dream fragment

Me, a friend and his drug dealer are in a small, Las Vegas type town. We head to the dealer's place, which is a one floor building with a tower with neon signs on it. As we head up the tower, it feels a bit creepy and it has a green hue from the neon lights outside. We use a ladder to go up, passing by a bunch of circular rooms. I see smoke swirls and get worried that I will get high if I breathe them in, only because it is late.
We are then at a movie theatre in a white room that looks sort of like a small unviversity classroom. There is a door beside the screen that leads to the small office that controls the movies. We pick up the person who is running the movies and leave. On our way out I think about how the people will be pissed when the movie ends and no more are playing because the operator is with us.

I had a few dream fragments I remembered that were vivid, but I could remember hardly anything from them.
One takes place in a Galaxy movie theatre that seems more like a huge indoor amusement park. The other is a birds eye view off my old elementary school, where the portable classrooms used to be.

All in all not a very good night for dream recall, wish I could have remembered a lot more, but I will make up for it when I post the ones I had the past two nights. They were pretty damn epic.

I have lost my guitar picks... until last night! all i remember from my dreams is finding them and becoming super excited. not until i woke up did i realize that they were still lost :'(

September 4, 2010 - 1/5

Most of the plot of this dream is lost on me now. But my notes say there were zombies. I remember Jack, Julia and I being at a store. And there was something to do with food. As in, we were trying to order some. We decided to go to a new location, and Jack left ahead of us. Julia and I got into the truck, and she drove.

The next point I remember is Julia had vanished. I was adamant that we needed to wait at this point for her, because she was a dreamer. She vanished because she woke up, and when she chains back in, she'll reappear in this spot. I said it was like the guy in the Time Traveler's Wife... whenever he time-shifted, he generally shifted back to the spot he left.

I was standing in a line with some other people. We were in a dark room I think. There was a table beside me with all sorts of jewelry on it. A middle aged man sitting in a chair was selling them for dirt cheap. While I was waiting, I picked up a pair of earrings that were in the shape of a beautiful Bible. The words "Holy saviour" were engraved in them. One guy in front of me got a pair of earrings (haha) for only 10 cents! Then it was my turn. The first thing on the jewelry rack was the thing you got. It was a beautiful diamond pattern necklace. I looked at the price tag, 20 bucks!

I complained to the man, but he said nothing. So I slowly started counting the money up, and he told me to hurry up. I reached into my wallet to get the last five dollar bill, but I pulle dotu a 50 dollar check on accident and he grabbed it from me. I told him, "W-wait that's not five dollars!" But he didn't listen and threw it over his shoulder. Then he leaned forward and gave me a little pep talk.

I can't remember what he said, but afterwards he handed me my check back and I took the jewelry.

Couldn't think of a name for this one

The dream started out where I was in Mrs. B (my old homeroom teacher)'s room, sort of. Apparently we were told to meet at a gym for some academics thing. My friend (let's call her Ginger for security reasons) was standing on the other side of the room, and I was doing homework or something. A little girl (let's call her Anne) came up to me. She looked at what I was doing. Apparently seeking attention, I looked up at the girl and she told me the ceremony was to start soon. By now Ginger was already at the door waiting for us.

I got up and Anne excitedly walked beside me.

- - - - (No recall)

I remember driving a Model T or Jeep (I couldn't tell which) in the parking lot outside the building (where the ceremony was held) and I kept going too fast and I couldn't find the brake on the car. All I felt was the gas pedal. With Ginger and Anne in the car, I was trying to be careful.

I finally tied to park but almost hit the car nearest me. I backed up and tried again, this time my car went a little too far and almost fell over the small cliff in front of me. By now, Anne and Ginger were already out of the car, and Ginger was running towards the gym. Anne was waiting on me.

I walked towards the front of the car and tried my best to not fall off. I was trying to push the car away from the drop off. Nothing to grab, I lost my balance and jumped to the nearest cliff rock in my panic. After this I looked around and saw my sketchbook on the rock beside me.

