dream fragment

If I'd bothered to do this at 7 AM instead of 2 AM the next day.. oh blah.

Zombies dove at me, this place is freaking me out. Chains, red lights, fuck.

I get out of the way easy, transport to another spot. Zombie trying to get through to me, I put a box up and triangle chained it so they couldn't get through.

Then I woke up.

fffuuuu---

1. I'm shoplifting several sticks of deodorant from Walgreens. An employee confronts me in the parking lot.

2. I'm poisoning a well in Africa. I seem to be spraying a toxic chemical onto the ground, which seeps down and makes the water unpotable. A young black girl catches me in the act, but all she does is compliment me on my hair and skip back into her village.

I don't remember all of them (thank goodness) but they were awful.

In one dream, my rabbit, Cuddlebug had crawled into some tube. The tube became tiny and it was somehow pressurized. It could unscrew but I always confuse my left from my right. Instead of loosening it, I tightened it and I felt a pop and my hands became wet with blood. I killed my pet and cried a lot- cursing my stupidity.

In another dream, it was a zombie apocalypse. I was running through the large house I always dream about. My youngest daughter was attacked and I didn't hesitate in killing her. I struck fast, but didn't complete the job. She laid on the ground before me, with a dazed expression on her face. Then she became a size just a little larger than a barbie dolll. I sawed of her head and then my grief consumed me.
Then I worried about how to conceal her body in case the world wasn't ending and the State stopped by.
That dream continued for a long time, but I've forgotten most of the details.
I was on a train at some point, and everyone marveled my stupidity.

That's it.

Oh yeah, but night before last, I dreamed I went back in time. I saw my younger self at the age of about 6. Then it dawned on me I wasn't that person. I was someone else, even though I still resembled her.

Lucid:

I was in a dream where me and a DC were trapped in a small shabby looking room as we had been kidnapped.
I remember the DC i was with as a male, with Curly hair. we were in the room when i suddenly shouted, "wait im dreaming!" to which my dream cahracter didn't take much notice of. Then all of a sudden our kidnapper burst into the room, he was a big fat bald man, he had an angry look on his face and he threw me around the room(as small as it was) but i seemed to be bouncing off the walls. i then saw a small window beside me and thought of it as an escape way. Dream ends.

I was lying in my bed and suddenly went into SP, i opened what i believe to be my dream eyes for a split second and saw about 10 Round yellow balls on my 'bedroom' floor.

i was lying in my bed this morning when i suddenly went into SP, i got a bit freaked as i knew i didn't want to go in to SP. i reamined calm and opened my eyes. I was still Paralysed but i was in the dream world looking at my bed but could not move. i then fought my way out of it. Dream End

Non-Lucid:
The other night i had a dream that me and some DC's were playing a rayman game in a big outdoor playground type place. i then said "what are those things called again"? (talking about lums to which u DC replied "lums". i thought this was weird as how did one of my DC's know something that i dont. which beg's the question 'Do DC's contain forgotten memories? or do DC's represent different memories?. Dream end

Me and some DC's were sitting in a forset with ( i thnk) playing airsoft. i picked up a mask a mask similar to pshyco mantis from MGS.

20.08.2010

A Dream and Two Fragments (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

1. I was in my grandpa's house, and I was laying in bed. I was listening to music I used to listen to to have a lucid dream. I was listening to it, then some big guy came into my bed. He looked really mean, so I ignored him. He told me I better keep the music down, or else he would kill me.

2. I was at a new college, but it looked like an army hospital for some reason. There were patients and a lot of people were sad. I walked down the hall, but I went too far, so I turned back. I saw two staircases. Shit! I couldn't remember if I was supposed to go up the staircase or down it. All of a sudden, in the blink of an eye, the whole place changed. Millions of people were lining up on the staircase going up. I decided to wait for the line to die down.

After what was like a second, the line was gone. I went up the stairs, and saw the receptionist. I was very nice to her, so she let me in free. I forgot what happened next, but I think there was a fight.

