dream fragment

Auto Christian vs Medical Christian

I was at some sort of christian camp and we (me some smaller kids, and a black guy counselor with a goatee). There had just ended a party of some sort and my friend, Peter, was there. We went outside to talk some more as a group. Outside was large forested area with legit cement roads. We had stepped out of a large white tent. There were tons of people walking around besides us. A little girl rode past us on a bike and I hit her and took it from her. Everybody looked at me and asked why but I just sped off as fast as I could. I sped around for actually a good 10 minutes or so and the whole group chased me around. When I stopped at the bottom of a hill, it took me by surprise when the little girl was the first to catch up to me closely followed by peter and then the rest of the group. We all accepted this as normal and then we started a lesson about Christians. In the world, there were 2 types: Medical and Auto Christians. I asked what was the difference and the counselor said that the Auto Christian had to put down a down payment on a car before joining any type of activity. This made sense at the time. He then read a bible verse about cheating on your spouse that went something like this. "Therefore whoever goes all the way to Palestine for a whore instead of using locals has another cherry to pick after human judgement..." Hint: Not a real verse.

A typical scene: a school+hotel (not dorms), but strangely vivid for something so mundane. I was kicked out of one room as I was about to take a shower. Apparently I had stayed too long. On leaving, I forgot my key, which looked more like a car key than one for a door. At this point the building became a school.
There were 4 floors accessible by at least 3 elevators. Joined by some past acquaintances, we entered elevator #3 and headed for the 3rd floor. As we ascended, the elevator swayed. It came to a stop so that half of the exit could be seen. I jumped across and the others followed with some help. We called management to tell them about the error. Later, a repairman spoke to me and told me that due to some mechanical wear, had we not alerted him, the elevator would have shut its doors and fell, trapping whomever was inside. I remember noticing that the repairman was surprisingly intelligent -- not for his occupation, but for a human being in general. As I listened to him, I felt he knew something important that I did not, but should.
There was more but it has already faded - a sinus infection broke my sleep into small unsatisfying sessions with dreams less memorable.

Hello : / My dreams get weirder and weirder. I realize that something bothers me deep inside me. I don't know... I'm afraid what I may find deep inside me...

Hours of sleep: 7h
Vividness: 2/5
Recall:3/5

I'm standing outsides in a street. I have to wheels and on one a seat is fixed. I sit on the seat and I make movements with my hands if I'm driving a bike. I suddenly start driving and it reminds me of a motorbike. But the handlebars are invisible. I don't see the engine either.
I somehow realise that this is a dream. But it doesn't bothers really. I keep on driving and suddenly, I'm in a mall. I drive around and I get of my bike. I want to go to the cashiers, But I circle through the mall. Every time I'm near the cashiers, the open ones are full, so I keep circling. A few times while making a new turn, I meet girl N. . Every time she sits on a barstool. Next to her is a guy. She always says when she sees me: "That's my new boyfriend" and kisses him as long as I can see her. While kissing him she looks at me. Her eyes are saying, that she just wants to tease me.
I repeat this scenario at least 10 times and I finish in the moment that I see that all cashiers are full. I don't know what happens next. I end up in a blank room,sitting in a corner, face to the wall and I cry.

O Gosh... What do I want in Reality... CRAP!

So when I first remember starting in my dream I'm sitting with part of my family and a couple of my friends, only one of whom I can actually recognize. We're in what seems like a very large cafeteria area that is open to the sky above us. Suddenly, lots of food appears on the table in front of us, but I'm not sure what all of it is, but I eat nonetheless. While we eat, performers come and go to what seems like a stage at the front of the cafeteria-area. Depending on what they do, their props seem to magically appear onto the stage. I'm amazed by it all and laugh along with my friends about all the tricks we're getting to see.

