dream fragment

1. I'm doing my grocery shopping and wander down the frozen food aisle. Suddenly, all of the TV screens in the isle start to synchronize and launch into a 15 minute presentation about a certain brand. I watch, dumbfounded, and I remember feeling rather convinced. At the end of the presentation, I start to move, but from the end of another aisle a stage flips out. It's filled with opera singers who proceed to launch into a Handel oratorio. To my surprise it's actually rather good, full of humor and some bawdy behavior (such as men kissing) that strikes me as inappropriate for the era. When the show is over the stage folds back into the aisle and I continue shopping. At the end of my purchases, I get confronted by several employees for tipping the produce scales and trying to cheat on the price.

2. I'm at an awesome kid-focused science museum with tons of demos. I recall fingerprint powder, wind tunnels, and infrared cameras. There's also a flight harness to simulate low gravity, and I put it on to fly effortlessly around the room. I'm a little big for the apparatus, though, and I'm constantly on the verge of crashing.

3. I'm competing in the Winter Olympics, where there's now an "extreme skiing" event. This is done as a co-ed event, starting with a beauty contest where the female half of the team shows off her assets. The other part of the event is a breakneck downhill race where the course goes through moguls (and wooden stairs). I finish in second, right behind my female partner, so we win the gold!

Very few of my dreams are memorable from last night except one from later in the morning due to some WBTB goodness, though I still didn't achieve lucidity because I'm terrible at identifying dreamsigns.

To start there was a very bizarre dream about me having a son. My girlfriend was suddenly very pregnant, and what was funny was that early on in the dream she told me it would still be a while before she had the baby. Regardless, next thing I knew she was in labor, but we jumped there rather than like her water breaking and me driving her to the hospital like you'd think. That was one sign that I was dreaming, but I didn't listen yet again. Either way, I laid down beside her while the baby came out, and the scene jumped to me with the baby on a bed. My girlfriend was suddenly out of the picture, and I was sitting with this baby trying to figure out why it was a Japanese baby. The baby was able to talk some very basic English, and at one point he told me it had been eight days since he was born. I remember feeling bad that I was sort of forcing English on a Japanese baby and wished I knew Japanese so I could expose him to what his native language should be, yet the whole time I didn't think about why in the hell a redhead and a white boy made an Asian baby. I keep missing dreamsigns.

I don't really remember the rest of that dream, and after that it jumped ahead to a totally unrelated scene.

I was in a car with a few people. One was a girl I knew a long time ago when I attended a high school in Minnesota, so that should have been my first sign that I was dreaming, but again, I didn't follow it. We were in the backseat of a car with Michael Caine (the actor), whom I believed was her grandfather (go figure). Driving was my girlfriend's cousin, whom I believed to be the Minnesotan girl's sister. In the front passenger's seat was a man whose face I didn't see, but I assumed it was the Minnesotan girl's father. I've met her father before so I should have seen his face. Basically every single one of those people was a dreamsign that I missed. I need to get better at that.

I don't really know where we were going. I have a feeling that all of those people were in my dreams from earlier in the night and we were on some kind of trip, but I don't know to where. At one point we were driving over a bridge with a bunch of rocks around the base of one side, and on those rocks by the shore of the body of water we were crossing I saw a Vaporeon (yes, the Pokemon), but I convinced myself I was seeing things. What I should have convinced myself of was that I was dreaming.

A little before that we stopped at a store that was closed, but for some reason the girl I knew from Minnesota was able to knock on the glass door and get let in to buy some chocolate. I did the same thing, walking in to a closed store and asking the man at the desk if I could get some chocolate. He nodded kindly and I went looking for M&Ms. Unfortunately, all I could find were huge boxes shaped like Hershey's Kisses, which I assumed were filled with actual Hershey's Kisses, but I remember thinking that since I was going to get the chocolate for free I should get a smaller thing. After a while I settled on a box of Hershey's bars, but they were oddly shaped, and when I got to the counter the woman there charged me anyway: $1.54 for the chocolate. As I was buying it the man who had let me in originally was talking to the female cashier as she got my change, and I think he was talking about how tired he was, probably from the day's shift. They talked briefly about another man whom I assumed worked there as well whose wife was pregnant, and for some reason they expressed concern for this man. It seems that the man they spoke of also had some marital issues, because the man who had let me in said, "Oh, are they still together?" I turned to my left and saw a man walking down a corridor, and I instantly realized that this was the man they were talking about. I only saw half his face as he turned around and walked away. Then I got my change and left the store.