In my effort to not let it fall (l0l) I grabbed and threw it to the top of the cliff by the car. After this I realized that I wasn't able to jump to where I originally was. So I prayed to myself that a boat might come along. A few minutes later, one did, to my amazement. But it looked sort of like a crane. I think I jumped down to it, and they hoisted me back up the cliff to my car.

- - - - (no recall)

I finally found Ginger and Anne in the main lobby of the building. We went into the gym but we only saw a few people. I guess I was walking towards a locker room and a British lady with a thick accent started talking to me from behind. I started mimicking her for some reason. l0l.
The next little part of the dream is just to weird for me to say

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

A shitty night. I was very tired but still I tried so hard to set my mind to the elevator task (task of the month). I did dream about elevators a lot, but unfortunately it wasn’t good enough to accomplish the task.


0:20 GMT – Sleep

Can’t recall any dream, just thoughts come to my mind, but I doubt they are related to what I was dreaming.

3:30 GMT

Participating at a conference
Remember vaguely a train travel (recurrent), being in a palace-like house (another recurrent) and taking an elevator (could have been the elevator task of the month, don’t know).
Then I remember a bit better being with my mom at some conference room. We arrived late and were going to sit on the floor on the aisle, as we couldn’t find any available seats, but someone just arranged us two seats, lateral, but close enough to the front. No idea what the conference was about, but there was some person speaking and it was something political.
Then I also remember being with my mom at some snack-bar or small dinner (maybe cafeteria of this conference place) and the menu was all around pasta dishes. I had a big fattening pasta dish wish cream sauce and I still had to eat part of my mothers dish because she didn’t want to eat it all and I always feel bad about leaving food on the plate.

6:40 GMT

College residences
I’m staying with colleagues at what seems to be a college residence. From the main hallway, there were stairs leading to some kind of inner courts – shared rooms for groups of students – then leading to individual rooms. These common rooms were quite colourful and artistic, leaving me the impression that some of these students were art or fashion students.
We are all departing the next day to someplace all together. Some already departed today. I just realise that I was supposed to go with today’s group and I’m pissed that now I have to spend money changing my ticket for the next day.
When going from one group common room to my own, I have to go to the floor upstairs and on my way I encounter this little baby from this couple that is staying on their own separate double room with direct access to the hallway. The baby is lovely but too small to be playing alone in the hallway, so I stop and play with him, waiting for his parents to appear. I tickle him and he laughs like crazy. Then his parents do appear but they don’t seem so happy with what I’m doing. I try to break the ice saying I was just looking over the baby so he was safe and offer to babysit him whenever they need – “just knock on my door.”.

Not my sexual fantasy, sorry
I’m on the shower with my boyfriend when some other couple I never saw in my life join us on the opposite side of the shower. Thank god the bathtub was long and we didn’t even need to be close. I felt a bit uncomfortable, but hey, it’s just a shower, everyone’s naked, no reason to feel so embarrassed. I’m just curious where they came from and why. But then they start having sex, more specifically, the guy starts doing oral sex on the girl.
I am shocked. They didn’t even say a word to us but then feel free to do that in front of us? But my boyfriend is getting horny and wants to play along. I am doubly shocked! I mean, I’m not extremely puritan, but I can’t do certain things with people I never saw before, there needs to be some emotional connection. So I just grab a towel and leave. But when I open the bathroom door, it goes directly to the street. I don’t care. I am wet, barefoot and half-naked but I just want to go away from that dream and do something else. Then I’m walking the streets, semi-lucid, enjoying being half-naked in a fancy neighbourhood, and guys in jaguars pass by and look totally surprised at me.


Chasing thieves
I’m coming out of a supermarket with my mom, carrying a trolley full of groceries. The supermarket is on a upper floor of some building and the parking lot is underground or ground level and with the trolley we need to take the elevator to get there.
We are approached by a begging couple who offers to carry the trolley in exchange for some coins. We are not very willing to do so, but we agree. Then they enter the elevator with the trolley and there’s not enough space for us all. They tell us to go next that they’ll be waiting for us, but it smells fishy to me. I immediately sense that it’s a scheme just to rob us. I tell my mother to stay there and I basically jump all those floors – maybe 10 – through the centre of the stairways. I manage to arrive at the door of the elevator when they have just come out of it. The problem is they have an accomplice waiting and one manages to stall me while the other runs with the trolley. But not for long. I kick his ass, capture the other guy and also kick his ass and recover my trolley. Then I go back to the elevator to go up. But strangely enough, now it is too small, only has space for myself (I guess the trolley is now bye-bye from this dream) and I can’t even move. Once again I feel claustrophobic, so I decide to close my eyes until it stops. But it starts moving slower, I feel upset with that and I wake up. (Another lost opportunity for the task of the month).