Near the end of the show, the only one of my friends that I recognize decides she wants dessert. It's no big deal to me at first. I quickly become agitated as she begins randomly yelling out to waiters to bring her something. My frustration with my friend increases when she begins trying to claim other people's desserts because no one will bring her one. Angry at her behavior, I leave the table to go outside and wait for everyone else to finish. It doesn't seem to take them long before my friends come out first and begin walking in one direction, and then my family come out and walk in another. Not sure which to follow, I begin tagging along with my parents only to find out that wasn't the way we needed to go. They just wanted to go to the car first before we walked home. I feel like something is up at this point, because it itched at my mind to ask them, "Why don't we just drive the car home, then?" However, I don't ask the question, they get what they need, and we begin what my mom tells me is a 25 miles trek in one direction.

Suddenly my dream shifts to a completely different scene from the one we were previously at. This time I don't seem to be myself, but rather a sort of 3rd-person view over the situation. This guy seems to be a sort of victim and is being escorted to a seating area by two other men. The guy, who we'll call Victim, looks relatively all right other than it looking like he has a sort of broken nose. When Victim enters the clearing with the two men, a rather large woman is already sitting in a chair. Before Victim even has a chance to sit down, she gets up and apologizes constantly about having punched him in the face. She claims she got excited in the moment and meant nothing towards him. Before anything else can be said, I wake up from the sound of my alarm clock going off.

Good morning everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a bedroom with a woman I don't recognize. The woman was white, with pale skin and brown hair. The bedroom was dim, as if heavy curtains blocked the windows. The room may have had grey carpet. The woman lay on a mattress on the floor. She was naked.

I crawled over to the woman and lay on top of her. I may have actually started having sex with her. But then somebody else, one of my friends, possibly D, made it known that he was coming into the room.

I got off the woman. The woman, now wearing a satiny, blue dress with a long skirt with slits all the way up either side, just turned on her left side and let her skirt flow between her legs. I thought that, in that position, she still looked almost naked. I may have even told her something like she looked like she was still inviting someone to have sex with her.

I went back to sitting or kneeling at the foot of the bed. The guy came in and was doing something weird. Then he walked into another room. The woman started complaining about the guy, calling him immature.

I told the woman that I recognized that same kind of behavior pattern in myself, and that I was trying to get rid of it, so I could be more mature.

At the beginning of my response, I was watching a set of boxes that were stacked against a wall being replaced with orange cushions like couch cushions, as if movers were walking up, taking away the boxes, and leaving cushions in their place. At the end of my response, I was standing about ten feet away from the woman's mattress, near the head of the mattress.

I may have walked into the kitchen, off to my right. This may have been the same room the man had walked into.

Dream #2

My mom was throwing a party at her house. We were in her living room, which was empty except for a long, narrow folding table on which was food.

The living room was dim, as if the only light was coming from some other room. I could see through the front window that it was pitch black outside. There were a few people here, all gathered listlessly around the table. Nobody seemed engaged with the party at all.

Some kind of conflict occurred. People started leaving the party. My sister even left the house. I followed after my her, trying to make sure she was okay.

I opened the front screen door. I really couldn't see anything outside. But I heard my sister call my aunt "mom." This shocked me so much that I went back inside. I tried to figure out what my mom had done during thr party to offend my sister so much that she had started calling my aunt "mom."

Dream #3

I was in a small meeting room which was brightly lit with fluorescent light. There were a lot of people sitting in folding chairs with white, plastic backs. I sat near the front, in an outside chair on the right side of the room.

Suddenly, from behind me, there was a commotion. I stood up and turned around to see what was going on.

The chairs were now all in disarray behind my row. The floor was also cluttered and messy. A pretty, young, Asian woman stood out of her seat, screaming, "What is it? What is it?"

I looked down to the floor and saw a roach about an inch long scurrying toward the front of the room.

Everybody seemed to be panicked. I don't like roaches, but I tried to explain that it wasn't such a big deal, and that I could even kill it if they wanted me to. But I hoped they wouldn't want me to, because it would be gross.

Dirty Dream: (Fragment)
All I remember is random, VERY inappropriate Innuendos. The last one before I woke up was apparently about a broomstick..?

