dream fragment

Just something about having to rescale more space for MPC, and buy it with JY. Not even gonna bother writing notes here.

[Notes]:
- Not much to say. I'm pretty surprised I remember anything at all; I went to bed at 1:30AM.

Lucid Non-lucid Non-dream
[Dream begins]:
So I'm at MPROD and A decides we have to go to my house to meet. It's a post-apocalyptic world, kinda like Fallout, and we drive up to some barn. I disarm some tentacle-mine things... yeah.
[Dream ends...]

[Notes]:
- By simply focusing on HI as I lightly fell asleep on a road trip, I was able to catch some of the following dreams before waking up.

Lucid Non-Lucid Non-Dream

[HI #1]:
There’s something about this indistinct figure (me? clear person?) buying a shotgun. The shotgun was kinda invisible, with only a couple contours being visible. The figure loads a red shell into it (from the side; it was a sideways-break barrel). There’s some notion of him not being able to have it. Glasses, top hat, trenchcoat? Kinda like Murdered: Soul Suspect.
Looking at the same mall as the Harbor Freight, from about 20 parking spaces back. There’s this brown, thick smoke originating out of nowhere, and it floats to the left, leaving a thick vapor trail. It appears to start getting constrained, as if there’s a clear glass tube around it. The voice of mom says “That unattended mule can drive.”

[HI #2]:
It’s a 50’s commercial. Panning back from the Portal cake, with this plank moving above it. A woman says the motto: “Dozens of bunches for every twelve hundred you choose.”

[HI #3]:
This was created by purposefully thinking of a random story based on random thoughts. I would guide it into a dream semi-consciously, letting my subconscious as well as my conscious work together.
It started off with a strange apparatus that looked like an old telephone hanger, but my brain immediately concluded it was a lighter that hung on the wall. People would go up to it and light their cigarettes, cigars, among other things. It simply zapped whatever you put into it. The young, cartoon-ish inventor, in a top hat, looked to “the camera” and said, “Hey! I’ll call it the auto-lighting lighter -- the auto-lighting-er -- the Auto-Lighter!” Poor people of the proletariat (scruffy lookin’ dudes with grey clothes) would enter businesses solely for the use of the Auto-Lighters, and this caused some civil strife.

[Notes]:
- This happened a while back, can't remember much about it.

[Fragment 1]:
I get into my car with a couple of friends (one of them is W). For some reason, the driver's seat is on the right side. I hear these strange gas-like sounds in the car behind me, and I look, and low and behold my friends are smoking crack in my car with a couple of test tubes. I flip out at them, and they get legit scared and run away. I run after them. I eventually find myself on top of this tree house, and these police/neighborhood watch people start shouting at me, scolding me for scolding my friends for having crack.

[Fragment 2]:
Something about my bus being late... turning onto a neighborhood street.

[Fragment 3]:
There was this crazy lightning storm above my house. [DREAMSIGN] It flew over and ended up on the east side, spewing out confetti-like sine wave lightning like crazy.

[Notes]:
- About to try WBTB for the second time. I figured I'd try to document the dreams I'd had so far before diving back in
- Goals for LD (if I have it): Talk to a DC, ask him/her for a good ToTM, maybe a joke! Try pushing my finger into my hand as well.

[Fragment]:
There's something about these buffalo chicken/fruit leather sandwiches. JS has something to do with it. There was something about eating it giving you your powers n' stuff.

Something about these bloopy childish blue birds and JS that woke me up.

[Natural awakening.]

I'm going in.

[Notes]:
- It seems that during the week my quality of dreams and recall drastically decrease, and that on weekends and holidays its the highest. Here's what has happened over the past couple nights:

[Fragment 11/29/15]:
I was looking at an alley, much like the BackAlleys map. Some girl in a daft punk mask turned and ran towards me from the end.

[Fragment 11/30/15]:
Don't bend it.

[Notes]:
- Sadly, I couldn't really remember much of this dream once I woke up.

[Dream begins]:
I'm on this highway northeast of my house in a trashy white sedan from the 70's. Every quarter mile or so, there's a woman walking on the shoulder of the road. My dad makes some comment about wanting to get a girl, and when we get to the next one, I look her in the face. She had an interesting face... in my dream I described it as the most basic face, devoid of features. She was Asian. I talk to her for a little bit, and obviously she doesn't talk much but it wasn't really awkward. I go to a party at her place where 12 pack boxes of soda are stacked to the ceiling everywhere. I weave between a wall of Coke and a wall of some other soda. We pose for a picture next to a bunch of "tropical" beer packs.

[Dream ends...]

[Notes:
- Yeah, I dunno. I have nothing to say but the following:

[Dream begins]:
Driving with Ricky Remedy somewhere.

Hot sauce on the rear windshield going on the roundabout.

Something about loving someone more (fat version of LE; was in college) because their hot sauce was better.

Two girls gave me their hot sauce, and one of them was sriracha so I knew I would love the other one.