3. I was in my 9th grade math class, but everyone had computers at their desk. When we finished the test, we got to go on it. Me and a few people were done, so I decided to listen to music. The song I listened to was amazing, so I put it on repeat. While listening to music, I went on pogo. A kid asked me if I wanted to play hearts or spades. I told him no. The kid then asked me if I wanted to play Poppit (we were on Pogo). I told him it was a one player game. I listened to the song while playing a game in which you were a box bug. You had to get him ot the other side of the planet. I did. The dream ended.

At first when I woke this morning I thought I only had one fragment that I'd managed to maintain, but when I was in the shower I had a bit of a revelation. Since I'd awoken this morning I'd been thinking in the back of my mind, "Crap, I cheated on my wife!" But when I was in the shower and the thought crept up I immediately realized, wait a minute, no I didn't, that was a dream! And then like floodgates a lot of missing detail from that dream came back into memory.

The fragment, which I seem to recall being first, involved having a nosebleed. Oddly, it was coming out of both nostrils. I remember looking down at my chest and the blood was flowing down in two nice neat streams that curved symmetrically sideways and then back down in sort of a Y pattern.

The earliest point I can recall of the larger sequence was parking in a parking lot on the south side of a block that would be across from my old middle school, Ben Franklin. It was night. I entered the school; inside it was dark. I went into a poorly lit room where 3 people were waiting: a female teacher of whom my memory is quite blurry, Dr. Biberdorf, and another girl whom I identified Bethany P. (though she looked more like Emily G.) and seemed to think was either a friend or colleague. We were there for some sort of awarding ceremony. At some point, a fire broke out in the building and my viewpoint switched to a sort of retro-video game 3/4 view floorplan of the building and I watched little flame icons appear where the fire was and spread. As it reached my location it went back to first person and Biberdorf yelled at us to escape. I led Bethany outside and back to the parking lot, where we paused to recover. In a bit of only-makes-sense-in-Hollywood, Bethany and I proceeded to have exasperated survivor sex, complete with Hollywood fade-out and fade-in without being able to see any of the juicy details. Afterwards I offered to drive her home. I remember driving, seeing a few intersections. She lived at a building that looked like a college building, but inside was kind of a wierd mall-with-no-shops/college dorm hybrid. We stopped at some office where she had to grab some papers and some other guys came up to me and asked me if I had sex with her. I confirmed it, smug and apparently proud, and they congratulated me. A few other students (all of them in green shirts with some small, unidentified white words on them) continued to gather and congratulate me. When she came out of the office I waved goodbye and then left. I went back to the middle school, which was again somehow intact, back to the poorly lit room. Biberdorf was still there. I started telling him everything I remembered from the dream, leaving out the sex part (for some reason even now I couldn't remember who the female teacher was), when some random black kid came in. They began discussing something quietly, when I suddenly panicked as I was thinking to myself, "Crap, I cheated on my wife!" Apparently I had thought this out loud, because Biberdorf and the black kid stopped talking and looked at me. After a short pause Biberdorf briefed me on the importance of keeping this secret. He turned to the black kid and told him that if there was ever any rumor that I had cheated on my wife that he would personally kill the kid (I realize now after the fact that this is a little silly, being as there was already a mall-with-no-shops/college dorm hybrid full of people who already knew). I think the dream ends there.

I broke my right wrist two weeks ago, so I can't write my dreams down, and I had just started to.
It's also annoying to type, thus no DJs
To fill in the time, I've been watching HEROES online!!

I first remember being inside the toilet block at my school, but it was more of a living room inside. I remember teleporting Hiro Nakamura style to the next room, and seeing Matt Parkman and Kaito Nakamura there.

Next thing I remember I'm out the front of my school library where there are tables to sit at. Mine had a tablecloth over it :S
My dad was sitting with me, as well as someone else, probably a friend. I started pouring my dad some sparkling grape juice, and was purposely getting it on the tablecloth, which was starting to turn purple all over.