Operation Mineshaft:
Me and a team of commands, which included me, my dad, an asian, and two friends, had to shut off a radio station that was underground because it was causing disturbances. (I faintly remember the backround being the world went into a nuclear fallout, but we managed to rebuild and there were a few groups of survivors who lived underground and never came up.) So we go down the mineshaft, in one of those old, noisy elevators that's just a cage. When we got there, the facility looked like a giant costco. We make our way to the station using computer terminals that had maps. When we finally get there, there is a group of survivors who have been living here for years. They say they down know how to turn the machine off. So we start searching around, and out of nowhere, this girl I know (We'll call her Catherine). She says she built it, but will help us destroy it. Me and my dad follow her into a back hallway where the power generator is. But we go deeper. So deep that atoms grow to sizes you can see, and you have to break them to destroy it. So we start grabbing the atoms and breaking them. We then start to leave, but we aren't sure where to go. We check the terminals but just then the power goes off. I say I remember the way out and begin leading the group through darkened corridors to the mineshaft..

The naked helicopter!:
I found an invisible helicopter just big enough to squeeze my entire body in. I'm sitting like i'm in a chair. I start flying around, but then I realize that i'm completely naked. Instead of freaking out and hiding my shame, I think it's cooler to be flying an invisible helicopter around, so I keep doing it. I was about to fly to school naked, but the dream ended.

I think the moral of the last one is that I have no shame.

Okay, so as I was falling asleep yesterday, I was doing this technique a friend told me before I fully fell asleep and started to say to myself to have a lucid dream. I was saying to myself, "have a lucid dream." over and over again until I fell asleep and the next thing I remembered was talking to my History teacher. This is the only thing that my dream was about and the only thing I can remember. I can't remember what we said to each other, if we said anything logical at all. Also, he had an unproportioned body as his head was bigger than his body. I'm pretty sure I was aware the whole time that this was a dream, but I only decided to go with the flow. It didn't even cross my mind to do anything remotely "exciting." I also noticed that my alarm clock didn't go off, so I said to myself, "I better wake up now so I can see what time it is." While I was still dreaming mind you. I don't know, it sounds like a DILD, and that's what I've been calling it...

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

23:30 GMT+9 – sleep

Earthquake
Again an earthquake. There are two smaller warning quakes. Cracks appear on the roads. I am inside a car which is being driven by some unknown guy. He speeds up, maybe trying to reach a safer place but we just get stuck in traffic.

02:30 GMT+9

Volcano
I’m with my mom at her home when a volcano erupts just behind the house. We hardly have time to escape and then I get this light feeling that I am dreaming. I lift off and the whole scenario goes from scary to looking like an amusement park. The volcano is part of it and I fly with my mom over the lava flow. Then in the park there’s a kind of sci-fi London scenario and other weird stuff I can’t recall.

Surgery
My mom holds some test results and the report says I need a massive surgery to live. I have some kind of crystals on some nasty wound in my bladder and the surgery either might kill me or leave me incapacitated for the rest of my life. I really don’t wanna do it so I refuse to accept the diagnosis. I’m convinced I can undo it if I simply reject that reality.

Chemically-filled clouds
At my friend Alfredo’s property and strange clouds are hovering us. My boyfriend ask me if I agree that they look totally unnatural. I then remember my friend had said he suspected someone was sabotaging his crops and maybe this was the way to do it. The clouds become really low and look like an algae bloom in the sky. I try to spread them away by blowing some wind to them but they collapse and on the ground falls a thin plastic-like film with a name of a company and a list of nasty chemicals and even Anthrax printed on it. Although I find it is very dangerous to touch it, I fold it and keep it as proof that someone is seeding poisonous and deadly clouds over his farm.
Then a gipsy lady comes out of nowhere begging. I say I really don’t have anything to offer her right now but she claims we have land and we are rich and surely can offer something. I feel surprised with her attitude and say the land is not ours and she is assuming a lot. She says that’s not what she heard around and I get really upset and send her away.

