dream fragment

1: Frag- I was with two characters from a book(dont know what book) one was quiet and only mumbled gibberish and the other was a rebellious loud mouth. We had to crash together in a cabin, in sleeping bags. I remember one female DV who was fit but bald and she was 100% full of herself and snobby but we got along fine.
:shrug:

2: I went to a live show that Jenn put on, she bought the place and organized shows there that were freakshow / burlesque. I waited for the intro and when the girls introduced Jenn i waved at her, she pointed at me and one of the dancers showed me upstairs to wait for her. I was dressed in sexy gothic clothes and had extreme shoes on, and the stairway was tiny and had very awkward stairs. I got up and sat on a couch to wait, and the next thing i remember is sitting in Jenn's lap. Dont remember much else, woke up shortly after.

3: I found Akono, it was a pretty short frag of us slow-mo walking towards each other in a grey room when we got close i gave him a kiss and he held me until i woke up. :3

4: I found out all my family were kinda like wizards. The dream took place in my friend's house down the street from my old house, it was kinda like a haven for my family and some outrageous gay group whom all had AIDS. Everyone looked really exaggerated and i knew i was the closest to one random DC cousin who i had a weird bond with. We held a ceremony to announce who had the strongest powers out of our clan. I didnt know until we were done that i had no power at all.

5: Frag- Last dream i had, i was chillin with Moose. We were walking around a building in a country setting and we sat on some muskoka chairs and talked until i woke up. I dont remember our conversations tho.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

01:00 GMT

Wrathful deities
A chase, confrontation with some wrathful deities. I escape some place through a narrow window and deliver something to someone.
(...)

05:35 GMT
Cookies and kids
One of my last days on some very nice sunny city. It’s already end of the day and when passing a street I find this amazing bakery selling traditional pastry from this country/city. There is a lady baking the cookies on some open kitchen and selling them directly to the passer-by. Because these cookies are so famous, you have to get a numbered ticket and wait ages for your turn. I see my number and the amount of people waiting and I decide it’s not worth it, but then the baker tells all the other people to wait because she will take my order first. Really? Why? The other customers are not happy about it... It’s really hard to choose the best cakes and cookies so I ask for two of each, hoping they will still be ok in a few days when I get back home. Some cookies are still being baked and I have to wait a bit. Meanwhile I am allowed to enter the kitchen and I start talking to some ladies working there and I help them with some tiding up of the place. They have some old food in the fridge and I throw it away. Then they kick me out, because apparently they have to bake a huge load of cookies for a kid’s excursion next day.
On the next day me and my BF join this excursion and help take care of the kids. We go in groups in vans and we stop at a parking lot in front of the ocean. The kids are being taken to the beach. For a brief moment I wonder how we got into this? I don’t feel like taking care of dozens of kids all day. I then have this underlying feeling that I’m not obliged to actually do it – I’m half aware this is a dream - so I turn around to see what else is there to do. I see a green hill with a zig zag earthen path going up, flanked by Buddha’s statues of different sizes. I tell my BF “Let’s go there:”, but he won’t turn his back on the kids, because he doesn’t have this intuition it’s a dream. Divided between two dreams, I wake up.

