes past me and jumps off the edge.

It's perhaps eight meters down to the water, and he hits the weeds. "Oh shit! Björn! Are you okay?" I yell. He starts swimming under the water, without replying. I take a big breath and jump off the edge. I close my eyes as I fall, and the fall is longer than it should have been. It takes a few seconds before I hit the surface, and I start swimming. I turn lucid. I can feel the warm water, but it doesn't really feel right. My legs feels weird. "Hmm... Perhaps I should try to walk on it instead?" I ask myself. The dream starts to fade.

I can feel my body in bed. "Alright, time to lie still and ignore the spasms" I think, and lie completely still, trying to DEILD. The feeling of my arms and hands being twisted in horrible spasms come a second later. I ignore them. The left side of my neck starts twitching violently. I can't really sleep on my right side, as it usually does this. I figure it's actually doing it for real, so I decide to give up the DEILD.

I wake up, my mom's there for some reason. "Aw crap mom! I was just having a lucid dream..."

08.00: Björn's family
I'm with Björn once again. We're having some kind of store together, and his family is there. I'm not sure what it was all about, but he doesn't really like me seeing his private life. We're walking towards his place, and he's got his daughter in a wagon. The handle is made for two people, and he gives room for me to help him push it. We say some nerdy phrase from an old cartoon or whatever as we go up a small hill. At the door, I tell him that his daughter is sleeping. I know she isn't, but she's pretending to do it. She opens her eyes and tells me she was just pretending.

We walk in the house. Björn tells her she has to get ready for bed. "Dad, can we pee at the same time?" she asks him in a very adult-like voice. "It's been ages since we did so! Like two days" I wonder how the hell they're going to manage that. I wait in the living room. Suddenly I wonder what I would do if there would be a naked woman bending over in the next room. A very strong image of a naked womanl comes up in my head. I wake up with a jolt coming from down below. Luckily it was just being activated, but still amazing!

9.30: Fragment
My brother Morgan asks me alot of questions about my computer. What kind it is, how good it is etc. "Is my computer good enough for Call of Duty Black Ops?" he asks me. I tell him it's not.

11.00: Awesome LARP
I'm leaning against a wall, waiting for my turn on the LARP game going on to my left. It's a huge pit with different trenches, buildings and hills. A girl to my right is playing with a white mini helicopter. I take a look at what I'm holding. It's my weapons pack, and I open it up. There's a small black mini helicopter in there. I start playing around with it, trying to fly over people's heads. It keeps hitting me in the face, and it's almost impossible to control. I put it away, and grab my weapon. The ongoing game is about to end, and I can see several people in orange and purple clothing. The orange team is winning. A few asians are doing backflips.

The arena is cleared and it's my group's turn. A gong sounds and I jump the low wall lining the edge. I hit my crotch on it, but luckily it doesn't hurt at all. People scatter everywhere and I head for the nearest trench. The ground consists of dirt and the buildings are made out of wood. Everything's supposed to look like the medieval ages or something earlier. I enter the nearest building. Once inside, I spot another entrance, a table and a candle holder. My pulse is very high, and I can hear my own breathing. I try to relax, and draw my weapon. A matress.

"What the?" I think as I inspect the piece of matress. I figure it's for diverting attacks, and that I have to kick people to "kill" them. I jump up on a table and sits there for a minute or so. I realise that this is probably the worst place to sit. No one shows up, and so I leave the building. I run along a road, seeing no one. Two purple dressed people appear ahead. I have to think for a while before I realise they're my team mates. I run up to them.

Everything changes from 1st person to 3rd. We all run along a road, leading up in the mountains. The grass is green and it's not cold at all. The two guys both have horses, and I try to keep up with them. Just as I think they're going to disappear, a few more people appear. We all stop and talk for a while. I get on my mount, and ride ahead. This time I pull out my real weapon. A black, plastic scimitar. A few of the new guys have improved mounts, large fairytale creatures. I guess they have leveled up or something.

11.00: Fragments
*Someone comments on me having eleven dreams in one night. "That is insane" they say. Like I'm some kind of legend in real life.

*I watch myself in 3rd person. I stand on a hill in the sun. Between two huge skyscrapers. My back is more muscular than it should be, and I've got a tan. Also I'm covered in oil. The view changes to 1st person. I notice that I have a pair of black speedos on.

12.00: Playing ping pong
I'm about to enter an elevator. Monica tells me she wants to show me what she used to do for her ex. I get in and go to the next floor. She took the stairs. That's it. I get in again, and go to the top floor. There's a few pool tables there, and my friends G and Felix are there. We wait for our turn to play ping pong. Two guys are playing against eachother on two of the pooltables. I wonder why they don't use a real ping pong table. A few minutes pass, and we're just watching them.

