dream fragment

I crashed hard last night.
The only dream snippet I recall is of photographing a naked woman. I vaguely recall it being sexual (porno?) but I was focused on her stomach. She was VERY trim and thin and I was jealous.

**Edit**
Oh yeah... I also recall spinning. I don't remember why I was doing it, but I loved it. I moved as smoothly as I would with skates on but it was just my feet.

The first dream was extremely fragmented. There are two major things I barely remember: One is that I was lucid for at least a little bit, and the other is that a lady asked me to grab her a revolver. so I walked around looking for one and I did. Last thing I remember was walking around on a dock by the water, and there was heavy fog around me.

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I walk into a 7-11 and I notice there is a computer by the slurpee machine. It was a computer that allowed you to register a brand new credit card. For some reason, I knew one of my friends needed a new credit card, so I sat down at the computer and started imputing information. One of the questions I remembered that showed up on the computer screen was what I wanted the last 4 digits to be on my new credit card. There were like 4 choices, I can't remember what the choices were exactly however. The next screen asked me what I wanted the credit card to look like, and some of the choices included a NASCAR theme, one was a dirt bike theme, another was a video game theme. One of my parents showed up to get coffee while I was putting in the information, and asked me how it was going. Then, my alarm woke me up.

Date: July 15, 2010
Non-Lucid
Duration: Long but VERY fragmented :/

My dad left me in my grandfather's windmill very similar with this one because was was having a meeting with his friends at our house. I was always watching my house by binoculars. My dad arrived very late to take me home (it was already night)

Date: July 15, 2010
Non-Lucid
Duration: Medium but fragmented :/

I was in a park, with my dad and sister. The sun was high and my dad's friends were already there. Then they headed somewhere to do something and they gave to me a life ring ( a big one) with an oar to go to a narrow river with 28 crocodiles and 2 sharks. There I went, but I fell off and I entered the water. Surprisingly the crocodiles were harmless but I was still scared. I could get out of the river right just before a shark past where I was (damn stupid english)

Date: July 14, 2010
Non-Lucid
Duration: Long but VERY fragmented :/

It was on a rural scenery and I remember there were a bunch of big wolves (hmm never dreamed with them :S)

Date: July 13, 2010
Non-Lucid
Duration: Meidum - long but fragmented :/

I was going to school by foot and I wanted to take my saxphone with me. I saw a a few guys (5 of them) which are my friends who gave me ride to school. When I arrived school I was on my dad's car :S and I was 30 minutes late. And then I noticed that I forgot my "training suit?" with me.

Yeah typical stupid dream that makes me happy Im on vacations now

1. The family is visiting me at my research station. My brother says he needs to talk, and he tells me that his friend A is growing more distant with him after breaking up with K. The dream fast-forwards to the next day, where we all go out to eat at McDonald's. The brother orders poutine (suggesting we're in Canada?) and we talk about how relationships seem to chain down from one person to another. The parents eat calmly downstairs.
When he and I go back down, a waitress (with a nametag reading Skilscience, so a failed RC) is talking in a Norwegian accent to my dad. It seems that he's been rude, and she's trying to instruct him in manners. He ignores her while asking for more gravy, and she snaps. She jumps up on a nearby table and starts shouting everything wrong with McDonald's. The cheese is fake, the beef is tainted, employees spit in the food, etc. Soon the rest of the employees join her, shouting "Down with Wal-Mart! Down with McDonald's!" The family leaves in a huff, and the dream fades out over Anti-Flag style punk music.

2. I'm a bassist in a successful rock band with a large crew of student roadies (all of whom I recognize as fellow students IRL). We're recording a new album, and in the studio other members of the band are listening to Led Zeppelin for inspiration. We start to record, but the drums just aren't working properly. We waste hours of precious studio time, and I drive away from the studio frustrated.

3. Movie-style voiceover shows an epic tale in the Star Wars universe. Two Jedi, dueling hardcore, got frozen in a block of ice; their bodies rotted, but the lightsabers still burn today. I lead a team of explorers to find them, but as we retrieve the blades one of them somehow cuts through the other. This releases a huge fireball of energy, and my crew races to escape while being pursued by ninja stormtroopers.