08:00 GMT

Buddha is a teenager in blue jeans
At some bookshop I see a magazine, like Times, with a cover story on Tibetan Buddhism and it has pages and pages with amazing photos of teachers and famous practitioners and incredible Himalayan landscapes. I so want to buy it. On the cover it says £2, but I ask the cashier how much it costs in EUR. She tells me it’s 8000 something EUR and I LMAO. I ask “Are you nuts? It’s like 2.5 EUR.” And she replies that it’s not a simple conversion of prices, there are taxes and whatever. I still say “Are you aware of how much is 8000 EUR? Even if you’d say 8 EUR, it would be too expensive! Can you please just pass the mag under your bar code scanner to check the price?” But she says no and that she will call a colleague to ask. I’m about to give up. She comes back and tells me “If you come after 20h, when we’re closing, we can make a 50% discount on the mag, it would only cost 4000 EUR”. I say nevermind and start realizing this must be a dream.
Then the store becomes a bus and I think “Hum, why don’t I just materialize a lot of cash to pay for the stupid mag, just for fun?”, so I visualize I put my hand in my pocket and come out with 10000 EUR in cash. There’s someone by my side, not sure if still the same lady, surprised that I can do that and I say “Oh yeah, it’s just dream money. How much do you want? Just say it and I’ll make it appear.” But then my pockets are also filled with crumbles from cookies and lots of dirt. I empty them to find out what more is there, but then realize I’m wasting my precious lucid time. As I walk to the front of the bus I throw everything on the floor – money, magazine, bag, even a coat and I feel so light. The bus driver doesn’t know what I want to do, I smile and I cross the windshield – he and other passengers freak out. I lift of and fly high to see where I am. I see a road ahead of me, flanked by houses, up above a beautiful blue sky, down below a sea or a lake to my left and green hills to my right. I see a gate for what seems to be an amazing property with a park and decide it’s a good place to sit and meditate. But when I arrive there I see families with noisy kids all around. Oh well, I’ll have to endure. I look for a green spot to sit, but then all of the ground is muddy and uninviting. I recall my need not to drift or feel discouraged. I focus on the Buddha. I don’t visualize the Buddha image, but I sense Buddha’s presence and hold on to it. Then I find a covered passageway between two houses and in the middle of it there’s an amazing tower-like covered veranda with a central low pedestal with a base to sit on which is perfect. I sit there and it has a view over the whole park and the sea in the distance. The sun is setting and beautiful golden shades reflect on the water. But I realise all this is also distraction and as I am getting lost on it, I feel myself waking up. I hold on to the dream and I slide back in. I try to visualize the Buddha, but it’s not working. I feel myself waking up again, but I still hold on and slide back in. This time in front of me is my black kitten hugging another yellow kitten and I find it extremely sweet, but remember I must stay focused. Not trying to visualize the Buddha anymore, I instead try to just feel the Buddha’s presence more strongly. I do and then imagine that this presence becomes a ball of light that enters my body through my crown chakra. I feel a very powerful effect, like a force field around my head. I start to hover, feeling this amazing radiant light coming out of my chest, but then I see again all these people on the park, playing ball and whatever and this slight distraction was enough to call it off. I start to wake up again but slide back in one last time. Now I try again to really see the Buddha, so I summon the Buddha and wish that he is there on my back when I turn around. I turn around and there’s this round faced oriental looking teenager, who looks just like a Buddha, but he is wearing jeans and a checkered shirt. He looks just like he is just another kid in the park, but very lonely. He looks bored and just sits on a tree log watching the others playing. I’m like “WTF? Not what I had in mind.” The sun is setting and people are then leaving the park. Some lady comes with a couple of other teenagers and tells them to keep the Buddha-boy company. They look extremely bored by that, they don’t feel like baby-sitting. But then the Buddha-boy tells them not to worry, because he won’t be any burden to them. He’ll either stay quiet if they want or just be as interesting as they want. The other kids feel bad for their first reaction, ‘cause they feel he is actually not that lame and they tell him they are actually not that cool to hang around either. Then the Buddha-boy says “Then I’m sure we’ll get along, ‘cause I am myself a dick.” And they all laugh. I watch them leaving and I wake up.

9:15 GMT

Two nights- don't remember any dreams except one tiny fragment. We are holidaying out of town- different eat and sleep patterns so that's probably why I don't remember anything.

In which I cook Thanksgiving dinner...

I'm rolling out dough for a pie. When I get a nice, flat layer, I pull out a basket of tin cookie cutters. They are shaped like zoo animals, and I cut the pie dough up into animal shapes.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a few fragments the other day, but I couldn't write them down since I was out last night with work. I am going away this weekend, and will be back on monday. Didn't dream anything last night.

05.15: Fragments
*I'm at work and me and Stefan walk around and chew gums. I keep spitting mine out and taking new ones. It's a long dream and I do this alot.

*I'm at a party. A half naked chick positions herself on the couch next to me and she wants to have sex with everyone at the same time. I walk out on the balcony and somehow I become Sheldon from the Big Bang Theory. I count all the footsteps below and calculate something.

*At work again. I'm looking for a new helmet, and I find one. It's advanced and can be like, changed by pulling and twisting.

Amount of sleep: 6 hours

Supplements before bed: 2 x Omega-3

That's it! Cya!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Last night my dream started off with me in the lunchroom then into fourth period (as usual) then I was out in the middle of some field and an airplane was on fire and I was trying to call people. THEN I’m in some ghetto neighbourhood and I open the door to some house and see a kid I know pressin’ buttons then I close the door, turn around, and Lil Wayne is shouting at me for looking in the house. Then Kat Williams gets shot. I run away, and suddenly I’m at my old elementary school. Apparently, the rappers were going to have a meeting there that was going to end in MURDER. So I hid and some short guy came up to me but I was like “Nah brah” and jumped up and ended up in some huge city but I could fly/jump really high so I did and ended up in some date with some indie hipster kid that wore Christmas sweaters in July.
Also, before that I don't remember what house I was in but I was sitting with some guy I know but that's all I remember from that one.

