dream fragment

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.

I was driving in a large parking lot area with many people walking around. Almost like a parade. (This entire section is weirdly disjointed.) I remember there were police directing traffic and being worried I would get undue attention on account of driving a red car.

Adjacent to the parking lot there was a diner/hotel/bar building with a glass store front similar to an ice cream shop. In front of it, people were standing around. Kenan Thompson, a cast member from SNL was there dressed in a gray trench coat that looked dated. Vaguely like a Sherlock Holmes costume. I clearly remember thinking: "He is the kind of person I could actually be friends with."

I offered to give him a ride through the traffic/parade situation and he eagerly accepted. I went back to my car, looped around the entire active parking lot again, cops and all. When I got near to the building I didn't see him so I parked my car (which converted into the bike I rode when I was 14-years old) out front by leaning it against the storeroom window. I looked around for Kenan, and there was no sign of him.

I entered various areas lightly populated by workers. Near the far back end of the building was something like an old cheap looking dive bar/pub. I walked into the area, looked around, didn't see him among the old worn out looking patrons, turned around just in time to see Kenan downing a shot. I remembered him drinking earlier in the dream at this point. He looked sweaty and guilty. I asked him if he had been struggling with a drinking problem? He nodded awkwardly.

Note: I thought Kenan Thompson was hilarious in his first show All That and I do watch SNL (even though it's 95% horrible currently) - but I haven't given the man any serious or special thought whatsoever.

Giants
Me and either four or two other people were being held captive by two giants. I can't really recall how many other people but the numbers four and two stand out for some reason. The place where we were was on some house on top of a large, jagged hill. There was a single road that lead to it and there were cliffs on all the other sides. It was nighttime in the dream. The giants were cyclops. There were planning on eating us. We were in a simple room, which had floors and walls that were similar to an old castle's. I remember something about a glass buble/dome. I overheard the giants talking and they said something in the nature of us not being normal.

School Weirdness

There was something making noise upstairs before I went to school, we checked all the cabinets and drawers that aren't really in my parents' room. I think my room was also being haunted. I thought I was missing Coach Riley's class everyday, but then I realized that I had that class last year and was through with it . I kept forgetting school stuff. I apparently kept missing or not receiving assignments and knowing nothing about them. I was going to school at the freshman campus instead of the main. One of my friends apparently had a stalker that made voodoo dolls of him and sold them on the internet. She was from Japan. All of this came across my mind at lunch, I don't remember anything else about school. After lunch I went home. There were alot of rats under our house, but I could see them, it was like x-ray vision. We set up sticky traps all around the hole they used to get under it.

Wal-Mart

I was in Wal-Mart with a couple of friends. KV was there checking out at the register. I acted like I was cutting infront of her and the cashier yelled at me, but KV and I just laughed about it. After I paid for my stuff I continued to walk around. DD, my friend from when we were little, kept following me around. I went to the fish section. In the fish section I helped out some lady. She was very thankful and gave me $20. I can't remember what it was that I did, but I think it was originally intended as a joke.

Roaches (Fragment)

There were alot of roaches in my room. I remember spraying chemicals to try and kill them. In my dream there was a MythBusters episode on where they set up little devices that were the size of a dime, but square. The roaches would walk over these and be burned alive. I tried to get some of these for my room, but couldn't find any.

Car Noises

My mom and I were in the car. We were in a parking garage. My mom was driving. It was night time. I was eating a Snickers Bar. The car wouldn't start, but it was making clown noises. The car was off, but its headlights came on. The strange noises caused me to become lucid. I couldn't hold it.

Gas Station

We went to the gas station. I don't know who was driving but I was in the passenger seat. I put change in the gas pump, which was on the driver's side. The vehicle was a kind of truck, it was burnt red on the top half of the truck and a white or a silver color on the bottom half. I told the driver to move it our a little. I took the nozzle off the pump and the machine said "Out of Order". I woke up after that.

I had a little to drink last night (in real life) and therefore my dream recall was poor. A bunch of fragments.

In which I build a house with slides instead of stairs...

I'm building a cabin on our family land in Louisiana. I add a second story loft which has two doors. One leads to a second story patio and the other leads to a slide that exits on the ground level. I forget to add stairs, so the only way to enter the loft is to climb up the slide.

In which I show up for a family dinner half-naked...

I'm at my in-laws house in their guest bedroom. My mother-in-law calls me to dinner. I'm wearing only a pair of pajama pants and no shirt. I'm comfortable so I casually decide not to put on a shirt. I walk into the dining room and sit down at the table, naked from the waist up. My in-laws look at me with shock. I realize I've made a very big mistake and that there is no way to take it back. From now on, they will think I'm crazy.