They're done and asks if anyone wants to play. Felix tells them we want to, and they give us their stuff. I spot the original table and net next to a large bookshelf, and I tell them to go get it while I take a piss. I head for the elevator and go down a few floors. I enter my friend Henrik's friend Ted's appartment. There's a white drawer with a TV on it. I open one of the doors, and is about to pee in it. "Wait a second, why don't I just pee at the toilet?" I ask myself. I get ouf of his room, and enter the toilet instead. I start peeing.

Amount of sleep: 11 hours

Supplements before bed: 2 x Omega-3, 1 x Lucid Dreamer at WBTB

That's it! Sweet. Next time I'm going to DEILD. I HAVE to think about doing a RC. This is like the third time I get a FA and I'm sick of not being able to remain conscious. Also the twitching of the neck was on the left side. It's supposed to be on the right, and so it's a new SP sign!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Plans: Challenge one of the tournament tonight at the Hogwarts where I am a student with MoSh. It looks like I'll be working with Draco, though, since we're in the same house. MoSh will be working with Harry and Hermione since they're all in Gryffindor. This sucks.

Tour of the Castle
I am in a bedroom at Hogwarts and I'm not lucid. I really need to RC every time I'm in a bedroom that isn't my own... So I leave the bedroom and enter an office of some kind, there is a big ornate wooden desk, there isn't much in the room, it looks like it isn't in use right now. I look around for a bit, not sure what I'm supposed to be doing in there. I was still pondering that when there was a knock at the door, I open the door to reveal Professor McGonagall waiting at the door. I let her inside, she says she has come to help me get acquainted with the castle. So now I follow McGonagall down the hall. I notice there are two exits from the living area / office, one of them leads to the main hallway while the other leads directly to a classroom, it's the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. I follow McGonagall to the main hallway and then we go around the school, meeting an assortment of people. Filched greeted me with a grunt and a glare until I say he has an adorable kitty, after which I pick up a surprised Mrs. Norris and then give her cause to purr, and she purrs very loud indeed! I comment to Filch that I love anything feline, I am a hopeless cat lover. Mrs. Norris clearly likes me, so Filch soon calms down. He had been a bit upset when I had first scooped Mrs. Norris into my arms. McGonagall says we need to keep going, so I set Mrs. Norris down and follow McGonagall. We are seeing where all of the classrooms are, meeting all of the teachers and others that work there, for the most part I get a friendly welcome.

There are a couple people there who seem less than thrilled to see me. And those are actually people I have already met, I am sure of that. Somewhere along this tour I have become lucid, so I am now aware I am dreaming. Snape greets me with a grunt and a dirty look, I know he wanted to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. I am figuring he voted me in only because, when choosing between Umbridge and me, I am the obvious choice. Lucius is in the halls, I wonder how much time Lucius is at Hogwarts. As McGonagall is introducing me to people, she is saying the role they play at Hogwarts. It turns out the heads of the houses aren't the same as in the book. In fact, McGonagall introduces Arthur Weasley as the head of Gryffindor, I say I thought that was McGonagall. McGonagall says no, seems surprised, then says there would be far too much room for bias if the heads of the houses were also teachers. She says Snape would never flunk anyone in his house. She says Arthur Weasley is head of Gryffindor, Xenophilius Lovegood is head of Ravenclaw, I have never heard the name of the person who is head of Hufflepuff, and Lucius Malfoy is the head of Slytherin.