My dad said "Quick, go under the table and pause for 5 seconds." I did this, hoping the other people there wouldn't see (I can't let them find out about my ability) and I saw the grapejuice frozen in mid air, like globules, IT WAS SO COOL!
I could hear my dad counting to 5, even though time was paused, and then the globules splashed onto the ground.

Next thing I remember, I'm in a bus/coach with Nathan Petrelli, and it was raining.
Suddenly, an evil person somewhere outside the coach paused time, but I was aware it was happening, so Nathan told me to pause against it. When I did, I could move, but time was going really slow, instead of being still.

I looked out and observed the raindrops falling and splashing onto the puddles, every single raindrop make a tiny slow-motion splash, it was beautiful.

Then we were at this house, Nathan and I, and the people wouldn't let me in unless I showed them my power. I paused time and walked behind them, they let me in

I came to this machine which could let me swap my power for another character's power. I vaguely remember choosing "Elle" who can shoot lightning, but I don't remember what I did with it.

Then I chose "Claire" who can heal herself. I felt like I was getting more energy from being healed. Nathan, meanwhile, flew off somewhere.

I think I followed him to somewhere, but I can't remember anything from healing myself to waking up.

I have discovered my new goal!

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Yesterday was exhausting, so I had difficulties in recalling last night's dreams. On the first dream-phase I know I had 3 or 4 dreams, but no matter how much I try to recall, I just have vague feelings. In the morning all I could remember from these first dreams was one bit that was lucid.

Lucid mirror manipulation
Not a big deal as I have had many lucid dreams a lot more interesting, but hey, it's was lucid so it's important to mention. I got lucid when looking in a mirror. It happens a lot, even if the image is just perfect. There was somebody else with me and I wanted to show this person we were dreaming so I put my hand on the mirror until it became soft and I could put my fingers and hand through it. Then for some stupid reason, I decided I wanted to try its taste! SO I grabbed a little bit of liquified glass in my hand and touched it with my mouth. It got stuck in my teeth, as caramelized sugar and solidified around it. Imagine, glass teeth! I'm sure it would look cool, but the sensation was not so comfortable, so then I lost lucidity trying to get it off my teeth. How stupid.

Guesthouse with lots of guests I know
On my second dream-phase I also don't recall the beggining. But I was visiting some city (recurrent dream I have, always travelling somewhere). I can only remember well from the moment I entered the place where I was lodged. I had to insert a code on the door to be able to enter and I was afraid I didn't know what it was and would have to sleep outside. [semi-lucid] I kinda knew I was in a dream and that is why I had no idea of the code. But I tried the one from a place in Germany where I was staying a few months ago and it worked. Nice. So I entered this place, it was very late in the night and there was no soul around. I went to a room that was available - no idea if it was mine or not, but I had to rest. I thought it was extremely nice place and apparently costed 50 EUR per night, which I thought was not that cheap but also not so expensive for the conditions it had.
I hear some voices in the corridor so I open the bedroom door and I saw a bunch of my old colleagues from the university. Somehow they were now like some characters from Grey's Anatomy. They were interns in med-school (althoug we are actually biologists) and were all leaving in the middle of the night to go watch and learn some important surgery.
I go back to my room and there is this strange vintage curtain over the bed. I pick it up and realise it would make a lovely dress (dresses seem to also be a recurrent theme), so I try to transform it and try it out, when two girls start entering my room. Apparently it was theirs or they are also trying to find one that is empty. But one of them is a girl I know for many years called Diana. We talk a little bit but the conversation ends around the dress I was trying to make. I look in the mirror and I look incredibly fat on it - usually in my dreams I'm incredibly hot - and they seem disgusted, and comment that such nice dress on a fat lady is just wrong. I think that I'm not that fat but didn't realise it was a dream-effect.

