dream fragment

Mission:
I infiltrated some base with my sister. We had some shortcomings and fixed them. We also had a list of things to accomplish.

Thoughts: Unfortunately, I couldn't recall any more details of the base, the shortcomings and the things that we had to do

Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations

I'm experiencing terrible recall lately. I haven't had any substantial recall for days now. Last night I only recalled a bit a fragment of a dream. It's barely worth writing down, but I will anyway for the sake of consistency and discipline.

Tea on Tap Fragment

I was in the kitchen. I was going to make a cup of tea. I went to the sink to wash a cup, but the water that came out of the tap was tea and I filled my cup. I recall being slightly confused, and then just accepting it.

1. I'm making a thrilling video-game style escape from an industrial type level. I'm not so much running or parkouring, although there is some of that. Instead, I'm solving puzzles where the penalty is falling down large pits. For example, to cross one I have to latch a carabiner shaped like a hummingbird to the right track above the pit and glide across. Below me is a horde of giants, reaching up to grab my feet and eat me. I think I may actually have failed once, but I re-spawned and took the right path. In another puzzle, I have to figure out the motion of a series of ladders and trains. I jump from one to the other, whirling almost out of control before I land on solid ground.

Finally I manage to break out of the level into a building (which I recognize from another dream after the fact). I take the wrong elevator but eventually break out into my hometown. For whatever reason I walk through a combination strip club/liquor store, then exit from there into a strip mall parking lot. I get surrounded by police, who accuse me of shoplifting and try to tase me. I start getting really scared and half-lucidly force myself to wake up.

2. I'm at a beautiful Japanese university with Dr. C from my research station. He drops me off by a riverbank and tells me to wait as he performs some errands. I dutifully wait, pulling out my laptop and playing Age of Empires II to pass the time. My mom randomly shows up, bringing hometown pizza and her homemade pie, and asks about my general health. By eating and conversation I manage to ease her worries and she goes away. I then wander off to take a leak. When I return, I see two kids in a pickup truck have stolen all my stuff and are driving away!

Frantically I run after them and end up in the main building of the university. I find all of my stuff set up just as I had left it in a hallway of the building. I play some more, then talk to a janitor about the school's study abroad program. Soon I wander into a busy stairwell, where Dr. C passes by, then the two kids who stole my stuff. V passes by me; she then passes by me again in the same direction, and this time she kicks me into the stairs and starts screaming that I deserve the pain. Apparently she heard something I said as "I want a domestic divorce," but this was the opposite of what I meant. I panic to tell her the truth, but the dream ends before I meet up.

3. I'm in some cartoonish epic of wizards and wizardry. A white wizard (white as in race) is on the run from a horde of black wizards led by his archrival and former apprentice. He runs into his house and sets the locks just in time to have the horde crash on his door. He draws his wand, then turns to face the nemesis he knows has teleported right behind him. The two draw, and they launch volleys of magic meant to kill.

4. The scene is set in an exotic hotel, where people are exercising nasty fetishes about the Warhammer 40K universe. Soon things shift to the hotel's courtyard, where the lead singer of the band Foxy Shazam is teaching a dance class.

After reading through the website last night I decided to try some of the techniques to recall my dreams. I laid in my bed and remembered the following:

I have a false awakening and wake up in my bed at my old house. I moved out of that house 3 years ago but everything was clear and detailed as it had been when I lived there. I get up from bed, move downstairs into the basement, and find my friend and his girlfriend sitting there on the couch. They look angry at each other. Then, my friend's girlfriend comes over and sits by me instead of my friend. My friend leaves and his girlfriend says that she wants to be with me but I won't allow it. Suddenly, I am in a grocery store that is very bright. I am walking with my friend (same friend in the basement) looking for something. I don't know what we are looking for but we can't find it. Then, I am at my old high school walking with the senior class through the main gym singing a song about freshmen. I have never heard or sang a song about freshmen but this song was clear as day in the dream with clear lyrics and music in the background. As we walked out of the gym, I was suddenly in a chemistry lab looking at a circular metallic blob floating in a glass tube. I am wearing a lab coat and studying this substance for a while and then another man in a lab coat walks in and talks to me. The language is not my own but I seem to understand it. Finally, I have another false awakening in the same bed at my old house and I walk into the playroom upstairs. My friend (same friend that has been in all the other sections of the dream) is sitting at the computer playing Halo 3 and the TV is on. I ask him if he's mad about his girlfriend and he says no and that I should find her and date her. I watch him play Halo 3 for a while and when he dies in the game I go downstairs to search for her. I look all over the house and can't find her.