Speaking of Lucius Malfoy, McGonagall meet up with him in one of the halls. He doesn't seem too happy to see me, but at least he is making an effort to hide that. He McGonagall has something she needs to attend to, and she needs me to wait. Right there with Lucius? Don't take too long... So there I am in the hallway with Lucius, and it seems a bit awkward, so I just wait there silently while Lucius is giving me a strange look. While I am standing there thinking the situation rather sucks, someone even worse comes along. Dolores Umbridge comes along down the hall. She is still not pleased to see me, but it seems she is currently more angry a Lucius for some reason. She walks right over to Lucius and says she should curse him into next week for that trick. She says it took her hours to find the proper counter-curse to get rid of that obscenity from her forehead. I remember the word BITCH being tattooed on her face, I look to see if it is really gone. Lucius is also looking, he says it's good she cleared up that label... the word BITCH didn't properly describe Umbridge. I look and now the words UGLY BITCH are displayed on her forehead, glowing and changing color constantly. I say Lucius is right on this one, Umbridge's forehead looks much better now, then I turn away quickly because I think I might start laughing. McGonagall comes out of the room where she had gone, she looks at Umbridge and gasps. She is staring, all she can say is, "Dolores! Your face! It's..." I interrupt McGonagall and say her face sure does look a lot better. McGonagall is about to say something else when Umbridge takes a look at me, gives a huff, then says I shouldn't get too comfortable since I won't be at the school for long. She leaves in a huff. McGonagall makes no further attempt to stop her, but she does want to know who put it there. I say I didn't do it, but I think it was Q. Q has a sense of humor and would no doubt find that amusing. From the closed door of a women's restroom a bit farther up the hall comes, "Lucius Malfoy!!!" There are a few other sounds, then Umbridge comes out of the bathroom and storms over to Lucius. I notice that, unfortunately, her forehead is now clear of writing. Damn. She got rid of it. She points at her forehead and tells Lucius that she has countered how curse. As I am watching, however, the words DUMB UGLY BITCH appear on her forehead in neon pink. I snort a bit of laughter, turning it into a cough, though it still gets Umbridge's attention. She heads off in a huff again.

I follow McGonagall through the rest of the tour of the castle, though nothing more worth noting takes place. I am thinking it would be sooooo easy to get lost in there that it isn't even funny. I wonder how the students manage to find their classes at all. I guess it is something they get used to, but it seems the setup would lead to a lot of tardy first years, at least for a while. The tour ends back where we started, back in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. McGonagall says again that everyone, or most everyone, is glad to have me aboard. So don't pay any attention to Umbridge, she is all talk and there really is nothing she can do now that I have been voted in by a majority of the board members at Hogwarts. Speaking of Umbridge, she storms into the room and demands to know where Lucius Malfoy is, I see her forehead now sports only one word, and that is FUCKTARD. Q must have heard Tigress use that word. McGonagall says that is really immature, but she seems to be snickering a bit, too. I wonder what it will say next... I was fortunately able to wait until McGonagall left the room before I woke up.

Concert Shirt Swap
I am in a large room, it is an auditorium, and there are people coming into the room and taking seats, it looks like there is going to be a concert going on soon. I am thinking I somehow got in without a ticket, and I am hoping I don't get caught... because the ticket price is outrageously expensive, there's no way I could afford one. I am trying to remember who is playing, is it even worth that kind of money? Well, no matter, I got in free, so I'm happy. It turns out that they are even giving out free t-shirts, one of the employees gives me one, so I look at the shirt, and it displays the names of the bands to be playing. There are a couple opening acts I don't recognize, but the headlining groups are Metallica and Disturbed, awesome! I take my shirt off right there in front of everyone, not really being concerned about the people who are around me to see. I put on my shirt but then I realize I have a big hole in it! That really pissed me off, so I switched back to my own shirt. I look around and I see that some people have laid their shirts around, I figure I will make a swap. Bit when I try, someone calls me on it, I say I thought it was mine... Sorry. The music starts, it's Metallica playing, I am hoping I haven't missed Disturbed. Of course now the place is darker, so I am able to swap my shirt with another. Then I make my way towards the front of the crowd to get closer to the band. It's Metallica, but I don't recognize the songs.

A River Runs Through It
There is a river running through our yard, across the driveway, blocks the driveway. The water is rancid. Oil in it. Can't get out, worried about dogs... what if they drink this crap??? They can't reach. Not an issue. What if it erodes and grows wider? We need a bridge. Mom talking to my brother, John about the bridge. I follow the river to see where it comes from, can it be diverted? Somehow I become lucid... that's John! I don't want to lose him again... I hug him, I don't want to let him go, he wants to know what brought that on...

I am in my own bedroom, I get up off the bed and go out into the living room. I haven't been sleeping, I have been lying in there relaxing, but now I think it is time to get doing something. I go outside to get a bit of fresh air, but there is something weird about the yard. It takes me a bit to recognize what is wrong with the yard, but I finally see that there is a river running through it! I see my mother out there talking to someone, I go over to see what is going on, because I know there isn't supposed to be a river in the yard. The river flows across the driveway, so it is impossible to get our cars out of the driveway. I find it is my brother John that my mom is talking to, I also get a closer look at the water. The water is disgusting. There is a lot of oil and crap in the water, and it also smells bad. My mother is talking to John about leaving the river there and building a bridge... but why would she want to keep the river stench going through the yard?! I follow the river to the west to see if I can find out where the river is coming from and maybe it can be diverted. Somewhere as I'm following the river I become lucid, though I can't identify exactly where.