In which Bob Dylan babysits my forgotten child...

I’m walking around downtown when I suddenly remember that I’ve had a baby and I don’t know where it is. I can’t remember the last time I’d seen it. There begins a long and boring stress dream in which I first must find some quarters then find a payphone, then remember phone numbers to call various friends and family members. Then I had trouble reading the numbers on the phone and my fingers were like Jello and couldn’t press the buttons. I called my mom and a few friends and no one had any idea that I’d had a baby.

I decide to walk home and of course my legs will not work properly. I spend a lot of time dragging myself down sidewalks and trying to run. Eventually, I get to my house. I live in a small cottage with a picket fence around an overgrown garden. There are weeds and vines growing over the walkway and the patio. As I step onto the front porch, I can hear a baby crying through the screened door.

I enter a dark living room with the curtains drawn. In the corner, a ray of light shines in from a crack in the wall to reveal dust particles in the air and an old, pencil-mustached Bob Dylan sitting in a kitchen chair in his performance jacket and cowboy hat with one steel-toed boot rocking a crib in which a baby cries. He looks at me disapprovingly. I apologize for forgetting about my child. Bob Dylan shrugs his shoulders and leaves without saying a word.

Fragment Wedding
Non-Lucid

I was being married to my girlfriend of 2 years. The ring I had gotten her was humongous. The stone stuck out of the ring about 2 inches. It was ridiculous, but in the dream she loved it. All throughout the dream, there was this humongous ex-boyfriend of hers that I hated, but she invited him anyway. I'm a big guy, but this dude was damn imposing. He was about 8 feet tall, probably 450 lbs. Periodically through the dream, I'd walk up and he'd stand in my way, and I would have to ask him to move. We prepared for the wedding, setting everything up. There were large white vans with chairs and equipment inside. The wedding was to take place in an open, grassy park. We spent most of the dream setting up, and then the rest hanging at a reception. I don't remember the ceremony itself, but we were hanging out with everyone afterwards. Towards the end, the big ex starts throwing knives at me. He misses all four knives. I turn around, pick them up, and begin throwing them back. (I throw knives in RL, so naturally I'm really amazingly good in my dream) I stick 2 of them in his chest, and one in his solar-plexus region. The fourth hits him in the arm, where it joins his body, but it doesn't hit right and falls to the ground. He gets mad, and picks it up, and throws it back once more, hitting me in the chest. There isn't any pain, though I do realize the danger of having a knife that close to my heart. He starts throwing the other knives, but still misses me on each throw. I am worried that the knife in my chest will get bumped or something and pierce my heart, so I do the *smart* thing and pull it out. I start to throw the bloody knife back again, wondering how many more shots it will take to kill this guy, and I wake up.


Fragment Old Ladies
Non-lucid

This may be part of the previous dream, but I'm not sure. I am in this church type building. It's very very old. I'd guess late 1800s. There are vertical wooden board walls, and a stone fireplace, and somewhere in the building was a large grandfather clock. I remember there were 3 old ladies sitting in the main room on the bottom floor talking about the games their grandsons play. It had something to do with being on each other's shoulders, and tackling. I can't remember many specifics, but at the time the game sounded fun.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG
23:00 GMT

Black holes
Just recall vivid image of strange black-holes (although very colourful) in the sky, sucking up cars and buildings and maybe people, but not me.

3:20 GMT

Trip to Morocco
Zilla calls and says she got those tickets for that trip to Morocco she invited me to before. But it is this afternoon, at 17h30, so we need to go to the airport right away. I have no time to pack my bag and just go take the bus to the airport. I meet her on the bus and I tell her I rush up and had no time to even bring underwear or toothbrush, so I hope at least we’ll have time at the airport for some shopping. But then I realise I haven’t even brought my wallet, no money or cards.
I call my BF and we meet him at some bus stop further ahead, where he is coming out of his work. I ask him to borrow me his credit card and then we head to another bus or something to keep going to the airport.
I ask my friend about duration of the trip and she tells me we leave on this afternoon (Thursday) and we’ll be back on Saturday, so a short trip. I had warned mymomthis could happen but then I remember my dad has no clue and I decide maybe it’s better not even tell him, he won’t even notice my absence for just a few days.