15.07.2010

Tiny Fragment (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Not one of my best nights. My recall was not very efficient like usual. However, I still managed to get four dreams (two fragmented). The last dream was lucid, and one of the important personal memorable goal ones. I had a fifth dream, DEILDed from it for the lucid and I forgot the dream, only remembered the second in the chain (A few nights ago I chained three dreams and recalled all three, so I guess I lost it due a low recall night)

Third of the night:

- A male DC.
- Indoors.
- A big building.

Missed Dream Signs:
- Unknown.

What I would have done if Lucid:
- Unknown.

15.07.2010

Long dream severed into fragment, (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Not one of my best nights. My recall was not very efficient like usual. However, I still managed to get four dreams (two fragmented). The last dream was lucid, and one of the important personal memorable goal ones. I had a fifth dream, DEILDed from it for the lucid and I forgot the dream, only remembered the second in the chain (A few nights ago I chained three dreams and recalled all three, so I guess I lost it due a low recall night)

First of the night:

- It was a long dream, but I've lost most of it.
- There was one lady.
- I think the dream had music.
- Most of the dream happened indoors.
- The dream had several scenery changes.
- I did not wake up with special feelings.

Missed Dream Signs:
- Unknown.

What I would have done if Lucid:
- Unknown.

July 15, 2010
Slept between 1:30am-7:00am

Decided to set my alarm for 6am/WILD attempt. I woke up, and did a quick mental recollection of my dream to see if I would miss anything if I chose not to record notes. Deciding it would be alright, I chose to not record and fall back to sleep. I still fail so much at the conscious bit of falling asleep

However, this morning proved to be one of those epic moments where I was thinking about random things, and my thoughts landed on an old friend and my dream rammed into my head. Not the greatest recall other than I remember this...

Susanna
The audio in my dream was a conversation with an old friend, Susanna. I remember us talking about work. She was relocating, and she was telling me about the new town she was working in.

However the visual was scenery/landscape. She was telling me about her town and I was imagining it from a bird's eye view.

I am in a hotel room with some friends from high-school. We all at first greet one another and sit around the nice bar in the hotel room. We then decide we are hungry and head down to the cafeteria. All of a sudden, I am wearing a green sleeveless water suit. I see a lot of people in the cafeteria eying me because of the odd outfit, but I shrug it off. I continue to walk around the cafeteria and find some girls from my high-school, and one of them begs be to meet their dad. So, I follow them and proceed to meet up with their dad. Dream is a bit fuzzy after that...

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This blonde haired guy is driving me to his house somewhere in the suburbs, and now that I think of it, the man looked a lot like Keith Barry (the magician/mentalist). He took me to his house and I was forced to follow him around, I forget exactly what he was trying to train me to do.

Fast-forward: I am going back to Keith Barry's house, however I am rollerblading for some reason and it is poring rain outside on the way there. Keith then meets me outside of his house and urges me to get in his car. Dream ends.

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Warning: can be considered to be disturbing

I am traveling with a bunch of family members, friends, and famous people to a vacation spot on the beach to relax and have fun. We are all taking these white vans. When we get to our destination, however, it is far from any beach, and North Korean officers (at least it seemed like North Korean) snatched us by our hands and bound us so we couldn't struggle. We are forced up a hill, and on top of the hill, they force all of us to go through torturous exercises. While changing exercises, I remember glancing over at medicine bottles and gold bond on a rack in the middle of the hill we were forced to perform torturous exercises. On the bottles, I was trying to make out the date of them for some reason, but they seemed too far away. I glimpsed at what looked like an 8 on one of them, so I concluded it was the 8th (of whatever). At the end of the torture, the placed me bound on my knees with a gun pointed at my head. They then asked me what the date was on the medicine in the middle of the hill, and if I got it wrong I would be killed.

"It's the 8th!" I said, as I felt an unnatural sweat covering my body like a film.

"let him go," One of the officers said, as he tossed me to another officer. He then escorted me down the hell to meet up with a bunch more people who had passed the same test apparently after going through the torture. I asked one of them when we are leaving.

"You think we are getting out of here soon? Where are the vans?" I said desperately.