I felt pretty excited to remember so many fragments of my dreams last night considering I normally do not recall my dreams well. Although each dream were short snippets they all seemed to be connected somehow. I can't wait to sleep tonight to see what new dreams I can recall!

This is my first attempt at a dream journal, so bear with me a little. I've never intentionally tried to remember a dream as hard as I'm trying now, and while most of it seems to be coming back , there are holes in my memory. Hopefully I'll get better with time and experience.

The first scene that I can remember consists of me and my girlfriend. This is probably a good sign, considering I was trying dream incubation involving her before I went to bed. She and I are laying in a bed, the top bunk of a bed as a matter of fact, which is unusual because I haven't slept in a bunk bed for years. It's the top bunk of the bunk bed me and my brother shared as kids, but he's not in the bottom bunk and I don't know what room we're in. We're at my house (whichever house that is, I don't know), and it's starting to get really late. I remember having driven her to my house, which means for her to get home I'll have to drive her back, but somehow she convinces me it's too late to drive her back and that she should just stay the night here. I'm instantly afraid of what her father will say, but somehow she's able to abate my fears and she stays the night.

The scene changes sort of abruptly. I know for a fact that there was a scene directly following the first that I can't remember in its entirety, but I do know that it involved an acquaintance of mine who, as fate would have it, sells weed. I don't think I ever actually saw any marijuana, but it was more like I couldn't help thinking of it when I thought of him just because I associate him with weed pretty deep in my brain. I feel like he was in a really old building, and the last thing I remember about that scene is that I had to walk a very long distance all alone over a rather desolate landscape. I don't know if I was headed for the old ruins he was in or not, but regardless, when I switched to the next scene I was with some of my friends, and he wasn't there. Only thoughts of him seemed to appear in my mind I think. For some reason I feel as though a piece of this part of the dream consisted of a flashback of sorts to a particular time during which another friend of mine and I bought some weed from him and subsequently smoked it in that friend's barn, but I don't know.

The next scene was fairly easy to read. One friend of mine, who is remarkably insecure and actually just kind of a weird guy, starts going on and on like he usually does about how terrible his ex-girlfriend was. About everything she did to him and then some. I usually get tired of hearing about it when he does it in real life, and my dream is no different--I remember wanting to just tell him to shut up. Somehow my wish is granted, so then I begin talking to my other friend, with whom, as of late, I have not been terribly friendly. My main problem with him lies with his girlfriend, who is absolutely domineering and jealous and mean (not to mention butt-ugly), but for some reason no matter how many times they break up they just get back together. I'm usually the one to give him a hard time about her, and from what I recall that's exactly what I was doing--just busting his chops about his crazy girlfriend again, all while our other friend complained about his ex.

The last scene is really weird. I'm sitting on a sort of island which is actually composed of the base of a very tall tower. Somehow I've travelled back in time to before the tower is fully constructed and all that has been finished is the base. I remember a man walking away from the tower very exasperated for some reason, and I tried to figure out why he was so flustered, but he walked away and disappeared. The next thing I knew I was sitting on the island with my nine-year-old sister. A small gap in the base of the tower was present, and between that gap I could suddenly see the water that stood between us. There was a walkway that I could travel across to get to my sister, but I just stayed where I was. I remembered that I had forgotten my toothbrush, and I told her that, but for some reason she took out my toothpaste from my bag and started squeezing it all out and emptying it. I implored her to stop, because that toothpaste contained my ability to have lucid dreams, but she just kept going and squeezed most of it out. I just sat there on the other side of the island and watched.

And that's about when I woke up.

I don't know how to interpret much of this, but it probably has a little to do with my girlfriend. Last night she and I had a huge argument about the fact that we've been dating for almost a year and yet she's still more jealous and untrusting of me than I could possibly imagine. I tried dream incubation to figure out a way to get her to trust me, but I don't know if this is the real result of that or not. Last night was sort of a combination of efforts to incubate a dream and have a lucid dream. All I know is that the latter didn't work as planned.

Notes: This dream was very long, but it was really fragmented.

I was in 3rd person mode, except, I wasn't there. I was looking at the dream like a TV, I guess. The dream opened on a guy standing in an alleyway beside my mom's house, where the garage is supposed to be.

He (let's call him Alex) saw a dead possum, or the carcass of it, picked it up, and ate it. Yuck. He walked back around the house to find a party going on. (Several parties were going on, actually) Alex was confused as to where he was, but he wasn't stupid. A girl walked up to him and told him something. I can't remember what she told him.