Lorelai and Luke
I’m Lorelai Gilmore from the Gilmore Girls series (it’s playing on TV here now) and I’m with Luke in my home. We’re about to go out, not even on a date, just to do something, but I ask if he wants to shower first. He asks me “With you?” and I’m totally surprised but loving the idea so I think “Hell, yeah!”. Then we are undressing in the bathroom and he is hot and we are on to a very hot shower and even hotter sex.

6:10 GMT

Travel to Morocco part 2
Again on my way to the airport with Zilla. We took a cab for the last part of the way. We’re very late and we run out of the taxi as soon as it stops. As we enter the airport a series of obstacles “happen”, like the sliding glass door transforms into a brick wall right in front of my eyes. Zilla is freaking out, but I suddenly get really calm and tell her “who cares, it’s just a dream!”.
I turn back and the taxi is no longer a taxi but a car-shaped retro-illuminated screen on the floor. Some people are looking at it, not knowing what it is. I say maybe it can be used as a portal and encourage them to jump on it. A guy jumps and goes through it. Then a couple is discussing it amazed but not brave enough to do the same. Then a really cute tiny dog appears and jumps on it, I guess trying to follow his owner who left him behind? The poor doggie jumps again and nothing. He starts to bark and I feel sorry for the little fella. I pick him up and decide to take him along with me. I have no clue where the other guy went, but at least the doggie won’t be alone. And he is cute and I decide it will be fun to have a “lucid” pet with me. I jump thinking about going to the moon, but once again i fail, because after the freefall sensation I just wake up.

8:00 GMT

Had bad recall from last night. I barely remember anything. The only thing that sticks in my mind is a fragment that began with me being flung through the air in some futuristic city. But this wasn't a clean, coldly-efficient kind of place. It was a big, cyber-scum heap...and by 'scum' I'm describing both the environment and the people there. As I continued through the air I passed by multiple Minority Report-esque advertisements, all of them sensual, furthering the feeling of the place being full of low-lives.

I can't remember what happened to me once I landed, but I know that at a certain point in the dream, it would restart at this point when I was flung through the city. Then it would all happen the same up to that one point, and restart again. It did this for a dozen times or more before I finally woke up.

Something about that dream messed with my mind today, too. In spite of all my reality checks and awareness boosters I still feel kind of like I'm still in that dream...like at any moment, everything could restart to an earlier point in time again. My sense of time in general has been distorted somewhat...ten minutes will go by in what seems like an instant, I have difficulty remembering what day of the week it is, etc.

I probably just didn't sleep that great last night. Maybe I can take a nap this afternoon and have another lucid dream and set everything right.

I had several dreams last night but I can't remember any of them except these two short ones. This is frustrating because I remember waking up from one and thinking that I needed to remember it. Then it was lost.

In which I'm rescued from a desert isle but my mom isn't happy to see me...

I'm stranded on an isolated jungle island with my dog Lucy and my mother's dog Mott. The first year is the hardest but eventually I build a straw hut and learn to fish and hunt. Lucy and Mott start spending more and more time with a pack of wild dogs. By the second year they come to visit me rarely, and by the third they've gone completely wild. I give up any hope of being rescued and succumb to loneliness. I sit down to die, staring out into the blue sea.

Suddenly, a helicopter drops a rope ladder right in front of my face. They've come to rescue me and fly me back to civilization. First I search the island looking for Mott and Lucy. I see them in the distance running happily with their dog pack. I call to them, but they do not come. I return to the helicopter and climb the ladder, leaving them behind forever.

At home, my husband and parents rush to embrace me. Television reporters put cameras in my face and ask me to talk about my ordeal. My mom asks how the dogs died. I explain that they didn't die. They are still alive and happy, but they've gone wild. Suddenly her face changes. They're alive and you left them on that island? She looks at me accusingly. I try to explain. I called to them, but they did not come. They aren't pets anymore. They are wild dogs. But she won't have it. She shouts that she never wants to see me again and runs off crying.

In which there is a toilet connected to my bed...

I dream that our bed (which is pushed up against a window) is connected to an Asian style squat toilet in the window. I need to go to the bathroom, so I get up and squat at the window. Theoretically, the waste will then flush out into the yard. I'm having trouble balancing myself over the toilet, and I fall back into the bed. The falling sensation wakes me up and I realize my bladder really is full. Luckily, I wake up enough that I go to the real bathroom.

11/22/2010
"Undergroundwater"

I was in a small, snow-covered town. The town was very close-knit, and everybody was friends with everybody else. Many of us were playing a huge game of manhunt (Thanks to Sam and Lisa, for bringing that up!), and some people were even burying themselves in the snow, for hiding places. I remember one of my female friends changing clothes and trying to blend in with those pedestrians who weren't playing. I don't remember much of the game, itself, besides digging through the snow and tryin to find some of the people hiding within it.