05:40 GMT+9 – wake up

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

23:00 GMT+9 – sleep

Dreams recalled fade before I take notes...

04:00 GMT+9

Math test
I dream that my colleague Silva is not happy with something I did, which put in risk financing to some project. Then she also tells me I have math test in a week and I know I haven’t been to a single class but I’m confident I can learn all I need until then.

Raptors attack after a quake
On a town on a mountain, passing by a school. Small shakes sign an incoming bigger quake. All kids leave school immediately. I also run to an open space. Roads open up cracks, everything cracks up. I save two kids, a girl and a boy of different ages. Town goes without power or communication means. After a few days, cars are still running and people are trying to get back to normal, despite being isolated from the rest of the world. I think they might be precipitating, as they should be acting in accordance to the current situation and not going back to work in offices.
The quake had side-effects. It opened a time-space breach and dinosaurs appear in the mountain. Soon the town is being preyed on by velociraptors. That’s when people decide to organize themselves to face the new situations. Separated by sudden attacks and need to take cover, people form groups and hide in buildings. I’m in an isolated house with a group of people who were all in the vicinity when the raptors first attacked. We established a perimeter and we tend after some vegetable garden outside. But one day, small vicious raptor-like creatures invade the perimeter and we’re no longer safe. I’m armed with a stick and knife (all I could find around) and I enter the house going through a nerve-wrecking scene like in the movie Alien. Some creatures are inside already and I move silently trying not to be surprised by one. Only have on shot to stick my knife into them. I see movement behind a curtain and I attack with the knife. I uncover to find my cat dead. I cry, but I feel the situation is critical and I can’t possibly lose focus, so I forgive myself, considering the extreme situation I’m in.

07:00 GMT+9 – wake up

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

Took many notes but can’t read most of it. I was so sleepy when writing it...

23:30 GMT+9 – sleep

Solar explosion
A huge solar explosion affects our planet and particularly the atmosphere. Besides the sky being orange and red, there are lots of tornadoes. All electrical stuff blows out and I am inside a house watching electric stuff blowing up and throwing sparks around. Outside I see death but also beautiful cherry trees in the horizon (Japanese influence again...).

Sauna
Someone chooses clothes for me. Then on a sauna but with the clothes on.

Bomb attack
A bomb attack on some train or subway station. I come after it happened and see all the destruction and all the bodies on the ground. It is somewhere in Asia.

07:00 GMT+9 – wake up

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

23:30 GMT+9 – sleep

Japan
Only recall having had dreams related to Japan.

04:20 GMT+9

A young master
A kid venerated as a great master arrives amongst a group in which I‘m included. I feel something strange about him and I try to find some sign that he is not true master. He comes accompanied by other teachers and everybody pays homage to him with lots of bows. Before he sits to give teachings he climbs the walls around like spiderman, I wonder if it’s to impress people and that tells me he might be using some trick because true masters don’t show off. Then I have this insight that his wonderful powers derive from the fact that he knows we’re all in a “dream” while others don’t know or else he would not be more special than anyone else, because we would all have the same powers. Still, I initially thought this was a “dream” but not “A dream” – meaning, I thought I was awake but also that he was truly Awake. Finally I realise we’re in a dream-dream. By now I’m outside this meeting place where I was previously but when I become lucid I go back to see if this kid-master is still there. I cross the glass windows easily but he is gone by now.