After she walked away, another person just like Alex walked up to him and told Alex to go catch him a possum. Alex said sure because he was delighted (and he would get a few snacks on the way). Alex then walked back to the alleyway, and peeked around the corner. The girl and her friends were sitting there, so he decided to walk away.

Alex walked down the street to the last house. He bumped into a woman who was getting into her car. "Sorry." he said. "That's okay, sweetie." She replied. She drove her car away. As Alex looked up more, he saw a giant pink thing similar to the St. Louis Arch. But much, much smaller. He walked around the corner on the left side and to his surprise found another house with a party going on. He just ignored it and went on down the road.

After a couple of minutes, he arrived at a boring business looking house. There was a small park beside it, and Alex found himself looking for squirrels. I can't remember what happened next; I must've woken up.

Shit kinda sucks when dream recollection fades as you go to type your dream out.

There's one thing that I can remember and that is this young girl. Her name was .... eurgh I can't remember and this is annoying me, because I asked for her name specifically so that I could perhaps meet her again when she was older. I recall that she did something pretty extraordinary.
She was wearing a horizontally striped long-sleeved cotton shirt.

We were in some sort of restaurant I think. Bt it was like the restaurant was in a large cavern. The tables were scattered throughout and it was lit by torch flames. (Perhaps I am just making this up, and this wasn't really part of my dream, but it's all I can think of at the moment).

There was another part of the cavern and over there was Philippines or something. I can't remember anymore >.<

I don't remember much about this dream, just that I was at the beach (not the actual beach, but a town at the beach.) I remember Blair had made me very angry because we had had plans for that day, but she had left to hang out with other friends. So, I smoked. I don't actually remember the action of smoking, just realizing that I was very high. After this, I remember "half-way" waking up. I was asleep, but I could feel my body. I started feeling this way when the part of the dream that I was high. I believe this was sleep paralysis that was giving me the "high" feeling. I was half way awake, and I could feel my sleep paralysis, therefore giving me that high feeling.

July 19th, 2010

It's 2:05 AM, and I have gone to bed to sleep.

Its 3:29 AM and I have awoken, my dream not being lucid or controlled, but mostly remembered.

I don't know how I've gotten here, it's somewhere with my friends who I will call Jorge, B, Ricardo and my brother ehalv.

At first we all rush into a white van, which belongs to the "Crips". We discover somehow that crip means "blue". We are all pretty shocked by this for some reason. We hop into the van in a rush. Why we entered the van with no precaution in it being owned by a gang, I don't know. A lingering sense that we we're running away exists. I get in last, already stuffing myself into the car. The first person I see is Ricardo in the front passenger seat. Wether he was there all along or not I don't know. He's asking me if the mosh pit was awesome, and then tells me it was. I shake my head yes. Someone appears to get in the car but we have already begun driving. We're in a hurry. I look behind me, only one kid sits on the left, alone. I notice the kid beside me attempt to hop back to fill the remaining seat and free room in this row. At this time, something out the front window catches my eye and I notice the driver has been distracted. He has veered off course, to his left a little, missing a right hand turn, over a curb and next to a playground. At this point I say "Hell no--AW HELLLL NO! He's on the playground! He missed the turn were on the grass!" and I say a little more, but I can't remember. Everyone laughs at the idea of me saying that in this situation, where I also began in turn giggling. We leave the car at this time, still laughing, someone repeats what I've said. In front of the car to the right is the playground, and several feet ahead of it there are dips, hills petruding in the grass going downward. Almost like giant stairs of grass. The driver says it's okay and that this is where we're supposed to be. I say aloud "It's all good unless the boys come!", or something along the lines. Not seconds later does gunfire erupt behind us. I sense bullets flying past me, as if they were raindrops falling sideways. We hurry to get into the van.

I've woken up.
A flash of a letter written to me on paper or a social networking site says "you used to scare me years ago but ever since i got a ...(taste*) i've wanted another ..." This is all I remember. It is from, who I will call, Rose.

Regret fills my head, as does guilt, for not remembering the rest of the letter, or other important information and other parts of dreams I may have fell into. Although I feel regret, I think it is falsely diagnosed to an event that has never occured before, and in being so, couldn't have affected my social, or in any case, daily life.

The dreams were not vivid. They were more of ideas that grew spontaneously, wildly and with ease, but never seemed to acheive full visual scope. At least, if I'm remembering correctly.

It is 4:06 AM and I return to bed to sleep. In my hand I hold an object. No larger than a chess piece, but considerably heavier.