26.11.2010

Local Show (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was a little kid starring in a local TV Series, but somehow I'm able to feel the true feelings of the kid, and not just acting it out.

Fragments:
- The show is about this legendary person who sells soup buns.
- The mother of my character was having dinner with a group of people (actors and actresses in real life)
- I turned to my 6 year old (older) brother next to me and asked, "...When is Daddy coming home?" My brother said he didn't know and asked a big brother eating at a table to bring him out to eat, leaving me behind.

26.11.2010

Porn Movie? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I actually remembered this dream quite clearly, but I thought I would hold on to the memory and so I drift off to another dream, but clearly it distorted the memory.

- starring in a porn movie, something about the second video
- accidentally sending the movie to BL (my previous crush), so I was getting flustered about it. Apparently he pleaded with me to stop doing this, and I demanded a reason from him why. The dream ended with a, "Because I still love you."

I woke up, relieved.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

23:00 GMT

Sliding
I’m walking on a very tall inclined ramp, which is supposed to be some kind of viaduct, but the cars on it just start to slide down, due to inclination. I was going up, but then I’m really curious with this, because the cars then become people, pigs and kittens and they are all sliding down this ramp.
At the end of the ramp, there’s only a concrete floor, so I watch animals and people falling painfully on the ground and I feel sorry for them. I also slip but I can fly, so I land very graciously. Down around the ramp are people sitting on chairs just watching these other people falling. I wonder what is this horrible show about. A girl then explains to the people present that this used to be a popular anti-gay sport. (What??) She explained only the very manly men would have the guts to slide down this enormous ramp to land on this hard floor to prove they were really though. But now people use it as an equality celebration, so boys, old ladies, little girls with their kittens, everybody takes the slide and slams down on the ground. How ridiculous!

Confrontation with a dark lord (incomplete)
I enter a town. I’m walking down a deserted street which reminds me of Lisbon downtown but more medieval. Then I see my reflection on some window and realise I also look medieval, with long straight hair and tiny braids. I make a U-turn at the end of the street and I see two bad looking guys coming in my direction. I feel threatened so I decide to fly away, but instead of just flying away, a machine materializes under my feet as I think about flying, like two metallic steps that hover and fly me away extremely fast. I reach the centre of the town and hover among loads of people who walk peacefully under some arcades. They look surprised with my gadget. Too surprised actually, so I decide to step down from it. But then some guy bumps into me violently and drags me accidentally to inside a tavern and we fall on the floor and my machine gets all broken into pieces. He his very sorry and offers to help me. Pays me some drink and we sit on the back table trying to put the pieces together. As we try to fix it I realise the pieces don’t match and are increasing in numbers. Then I have a huge déjà vu and tell him ”We’ve been here before, doing exactly this!”. He asks me “Like time travel?” and I say “I remember being on this situation with you before and at that time we got stuck on it endlessly. This is a distraction maneuver, the machine will never be fixed. I must go.” So I left.
(gap)
I end up in the middle of a group who’s throwing a banquet. They hand me over some plate and I decide to join in. It’s kind of outside gathering on a garden but prolonging indoors. I check some table inside with some food and I choose to take an omelette, some pasta, green cubes, some weird pinkish translucent steak-like thing and lots of sauce.
Back outside I sense a strong darkness, I look up and I see him. He sits on a high throne overlooking the guests. He is all dressed in black and has long black hair. He reminds me of Severus Snape, but in a younger, scarier yet much more attractive figure... I sense his mind control over people, so I do a kind of voodoo thing to escape his control, by visualizing the food I’m eating as himself: as I eat it (him), I gain control over him or at least he loses control over me. But I am not sure if it works. Then I’m called to his presence and when close to his throne he says there’s a cup of dessert which was specially kept aside for me. Others are looking jealous and seem about to eat my dessert if I don’t pick it up fast, but I wonder if it really is a privilege or if it’s poisoned.
(gap)
Then I am chasing him around the town, but he can also fly and teleport so I lose track of him. I reach an internal square patio and I see an open door to a building. I sense that he went inside, so I enter and I see this long corridor. It’s crowded with young people, like a university and I have trouble getting across.

Then frustration, because I can't recall the end....

6:00 GMT

Did not have a good nights sleep last night, but I am surprised that I remembered this much.

I found myself in-front of a bar and went to sit down, “vodka and coke” I said to the barman it must of been a classy bar because he had a waste coat and a bow tie on, I looked to my left, there were two businessmen drinking something similar, one of the men looked like a boss from my past whom I never really got along with. I started drinking my vodka and coke and continued watching both men, they were having a drinking competition. I finished my drink and was about to leave when a cute girl came in on my right I know she was cute but I cant remember her face, there were a few bottles of alcohol on my right on the wall over hanging the bar table. The girl leaned over and helped herself filling a glass up with vodka and gave it to me with a smile...