The Pope and buddhist monks
Later on I am wandering on this guesthouse which is now huge like a city in itself. I found myself in a part of it that is castle like. I don't remember the details but I am now with my buddhist teacher and some buddhist monks. I am wearing robes like the ones of the monks but actually they have 3 colours: red, yellow and aqua-blue. When I am still starting to figure out how I and them got there, passes by us on a corridor a bunch of catholic priests and monks and then the Pope. Lots of people with candles follow them and we do that to. We all end up on a room. [This was clearly resulting from a conversation I had with my dad during the day. He doesn't accept very well that I'm buddhist so I asked him if he'd feel more happy that I was catholic. He is an atheist so that would be even more hideous to him]. The Pope is conducting a mass and even the buddhist monks are paying attention and respects and I think, maybe I should do the same, but for some reason I don't feel any devotion towards this guy as I do feel for my teacher. Then I hug my teacher wholeheartedly. Of course he is only my projection and that is why he doesn't react. I notice that his robes are the exact opposite of mine (in terms of colour disposition) and I can't help to realise the parallel with the Da Vinci code theory about the clothes of JC and Magdalene on the Last Supper. I hear all of the mass and then the Pope and everybody else leaves. When I pass in front of a giant mirror in a hallway, the way that my half-buddhist robes are now falling, instead of folded, I realise that I look so much like Virgin Mary. And I look beauuutiful.

[ Prince of Persia
I'm now on top of what looks like a curtain wall of the guesthouse turned into castle. There's a lot of commotion on the street down there. The earth is shaking a bit and a huge scar appears on the ground. On the other side of the street there's more of this castle like construction and a gate leading to its inside. There's a big banner announcing Prince of Persia (I guess the movie). A guy appears behind me and invites me to go cross the other castle. Apparently it is already closed as it is night but he knows some way to get inside. I go think about it but first I go back to the guesthouse inside to rest or change clothes or whatever.

Peeing and the black hair girl again
Again in the guesthouse, which is becoming more palace like each minute, I try to find a toilet. I finally get to one but when I'm already going to seat on the toilet I realise there's a girl in the shower. But she is just sitting there, with clothes on and I'm not sure what she's doing there. I look at her and recognise the girl with the long straight balck hair from yesterday's dream on a cave. She just tells me to go ahead and pee. I do it and it actually relieved me a lot. But here I got semi-lucid and realise that I could be peeing myself in bed! I think "I hope not". but continue living the dream.

Marriage
After the toilet scene I was again going up and down exploring the guesthouse and found myself in a huge ballroom where a marrige was being celebrated. Mostly old people were there but also a few youngsters. I realise everybody is looking fancy and I'm on sabrinas with socks and decide at least to take the socks out. Some young girl laughs at me because I took at least 5 socks from one foot. Then I sit on a table with the young people and one the boys invites me for something. Actually I think it's the one that wanted to visit the castle in front. Apparently he is quite a playboy and only the hot girls get his attention so everybody is either surprised or envious that he is flirting me. I mean, not that I'm ugly, but I'm in a palace, on a marriage, with 5 pairs of socks...

Kill Bill
In the last dream-phase of the night I was inside the Kill Bill movie. I don't know if it started before, but remember only being under the ground with Uma Thurman. I felt like I was her but watching her from the outside at the same time. She was pissed and trying to get to the surface. Unlike the movie, in this dream there was a guy by her grave just ensuring she was really dead and buried. Then, like in a zombie movie, she put her hand outside, the guy freaked out but had no time to run, she grabbed him by the neck, beat him up and threw him on the grave hole left by her. He was K.O. for some time but when he was waking up, she threw on him an explosive. His eyes popped out with despair when he saw death coming and she pressed a button and kabum! Then I though - wow, that was mean and I would definetly not do it. I'm just watching, I'm not really her. Then I was not having fun anymore and woke up.

When I woke up and was trying to remember all the details of the dreams to write it down, I then opened my eyes and the face of this girl in black hair was still hovering in front of me on the ceiling. Who is she? Maybe she's been on my dreams for a longer time but only know that I'm recalling many more of them I noticed her presence. Or maybe she is just a dreamer that started now sharing dreams with me. If you're out there, I hope to find you

I am in my parent's basement and there are hundreds of people there, all holding hands and spiralling around me. It is a physical and visual representation of a new internet fad that is like twitter but consists of short video clips. Someone starts a post on a certain topic and anyone can respond with thier own video clip or something like that.