Now that I'm lucid I head back to where my mom is talking to John still, but now I realize it's a dream and that as soon as I wake up John will be gone again. This realization makes me sad, I miss my brother. I decide to take advantage of the time I have with him. I run over to John and I throw my arms around him in a great big bear hug. He seems a bit surprised, but he returns the hug. I keep hugging him, I really don't want to let go. It seems almost as if, by holding on to him tightly enough, I can pull him from the dream into waking life. Of course that isn't possible, but I hold on to him tightly just the same. I am still holding him when I wake up, and of course he isn't there.

Dream on Dec. 8, 2010. I only remember bits and pieces

I was on a journey with other people. We were in a plane, but it was not a normal plane, it was more like a platform that flew without any obvious means of propulsion. Below us was the sea, or perhaps a large lake, and very green hills that protruded from the dark water. On some of the larger land masses, there were picture perfect cottages, easter egg colors with white framing. Willows and other dainty trees grew as well as abundant gardens with roses and tulips. We landed, the platform becoming a deck. There was a marina, and passengers started getting off, moving to various boats. There were large boats, with engines, but I got in a group where there was only a small fishing boat with oars. I tried getting in, but each time I stepped in the boat, it would start sinking. Everyone else but myself and a stranger had left and we were trying to find a way to get in the boat without it sinking. Finally, a little fishing boat with an enginge appeared. It was being directed by a former colleague of mine, Will, from the SPCA. He irritably told us to get in, and the other few people in the boat moved over so we could clamber aboard. There was water in the bottom of the boat and I was concerned we would sink. However, we made it to the other dock, which was attached to vibrant green grass. There was a dirt walkway with granules of sand and rock and a wooden border. We walked up to a large, stucco covered building with a wooden awning with trellises that grew ivys. We walked inside, and I saw another former colleague, Brandon. Everyone was dressed in suits, it was a speech tournament. I remember looking at him and thinking I was going to tell him "Brandon, I had a dream about you!" Ironically enough, I was dreaming about him. Everyone was chattering, waiting for another round to start. I remember feeling as if I were invisible, wandering through this large hall, which seemed to be composed of only hallways. The floor looked like marble and there was old furniture. The hall seemed like it was being remodeled, there was large sheets of plastic sectioning off rooms.

Then I woke up

Well i just remember a few parts from this dream. I remember Standing in a long line of people from my school. I don't remember why we were standing in a long line though. After a while of standing, everyone just went their own way. I went with this girl that was next to me. We went to her car. On the right of her car was another car with out tires and broken glass. We were driving around, and i remember us talking about looking for a costume. We were driving from what seemed to be some type of swap meet. Then we ended up being on our own skateboards going through the swapmeet. On this sharp turn, the girl i was with fell down some stairs pretty bad. I got off my skateboard, and ran down to see if she was ok. She got up, rubbed the back of her head, and walked back up. I don't remember much what happened after, I think i was inside a big white room. What i do remember is being in some backyard. There were these shadows, that took people. I needed to either go through the backyard or get something i don't really remember, but the shadows were preventing me from doing whatever i had to do. I don't remember much about this part, but me and some other guy found out that the shadows didn't like light. So me and him grabbed a flash light. We were going to fight them. We went further in the "backyard" and a shadow came up, I shined a light torwards it, and it turned a different direction, It wasn't a shadow, they were black dogs. I grabbed an electric guitar with one hand and swung it at a dog that was blinded by the light. I chased another dog down, but it squeezed in through this tiny hole in the gate. (even though it was a huge dog). After that i remember trying to escape the back yard, i tried going in the way i came from, But i don't really remember, but Homer Simpsons dad, (Gramps) was wearing a police uniform looking for me. Telling me to come out from where i was hiding. I simply went to the other side of the fence and jumped over, and ran through this quiet neighborhood. That's all i remember. (I just remembered this part from the beginning of the dream, i was walking with about 2 more friends, and several feet in front of us was the girl i loved [in real life i don't know her but i have this sort of "soul mate" feeling towards her] My friends started talking about her, about the way she looked, and the things they'll do to her. That got me really mad. I didn't say anything in the dream though.) i just thought that could be important to remember.

Well.
I woke up after about 4 hours of sleep, and remembered only what felt like 2 minutes in the dream. (Maybe the start of REM?)

