dream fragment

Didn't post yesterday since I had zero recall, I tried to remember by turning over on my right side, pulling the covers up to get rid of distractions, and focusing on what my dreams had been about but nothing popped into my head. Bleh.

Anyways, tis morning I remembered a fragment from last night, but that's it...

I had the ability to create a portal (like in the game Portal) at my feet and jump through it and emerge in any location I wanted (I could control what locale was on the other side just by thinking it). I did that for a while, jumping through and going from a sterile, Portal-room to a library (I think) to something else to something else.

Then I woke up.

That's all I remember. >.>

Hopefully better recall in the next few days, and also hopefully I get into a better RC habit (I've been slacking... a LOT.. because of school >_<)

I can't remember anything, except for this: I remember some people from our class pointing to a wheel that had celebrity faces on it, and they were naming what their favorite songs were.
I can't remember any celebs, except for Enrique Iglesias.

So I had one (or two.. i think) dreams, but a lot of fragments.
Here's the first dream which I remember the most:

My little brother Thomas and I were in a forest place, I think. I don't know what we were doing there, but we might have been camping. At one part Tom got "bit" by a chicken, so we ran to the "hospital tent" nearest us.

I remember seeing Tom lie on a stretcher while the doctor looked at the bite. A few seconds later the doctor told me that Thomas had the "_______ disease" (can't recall) where your....um....bowels.... either swell or rise up and it had some nasty symptoms (vomiting, diarrhea, etc.). Thomas got scared, but I told hom that it was okay.

We went back to the forest and then Tom started to throw up a bunch. After this I told him, "Go to the bathroom!" So he went out of my line of vision, still puking. I can't remember what happened next, sadly.

I only remember a little of the next dream:

I remember walking down a road in the woods with some friends. We suddenly appeared inside a church (which looked a lot like my church in late service) . There was a special pew where the pastor sat, and apparently I was sitting in it. Once the pastor approached me, he looked a lot like Santa Claus. I thought nothing of it. He was kind and let me sit with him. I also remember my friend sitting beside me watching me browse the internet on my mini laptop while in church. It was weird.

Now here's the fragments I remember:
- I remember digging into my closet and finding my favorite pair of purple flip flops. Once I woke up in the morning I really thought that I had found them.
- I remember walking into my adjoining bathroom and finding the toilet overflowing. The water flooded the inside of the bathroom where the toilet was, but stopped right at the edge of the small space like a fish tank. The water looked 2 feet high. It was weird.
- I also remember walking into my bathroom, taking the top part of my hair like I was going to make a pouf, and sprayed some hairspray under that hair to give it volume.

Last night I woke up but did not have my dream journal, so this dream is kind of foggy. In this dream, I finally told my friend (whom I don't really like) how I felt. I remember writing on a piece of paper that she was a "follower and best friend stealer" (this is true, btw) . She got so mad and blamed it on my best friend. She never thought it was me, and I was kind of hinting.

I'll try to write down my recall attempts from now on, so that maybe I'll possibly get better recall from typing on DV.
Anyway. . .

I did not remember my dreams, however, I might have had a false awakening. I remember looking into my dream journal and noticing a dream that did not look familiar. It was written in black ink. (This was in my possible false awakening) Some other fragments from my dreams were: the President (Bush) riding on a motorcycle down a city street, and me standing in front of a chalkboard smiling.

(Aliens)

So in the first dream, I was happily doing nothing in my backyard - just filling the time of the day since I was bored and didn't have a whole lot to do. But then as I look up, I see a gigantic space ship. I'm standing there in awe as I watch it bank slowly and then come to a rest in what seems to be right over my house. I'm standing there when I see holes open up, and something floats down to the ground. I quickly run over to it and discover that it's a root beer. I laugh as I pick it up and taste it - it is pretty good. But then a box appears next to me, also from the ship. And so do two robots.

I'm on the box, being nosy about what's inside, when the robots just pick me - and the box up - and start carrying us to the house. They're in no way malicious or hurtful. In fact, they make sure I don't get jostled around. I do thank them when we do get to the house.

Then I swear I hear that there's something calling me. So I take off, and I actually find a car to go driving up this incredibly steep hill to get to where I'm going. I made a few wrong turns, and my stomach clenches every time, as if to remind me that I'm running out of time, but I make it. As it turns out, it's a shuttle - like the one that's supposed to dock with the ship.

So I go running and find some other people already seated inside of it, and I join them, strapping myself in. As we're picking off, my cousin, Hailey, comes running up and clings to the side of the ship. As I bodily grab her and haul her in, I see some of my family below, and I wave and cheekily say, "I told you it was aliens! You just didn't believe me!"

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(Terminator )

Very fragmented.