At one point, though, a bunch of us ended up falling into what seemed like some sort of mine/tomb, deep underground. It was a huge chamber, with story-telling drawings and other enigmatic patterns on the walls. We spent a while exploring this chasm, joined by many other townsfolk, who had followed us down below. After some time of poking around the chamber, someone pressed a 'button' that activated some sort of mechanism. The floor beneath us began rumbling. Fire jetted upward, like geysers, from all points around the area. The fire spouts gave way to small explosions, which were soon too much to withstand. We all ran off of the rectangular floor area, fleeing the basin and up to higher ground, looking down at the spectacle below us. The ground opened up; black stone cracking down the middle and splitting apart to swallow the flames. Beneath a few feet of stone lay a crystalline pool of water. It was, easily, half the size of a football field, and took up most of the chamber. The slabs of stone flooring peeled away and locked into place, out of sight, leaving us all to stare, in awe, at this huge pool that had opened before us.

This was just too weird. The 'tomb.' The huge, underground pool. The spectacularly explosive 'booby trap.' The realization just hit me, as we were all standing there, gawking in apprehensive awe. I was dreaming. It was the only logical explanation. As soon as I became lucid, my excitement rang out through the chasm. I yelled out to everyone - knowing that they were all stricken with fear - that "THIS IS A DREAM!! IT'S NOT REAL!!" I seemed to have been more reminding myself of the fact, than actually trying to get a point across, to these dream characters. But they all took it as just as much a relief as I did.

I led the charge, and we all ran down the steps toward the enormous pool, jumping into the water with no further anxiety about what might have come from the explosive chain reaction we'd just witnessed. It instantly turned into an enormous pool party - our dozens of party-goers secluded away within this cavern of ice and stone. Even though the pool seemed to be just a hole in the earth, it was clearly marked with the paintings of a regulation swimming pool, as if just swimming in it was the main reason for it being there.

While in the water, I was showing the DC's some "lucid tricks." I focused on my own body, and lifted myself out of the water with telekinesis, hovering just a few inches over the surface. Everyone looked on, in wonder, while I floated above the water. I felt really heavy, and wasn't sure that I could keep myself hovering, the way that I was, so I decided to get a little more control of the situation. I released my telekinetic hold on myself, dropping into the water and sinking down to the floor of the 15-or-so-feet-deep pool. Once my feet touched the ground, I pushed off as hard as I could, bursting up through the surface of the water and soaring up to the ceiling - some 30+ feet above. I slapped my hands against the warm stone ceiling and pushed myself back down into the water below. There were a few other people in the crowd copying me, flying up and out of the water, touching the ceiling and splashing back down, afterward.

After some playing around, I got out of the water and walked around the area. Everyone was having a great time. I saw that some of the characters had gotten into some vampiric hedonism; slumped in a corner with blood streaming down their faces, obviously having fed on each other just because it was something to pass the time. (I would call that random, if not for the vampire dream I had, the other night.) They all looked completely drunk. I just walked passed them and continued on, taking in the sight of my surroundings. One of the girls in the group called me over to her, asking me if I wanted to go back to her place for some "one on one lucid fun." I just kind of smiled at her and waved her off, not wanting to waste this lucid on sex - though the thought crossed my mind.

Much more time had passed, and I began to realize that I'd probably be waking up soon. By this time, my lucidity began waning. Even though I still knew I was dreaming, I was thinking of these dream characters more as sentient beings. I called an assembly together, and made a small speech, simply conceding to the possibility that these could all be conscious entities within my dream. I told them all to "remember the dream", because we would soon be waking up, and our memories of this moment would be fading quickly. I told them to go back over the events of the dream, in their minds. I told them to remember the game of manhunt, and falling into the mine, etc. - basically recounting all of the events in the dream. Above all else, I knew that I would be waking up soon, so I wanted to just go ahead and end it. Not really wanting to leave everyone else, I gathered a group of them in the center of the chamber, and we all lowered our heads. When I was sure I had enough of the dream's details to carry over into waking life, I put all of my energy into waking up, and pulled my eyes open.


Dream (Fragment) Two:
I was at my old house, in Canterbury. A pizza woman - and what I can only describe as her bodyguard - walked into the house, with a large stack of pizza boxes. They said that they had "like 1000 pizzas here, for free, if [we] wanted them." She also told us that the only catch was that the crust was like 2 months old. I wasn't very comfortable with this, but someone (I believe it was MW) said that he'd be more than happy to take them.