The dream starts when I drive from a little side road onto the main road in my little town.
At first, I see a girl I that used to be a class mate 3 years ago, who crosses the road as I turn in the other direction.
A few seconds later, I see a blue police car idleing on another side road, and starts to pursue me.
I panic a bit, as I know I have been smoking weed (Dont remember it tho (But about 80% of the time I meet one Real Life, I have been smoking|I Know Its Not Clever|) ). -
The P car switched on the sirene and the 'blue light', and started to speak to me over the speaker, just as I'm about to enter a "Round circle in the middle, and 4 roads forming a cross (Dont now the term, tho)".
They said they noted me for too fast speed, and I quietly puts on my seat belt while I hope they dont see it.
They told me that I'm a clever guy, and I'll choose to do the right thing.
I fail at turning right in the 4-way cross, and have to reverse and almost hit another car. The police men told me to be carefull, and I point my fingers at me eyes, and at the car, as I have seen it already, and knew what I did.
In the other car I almost hit, was on old man with grey hair and a long beard. (They think its a woman, Lol).
I pull in to the side of the road (Next to a discount supermarket), and the next thing I remember is being at home, ready to go to sleep, while I can hear my sister in the room next door (She moved out a couple of months ago, tho).

The next dream I remember after going back to sleep is me and a friend driving Again!! with a caravan attached.
We drive a down a little road, and its stops at a house with a Very angry man, who tells me to get the hell away.
We stop about 2 minutes later, and enter the caravan. Inside, it's the size of a big house, and has everything you would ever have to use. (All I remember)

I am in a museum or a zoo, that holds lots of weird animals. I am together with someone. We fight some of these animals and gain power-ups and shit. It gets harder and harder

#2

I am on a quest with some people from my school and some new DCs. We have been many places, constantly wandering and fighting. We were generally breezing through, and collected various artifacts and power-ups. Towards the end, we are wandering around some snowy plains. I think everything goes too slowly, so I move on a head, and find a shortcut through the spiral-shaped area by simply jumping down to the lower leve. I start meeting resistance, winther warriors. They are all very eak: old or injured. I fight tem and take them out, just wanting to clear he area so I get peace, but a new one keeps bumping into me just before the place is clear. I end up just running around, causing a havoc, because this is so easy. I find this bird/ostricht like anial thing and jump ontop of it and hold on while
It runs around. I can now see to the higher levels of the plain and wave and yell to the rest of my party, who haven’t been in nearly as big a wreck yet. One of them sees it and tells the others. In the end, we start retreating because this was apparently the wrong way to go. I take te bird with me, carrying it. While we are leaving, one of the winther-people come up. The entire party turns around when she does, led by the leader. I go up to her “you want this back?” “Yes” “Sorry, I don’t know why I thought I ad the right to..” “yeah”. The reason I thought I had the right to… was that once again it all felt like a video game. But I give her the bird and she throws this thing so it lands in my hand, even though I didn’t hold my hand up. It was a little square object, looking like a fruit or a candy. It was pink and had certain holds and patterns in it. The other people told me what its name was, something incromprhensible, and said that it was th e biggest and ugliest type of such they had ever seen.

#3

I am at home, doing homework with a girl from class I generally don’t have much to do with. It takes us ages to finish one assignment. I get frustrated, but don’t know if it is her fault. She takes a bath later on. I am only wearing pyjamas. I go around looking out of the windows. My flat is completely dark in the dream for some reason.

Basketball Fragment
Something about basketball. Coworkers play on a team against real pros. I am surprised that the lazy slobs at my office could be any good at basketball. Apparently, one of the coaches is a girl and she is really good at studying other teams and developing plays that find holes in their defense. Another guy I recognize plays as a forward, which I think is weird because he isn't very tall.

attempted to WILD but instead found myself in this DILD

A Small Room
Method DILD (absurdity)
Lucidity C
Vividness B
Control C
1145: Not much happened in this dream but I recall a lot of detail so my description seems long. I am sitting at a computer, typing. (Funny, that's exactly what I'm doing right now IWL as I type this. But I digress...) So in the dream, I'm sitting at an old computer with an old DOS-like terminal screen and an old clunky keyboard. I am in the middle of typing something when I decided test how fast I can type. I pause and think to type "The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog." Then I try to type as fast as I can, but really I'm just mashing the keyboard. I have a moment of self-awareness: Wait, why am I doing this? This is silly. Oh, I'm dreaming.

I am lucid. I stand up and turn around to get a sense of where I am. I am in a small room with no windows. It's lit by one small light bulb. There are two small desks with chairs that take up almost the whole room. Overall, it seems like a large closet or small attic space that was converted into a home office. At one end of the room, the ceiling is sloped which to me suggests I'm on the top floor of a house with a sloped roof. This remind me a bit of the closet in the bedroom of my old SAV house. But otherwise, the room is unfamiliar to me.