8:15 GMT – Wake up

1. My family has a coupon for half-off four cones of premium ice cream. I get some sort of chocolate cookie dough flavor, but toward the end it turns to vanilla with the consistency of cream cheese, and I'm eating it out of a foil wrapper instead of a cone. Dad goes on a rant about someone leaving the bottom tip of a cone on the floor and irrationally blames me, even though I always eat the entire cone.

2. Trying to photograph ocean waves, but getting more interested in a plant on the boat.

3. I'm upset about the concept of some new game. (Something to the order of having Sonic the Hedgehog wash dishes and do housecleaning.)

4. I'm walking home at night in the rain through a maze of sidewalks, courtyards, and imposing Victorian architecture. I get to a house that is apparently mine, and head up to the bathroom, while telling my butler (apparently I have a butler in this dream) to have a fresh change of clothes ready. I get undressed, but before I can take my bath, I have to break a bunch of gems that represent some enemy. I'm about to break the last one, but it's chained to one that represents me, and if I break it, it would kill me. So instead, I pull a sword out of my chest (Revolutionary Girl Utena-style) and use it to slice the chain. Then there's a copy of myself on the floor in agony as part of her face breaks into purple light. I kneel down to hold her still and comfort her until it's over.

5. I'm at an anime convention, but I can't find the dealer's hall. The artist's alley is a set of bleachers with the different artists progressively higher on the benches in proportion to their prices. There's a room with food, but I wasn't allowed in, because they said it was "exchange only" - you have to bring food to trade for theirs. But it was all potatoes and zucchini anyway, so I wasn't missing much. I also wander into an art installation where there's a big screen behind you that shows your silhouette in trails of color as you move around (something I remember from the Lincoln Children's Museum when I was a kid, and miss dearly - curse the "adults must be accompanied by at least one child" rule!). I spend a lot of time playing, because I'd probably never get the chance to relive those memories again. When I'm done, the person in charge of the installation invites me to a ballet, but it's scheduled for several months after the convention, at which point I'd be in a different state.

My sleep schedule has done a complete turn in the last few days - I've been going to bed at the same time as my friend, and my recall is already improving. But man, being tired a lot is no fun. *yawn* Hopefully that'll improve soon.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

07.09.2010

School Life (Non-lucid)

Axis Powers Hetalia dream. School AU, Spain x Romano. The two were talking, especially Romano about his life, and he brought up Rome. Spain got a little sad, because Rome had been his teacher and he was dead now. Italy was also mentioned.

~Spain unbuttoned Romano's shirt to see his chest, which had writing on it.

~Romano took a shower?

~Fragments: Class, kids - 1, doesn't know answer

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APH Fragment (Non-lucid)

All I know was that it was Axis Powers Hetalia again and that it was about a couple. :/ I fell asleep before I could write it down.

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Crash Landing (Non-lucid)

Horrible vehicle accident dream. Took place at Renee Lane. I was driving in a truck(?) all over the yard, and apparently I flipped a switch that made me go really fast and I couldn't stop. I go flying over a hill but when I crash, I am no longer in the truck, but watching from the yard. I run over the hill panicking because mom and dad are in it, and how could anybody survive a crash like that?

When I get there, both of them are getting out looking banged up. I think I ask how dad is.

~Something about an injection in the neck. The tip was green.

~Something about me breaking a couple of fingers or maybe toes.

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Musical (Non-lucid)

There was a musical with four girls on stage. In the beginning I am one of the girls, and we're doing this part where we're sitting down and crossing our legs back and forth. It didn't really matter how we did it as long as we did it fast, but you had to start over again if you flubbed one a certain way.