Magic candies (RPG task)
Then I think about which task I want to perform and I choose the RPG task. But my LD is not strong enough, so I look at my hands trying to sharpen it. Then I look for a portal and I see a long corridor and a mirror at the end of it. I go there and my reflection becomes alive and comes out of the mirror. This reflection-me tries to distract me and discourage me from my intent. I remember my RPG warrior character and as I become it, I use my sword and plunge it into my other me. My other me looks surprised “How could you?”. My other me starts decomposing. It is hideous yet liberating to see my own body rotten and become dust. I feel prepared for my task and I jump into the mirror. I remember the town of Denn, but didn’t remember I was supposed to go to the forest. So I landed on a town, which this time looks like Lisbon, but instead of reality-like, it is entirely cartoon-like. I feel amazed with the originality, the beauty and the detail of this cartoon reality I landed on. After a while I remember I should look for the forest but then how to get there? I don’t want to use another portal because on my last jump I almost woke up. Then I see a subway station and I think maybe I can take the metro and imagine the last stop is in the forest. But I also think that will take too long and I’ll loose lucidity by then. As I think of it, Hermione Granger from Harry Potter appears in front of me and handles me some candies of various colours she says are magical. Each of the colours is related to a place dominated by those colours. So if I wish to go to the woods, I should take a green one. I thank for the gift and I store the candies in a pouch. Unfortunately I don’t have enough time to take the green candy because I loose lucidity and just continue roaming in the town for a while.

07:00 GMT+9 – wake up

I'm in a classroom that kind of looks like it's in a high school, having a conversation about my teacher with the teacher in that classroom (I'm from another class). She says, “His name is Guy, right?” [It is, in real life, but I'm not in high school anymore.]

My mom and I are driving on a dirt road through a big park on a cloudy day. [We're actually sitting in the front of the car this time.] The park has lots of big, dark-green trees in it, and several playground areas. It is located somewhere in the Santa Barbara area. At one point, the dirt road goes right through the center of one of the playground areas, so there's blue and orange play equipment on either side of the road. We stop here, and my mom asks me, “Did you know that this was where your dad and I met?” I say no, and then she tells me the story of how they met.

FA in which I discover that my bed has shifted around until it's sticking out from the wall between the desk and the sewing cabinet. I wonder how on earth I managed to move around so much in the night that my bed moved that far.

Good morning everybody. I remember two dreams from last night. But my memory of both is a little fuzzy. I took some NyQuil last night because I have a cold.

Dream #1

I had just gotten off a plane. I got into an old, baby blue VW Beetle, which was in something like an underground parking lot. I'm not sure exactly what I did in the Beetle, because I didn't move the car.

I walked up into some kind of terminal corridor at the airport. There were very few people around. The place looked old and dim. I walked though this terminal and into another parking garage.

I was walking through this parking garage as if I were just going to walk straight out of the airport. But then I remembered that I had a car in this parking garage, and that I needed to drive it home. It was actually my mom's car. It was a Cadillac, like from the 1970s.

I turned around and walked back in the direction I had come from. I may have been able to see back into the terminal, which may now have looked like a big, empty living room with a big concession stand in it.

I found the Cadillac parked so it faced a concrete wall. I got in and began to pull it out of the parking space. I figured this would be a fine car to drive back to my mom's house.

But then I remembered that I already had my mom's other car, the VW Beetle, parked in the parking garage on the other side of the airport and way underground.

I stopped the Cadillac, trying to figure which car I should drive back to my mom's house. I hated the Beetle. But it was my mom's car, and I would have to bring it back to her. I couldn't figure out how I could get both cars home. I also couldn't figure out how I'd gotten both cars here in the first place.

I pulled the car back into the parking space. Something about that action felt so good that I did it again and again. I couldn't quite get the car between the lines of the parking space.

I began imagining myself as a businessman from the 1970s: a tall, white, handsome man with blue eyes, a silly kind of permed hair-do, and a full but well-trimmed beard. The man's hair was brown but greying a little. The man wore a very slim grey suit with a pale blue shirt.

Dream #2

A man and woman in their 40s or 50s were trying to escape from some group of people. The man and woman ended up in a room in a building like a mansion. In this room, you would perform some kind of ritual and it would do something like make you immortal.

The man had gotten the woman to undergo this ritual before the people had come. The view had been from outside the room, so I couldn't see what had happened inside the room.

Now it was like everything had started all over again. The man and the woman went to a few different places. Then they ended up being pursued by people who didn't want them to do the ritual.