"Hah!" One of the DCs said, "You think we are leaving? They are going to keep us here and control us forever."

The white vans came back, and the officers filed us into the vans (those of us that were alive still), and drove us somewhere remote that we had no idea about. The question about where we were going was answered soon enough however, as we stepped out of the van we entered the property of a perfectly circular island, With a bunch of buildings in the center that were enormous. On the border of the circular island were millions of beds, and roofs over top of them like awnings. We were escorted into the middle of the island where the gigantic buildings were, and were sent to our hotel rooms in them. The men escorting us were unnaturally large, like the size of the hulk in the movie. These men were kind of weird looking.

I met my parents in my hotel room I was assigned to, and there were cameras and bugs everywhere in the hotel room. I talked with them about how this must be a concentration camp in North Korea or something, and that the hotel room we were assigned to was actually extremely nice.

Fast-forward: It is night time, and I am sleeping on one of the beds around the outer edge of the island. All of a sudden Tara, from True Blood, sits and lays down two beds beside me. She has blood all over, as well as patched up wounds on her arms and legs I could see. I ask a guy beside me about what happened to her, and he explained that the officers had Tara in "custody" all day, and that she was most likely beaten and raped for a long time. Poor girl, I thought to myself, as I examined her beautiful body that was littered with patched up wounds and blood. I continue to lay there for a while trying to play on my phone, but the phone keeps messing up, so I abandoned the idea.

All of a sudden I hear 2 officers coming into the area where the beds were, screaming in a language I did not understand. They went up to Tara, and yelled in her face for a long time, and Tara returned the favor and was screaming at them as well. Eventually the language turned into English, and the North Korean officers said to her "Now your really going to pay."

Tara starts screaming "NO! NOOO!" as she starts to weep again, and the officers reappear with a chair that resembled what looked like a chair to completely constrain someone so they could not move at all. Although she struggled, the officers subdued her in the chair and strapped her down. They gathered a bunch of tools that looked extremely evil in nature, such as large pliers, needles, tweezers, and a screwdriver. I couldn't bare to watch so I got up and put my back to it as I leaned against a ledge that was separating the walkway from the area of beds. The guy I talked to a little earlier had joined me on the ledge. As I over-heard Tara's shrieks of pain, I couldn't even think of what they were doing to her in that chair... it made me sick. It made me so sick I began crying in me dream. I had one hand on the ledge I was leaning against while the other covered my tears rolling down my face.

"If I could only shift into a wolf right now like I do in my dreams, these fuckers would really pay," I actually thought to myself, which is quite ironic. Little did I know I WAS dreaming (fail).

I then asked the buddy next to me what he thought about it. He then proceeded to tell me that they are most likely going to strip some of her fingernails and toenails off. This made me weep a little more as I continued to hear the sounds of Tara screaming in agony. After a while, the screaming ceased, and me and the buddy next to me saw the two officers covered in blood, carrying the chair towards the buildings in the middle of the island. Then they had disappeared. I knew Tara would need some consoling, so I ran up to her bed and sat next to her.

I opened up my arms offering to let her cry on my shoulder, and she took the offer generously. She came into my arms and pressed her eyes as hard as she could into my should and proceeded to cry excruciatingly loud. the tears and the loud crying made me ache, and I clutched her as hard as I could until the crying ceased a bit. She let go and laid next to me still half way in my arms. Then, all of a sudden she creeped her hands down my pants, and brought me in close to kiss her. It didn't feel right to go from such excruciating pain to being sexual, so I told her to relax. I definitely was not in that mood at the time.

"But I want it! Please!" she begged.

"Tara I can't, just relax," I said with concern, and continued to lay there.

Fast-forward: A person appears on the balcony of one of the tall buildings in the center that was close to the beds we were laying in. It was morning, and we all stood up to see what the hell was going on. A large lady was on the balcony with a microphone or a megaphone, one of them. She proceeded to tell us we must say everything that she says. Then, she started chanting words, and the crowd at the bed level would follow. I knew I had to do what they said now, especially after what I saw they did with Tara the night before. I joined in.

The thought of turning into a wolf like in my dreams creeped into my head once again, however, I did not think to do a reality check (another fail). One of the hulk looking men came up to me and started a conversation with me after the morning's chant session we had with the large lady on the balcony.