All I can remember of this one is me being outside of a warehouse-looking thing, and a man I trusted and respected arguing with me. He was telling me, no, I wouldn't be fine. This entire plan had gone to hell.

I calmly offered out my last full magazine to him, telling him he'd be needing it more than I did. Angrily he swore, accepted it, and slammed it into his gun. Pulling out an empty magazine, I filled it up with the few extra bullets I had in my pockets. It was only a quarter or so full, but it was good enough for me.

"Go." I told him, looking him square in the eye. He glared at me, but did what he was told, and I turned around and rushed into the warehouse, where I was confronted by a monster. I put it down easily, and then stood there, closing my eyes and regaining my composure.

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(Super Smart Children).

Don't really remember much of this one.

Besides that there were incredibly smart children, and I watched as they were babies to the time that they were teens. And every time they passed a test, they were rewarded. But every time they failed, they were "punished" in a manner of speaking. Eventually, however, the youngest of their number died, and the kids covered it up well enough that the people weren't able to tell the difference.

Except for when the top dog ushered two of them into his office, and questioned them about the girl who'd died. They kids got angry, and the girl was just abotut to lash out at him.

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I was in a beautiful place bordering the water and walking around to my heart's content. I met a man there, he seemed nice, but as soon as we pulled into a semi-less populated area, he slammed his fist into my temple and knocked me out cold. When I woke up, I'd discovered my money gone and my head throbbing. So I got out to walk around again, only he was there - AGAIN. This time he spared me the formalities, got me on my ass somehow, and then he cocked my head just right before he smacked me a final time.

When I woke up again, I wanted blood. But I couldn't find the asshole. So instead I went to the store to go buy something, and then my coworker, Savvy, was there - with the guy. she instantly caught onto my murderous gestures and glares and eventually strode over to me as I was fiddling with something.

"So. . . Wanna know why we don't get along so well? It's because you're antisocial. Bordeline maniac."

I slapped her, hard. Then I grabbed the front of her shirt and hauled her in close.

"You listen-" she tried to snarl, but I got there quicker.

"No. You listen to what I have to say. That asshole you're with? He's only after your damn money. Every time he saw me, he took all of mine and then punched me in the side of the head to knock me out."

She looked shocked then, still angry but shocked, and was probably going to say something else, but I'd woken up.

September 14, 2010

G/C night. First time. What a craaaaazy night!

Asleep by midnight.

First cycle dream! (I usually don't remember these ones )
I'm working my old 7-11 job again. Both my brothers showed up together to buy junkfood. I got off work early and joined them.

WBTB at 3:30am. Took the G/C. Back to bed, but merely drifted for about an hour. Then, the G/C kicked in. I decided that I should pop the 0.5 melatonin recommended, so I spit one of my 3mg's into 4. It wasn't very even, so I took one of the smaller quarters. Back to bed, and still drifted. Went to the couch shortly thereafter and must've unintentionally WILD'ed, because I had no recollection of passing out. I was dreaming about sleeping in the same position when this series happened... (these dreams are all in one, btw. I kept "waking up" into a new FA).

Call from Dad
False awakening. I got a call from my dad (who works nights), who wanted to chat about something that happened at work. In my sleepy haze, I accidentally hung up on him. I tried to look up his name in my contacts list, but could barely read anything (I blamed this on my terrible eyesight - which is really bad - but even I have a point where I can hold something and read it clearly). I dialed what appeared to be dad's number, but instead, I got this awful sound on my phone. I can't describe it, but... it was AS terrible as that ending bit of "Nights in White Satin."

This woke Jack up, who wondered, "Why are you on the couch, and why is your phone making that noise?"

"I dunno, it sounds like demons moaning, and I can't make it stop!" I complained. (Yes, I think the ending bit of "Nights in White Satin" sounds like demons moaning... )

"Just turn the volume down on your phone and come back to bed," he suggests. I do so, and "wake up."

HH sounds - Lucid - 1/5
False awakening. I'm back on the couch again, with my blinders on. I had decided the best course of action to try to sleep through the G/C would be to WILD, since I usually pass out anyways So, I get these sounds of voices. Young voices, like children. I can't make out what they're saying, but it sounds like a noisy classroom. I try to envision it, and it's a little murky. Then gone.

It's very quickly replaced with the sound of a song. It's a Beatles song I'm creating in my head. It would fit in well with the revolver album, as it sounds very big band, like "Got to Get You Into My Life." I'm all pleased with myself that I can conjure up the tune AND the harmonies for John and Paul so well (but not lyrics! I can't make out what they're singing), and I consider trying to record it when I get up and sending it to Paul with a note, "Dude, I dreamed this!" But then I realized that any recording I could possibly make would sound like crap

I "woke up" from this scene.