The man and woman were on the run. They were back at the mansion. They stood inside a dim, wood-walled room. They were trying to unlock and open a huge, heavy wood door. There was a feeling of urgency, as if the people pursuing the man and woman could be here at any moment. The lights in the room were flickering on and off, as if it were thundering inside.

Finally the man and woman got the door open. Beyond the door there was a lot of flashing. I was really curious what this whole thing was about, and I didn't want this "movie view" from outside the room. I really wanted to see what happened in the room.

I now identified with the man. I was him. I stood in the room. The room was wide and square, and it was almost entirely taken up by a strange pool. The pool seemed to be filled with clouds rather than liquid. The clouds may also have been flashing, as if with lightning. I now understood that this pool was some kind of portal to another dimension.

The man and woman knew the people were coming. So they had to jump in the pool. The man/I decided to go first this time. I jumped out really far and did some kind of twirling diver move.

I began descending through the clouds. There was white light and a calm, but almost electric, feeling all around me.

The half-asleep mind is seriously a strange thing. It had me convinced that I didn't have many dreams, or that I hadn't written them down much, so I didn't type them up. I turn off my computer for the night and go to check out my DJ, and find five dreams written down, and I remember the majority of them!

I'm over halfway down the very last page, so I've decided to end it there - my dreams for tonight probably won't fit in the space left. So I have a shiny new journal that I've been holding onto to use now. I had the first one for...two years and five months, wow...and nine lucid dreams in that time. I hope I have more in my new journal!

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

10.26.2010

Kicked Out (Non-lucid)

We (me, mom and dad) arrive at a big storage unit in the van. They open it and look inside, but it's empty. They call to find out why.

I'm in the van sitting up front. There are two iPods mounted up on both sides, mom's and dad's. I turn them on but only frequency sounds comes through - fuzzy, beeps. I think they even had dials.

~ Somehow there's a couple game show type thing or something going on, and the man and women don't win together though I think they got along well. Later, they chat online publicly, a second chance to meet or something. They hit a snag when the man disagrees with something she says and they can't get along after that. She logs off. (I was actually able to see the text, but I don't remember it all.)

I pulled the van out of the driveway until it's turned around. A truck across from me pulls out and drives away.

My parents come back. I think I say sorry and explain that I didn't know how to turn back around. We pull in somewhere else and they get out and start talking to someone. I hear something about 'September'. 'Have until September'. I feel that something is wrong and I get teary.

I open my door/it's already open, and then person looks in and makes some joke about how it's 'the director's fault', and looking at me as if that's me. I'm not amused. I go to stand by my parents, and mom tries to look comforting.

- I think it was either about the storage or our house. We're going to have to leave it (the house) or we have to pay it (storage). I think I wonder what happened to our stuff. In real life, it's already past September though. I think I realized that in the dream.

Your Beauty Mark (Non-lucid)

Beauty mark - one to age, one to de-age. They're a sign of crushes.

Learning Japanese (Non-lucid)

There was a facility to learn Japanese. There was more to this dream, but I don't remember it.

Oriental (Non-lucid)

I was in this place that had a bunch of Oriental things in it. I wandered around looking at everything. There was boxes with old designs on them - women in Asian garb, etc. There were rocks with gems in them. Jewelry. I handled everything very carefully. It was all expensive, and I think I wondered what I should buy, because it was kind of rude to handle everything without buying something in the end.

- I'm looking at some pajamas hanging on a rack. They've got designs from Supernatural on them. Me and a guy pick out a top and bottom pair and go try them on, but mine don't quite fit - too big.

- Something about a potato chip that served as a key...

Abandoned (Non-lucid)

I(?) was driving through a flooded forest area. A little girl (looking pretty dirty) was sitting abandoned on a rock. I get out to get her.

Monday was a busy day for me, so I just kind of passed out and didn't remember too many dreams.

One was of me weight-lifting, and we had to do a squat-BTN press. Which is where you squat down, and when you come up you pump the bar over your head. Then he made us do Military press.

The second dream I remember is of me and my dad talking while I sat on my bed. I'm not sure about what. Maybe about the trebuchet project we're working on?