...next I was in front of a some technician with a pile of keyboards on her desk. Each keyboard had a note stuck on the back of it to explain the stupid reason why some people throw away their computers. Each keyboard seemed to represent a computer and the tech was sorting out which ones could be salvaged and which ones could be thrown away...

...Suddenly I'm sitting next to someone else, a 50 year old chubby red head with short curly hair, she tells me she'll show me how she works, she doesn't show me much and doesn't seem to be interested in me or her work, leaving me behind to go and chat with someone in the other office. I'm then joined by a man in his late teens to mid 20s, wearing a tracksuit, he has a buzz cut, he seems short tempered but looks to be in the same situation as I am in. I look at the womens computer monitor, looks like DOS is running. I wonder what version it is, so I restart the computer. On Boot screen on the upper left hand corner a 16 bit image of a smiling Steve Urkel appears(knew the face, had to look up the name), I start laughing, and said to the guy next me “Yes its definitely MS DOS”, another office worker disproves of my behavior, I only know this because the guy next to me shouted at her with “do you have a problem!”. I stop laughing...

...I'm walking along some town street with someone on my left. There's a game shop on my right, I'm not interested in gaming anymore but go in to have a look, the shop has a spacious layout all the stock is on shelving against the walls there is nothing on the shop floor. I look around, found one thing that might interest me but I put it back. I turn to leave... A few girls in their 20s come in dressed in what I can best describe as body suits, as if they have just been to some Sci-fi convention, sadly the dream ends there.

#1: Eu estava na minha escola de música, em uma sala onde a parede é composta por portas de vidro, e da para ver a rua.
Eu provavelmente estava tocando violino, quando minha ex namorada passou na calçada com uma bicicleta branca, da esquerda para a direita. Após um tempo, ela voltou no sentido oposto. Parecia que ela estava querendo ficar por perto. Ela parou e me disse algumas coisas (que não me lembro), e saiu para a direita denovo. Quando encostei o rosto no vidro para tentar ver para onde ela foi, ela estava voltando, dessa vez com um skate. Se eu não me engano, ela caiu no chão bem na minha frente, mas já não consigo me lembrar direito.

#2: Eu estava em um carro, junto com S. Paulo e Pedro (violino), no estacionamento do colégio São José.
Lembro que eu e Pedro tinhamos ido para um lado, e S. Paulo para outro. Nisso, conversamos cobre as aulas, as dificuldades, etc. Lembro-me que Pedro estava falando algumas coisas sem sentido, como que ele assinou um contrato que faria mais de 160 horas de aula de matemática... por dia. Estávamos voltando para o carro. Fui pegar alguma coisa na mochila, mas só haviam os meus cadernos de desenho. S. Paulo voltou e viu um homem em outro carro. Ele pediu os documentos do homem, assim como o homem pediu os dele.

I had many more dreams but didn't write them down.

fragment
0641: Old high school friend talking to her friend about a facebook beauty contest for "Asymmetric Sexy". Something about Facebook numbers.

fragment
I work for Frank, who manages a local theater. There's a band playing a concert. Frank tells me to ask the crew if they can work again tomorrow. The band wanted to play early but the theater is only available later.

fragment
False awakening with a headache. Justin is here and he also has a headache. I go to the kitchen to get us both a glass of ice water. Talk about how the ice was made with tap water and has a bitter taste.

School Randomness
0811: In high school at lunch. Walk to a playground area with a swingset and sandbox. In the sand, I write the current time. I see the time from yesterday: 11:11. Today I write 11:21. Woman at the swingset is supervising some young kids. She warns that maybe I shouldn't erase the writing in the sand. I say it's okay because I wrote it yesterday.

Walk back to a cafeteria. Talking with some friends as we walk. Something about a joke about the pope dying and then the phrase "Too soon". As we walk past a table of other people, they overhear "too soon", which is relevant to their conversation somehow. Synchronicity I guess. Then talking about not having a date for the dance.

Finally I sit down in the cafeteria. I am craving pizza. I look at my watch, which is a cheap digital one. I see the time but I don't know when lunch ends. I ask my friend if I have enough time to get some food. He says lunch will end in 25 seconds. Dream fades.

24.11.2010

Warriors (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Two dreams.

One one, I turned lucid twice and Astral Projected once.

- Warriors
- DC
- Indoors.
- Big place with high ceiling

Missed dream signs:
- Unknown.