Then I'm in the audience with my old school friend L. She tells me a story about how her 4 year old brother was killed by her other brother so that L, who was 2-3, could have his marrow to save her life. I think he got off because he was 'trying to save his sister'.

Someone in the audience asks the girls on stage what the 'funniest line' was. The middle girl thinks about it, says the line and explains why it's funny.

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H2 (Non-lucid)

Masturbation dream in the bathroom (not the one in RL). At one point Riley was in there, and jumped out. I thought to myself that that must be how she got on the something or other in the hall.

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Signing In (Non-lucid)

Mom needed help figuring out how to sign into a wallpaper site because she accidentally logged out. We couldn't find it anywhere though. She decided to call the site's tech support.

- On the left-hand side of the page in big letters was the word FUCK. I think I figured it was her username.
- When I woke up I got that deja vu feeling that the site was familiar.

I dreamed I was on a school bus(DS). I was talking to a friend about how fast the first quarter of school(DS) went by. We arrived at school. I was about to go to Art class(DS). On the way, I ran into another friend and we talked. I soon realized I was late, and ran to class.

I found this LDing app on iTunes called "Dream Sign" and I'm toying with it. Basically what it does is send you alerts while you are sleeping prompting you to "do a reality check" while you are in your REM sleep. We'll see how it works.

I'm inside of some sort of game that I was told to play by some guy. Chris plays too. It's some sort of rts mixed with action. All I remember is that part of the game requires buying and reselling and everyone is trying to swindle you. Especially the guy that invites me to play. I get chased around the game bring called "little twit" and all I try to do is hide. I end up so tired and scared of being chased I quit and as soon as I did I woke up. It was an interesting variation on the "being chased" dream.

For some reason I'm bowling with my buddy, Austin, and we're going back and forth throwing strikes. He has a house ball, I notice, and I know to think that that is odd because he has his own equipment. I'm using my old bowling ball. He throws a great strike and then I'm up and I roll my ball and do it poorly but somehow still get a strike. I remember shaking my head in my dream and knowing I got lucky.

I'm in some sort of gas station and it seem like I work there. Crizza is there. He's showing off some ring tone the Angels were giving away. It sounds lame but has Autotune and doesn't even mention the team. Alex is there too and I bring my guitar for some reason to try and learn while at the gas station.

I am laying on a futon in a friends dorm room, and the tv is on, playing something I can't make out. the room is dark and the only light is coming from the hallway through the open door. The room is filled with people that I used to know from high school and other places.

Lucid
Non Lucid

Plane Crash, Fire engines

Heavy rain and mud, some guy working a bulldozer, he's very good, called 'The Bushman'

regular dreams: 9-6-10

The first two dreams are from several nights ago and they are kinda depressing/disturbing. I don't really know why I had these dreams, probably from watching too many scary movies or something. The last dream is from last night. I can't remember much so they are just fragments.

Rape
I don't know who's house we were at, mine or someone else's. There was this middle aged woman there, with curly brown hair. I was just standing there watching as this guy was creeping around the outside of the house trying to break in. I called the cops but the line was busy and they never came. The guy got in the house and raped her right in front of me. This happened multiple times, it was like the dream was repeating itself and I couldn't change the outcome.

My Suicide
I was in my room and I'm not sure why but I wanted to die. So I think I took some pills or maybe cut my wrists, I don't remember. There were some people trying to get in my room and help me but they couldn't. I knew that I wouldn't die no matter what because I think part of me might have known that I was in a dream and I can't get injured in dreams. So all I really remember is sitting on the floor in my room dying.. or not.

Late For Class
It was third block(hour, class, whatever) and I was at my locker talking to a friend. I had forgotten what class I had next and the time clock was counting down. I started freaking out and looked at my schedule and saw that I had accounting class next(I don't even take that class in real life) and it was downstairs. So I hurriedly walked to the back of the school and to the right to a staircase(even though there's not one there in real life) and got to class like 5 minutes after the bell rang. But it didn't matter because the teacher said he never takes attendance and didn't care. Then I realized that I might have early lunch instead of late so I didn't even know if I was supposed to be there.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING


22:50 GMT – Sleep

Game like dream. Can’t recall content.