I got back into the car with the Minnesotan girl, Michael Caine (her grandfather), my girlfriend's cousin (the Minnesotan girl's sister), and the mysterious man in the front passenger seat, and we began driving. The Minnesotan girl's sister turned on some music as she drove: "Pieces of the Night" by Gin Blossoms. Since that's one of my favorite songs, I yelled to the Minnesotan girl beside me as I started eating my chocolate, "I love this song! I love this band! I love your sister!" As I continued eating and listening I realized that while the song sounded right, there were weird aspects to it. I tried to explain it away by saying that it was maybe a live version of the song that I'd never heard, but I don't think that explanation worked for me because the dream started to destabilize. I think that's the closest to lucidity I've gotten. It was the billionth dreamsign I encountered last night, and since I finally listened to the dreamsign and started to gain lucidity it started to break down. That's when I woke up.

I'm sorry. I'm tired right now. I'll fix all of the formatting later. End of night 2 and I've been practicing RCs and positive enforcement before going to bed. My dreams are easier to remember, it seems like, but we'll see. Nothing lucid yet.

I only remember fragments of this dream. My friend Phil and I drove up to some house in a different state to go play music together with our buddy Nate.It was a random aquatints house, Zebs.. Once we got there the interior was all white and dressed in a very modern style. We walked through a hardwood kitchen and then down some carpeted steps into a basement that was also carpeted. There was a guitar on a stand in the corner of the stairs. The stand was black. We continued to walk and as we were in the basement we started to hear some noise. We went into this room in the corner and Tate was in there already. I was surprised he managed to get there without needing a ride. He was sitting cross legged on the ground and wearing a black beanie. He was playing with his cell phone and making it make weird noises. He grinned when he saw us. I was nervous about bothering Zebs parents in the room next to us so I suggested we practice our songs without my drums. Nate said ok and started tuning his guitar. When I watched and heard him tune his guitar it was weirdly vivid. Qhen he got finished doing it I turned to Phil and him at the same time and explained how my "specially rigged" pa system works, at my house in my waking life. I showed them a
mixer with a cable running off of it and told them that we could run headphones from the headphone splitter and practice almost without noise. and then, not sure what happened, Nate got up and said he had to go. We didn't play any songs though! So I suggested to Phil that we play along with an ipod to the cover songs we wanted to do. He was up for it. in the corner of the room was some sort of mini speaker system made specifically for plugging ipods in. I was ecstatic that we were still going to be able to practice but I wasn't sure if I had all the proper cords to plug my ipod in. And then for some reason Lawrence was there. He was only there for a little bit. I don't remember how he got there or why but i only remember him suddenly having to go. As he was walking away I mentioned "that girl from kirkland" adding me on facebook and how I was super stoked about it. And then, grinning, i told him i guessed she was just a random facebook adder so it didn't mean anything. He looked at me for what seemed a little while before saying that he went to school with her. And she mentioned that she knew me from one of her classes. He then went on and said "but I'm in all of her classes. I don't know what she's talking about." I remember feeling a bit defensive like i had to cover something up so I said: "at the show she and i talked". He left.

Today I dreamed that I was working at brew and grow and in the back of the store, for some reason, I was pretty much "babysitting" some sort of convict. He was wearing a white t shirt and had handcuffs on. Attached to his hand cuffs, being dragged along the floor, was a big round stone block to keep him from running. I remember a police officer was sent to the store to help me watch him. He first showed up, at the beginning of the day, and I hadn't had time to set up for him. So while he was there, talking to his wife, I set up a wooden fold out table and put four chairs around it.One for me, one for him, one for the convict, and one for a co worker. I remember the table was dirty and a little wobbly. and then I also put some white papers on it. I can't remember what it was.After I set up the station at the back of the store, in the warehouse, I remember watching as he and his wife walked around the store in a big square. They mentioned showplace 16 and were trying to figure out a time to go see the movie "inception". He suggested a later showing, 9 or 10 i think, and then I interrupted and told them that I was going to the 7:30. That was an earlier showtime and, I guess, in my dream I only worked until 6 so I'd have plenty of time to get there. They didn't like the suggestion and mentioned something about how his work dictates his hours and 7:30 is too late for him since he has to get up early. I said "OK" but in my mind didn't understand how going to an early showing, so he could get more sleep, was a bad thing. While they were walking around I walked up to the front of the store and saw Mike on the ground by the big safe. He had his head in his hands and seemed to be hiding behind a garbage bag but he was kind of grinning. I’m guessing he was being dramatic because a police officer was there and he was nervous. We stayed at brew and grow for awhile, I don't remember any specifics other than the fact that a few times I remember being at the front counters talking to customers.