I weakly recall that my plan was just to remain lucid and maintain self-control. At this moment, I feel a wave of sensation from my physical body and the dream starts to become unstable. I try to remain calm and focus my vision on the room to anchor myself back in the dream. I rub my hands and things feel okay for now. I take a step toward the wall and touch it with my right hand. It is a very typical wall: drywall with white paint. It is slightly rough to the touch and so realistic and that gets me a little excited. I marvel at how such a mundane activity in waking life can be so interesting in a dream. I run my hand along the wall for about 15 seconds.

Now I turn to the other desk in the room and notice the chair. It's a very small office chair on castor wheels, like the one I keep in my utility closet. I pull it out to sit down. For some reason, the idea off sitting down in a chair with create deliberateness and awareness appeals to me as a lucid task. This seems like the behavior of a playful person who is drunk or high. ("Oh dude! Check out this chair, man! I really want to sit in it!") So yeah. I start to sit down but then I feel another wave of sensation from my physical body. I am slowly pulled out of the dream and wake up.

1. - This is my first experience with Lucid Dreaming, and I guess its about 6-8 years since I had it.
I remember me and my sister on a small road near our house.
We see 2+ police cars pulling over, and running into a class mate of mine's house (Actually he live's at the other side of town - Real life).
I get shocked and ask my sister what he could have done wrong.
She simply answers 'It's just a dream, he didnt do anything'. Shes my big sister, and of course I believed her.
In a second the police officers were gone, and I dont remember what happened next.

2. - This is maybe 4-5 years ago, I had the same dream 5-6+ times duing a couple of weeks.
The setup was my old pre school mixed with the actual school.
2 class mates, an unknown and me are running towards a security room, in wich there is a radar.
(In the previous dreams I remember T-rex and other various dinosaurs (I was a big fan as a child))
In the very last dream <-- this dream, I remember the unknows guy (Blond albino like kid) - Telling me he doesn't want to go the the security room. I ask him why he doesnt want to be safe there, and I simply answers me(Like my sister did) - That I'm dreaming, and last time he died after I woke up :/

I really doenst remember the 3rd. Other than I know I was told that I was dreaming, once again

Well. Again the only thing I can remember is just a little fragment of the whole dream.
I'm driving with a friend of mine, just as we were last night (The same night this dream accured - But real life)
We're just talking and chilling while driving in the snow, but suddenly we get chased by a very aggresive car, whom I have no idea who is driving.

<-- I had a dream earlier too, but due to too early activity I forgot that almost immediately

I guess I have to mention this first, as I find it pretty important.
I've been a daily user of marjiuanna for the past 2 years, but due to unimployment and brokeness, its at a minimum at this time - Wich I find a good thing, as i VERY rarely remember my dreams while I have been smoking in the night time.

Well. My memory of the dream starts as I'm at the ocean preparing my mothers ashes. (I got the feeling she'd be buried at sea).
Around me is my closest family, friends and my MOTHER? (Can't believe this didnt ring a little bell).
- This is about it. At least what I remember of it.

The next dream is also just a fragment.
I remember walking into a Big building with many windows, and electrical stairs.
(After waiking up, I remember this place, as I've been there in the dream world Many times in various dreams.

I really can't believe I didn't see any of the above as obvious signs of dreaming.

Gotta work with RC's and Dream recalling.

After almost a whole night's sleep, I woke up from quite a long dream that I recalled almost every moment of. So I quickly grabbed my dream journal as I know I would begin to quickly forget.

After about 10 mins of writing I thought I might as well try to sleep some more even though I felt wide awake, all the more likely to be lucid right?

And what happened!? I attained lucidity for the first intentional time. Now I'm not overly excited as it was a very low awareness level, but I did 3 reality checks, holding my breath, finger through hand, and flicking light switches, the light switches being the only one to confirm I was sleeping.

Now I know my awareness level was very low because I was unable to have any dream control, and was still fearful of the man banging at my home's front door, and on top of all that, had the first false awakening I can recall, obviously meaning I lost all lucidity.

But I'm still excited!!! All downhill from here right?

My lazy ass took too long to wake up and reach for my dream journal that I decided I couldn't even remember enough to try and write out the dream's story line, but I did mark the date of my first intentional fleeting lucid dream.

Thanks for your help DV!!

Here's what I do remember from last night's imaginary ventures:

1. There were twisters... In a house. Apparently they were lethal enough to kill since everybody hid from them. Surprisingly it reminds me of one of the earliest memories I have. I saw little twisters flying all over my room and one of them had glasses and big bulging eyes. He spoke like the guy from unsolved mysteries and it made me scream (I believe this was from around age 2 or earlier, considering I was in a crib).