0:00 GMT

Bus ride to village in distress
Just as two nights before (the hovercraft ride dream), I am on a bus with more people crossing dangerous mountain roads with dangerous manoeuvres from the driver and we almost fall down a cliff. We arrive at this remote village in a valley, surrounded by woods. There was some kind of catastrophe there and the basic services are disrupted. More madness is expected soon, riots and violence. A muscled guy comes and starts orienting us. For some reason he seems to befriend me more than the rest of the group. We come to help and we evaluate the situation sitting on a picnic table outside: we try to evaluate how much food, water and other essential goods there are and how long they’ll last and we realise it won’t last more than 4 or 5 days. Because everything is torn apart, I see this village name plate half covered by debris and the only letters remaining visible say “...have ...fun...” I think this is highly ironic.


Fragment
I’m inside a house, with a big window facing the street. It has something like an advertisement stick on the window and I’m trying to read it on reverse, when some guy outside knocks on the window. He wants to speak to me and seems a bit angry. I exit the place.

Mourning a dying man
I’m now entering a room at my neighbour C. house. Her dad is extremely sick (in some kind of coma) and people are all gathered around him, mourning him, as if he was already dead. Strangely, some of my cousins and even my late grand-grandmother are also there, even if they don’t belong to this family or are alive at all. I feel this is very uncomfortable and wonder if they have no hopes that he gets better? On my way out I meet my dad and he says I have to be more loving towards him because one day he’ll also be lying dead like this guy. Sure, but I already know that, no point in stressing that out!


2:30 GMT

More details of a previous dream
Regarding the mosque lucid dream I had had a few nights before, someone comes in this dream to tell me it is actually surrounded by English-style gardens but doesn’t know anything about sacred stones, only that there was some stone-sculpture exhibition there and that a few days some people gathered there to celebrate some ceremony.

I’m no dancer
I’m on some place where it’s playing music and I feel like dancing. I actually think I’m doing ok, when more people join me. I can tell they are professional dancers and compared to them I’m just not good enough, but I’m having fun, so I don’t care. Then I realise I’m in the middle of some dance class final exam. The teacher comes to me and asks me “Do you think you danced well? and I say that on a professional level, of course not. Then she asks some other dancer “Do you think she danced well?” and he says no. Then she says she rests her case and turns her back on me, like outcasting me. I feel a bit upset. I mean, I know I am just an amateur, but my dancing is not that offensive to anybody’s eyes, no need to be so tough on me. Some fellow dancers show solidarity with me but in the end I say it’s ok, in fact she is right. Then I invite them to come along with me to a Vivaldi concert that will happen on some nearby auditorium.


3:40 GMT

A lucid hot date
I’m with Nighthawk watching tv on the couch on a living room. At first we're apart from each other, but slowly we snuggle with each other, our noses are barely touching each other, we look in each other’s eyes and we kiss. He whispered “My god, it’s so good to kiss you.” and I smiled, my heart thumping. He says ”Marry me.” I don’t know what to say and I say it’s complicated. He knows, he gets up, determined about something. I don't stop him, but seconds later I decide to go after him. On the corridor I remember to do a reality check . I put my hand on the wall and it sinks. I get lucid and for the first time on a lucid dream I actually feel frustrated that it is just a dream but I still decide I want to see how this will go on.
I find him on the next room with Riverstone, who is completely focused on something like a book and holding a cup of tea in his hand. I put my hand on the wall, I make a hole on it and I ask them “Do you know what this means?”. Riverstone looks totally disconnected and doesn’t react. Nighthawk has a misterious smile on his face and I don’t understand what goes on on his mind. I grab a piece of dissolved wall on my hand and pour it into Riverstone cup of tea telling him “This is just a fucking dream!”. He says I’m telling nonsense. I turn to Nighthawk and I say “He is always like this, he never believes me!”. Nighthawk, on the other hand, seems to be understanding exactly what I am talking about. Then he surprises me by replying “Well, I, on the other hand, know for sure this is damn real! I am really here with you!!! And I know we're dreaming!” Really? WOW! I was amazed.
I ask him “How...?” and he continues saying that he doesn’t recall those many dreams, but he does recall a few once in a while and that this might be one of those he will remember. I tell him he must absolutely remember this one!
At this point I realise that Riverstone is no longer with us. I turn to Nighthawk, absolutely thrilled and exhilarated with this totally lucid dream encounter. We smile and we kiss each other again, more passionately. We fall on the bed. I feel delighted with everything. Then his image starts to flicker and we realise he is losing lucidity and waking up. He says “Damn, not yet! I want to stay with you!” and I try to keep him there with me, grabbing him firmly. But he becomes just a blur, a shadow, until he totally disappears, like sand through my fingers. I find myself in this empty room, happy and sad at the same time. I sit on the floor and I stay there for a long time, hoping that he might re-enter the dream. But when I no longer feel the residues of his presence I decide there’s no point in staying longer, so I also wake up.