After that we left and went outside to go for a walk with the convict. It was me, the convict, the police officer, and someone I work with. It was a beautiful day out. Blue skies and everything was vibrant and green. For some reason it seemed like some kind of fair was going on. So we began taking a big long walk. Surprisingly the convict seemed to be enjoying himself. He was white and a little bit overweight. The police officer frequently stopped on our walk to talk to people or give them hugs and handshakes. The convict didn't like us, I don't think, but grinned and said "damn are you nice guys, except when you arrest me" and he was laughing when he said it. We kept walking and then I remember somebody
attacking the convict. He had a sloped forehead and big eyes. He looked like he might have been mentally handicapped. Anyways. He attacked the convict and I had to intervene.
I remember pushing the man back but he came charging back. Finally I grabbed him with both hands and threw him to the ground. My heart was pumping but we kept on walking.

I also remember driving, coming from my wifes old house it seemed like, and into Mount Morris to go hang out with Chris except instead of living at his house he lived where my parents live. I remember a brief flash of the dream where I realized that Lawrence called into work with some BS excuse and so Chris had to work harder or later or something and wasn't sure if we'd be able to hang out. I called and told Chris this but he didn't seem to think it was a big deal. That's all I remember. I only included it because I’ve never dreamed of the same person in 2 separate dreams like that.


So all in all I don't think it was a bad night for dreaming. I, at first, wasn't even going to write but then I decided that I needed to get into this habit and put more effort into it. And so I did and ended up remembering way more than I thought I would. It's a real cool feeling to be able to suddenly recall all of this.

I think I'm making some progress. In fact I think I almost became lucid. When, in my first dream, the Police Officers wife and I were talking about show times for the movie "Inception" in my head I just couldn't wrap my mind around her math. It just didn't add up. Oh well, til tomorrow!

21.07.2010

Poptarts Produce Ants (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember I was in my dining room with my cousin Tj, my cousin Lauren, and my uncle Tom. Where my cousin, Adriana, sat a few days ago, was a melted poptart. I figured she left it there. Ants started coming out of the poptart, so I told my sister. I remember my dad got the hose to clean it.

TW had a really neat bedroom and was showing IE shots of it through webcam. He had brown and cream-coloured, stripey sheets on his bed (lol I think my new housemate has this), which was a double bed, with a matching lampshade.

MicroTorrent was ruining everyone's internet. Even the Barack Obama's, haha. It was some opposition leader's evil plan to ruin the internet for all.

There was some shop where we could buy stuff. I don't know what stuff though.

1. I'm engaged in a 2 vs 2 duel of Yugioh. My dream body is that of Yugi himself, and I'm teamed with Kaiba against Joey and some random DC. Everyone's cards have different backs instead of the standard vortex; my own have the Cinderella Castle from Walt Disney World. The game proceeds for a while, and Kaiba eventually summons a White Eyes Black Dragon which wipes out the other players. As we clear the table, there's some confusion as to whose cards are whose (even with the different backs). Suddenly I'm not Yugi anymore, and Kaiba asks me if I want to a draft of Magic the Gathering.

2. I'm in a hotel for an unspecified reason with my friend M from college. Our mutual friend Z has died, leaving us to write grief-stricken.

These aren't very descriptive since I haven't gotten a change to write them down till now.

These two dreams were very real. I had trouble remembering whether or not I had dreamt when I woke up.