Later, we were hanging out, outside my house, with a bunch of people - some of which, I think, were from the previous dream. My daughter was with us, and she kept wanting to fall asleep on the ground, and kept rolling around in the spot of oil in the garage. After a while, my mom came home, and - for some reason - she hung most of my artwork upon the wall, in the house; just various, loose sheets of paper tacked to the wall, all over the living room.

Don't remember anything after that.

I have filled two notebooks with my dream journal entries. This night I started my third.

Tholy's Factory
0427: I'm watching the life of an eccentric tycoon who builds a giant factory. People call him "Tholy". Inside the factory is an artificial lake, and on the lake are built battleships that we will use to beat the Russians. Tholy does all this for his nephew. There is a charitably couple who donates money to build a church inside the factory. Tholy seems interested in the wife. Something about so much money that the banks will delay the transaction for investigation. Other random details about the factory: There are two long lines of floating platforms across the lake which will be used to build the support columns. Then there are large sheets of steel that are bent over to form a roof.

Random Weirdness in Grocery Store
0742: At grocery store with mother and sister. Looking for specific things but can't find them. Maybe cheese and cat food? Something about a lightsaber that should be hanging on the wall but it's missing. Mouse and keyboard don't work. I complain that the store is arranged illogically.

Movie / Video Game
0859: Laying a bed. I hear behind me a movie playing on my computer. It sounds like a typical anime fighting movie. Then I'm looking at a youtube video of a replay of a fighting game. But it takes the person forever to navigate through the menus of the game to start it.

Random Weirdness in Apartment
0940: I'm living with Lance as my roommate. I have a phone connected to the land line. The phone rings. I accidentally have the phone off the hook while Lance is trying to make a call. My bathroom floor has a bunch of hair on it, like I just gave myself a haircut. Lance tells me my shower faucet is broken.

fragment
A friend is pregnant and about to go in to labor. (day residue)

Random Weirdness in a Video Game
1010: Sister and her boyfriend. I am playing a video game in the living room. It's a team shooter like Call of Duty. I'm covered in blankets. Something about grabbing a woman in the game. Then I'm trying to fall asleep in the same spot. Cell phone rings. Something about a horse skeleton.

Starcraft Game
1110: I'm in a game. It's a first-person shooter. The theme and units are all Starcraft. But the game plays more like Unreal Tournament. I start out as a marauder and run around jumping and shooting grenades at the enemy. Then I realize I'd rather be a reaper.

Had a dream where D was complaining to me about the economy, and there was a pecan tree near by, and it had some pecans on the ground that I was going to try to eat.

Had another one where all these white bugs flew on my arms when I was looking around in this building.

I am in my dream world, at the temple thingy near which most of my dreams there take part. After having dreamed there several times I can now confirm that there is a school-like building near it. I remember being near to the temple (I have never been in it). I also was in the school. I remember going down the stairs to the seashore. It was quite stormy. When I went back up, I considered flying but decided not to.

I really should've written up some key words when I woke up at 4.00 am but I was too tired. As usually, I also remembered two or three other dreams when I woke up, but forgot them during the day due to not writing any key words (as usually).

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID NIGHTLY ADVENTURE

Good morning! Barely had any dreams at all last night, and I wasn't going to post here. But I figured the fragment I had was worth writing down. Plus I was talking in my sleep again. My girlfriend wrote it all down. Not sure if I will dream much tonight either, but on Tuesday, I'm having a "sleep night" which means 8+ hours of sleep. Will probably take some B6 then.

11.00: Bedtime

00.19: Sleeptalking
*I sit up in bed, with my feet on the floor. "Babe... Where has it gone?" I ask. "What?" Monica replies. "You know, that wall which is supposed to protect against the end of the world" I say and gesture with my hands next to the bed. "Uhm... I don't know hehe". "You gotta find it and put it back!... Oh well, fuck my life, I'll only get 4 hours of sleep" I go back to sleep.

05.15: Fragment
*I'm watching this crazy car show. There's a pretty small arena which is shaped like a bowl. The cars are going around in the bowl, doing whatever. Some of them are even going up on the ceiling. The drivers are swinging around floorball sticks and they're screaming. When they're finished, a girl comes up to me and tells me it went great.

05.15: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 6 hours

Food before bed: Nothing

That's it! I've told Monica to write down anything I say or do during the night. This is the first time, and definitely not the last.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!