It is 6:59 AM, I dreamt a little. I find it funny I remember less even though I was asleep for longer.
I hear commotion outside of my bed room. I end up in my breezeway facing outside at the door, I kneel down, I hear people yelling and talking. My friend Justin rides his bike into my backyard, he looks at me and says "I think I got a five", discreetly. He means five dollars. Suddenly they begin talking very loudly and my parents lights turn on, I tell them to keep it down. They panic and Justin hands me a gun. "We found a gun, a real gun, here" he says. I grab it and it feels heavy. Very heavy. I begin to panic as they leave, or dissapear but both are relative. I set it down beside some plants outside and walk back into the breezeway. Through the door in front of me, I see a group gathered. I exit the door back outside, this time into my front yard, and see my oldest brother surrounded by people asking him questions. He seems to have it under moderate control. I ask what it's all about. He says the dog got loose again. Standard procedure. I head inside, my dad is talking to someone about pizza, or food. I end up going downstairs to pee because someone is in the bathroom. A christian man follows me. He needs to pee and pees on the opposite side of the room. I end up not peeing at all and head back upstairs, with a handfull of bacon in my hands.

I'm awoken and the object I had held in my hand before falling asleep is laid side by side next to my phone on my bed. Seemed placed carefully, but I cannot remember doing so.

#950:
Date: July 17th, 2010
Length: 4 minutes

The world is coming to an end, apparently. I'm outside with a couple people (the precise location is actually on a highway I've been on IRL), one of which is my mom, and we're planning an escape to some safe place. It seems that most people haven't realized that a series of huge disasters is about to occur. I look up at the sky, and see a large storm brewing, which will apparently destroy everything (there might also have been an earthquake coming, too).

We've apparently secured a plane, and so we're gathering our stuff as quickly as we can so we can leave. At some point, my mom realizes she forgot something that I apparently wanted, and she seems very sad about it (I think she even cried). I feel really sorry for her, and tell her it's really not that important to me. Eventually, someone (the "leader" of our group of people) announces that we need to leave very soon, and so to finish what we're doing.

We end up on some airstrip, at night, in the pouring rain. The plane has already begun firing up its engines, and so we have to quickly get on. I think the plane was already moving or something, so it was hard to move around. I quickly got on and got strapped in, expecting a rough ride. After that, I don't recall much, except some instants of extreme turbulence, and thinking to myself that I should have just stayed on the ground and died there, instead of dying in a plane crash that was seeming more and more likely.



#951:
Date: July 17th, 2010
Length: 2 minutes

This was kind of a weird dream. I start out in some kind of underground place that looks like a mix of a small airport, a construction zone, and a sewer system. I'm there with Bruce Willis, and a girl who is supposed to be his daughter. We're apparently trying to escape this class and get back to the surface. We climb a bunch of ladders and walk across several metal walkways, and get to some place where we set down a few backpacks that I guess we were carrying this whole time.

We wait around for a bit, then start noticing something moving in one of the backpacks. We find that really strange, and I reach for the bag and try to feel what's inside. As I set my hand on the backpack, I feel a large, spherical creature, and it starts moving frantically. I recoil, and we carefully open the bag. The creature quickly jumps out -- it's a kind of giant, smooth hairball, and we're all freaked out by it. It's pretty aggressive, but we back off and it eventually goes away. Bruce Willis explains something weird about how it was created by hair that fell in the backpack and rotted.

Eventually, we manage to find our way back to the surface. I walk outside, alone now. There isn't much around, except a dirt road, which I follow. At this point, I somehow realize (I think by looking at an advertising panel?) that all this was actually a commercial for Toyota. I'm a bit angry about this, and just keep walking down the road.



The other day I also had a sort of semi-lucid dream. All I can really remember from it is some sex, and going up to a counter, and asking someone for "polymorph potions," which they gave to me. The liquid was a sort of silvery color.

18.07.2010

Going to a few places. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed pretty tired. I had a a very rough evening at work. I was able to recall five dreams, however, some of them were fragments.

Fifth of the night:

- We were in a house.
- Different apartments.
- We had to go to four different places.
- My wife had the addresses for these places.
- We also had to go to a fifth place.
- I asked my wife if she grabbed all we needed for the day.
- She pointed out her purse and she mention she had all the addresses in a piece of paper.
- Someone rated my wife with a 7 for some reason.

Missed dream signs:
- Different building.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Leave for a Task of the Year.

18.07.2010

Fragment Olive Oil (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed pretty tired. I had a a very rough evening at work. I was able to recall five dreams, however, some of them were fragments.

Third of the night:

- Indoors.
- Olive Oil.

Missed dream signs:
- Unknown.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Unknown.