Collapsed! - Lucid - 1/5
False awakening. Jack discovers me sleeping on the couch and sits on me, trying to antagonize me. I moan that I haven't slept all night, so he tells me he's getting up for the day, so I should get back in bed and sleep. He gets off me, and I think to myself, "I already had a false awakening of Jack finding me on the couch. Better reality check to make sure." I pinch my nose and breathe. I try pinching it differently, and I can still breathe. "I must not be doing this right... hey... how can you pinch your nose wrong?! This must be another dream. I should try something else."

I get up off the couch and jump in the air to levitate... and crash hard to the ground. The fall doesn't hurt, but I'm sprawled out, belly-down, on the floor and I can't move. I stare at the carpet fibers until Jack discovers me on the floor.

He drags me to the bed by my arms, and I'm still belly-down, but now staring at the fibers of my bed sheets. I'm completely unable to move for myself. "It's gotta be the sleep paralysis," I thought to myself.

I woke up, nose-pinched and found that I had finally woke up for real.

I was awake for an hour again, so I took another quarter of melatonin again to pass out.

Lucid fragment - Lucid - 2/5
I'm flying across the ocean, through the clouds. I decide to spawn my wings because I haven't done that for a while, and I continue on flying.

Odd rain-showers
I'm at school with a group of DC's. This incredibly obnoxious kid comes in, and I can't remember what he says, but when he leaves, I say to my friends, "I hate people like him."

Now we're outside, mostly just chatting. I notice the clouds are getting thicker and darker. It starts to lightly rain, and I stare into the sky and sing "Wonderwall," by Oasis (although, by singing it, I can hear the song playing full out, in the dream). As the song goes on, I notice that there's a hole forming in the clouds, which allows for this brilliant beam of sunlight to pour through. I interrupt my friends' conversation to point out the clouds. We watch them move across the sky and another hole opens to reveal another beautiful stream of sunshine.

The clouds move off and the storm is over, which makes me sad. And wakes me up.

14.09.2010

DV Chat (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went late to bed and slept through most of the night. One fragment and one lucid.

First:

- DV Chat.
- I had a PM with someone.
- All worked OK.
- Each thread had its own chat room.
- I was worried for something.
- I woke up feeling good.

Missed dream signs:
- None.

13.09.2010

DV Chat fragment (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Not a good night. Two fragments.

Second:

- Something about DV and the chat.

Missed dream sign:
- None.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Head for a ToTY.

13.09.2010

X-Mas at Pata Negra (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Not a good night. Two fragments.

First:

- In a store, Pata Negra.
- There was a huge x-mas tree.
- Megan called to see if we had cilantro.
- The entire store was filled with x-mas stuff. We only had one small counter with stuff for sale.
- We had a big backroom.

Missed dream sign:
- Megan does not work at Pata Negra.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Head for a ToTY.

drempt that i was stretching in a group circle with some sort of team for some sort of activity, cool dream

Originally Posted by Waking Journal:

Today was pretty great. Work was fun, and i even got out early. Sims 3 is working again, and i can finally build me some awesome houses! Today was pretty great.

I know I had 3 dreams last night. I can't remember them now though. I know Two were about my place of work. the first I can't recall but I remember having a dream before my first work related dream. Anyway a summary of the night and my FA Fail.

Had Dream 1 and woke to go to the bathroom. Didn't log it, and went back to bed. Had Work Dream 1, and had a FA. I sat up in bed and grabbed my DJ thinking that i should write down my first two dreams so i wouldn't forget. I wrote down the basics, setting, people, time, and anything else i remember. I closed my journal tossed it back to the desk, and went back to bed. I had Work Dream #2, and then my alarm went off. I sat up, and did my morning routine before grabbing my DJ to look over my first two dreams. There was nothing on the page! My DJ was Empty from the last entry. I then remember when i woke up i forgot to RC, and I head-desked a few times. That is the most frustrating thing to happen so far. Now i have a goal to add to my LD Task list. Created my Subconscious as a DC and beat the crap out of it.. -.-

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Hey all! That was one frustrating night... I went to bed at around 01.00 and woke up again at 03.00. I had several strange hallucinations or whatever you call them. I can't really explain what I felt, but it was like I was trying to understand something. Something about Magic the Gathering. I had to have enough power bla bla... I woke up several times during the morning, but couldn't recall anything! I was so frustrated. But in the end, I got my LD!

Night: I am god. I know that I'm dreaming and I am almighty. I wake up and I'm really confused, did I just have a Lucid Dream? I won't count it as one, as it was more emotions and strange feelings, rather than sight. I do have have this godlike picture of a man standing in light in my head.