My dream from last night was a mixture of the Maximum Ride series, the Harry Potter movies, and a video game I made up. My family represented the kids from Maximum Ride, and I had to go on a quest, that had to do wih 8 magical items. A wand that was broken, A stone that could make people drunk/knock them out AND make you fly ,and a cape that does absolutely mothing at all! I had to stop the flyboys from getting crashing into Hogwarts, so buried the magical items, and I got a bunch of free powers from the stuff, like the ability to make people drunk, or to fly like a supercafenated infreno!!! I then made thy flyboys drunk like this !!!!! Then it all goes black...

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID NIGHTLY ADVENTURE

Good morning! Told my co-workers yesterday about how dreams are made up. "What you fear will happen, will happen". The rest of the day, one of them; Björn. Tried inducing a sex dream with him involved, by telling me to think of stuff (which I always do, whatever the word is, I get a picture in my mind) and so on. He didn't quite manage to do it, but he was in my dreams. Fail you biatch!

Bedtime: 20.45

22.00: Sleeptalking
*Monica lie down next to me in bed. "Goodnight" I say. "Goodnight" she replies. "No damn bs now..." I say and fall back asleep. (She often wants to cuddle and stuff when I just want to sleep)

05.15: Fragments
*I'm with Björn on the subway. "I'm gonna show you my hometown" I say and he's about to see something awesome. I guess we were going to a party or whatever.

*I'm walking on a steep road with a very hot girl. We're talking about random things and I can tell she's really into me. I make a joke and she laughs, and approaches me. In a jokingly way she puts her hand on my dick. "I don't think Monica would like this" I think, but I actually don't care this time.

*There are snakes everywhere! They appear in groups and I have to avoid them by jumping around like crazy. Some of them actually try to bite me. A very frustrating dream.

Wake up: 05.15

Amount of sleep: 8 hours

Supplements before bed: 150 mg B6

That's it! I know the snake dream and the subway dream were alot longer. Sucky I couldn't remember more, but I guess three fragments for only eight hours of sleep is okay.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm standing just outside the window of a cream-colored building, looking up and into the building through the window. There is a sort of rectangular tower or column inside the building, wide enough for the name of the building to be displayed at the top in tall, narrow, bright teal letters made of molded metal. [The font is Times New Roman, or something like it.] I'm controlling what letters appear there by typing on a keyboard. First, I type “Walgreens Bookstore.” Then, my mom is standing next to me and rebukes me gently, telling me to put in the real name of the building. I backspace over what I've typed, and the teal letters disappear. I then type the real name of the building, “Public Library.”

Once again, I realize easily and naturally that I'm dreaming. Saying something like “Wait” to my mom, I turn away from the window and look to my left, intending to go and explore. The sidewalk I'm standing on outside the public library runs right along the edge of a river, which has more sidewalks and buildings all along both sides. The dream only lasts a couple of seconds before fading, though.

I'm lying on a mattress on a floor somewhere. There are blankets covering me, and my dad is bending down closely over me, as if to tuck me in. I'm breathing hard, and it feels like I'm being smothered. I start to panic, but then I think, It's okay. It's just a memory. I can't breathe because I have a stuffy nose in reality. [Which I don't, by the way, but it seemed logical at the time. Also, that must have been either a false memory or one from when I was really little.]

Dreamskip. I'm still on the mattress on the floor, but my dad is gone and the blankets aren't over my head. I'm in between two raised platforms [loft beds, maybe?] with shelves built into the sides, and there are all kinds of toys and books and stuff all over them. Someone says something about being in seminary. [I don't really remember this part.]

I find myself looking up at a white stucco ceiling high above me. Thinking I've woken up, I try to DEILD back in, and succeed. [LOL, I just performed a DEILD within a false awakening! Awesome!]

I'm back on the mattress on the floor again. This time, I reach out from the mattress to feel the carpet beneath it. It's brown and semi-shaggy, the kind we have in our current house. I'm not fully immersed or engaged in the dream, though, and it only lasts a few seconds.

When I woke up for real, I remembered and remarked aloud: “This house doesn't have stucco ceilings! All its ceilings are flat!” Only then did I realize that that had been a false awakening.

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Side notes:
I really like that brown carpet. I've noticed that in my dreams, any indoor space where I'm residing usually has that kind of carpet, even if it's not my current house. I think the reason I'm so attached to it, and therefore, the reason it shows up so much in my dreams, is because I helped pick out the carpet for this house, unlike at either of the other two houses.

Also, that public library is so going into my current NaNoWriMo novel. Most of it is set in a dream world version of Louisville, where I lived once and which is by a river.