7/19/2010:

Can't remember much of it now, but I was in our school cafeteria(it was smaller than it should be though, less than half the size), with a bunch of friends, as well as an acquaintance about 3 years older than me. It was a welcoming orientation, and they had food. Mostly deserts and treats like cake and pastries.
Our principal said something about the rising seniors, and all the seniors got up and started going pretty crazy.
I remember eating a pastry and then not wanting it anymore, and so throwing it in a cup. The cup was filled with orange soda as I later discovered and I had an "oh s***" moment.
Later there was cake, and I don't think I had any but i did start to eat it with a fork.

7/20/2010:

I was listening to a friend(I haven't known him long), and he was talking to me excitedly about how he had reverse engineered this web program, and it was some sort of google maps-esque program but for planning bus routes, and than he presented his idea to a board of people.
The board didn't really like his idea for some reason, and I think there was a technical difficulty with the projector or something, and one of my other friends thought he could fix it, and then I tried to fix it, and everybody started getting loud, so someone shouted "Calm Down!" And I repeated it saying it louder.
And then, my friend who thought he could fix the technical difficulty was shouting at me to calm down, and while shouting at me, he was spitting and a bunch of saliva landed on the back of my hand, and I stared at my hand and was like "eww" and it felt pretty real, and then that was pretty much the end of the dream.


I didn't notice anything strange about my hand when I was looking at it, and I can't seem to find any dream signs for me.

NOTES

Airport, apartment

many bongs

What you are never going to smoke out of these?

These bongs are like hot women. You are afraid to touch them.

***

DC Mom is creepy, and has giant buck teeth.

Oh yeah i forgot i had a deamviews account maybe i should attempt lucid dreams again...Wait, WHERE DID ALL MY DREAM JOURNAL POSTS GO!!! Guess thats what i get for being inactive for so long but college will do that to you.
Thought about attempting lucid dreaming again on the way back from my grandparents house for the 4th of july. I was sleeping while my brother was driving and something caused me to wake up but still be in sleep paralysis and i thought to myself "hey i could try and attempt entering a dream from here" but of course i failed.
So back to entering DJ's again, here goes:

7/18
Tried taking 1000MG of fish oil before bed to try and help my dismall recall but in the end when i woke up i couldn't remember a single dream.

7/19
Did some research and decided that maybe keeping up with a daily 5-HTP supplement might work better for me, some say it helps dream vividness and thats one of the major things that helps me remember dreams. And it worked! Still only remembered one dream and even then it was only a partial bit. In the dream one of my former classmates from highschool gave me this weird looking brown chihuahua dog with ears that were on the direct top of its head, one behind the other. I guess i left the shop we were at (apparently) but for some reason i didn't have the dog anymore where upon leaving another one of my former classmates drove up in a huge black truck with huge tires on it and walked out with my old middle school biology teacher who i guess was in the passenger seat?

its wild weird stuff like that that i enjoy exploring my dreams so much but still no lucids to this date

I had a relatively boring dream last night about test scores?!?!? (7.20.10)

I remember being anxious about how I had done on a test compared to my other classmates. The test is a real test that I have already taken and gotten back the scores for, which were relatively good. I remember driving in the car with my teacher and one of my classmates (actually an old girlfriend of mine that has appeared in several of my other dreams (dream sign?!?!?). Anyhow, she scored better on the test than me. Which didn't surprise me because she is a bit of a nerd.
I then remember running and training for soccer with one of my best friends. He is also in my class but for some reason I couldn't find out what he scored on the test.
The rest of the dream was fragmented and included flashes of my other classmates and their scores.

20.07.2010

Cosmic Fragments (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed pretty tired from work. I had a small argument with my wife about her job (which is a daily issue for the both of us) However, I recorded four dreams.

First:

- Space.
- Astral Projection.
- Gifted.
- Lady
- The lady was the only DC.
- A big grocery store.
- Chakras.
- Lottery.
- Wife 20 mins before.
Written also in my DJ: Acer, date, estal, wisa dom. No idea what the hell is this.

Missed dream signs:
- Unknown.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Have a deep conversation with this lady.

A lot of last night's dreams were lost when my mother woke me up to tell me something, but the dreams that followed were somewhat based on the one's that came before, so I was able to sort of connect them in a way. I still wasn't totally lucid, but I'm starting to realize that that's because even when I'm getting close to lucidity I don't do anything to confirm for myself that it's a dream, so I just go along with the changing dreamscape.