18.07.2010

A bee in my room (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed pretty tired. I had a a very rough evening at work. I was able to recall five dreams, however, some of them were fragments.

First of the night:

- I was indoors somewhere.
- There was a bee.
- The bee was flying in front of me and I was worried it would sting me.
- I woke up thinking there was a bee for real in my room.

Missed dream signs:
- Unknown.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Unknown.

Ok, this dream was the product of me being bored today and wanting to see how well i could do with dream recall as i have almost 0% recall. I took 2 1 hour naps in the living room, awakening between each with my cell phone alarm. I only remembered 1 dream. Here it is.

Star Wars Soccer
Ok, so the dream started with me being in a 1st person shooter type scenario. Im situated in a rocky, hilly field. Im shooting at some far off little animals, and theres reticles and health bars and the whole nine yards as far as the video imagery goes. I then start taking fire from presumably a sniper in a far off rocky outcrop. I take cover and return fire, killing him. That then alerts nearby enemies to fire at me as well, and a firefight ensues. I try to run to a better cover spot, and then the battle explodes. People pour out from everywhere, most of them star wars related, people with light sabers, storm troopers, etc. Im running in this stone valley bordered by rocky highlands on each side, there were thousands of places for people to take cover, so the battle was extremely epic. I was sprinting through the crossfire towards a certain factions main congregation, a faction i guess my brain synthesized, called the Crystal Sword Warriors. Of course they have giant multi-colored swords made of crystals. I tried to sneak up on thier leader and kill him, but somehow my mentality did a 180 and i became the Crystal Warriors second in comand. At this point the fighting stopped and the leaders of the respective factions agreed to meet in he center of the field to discuss a truce. At first it was very serious feeling, but then it suddenly changed and i became aware that this was actually the team captain meeting before a soccer game and that we were about to play, army vs army, and that this was currently being telivised. Oh, and the US soccer team was there as well . We for some reason start making jokes to eachother, and the Sith team captain tries to be a ham and make an epic speech in front of the cameras, but one of my crystal guys sneak up behind and kics his legs out. Everyone laughs and to my surprise the Sith doesnt slice my dudes head off. Then someone else, i dont remember who, tries the same deal, to make an epic spech. The US team captain, he happens to be Han Solo, comes over and pours toothpicks all over the guys head, also resulting in laughter. Han comes over to me and gives me a cheesy smile, which results in me backhanding him across the face pimp-style. More laughter, however this laughter is very forced and over-the-top as to appease the camera men and thier stations. After the cameras are gone, everyone turns on thier heels and briskly walk away from eachother back to thier soccer armies. I wish Han good luck before i go and he responds pleasantly, i forget exactly what he did. I then woke up. Which is sad, cause i really wanted to see thousands of storm troopers, Sith and random American athletes playing soccer at once.

I also had a fragment of a dream. I was in my dinning room, and my mom was sitting outside in the back yard. I looked at the table, and there was a tiny basket with two gross looking mice in it, their features were all distorted and actively changing, they looked like reflections in a pool of water. I frantically called my mom over to deal with it. She came inside, grabbed the mice and, crying, wrenched thier necks, resuling in a horrid cracking noise. The secod mouse she accadently removed the head from, resulting in our collective disgust.

I guess thats it, hopefully i can recall some dreams tonight when i can get some longer REM cycles going on.

17.07.2010

A weird game and someone drowning me (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was with 5 to 10 people that I don't know in real life, somewhere close to a beach. I forgot what happened here but a while later, I was with them on a raft on the sea. Suddenly, one of them grabbed me and pulled me into the sea. we were sinking while she was still holding me tight. Before we fell into the water, I just exhaled, so I had few breath left. After a little while under water, I managed to get me free from her and swim up. When I was back on the raft, everyone was there, including the girl who pulled me into the water. Someone explained to me that it just was a game. They all just suddenly pulled someone into the water, and the purpose of the game was to stay alive. I said that I was angry because I could have been killed. I said that I exhaled right before entering the water. I said I was glad to be alive. The person I was talking to replied "yeah you did, but these 2 didn't" I looked at the people. I saw the 2 people standing there, they looked dead, but they were still "alive". One of them was the girl who pulled me into the water. Then I "recognized" her, I knew she was someone I know in real life, but she looked completely different. I kept looking at her, thinking she would change her appearance, but nothing happened. I thought it was probably because she was dead. I was still angry, so i grabbed her and started punching in her face. I quickly felt bad about it, because she is someone I know IRL. I stopped punching and looked at her. She looked like someone else, I was confused. I gave her a couple more punches and stopped.

I was drunk this night, and I am absolutely not an agressive person IRL.