5:00 GMT

Excursion on the USA
I’m with Riverstone on some excursion in the US. We’re on a bus. A pregnant lady is just sitting in front of us. We’re passing by N.Y. and Riverstone is screaming joyfully every times he sees a landmark he recognizes. Later we’re outside any city, on some road leading to some other totally different place. We find ourselves in a swamp area. We see alligators on water and for some strange reason there’s a black guy swimming bravely among them. I worry for the guy but also comment that is so funny to be seeing alligators as I just had some conversation with someone about alligators during the day.


6:35 GMT

Love letter
I am again on a bus and some stupid guy/kid reads out loud a love letter I wrote to someone else. Although he doesn’t mention my name, he knows it’s mine and I believe everybody else will also know it’s mine. I wonder how he got it and feel terribly irritated. But instead of reacting, I just ignored him. I guessed this way I wouldn’t actually reveal myself and people would be in doubt. Only when the bus stops and we start coming out of it, I step on the guys passage and confront him with his action. I put my finger on his nose and make a threatening look and tell him something that scares him. He looks asian and familiar, but I have no clue who he actually is. He doesn’t like being threatened and tells me “Ok, ok. But why don’t you just tell the guy your feelings?” And I respond “But I did! What do you think that letter served for! I just wonder how you ended up with it in your hands.” He doesn’t confess.


Camp of giant cats
When we get out, we’re in some kind of camp and everybody starts smoking or is coughing. I comment it must be the lung cancer camp and the joke is not well received. Someone scolds me. We walk a bit further and I start to see lots of big houses, like an entire village and the most surprising of it is that I see giant cats looking behind them or inside them. Cool! I don’t kno if the cats are dangerous, but I start taking pictures of these amazing site.
[inspired by the cat sanctuary of this guy in the US, that collects abandoned and wild cats and takes care of them in this lovely sanctuary with tiny houses for the cats, as a real village.It even as a church and a wall-mart.]

8:30 GMT – Wake up

DREAM #1: I'm sitting in the passenger seat in my stepdad's blue Ford pickup and my mom is in the driver's seat. We are speeding near an iceberg with a few penguins sitting on top and there's a moat of freezing blue water around it. "Hang 11! Hang 11!" yells my mother, whatever that means. I realize the gas and break are under my feet but the steering wheel is on my side. Before I can hit the brake, my mom swerves the car and we keep racing down the icy road, wherever we are. Later in that dream, I remember sitting in a small wooden boat on a lake at sunset. An eccentric man with a full head of bushy hair gracefully rows by me with a cooking spoon.

DREAM #2: A women in her late 40's with long blond hair and ugly teeth is repelling down a building and she's wearing a white dress that's sliding down. Confused? Me too. Later in the dream, I'm walking my dog. It definitely looks like fall. In a pile of sand, I write, why did you reveal my body to everyone? or something like that.

DREAM #3: A man with blue eyes and thinning hair is in a bubble bath, singing a disgusting song and is being crazy. I then realize I'm dreaming, and get out of bed. I'm still wearing the same shorts and tanktop from when I was asleep, and everything looks very real. I walk downstairs where my Mom is making coffee, and I do a reality check, the pinch nose one. I can't breathe though, so I think I'm awake, and then I actually wake up. Is this my first false awakening?