To start, I was in an RV with some people. I know other people were there, but I don't know who and I especially don't know the man who was driving. Our destination was this really tall tower with a spiral ramp up it that we had to go around to get to the top. At the very top there was a section where the driver had to bank hard, thus hooking the front wheels on a really strong cable, although the rest of the vehicle hung vertically down the side of the tower. I don't remember how I got out of the RV, but I do remember looking down on it and wondering how we were going to get it up to the top of the tower. There was some heaving involved, but somehow we were literally able to pull it up through sheer manpower, which is one sign that I was dreaming that I didn't listen to.

I think there were some things that went on after that, but I don't really remember what they were. The next thing I remember is running into my girlfriend, which was unusual because she hadn't come with me in the RV I came in. She was with another guy, so in this dream I guess she was my ex-girlfriend. He seemed like a jackass, but that's only because I really really didn't like him in the dream. The odd thing was she started kissing me right in front of him while explaining why we couldn't be together. I didn't argue, but it was obviously confusing, haha. As I walked away I think I was close to being lucid, because I remember so vividly that I intentionally looked back at her new boyfriend and said very sarcastically and patronizingly, "See ya later, champ." For whatever reason I also remember seeing one of my ex-girlfriends from a long time ago there with a new dude as well, but I didn't talk to her at all.

The next part was weird because I don't remember much other than being in what I think was the basement of the tower and being sort of afraid. I don't remember what happened down there, but I know something did.

The scene then jumped to a grocery store. I had already bought groceries, and for some reason they had this rectangular glass case full of video games that you could rent. By the case there was this little pad where you would click on the console of the game you were looking for then browse for that game, so I picked up Diddy Kong Racing for the N64 for $5.00 (why they were renting out N64 games in the year 2010 I have no idea--that's the other dreamsign I should have picked up on). I remember wanting to get another game too, but the weird part was it was more than just wanting--I NEEDED that other game. I don't know what game it was or what I needed it for, but it contained something that for one reason or another I had to have. It was even that I had like an obsession over the game...something about it was just vital to me. So I went for the pad to find it, but the pad had converted itself into a credit card swiper, and a woman was using it to purchase her groceries. I had grabbed the pen to use it but she needed it to sign her name on the electronic screen, so I gave it to her. She apologized profusely for whatever reason, but I said, "Oh no, don't worry about it at all." She smiled, signed, then took her groceries and left.

At that point I was about to get my other game when my nine-year-old sister busted through the front door with some of my other siblings saying my mom wanted me. I angrily picked up my grocery bags, which were heavier than I expected, and stormed out of the store, throwing them in the back of the car. I think I was still irritable from earlier when I'd realized my girlfriend had a new dude, and my mom explained that I needed to be home to help my dad build something, which pissed me off even more.

That's about when I woke up.

This is my first attempt at LD and writing down my dreams.
somewhere on here i read that drinking applejuice would help with recall or have longer more vivid dreams. so i drink some before bed.
Sure enough, last night's dream was intense! I remember i was hanging with some friends walking in a parking lot, when this guy in a brand new yellow lambo pulls up. My friends say "oh thats so and so, hes a d-bag" or something like that, and the dude driving is like, hop in, im bout to get some lunch. so im like fuck it, when am i going to get another chance to be in a lambo??? we're zipping down the freeway in some random city like 150 mph. somehow i end up in another car trying to chase him, but obviously i wasnt able to keep up.
moral of the story, the interior was sick nasty! all black and yellow, like a bumble bee.
sort of wished i had RC'ed, that would have been better!

NON-LUCID / LUCID / NOTE

It is nighttime and I am walking down my street. I decide to fly to a nearby house and punch the window in. I expect to see J there lying in her bed and there she is. We make out for a little while and the next thing I remember is being on the rooftop of a very tall building. I look down and doubt my ability to successfully fly to the top of another building without falling and waking up. I decide to lower the building that I am standing on to the ground so that I can walk off onto the street. I punch a few more windows in and the thought of David Letterman crosses my mind for some bizarre reason.

NON-LUCID / LUCID / NOTE

Being on this vacation resort may be a new dream sign.

I am in a beautiful indoor/outdoor resort sort of environment and I remember being disappointed to have to leave because the breakfast was so good.