"What's wrong (my name)?"

"Oh nothing, just thinking about something." That something was ripping apart the place with my large wolf jaws.

"What is it?" He asked again.

"Honestly it's nothing. I am a little hungry actually, so that may be it." I lied.

That's when I woke up, and actually recalled quite a bit of the nap's dream. Was extremely vivid, and was quite disturbing as well. Not to mention I had plenty of opportunities to RC (such as the medicine bottles, and shifting thoughts), but still failed.

I had a dream last night that I was posting to my dreamjournal on Dreamviews. I was taking the time to type out several dream fragments and their details, change the colour of the fonts and stuff, but unfortunately I cannot remember the details of the the dream fragments that I was typing out now, even though I knew what they were in the dream.

I am in a cluttered house in what feels like the 80's. I am smoking some grass out of a little bong. My dad is in the room, but we are separated by a large bookcase, and other furniture.

The smoke drifts over to him. Some of the furniture disappears as I ignore it, and focus on my father and the smoke. Damn! He gets up from the recliner he was in. He walks over to me. No time to hide the bong. Hopefully he won't see it.

He asks me a bunch of questions. I pretend to be half-asleep. Hopefully he'll go away.

I wake up.

People-
Rachel - My best friend since childhood
O - Ex-friend
Andrew - Long-lost friend
Jack - friend
Aime - bitch

I'm walking through my school grounds, talking to Rachel. O walks up to me and begins to talk. I give her an annoyed look, then carry on talking. O's friends are all away for the day, and she thinks she can use me. I ignore her as she talks louder until she is shouting.

The dream changes, I'm sitting on my bed, talking to Rachel. O is on my other side, but then I look again and suddenly she is Andrew. I haven't seen Andrew in over a year, so I hug him and talk.

Dream change - We're in Rachel's kitchen, but I think it's mine. She's made a mess, trying to make "grilled cheese". It isn't cheese though, there's rice all over the place. I get annoyed and my dream changes again.

I'm in school, rehearsing a play. But the stage i'm on is very high, and is actually a flight of steps that stretch across the room. I try to say my lines but the stair I'm on is so narrow that I'm scared of falling. I try to regain my balance and break the microphone. I get sent to a glass lift, It's completely see-through. Instead of traveling up and down though, It moves in circles to take you to the other side. I go back to the stage where I find a hollow stair, I step into it, sure that I will be able to say my lines now that I am safe. But the roof is suddenly close to my head and I can't stand up properly.
Aime is getting annoyed. She shouts at me to stand up properly but I shout back saying that it's not my fault if I'm tall. I get off the stage and watch the rest of the show. I get invited to go to the "Rose" (no idea) but I go through the back of the school instead of the front.
At the playing fields, the year below me are all in their pyjamas. All of the pyjamas are check print, which I wonder at. I go through the back door into the school.
Jack appears behind me and asks why I think it's so wierd. I tell him that I want them to wear spiderman pyjamas. He laughs and rubs his wet hair with a towel. I realise he's in nothing but swimming trunks and can't help but think what a nice six-pack he has ( ). He smiles, then goes to get changed.
My dream ends.

I didn't write it down last night because I was drifting in and out of sleep when this dream occured. I didn't realise I had been dreaming until I remembered it this morning. I've probably forgotten quite alot of it

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

This is all I can piece together from a rather uneventful dream. Maybe something exciting happened in the middle that I don't recall... heh.

It was the first day of term. I was back at secondary school, although I think I was in my final year. I walked through the front gates and looked around at all the people. School sucks, I thought. I was looking around for familiar faces but couldn't see anyone. The only people I recognised were P, G, and B. I never liked G and B much, but P was an all-right guy so I had a chat with him. Then I remember being in my old geography classroom briefly.

I was hanging out with some friends at J's house. I left my coat there, but didn't realise until I was getting on the bus home. I had a carrier bag with change in it, and I fumbled around to find money. When I got home I realised that J was going away on holiday the next morning so I got my dad to drive me back over to his house to pick up my coat. It was important since my wallet and keys were in the pockets.

Yeah... what an exciting dream... -_-'