The scene changes and I am outside in a park somewhere but the same thing is going on. I am viewing the video twitter clips on a laptop but there are still people holding hands and spinning around me.

There is a part about someone not being able to post because they are South American and I protest and start a new video twitter about it. Many people get in line behind me to use my computer so they can also post their protests.

Near the end of the dream some celebrities show up to join in but the only one I can remember is Michael Bolton.

19.08.2010

Parking lot (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

One of my down nights. I have been thinking a lot in my new business stuff.

- It was day and sunny.
- I was driving.
- I was in a parking lot, but I was going wrong way.
- My wife told me that it did not matter, to go ahead.
- I realized that it was a good idea, we would bed to drive around a very big block (like 2-3 miles) if we did the other way.

Missed Dream Signs:
- Unknown.

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

I don't recall much of these dreams, so they'll just be posted directly from whats in my physical dream journal.


Alyssa moved into a big apartment on York campus, it had several closed circuit cameras installed. Derp (her cat) was classified as a "class 2 cat", so she didn't have to get rid of him. She had a camera mounted outside her front door that had an 'anti-rape alarm'

My next dream I can barely make out what I scribbled. I'll interpret it to the best of my ability.

"Strange dream, living with parents, they hated me smoking weed. I decided to use a clean bong as a waterbottle, and then received a big talk from both my parents. Me and my mom drove around until Alyssa arrived in a taxi. Neighbors were complaining about the parking situation. Some more neighbors came and asked me if I did art. I told them not metalworking or floral art. They kept referring to my parents as snitches."

after re-reading the dream, I recall it being incredibly vivid at the time, however reading it now it seems more foggy.

So I've had 11 dreams recalled in the last 3 or 4 days. Definitely not bad and muuuch better than I had been doing. I guess it was just my hectic schedule/lack of proper sleep. Anyways I have three more to report for you guys. I could have had a 4th, I'm pretty sure, but it faded before I could get a good grip on it. Sometime they come back over the course of the day but this one didn't.

Dream One: Playing music with a buddy. This was a cool dream because when I was walking around, in the dream, with the guitar and strumming it felt really cool to actually be able to play something. I can barely play in real life.

Austin a friend and I are behind some sort of eat out spot on like a back patio where there are more tables and such. I'm convincing Austin to stay and play the show with me and to move in with me. He's reluctant to but finally agrees to as long as he can leave every night by midnight to go home to his parents. At the time I think it's odd that he's willing to do that.

So i star jamming some finch song on guitar while waiting out back for people to come and a few kids pass by on their way inside. They are super impressed by what I'm playing. Finally it's time for the people eating to come out and watch the show. They start filing out to the various tables and I take the stage. Suddenly I'm really nervous and I realize I don't know any songs. My wives parents are there and I'm scared i disappointed them.

This was the tiniest sliver of a fragment.

I also remember some odd fragment as well. I can't remember if what position it is for but my buddy Justin recruits me for his band. And then I'm hanging out with my buddy Josh. And then the dude from hello goodbye is walking down the stairs while playing a ukulele and singing.

Weird

Another basketball related dream. Fffuuu. Why don't I RC? I know my dream signs..

I'm playing full court basketball with the Chicago bulls against some random other guys. I get to one end of the floor and go up for a huge dunk but some defender pulls me down. As I land I go right back up from the other side to try and put it back. I go onto a message board and see a thread about best dunks you've ever missed.

The only thing I have written down is a fragment that I had some kind of dream where I was at Dunder Mifflin.

Missed Dream Signs:

-Scranton

1. I arrive at my college for a new year, but as I'm unsure where to go I end up meandering through random hallways. In one of them I find my friend Mary T, who directs me up to her room. She's very happy to see me, and we hang out by playing a music theory game using a piano controller against another friend via Skype. Soon we start to cuddle, but as we do we're rudely intruded by an orientation activity. The RAs are leading a "Parade of Geeks," dressed in suspenders and huge glasses. They take my friend CW from the room after asking "Is anyone weird?" and Mary and I join him in support. I get lost on the way and stumble into a succession of other rooms on the floor. One contains freshmen girls from my old high school, another is an office space, and another is an apartment housing my roommate from the research station and his father.