2. Some of the people from my public speaking class were there, though I can't quite remember what they were doing.

3. I met this mean woman. I believe she was my friend at first, but she ended up killing somebody and basically taking me as a secret hostage in her SUV. I remember this woman was distinctly African American, which is probably the first I imagined up. Either way, the police pulled us over and I discreetly managed to tell the elderly cop (also made up) that she had killed somebody and would probably kill me. He managed to arrest her and I was able to drive the vehicle... Somewhere. I guess it was home in my dream.

4. And then I remember pink stuffed animals. No idea what significance they held or why they were there...

And that's it. Last time I had a hard time remembering the last part of my dream, and this time I can't recall how it started out. But at least I'm remembering them.

★★★★☆

12/07/10

The vibrant old neighbourhood straddles the line between dilapidation and gentrification. Places like this have colour and character completely unlike the sterility of the suburbs. Walking down the street, taking in the brightly coloured fall leaves on the unkempt lawns, you know that this is a place people consider home.

It's dead now. Shadows gather where they shouldn't beneath a cloudless blue sky. Trees whisper with the cold wind, and the world seems to be holding its breath, waiting.

Utterly boring, I decide, as I stare out the window of the second floor of an old house. I'm watching the shadows dance across the vinyl walls of a building across the alley, and I know that I'm being watched in turn. If I make a mistake, one small misstep, they'll attack.

I'm wondering what that step would be, because I'd really like to get it over with.

I see movement in the corner of my eye, and I carefully ignore it. Every light in the house is on, and they don't so much as flicker. I let out a breath, close my eyes.

He asked me to marry him. There will be a wedding on Friday, and I'm a friend, and isn't it terrible what happened to his fiancee?

A blade cuts through the air where my neck was. I'm halfway across the room in that instant, flickering through the shadow-world, disappearing and reappearing between blinks of an eye.

The shadows coalesce into a lizard scuttling across the walls, held in place by the rules of gravity that don't apply to them. It leaps from the far wall to the ceiling above me, strikes at me with its scythe-like tail and shrieks.

And I stand there, waiting. I will not be intimidated.

Shadows. Scare Factor: 3.

Note: There were several more dreams, but I don't remember them in extreme detail, so I am posting my fragmented memories here as one posting.

The Path Less Taken
I am at Hogwarts, but I am not lucid. I am with Draco in the same room where we were planning out ideas for getting through the first challenge, I see the map laid out on the table with the figures Draco placed still on it, they are pacing around a bit as if rather bored. Draco himself is pacing a bit, he seems agitated about something, so I ask him what is bothering him. He says he doesn't see the point of having a challenge where we can't use magic, it is supposed to be, after all, a wizard tournament… not a muggle tournament… I tell him I don't really know the reason for this challenge, but it is part of the tournament, so we have to get passed it before we can continue to the other challenges. I look at the map again, looking at the different routes through the obstacles. One obstacle is to cross over a deep ravine, or the contestants can use a nice bridge over the ravine and meet up with flying enemies there… Another obstacle takes the form of a sheer wall, there are two ways to get past, but they are both hidden… one is a way up and over, the other is a way down and under, the locations are marked on the map with a couple of Draco's markers. There is a dense forest that is specifically designed to get people lost inside it. There is once again an easy way to navigate the forest, but there are enemies set up along it. One obstacle is a rushing river that empties into a wide lake, there is a bridge, which is blocked by enemies. Parts of the course would require crossing the rapids, or crossing the lake, or there is a shortcut to be taken by riding the rapids, then taking the right fork that comes just before the lake. I am looking at the map like I would a video game layout, deciding what would be the best choice of routes to take.

While I am looking at the map and Draco seems to be talking to himself, the door to the room creaks open… both Draco and I stop to look over at it. A cute little fox comes into the room, then actually leans up against the door to push it closed behind it. The fox comes over to me and rubs around my legs until I pick him up and start petting him. Draco is staring at this, he asks me what that is all about, why is that thing in here? I tell him he had better be nice to the fox, he responds by saying he doesn't care about any dumb old fox, I can keep it as a pet for all he cares. Draco keeps talking about ways to make sure we win, but I am more distracted by the fox now, who is definitely pushy for attention. He wants to be petted, scratched, hugged, cuddled… so I am doing all of that to make the fox happy, and I am rewarded with a purr. I finally tell Draco to calm down, we will make it through the obstacle course, the first challenge will hardly prove to be a challenge at all. He asks if I have any experience without using magic, I say actually, I do, and none of the routes on the map look like something we can't handle. My suggested path is to go the hard way over the ravine, all we would need is a couple lengths of rope, then through the forest, I have an excellent sense of direction, and over the wall, he already had the locations of the hidden ways through… so face the obstacles instead of the enemies, since enemies are much easier to handle with magic. I wonder if an item such as Witchblade would count as magic… well, I'm sure they couldn’t trace the Witchblade like they could spells in use… I would have to find that out.