12.45 D1: I'm in our vacation cabin in northern Sweden. Me and my brother are going fishing and I'm trying to find a fishing rod. I find one and it's a modified spinning rod. "Can I use this?" I ask and show it to some of my relatives. "Hmm no... That's Lisa's rod" one of them say and I wonder who the hell Lisa is. A girl we call "Ankan" shows up and that's apparently her. "Uhm... is that her real name really?" I wonder and fail to notice the dreamsign! I end up having to fix the rod from scratch, with some piece of string.

D2: I'm at a hockey game with my cousins. I'm having a conversation with one of them, Michael, about melting temperatures. "Hey, how about kelvin?" I say and we're wrestling for some random reason. "Hmm is that hot?" he asks. "Yeah! It's like super hot". I start playing with an electric socket which is faulting. Sparks are flying everywhere, like it's a broken hose. "What if the current would be AC instead of DC?" I ask an old man, and he says it would be very dangerous. I can feel the shower of sparks on my leg and I direct the thing toward my little brother. He has hair in his armpit (he's 10) and he tells me he wants to go to sleep. I follow him to a room full of bunkbeds, and he lay down in one. I kind of wake up but fall asleep again, and the dream continue.
I'm at the other side of the room, in the other entrance and I'm trying to turn on the right lights, damn things won't do as I want them to! I can see six or seven buttons and I try to get the right lights to light up, for atleast thirty seconds. I don't want to wake up anyone, and finally I manage to do it.
Suddenly I'm playing a cool video game in the middle of the room. I got my feet on the table and the game is a cool version of pokémon. The creatures in the game keeps vomiting when I attack and the effects are awesome. The game evolves somehow and now it's about running in 2D. It's like guitar hero where you have to time the buttons, and I suck at it so bad! In the end, the pellets are counted and it turns out I didn't get a prize.

LD: I'm in my appartment, looking out the window. The entire landscape is moving, and it looks like I'm on a train. I point this out to Monica and she doesn't react much. I get lucid and instead of the building crashing into the next, it turns and continues down a slope. "Hmm, this doesn't feel right, we must be on a pulka (check picture). Suddenly we are, and I'm on the side. I feel like flying, so I make the pulka fly by willing it. We're far up in the sky now, just circling the home town. After like fifteen seconds, we start to descend and end up at my old school. I can feel the dream start to de-stabilize and remember instantly what I read on DV. About concentrating on my hands. I look at my hands and focus on my sense of feeling and sight. The dream stabilizes and gets very vivid right away. The feeling of cold snow against my hands worked great! I leave the pulka and start walking. I think about the task of the month, the elevator task, and decide to try it out. I know there's an elevator on the side of the building, but weren't you supposed to create your own? I decide to make my own and I tell Monica to wait for me, while I walk down a few stairs. On the bottom I expect to find an elevator, only to find snow. I close my eyes and try to concentrate. When I open them again, the snow is still there. I can see a door which is almost buried. "Hmm, what if I try to open the door just a little bit, and crawl in?" I think and I try to make it open. I start to feel my body and wake up almost instantly.

Amount of sleep: 11 hours


The damned buttons from hell^___________________________Pulka^

Well that's it folks. Feels great to finally get a proper LD, and not just fragments of one. I will try to rebound my REM atleast once a week from now on, it'll be nothing but good for me. I'm off to buy some B6 vitamins!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

had a frag about taking some pictures of some monkeys that were on trees.

tried for a WILD....got into a scene once momentarily. I remember being on some futuristic planet...in a cave. I got back to that same exact scene twice, but I couldn't enter the dream.

Two dream tonight, but unfortunately after waking from the first one I was way too tired to get up and write some notes. All I can remember now was a brief scene where I was up on MS5C (I recall walking down the northwest hallway of the wing towards and around the main nurse's station), only there was some other reason that I was there that had nothing to do with hospitals.

In the longer dream, I was the leader of a group of fighters. There were maybe five or six of us staying in a room, but for some reason the room we were staying in was in the back of a biker gang's bar. Most of them left to pillage or something, but there was one that stayed behind; he burst into our room and started trying to attack us. There were more of us than him though, so we were able to hold him down and take turns beating him up. Somehow he managed to get loose and escape, just as the rest of the biker gang was returning. We were trying to figure out what to do now; one of our guys was small enough to get out the window, so we told him to go send word to our allies, but after he escaped he just waited outside for us to come out as well. The bikers managed to burst into the room again, but there was no immediate fighting. Instead, the leader came to the front and acted menacing. They grabbed one of my guys and were getting ready to torture him. We were hesitant to fight back at first, but as they were about to drive a nail through my comrade's hand I counterattacked. We all managed to fight our way to the door, despite overwhelming numbers of burly bikers, and we escaped and then scattered to regroup later to the north with our camp. I headed south at first, but then doubled back north to meet up with my group's camp (which was in kind of a swampy forest area), where we prepared a small force to invade southwards towards the area where the bikers' bar was.