2. CA and I are the only survivors of a pandemic that is changing all of my college into gibbering lunatics. I commend her as she singlehandedly diagnoses the disease and develops a cure.

3. I'm present in the final level of a Paper Mario game that takes place in the bar level from Guitar Hero. I am playing bass in the background, but when the final boss shows up I start to interact in the Paper Mario world. My dialogue is extremely cocky as I fight rather poorly, but as people criticize me I say I'm roleplaying. Another band leaves in fear and I insult them, leading to one of their members and I exchanging insults. He ends up kicking me in the face, which loosens the glasses I'm wearing.

4. I am watching a dinner show at the Dollywood theme park. Each guest is given a light gun to interact with the show as it goes on. As the show starts, the main character boasts how presidents (Bush father and son) and other dignitaries love it. The seats then move backwards to proper viewing distance for a massive screen, where a trippy music video appears. In the video, a redneck pharmacist has placed the world in a stupor by distributing colorful pills in colored Solo cups. The audience seems to enter the music video, and there's a crowd marching single-file through a large mansion.

At this point, I remember the main character declaring that the whole thing is a dream, and I feel a mild awareness for the rest of the scene. However, I don't feel any control and the faintest of physical sensations, so I'm not counting it as a true lucid. For some reason, I know my name is Vincent in the dream, and my body has split into several selves. One looks like the waking me, but several are burly black men and one is a golden robot. I feel pulled away from the march through the mansion, and my other selves go exploring with me. The robot leads the way to a golden cabinet, where I see a camera and a cell phone. Out of the corner of my eye I develop an X-ray vision and see the two objects go down a shelf in the cabinet. I know that to go further into the mansion, I have to move the objects myself, as the vision was an illusion.

Edit: This is a partial entry with one dream sequence omitted. See file 0818-0819; recall note: mall apartment, egg achievement, delivery man.

I've got a few fragments to record, unfortunately I ran into a problem wherein I woke up perfectly to remember them, thought about the dreams enough to crystallize them somewhat (or at least for sure the fragments I'm about to write down), but then I intentionally neglected to get up to write them down. This is something to work on overcoming in the future. I was reluctant to get up under the justification that it was sort of the middle of the work week and I was too tired to get up and write for a while to justify doing it. Plus some of the subject matter of the first one made me reluctant to bother to remember it at all (in fact, although I feel it's beneficial to write as much detail as I can remember, I'd still kind of rather any readers skip over this post). I would like to congratulate myself on the noticeably improved dream recall though, it's amazing what just a little effort can do to go a long way towards awakening at the end of dreams and remembering plenty of detail.

So here we go. As usually I'll try to keep it as chronologically in order as possible.

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The next one was a shorter fragment. I was with my immediate family. Everything seemed kind of retrograde; my brother was younger and both my parents were heavier as though it was before they both had gastric bypasses. We walked through a small junkyard into the waiting room of what looked like a car repair shop, but was apparently a combination car repair shop/walk-in clinic. Everyone sat down in a chair to wait but me; I paced around the room being annoyed and angry that once again people I'd known for years had nothing but contempt and disregard for my medical opinion. At some point I noticed my mother was missing a foot, and I thought, "Diabetes." Curiously, she was still able to walk fine despite the missing/invisible foot. She got up to ask the receptionist what was taking so long, she sounded frustrated, in pain, and desperate. She then went and sat down at a different spot. She was trying to partially cover her face with her coat, but I noticed she was crying. I continued pacing around and making mental notes about my family members until the dream ended.

One last quick note: just went to start breakfast and I remembered one more super short fragment wherein I noticed that the free expired 2-liter bottle of Dr. Pepper I brought home from work a few days ago expired in 1995.