A Job Search
I am in a strange room, it is rather dark and a bit on the creepy side, I am sitting in a chair facing a long table at one end of the room. There are quite a few people sitting at the table, all of them have their attention focused on me, and I am finding that to be a bit awkward, I wonder why they are all looking at me. As my eyes adjust to the dim light, however, I see that I recognize several of them. Right in the middle of the group is Albus Dumbledore from the Harry Potter series. To his right is Professor McGonagall, beside her is Professor Sprout, then a couple people I don't recognize. To Dumbledore's left I see Professor Snape, next to him is Professor Flitwick, whom I can barely see over the table. Beside Flitwick is someone who makes my stomach churn, I feel like I might puke right in front of everyone, it's Professor Umbridge… and Flitwick does not look pleased with the seating arrangements, he is scooted as close to Snape as he can get without being overly obvious. On the other side of Flitwick is Lucius Malfoy, who has a look on his face that suggests he is smelling something foul… and he is also sitting as far from Umbridge as the table will allow, and he doesn't seem to care about being overly obvious. There is a good three feet between Umbridge and Lucius, and Lucius is crammed into the last foot of space available at the end of the table. Umbridge appears completely oblivious as to the reactions of those around her, either not noticing, or choosing not to notice.

Dumbledore is the first to speak, he says we all know why we are here, but I haven't got a clue why I'm here… He says he has found a candidate for Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, referred to him by an old acquaintance. From behind Dumbledore, Q steps forward to be seen. Q pinches his nose and points at Umbridge, miming that she stinks like something rancid. Then he mimes to me that I should pinch my nose… but I can't smell Umbridge from this far away, so I'm not sure why I would do that. Dumbledore says all of them have had a chance to review my credentials, which Q has so kindly supplied, so if there are no further questions, they would have their vote now. If the majority agree, then I am their new Defense Against the Dark Arts instructor. Umbridge jumps to her feet and says absolutely not, she has never heard of such a thing, Dumbledore should know very well that the ministry would assign a new instructor. Dumbledore stopped her and corrected her, that if he was unable to find a qualified candidate in the allotted time the ministry would assign a teacher, but since he had found someone in the allotted time… Umbridge huffs a few times, paces back and forth behind her chair, huffs a couple more times, then Dumbledore asks her, in a polite but firm manner, to sit down. A couple of them, Snape and McGonagall actually agree here, want to see that I can do defensive spells, the choice is finally made that I should summon a patronus since that will defend against evil energies such as dementors. So I summon my patronus after finding a wand in my pocket, and it is a beautiful white panther. Lucius wants to know why he has never heard of the 'Knight' family before, Dumbledore says I come from a distant land, but Q has given assurances that there has never been a relative of Raven Knight who was not a powerful witch or wizard, including a daughter who is being home taught. I am thinking I don't know of any relatives of Raven Knight…

They finally have a vote, everyone raises their hand to vote me in except Lucius and Umbridge. Perhapes not wanting to be siding with the likes of Umbridge, Lucius finally raises his hand to vote yes. Umbridge sternly refuses to do so, instead she sits in her seat and huffs a few more times. Dumbledore said that the decision is made, he welcomes me to the staff of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. More loud huffs come from Umbridge. I see Q do something, and when I see Umbridge's face next time, the word BITCH is tattooed on her forehead. I have a hard time not laughing in her face, as she says she won't stand for this, and will have me removed immediately, all the while the word BITCH is changing colors on her forehead, it is actually glowing. Lucius has spotted that now, he is openly staring at Umbridge, who finally asks him what he is looking at. Lucius says he sees nothing unusual, but he sees that the truth has come to light in a surprisingly obvious way. The word BITCH flashes blue, then green, then red… Lucius gives me a strange look, welcomes me but doesn't sound like he entirely means it, then leaves. McGonagall sees the word on Umbridge's forehead and steps back in shock… "Delores!" she says, "What is that on your forehead?!" Umbridge looks at McGonagall strangely, then summons up a mirror and sees the word for herself. She curses under her breath at Lucius, apparently thinking he had done it, then storms off, huffing all the way out. The others all give me a warm welcome, saying to come back any time in the next week, and they will set me up with a room in the castle. I realize one of the people I hadn't recognized at first is Arthur Weasley… I am surprised I didn't spot him right away…