The frozen-air can that had a carbon chunk touching a metal plate on the bottom.

Shoot it into a pool of hot sauce and you get serpents.

Laughing at people swimming in the hot sauce and getting beat up by frozen-air-hot-sauce-serpents.

[The dream fragments...]

Dream interpreters... got any idea what this is about?

Notes:
- Yeah... really wish my recall was better. Life's been hectic lately, and it's eating at my memory. I'd love to try WBTB or something soon.

[Fragment 1]:
I was in this grandiose courtyard in the center of a big mansion/castle? And J was sitting on a bench, reading or something. I went up to him and sat down. We talked a little, and eventually he said something to me and it didn’t make sense, like I didn’t hear him.
I said “whattt?” and he said it again.
“I’m sorry, I just can’t hear you”.
“Nevermind, it’s not worth it”.
I felt bad and began walking away, and made a joke about my “auditory difficulties”.

[Fragment 2]:
A friend, S, decided that she was going to smoke weed for the first time downtown with HB (her parents were ok with it, although they're completely NOT in real life), next door to where I was….

[Fragment 3]:
Mom was going to UK or Bergen again to take a picture/selfie in the forest with the camera being in the city. She had extra time on her flight from the Taiwan airport to NYC?

Notes:
- No real techniques were used to achieve this; just luck I guess. I just felt like it was ridiculous that I was scared of a little ball.
- I REALLY wish I could remember what the DC said. I know it was witty, but I can't remember what I asked either.

[Fragment begins]:
I was getting chased by a green orb at a party and it was going to kill me if it touched me, so I got scared and ran. Then I thought "Seriously? It's just a stupid green ball. I mean, look." And it hit my arm and deflated like a balloon. Somewhere in the midst of that I realized I was dreaming, and then I proceeded to prepare myself to try talking to a DC (something I hadn't done before in a lucid). So then I went over to one of my friends and (sadly, my recall is faltering) I asked him some question and he responded with some sort of yo mama comeback... such a witty subconscious

[The dream fragments...]

Notes:
- I've been really busy lately, so my focus during the day hasn't been on dreaming, so no lucids and my recall's down at the moment. Hopefully this weekend I can have some fun.

[Fragment 1]:
I'm playing GMod (but I'm physically inside the game). I'm in this big house with tons of rooms, and I have this NPC pack that includes one called "Morgan ____". I can't remember the last name now, but the name was burnt into my memory for a good while afterwards. I decided to spawn her. She walked around like a Witch from L4D, but then I provoked her somehow, and the silently but violently began pursuing me. She was very anime-esque, with pale white face, black holes for eyes, and blonde hair and a black & white striped dress (very Tim Burton-ish overall). I ran away, but no matter where I hid she would find me. I get tired of this and a little creeped out, so I go to the Client Options menu and delete everything I've spawned. She disappears. Then she comes back. I do this over and over, until I get really freaked out and think she's a computer virus or something (shoulda seen it; that's one of my dream signs). I open up the main menu and reach for the disconnect button, but she grabs me and tries to keep me from it. I finally press it and reload the map. SHE'S STILL THERE.

[Fragment 2]:
So I'm going up the stairs in my house and my dog's sitting on the landing. There's some other person's dog in the house, and it's looking at her. They're both wearing neon-ish accessories. Then, the other dog mounts my dog and I wrestle him off.

Notes:
- Feels kinda stupid that it had to happen this way in a stupid dream.
- Very immersive.

[Plot 1 begins]:
So I'm with this girl I've been talking with a bit lately. OK, I might have a little crush on her, but we haven't dated or anything of the sort. We're chilling out on my couch, about to watch a movie, and we've got blankets. We're talking, and feeling a little flirty. We get closer to each other, and she starts whispering to me. We embrace each other, and we kiss. I close my eyes; enjoy the moment for a little while. Then, I start to feel a little regretful. I imagine my dad saying, "Really? That soon?" And I feel a little bad. It was way too early in a relationship to have this sort of thing happen. I let it happen nonetheless, and eventually we stop.

[The dream fragments... ]

Then I woke up and felt good that I got to have the experience without it actually happening in real life

Notes:
- If this happens again, I'm going to post, because this simply can't continue.
- My dream sign is a bear.
- I assumed reality, just like no big deal.

[Plot 1 begins]:
So I'm in this Jeep Wrangler driving on a residential gravel road with my mom. We're just going along; maybe 20 mph maximum. Then, there are wolves. They come slowly... creeping... from the residential area. They're moving like they're very old, and they're just crossing the street, and I stop.
I get out and to look at one. I observe it; it looks like it's fake, like from a video game or something, as its proportions are just off in many ways and its fur is rather polygon-ish and black and white. Then I see the bear. It's galloping towards us from afar (as usual), and I think to myself "Hey, it's a bear! Is this a dream? ... Nah..." and I went about the dream like all was well.

[The dream fragments...]

How can I fix this? I do consciousness RC's all throughout the day, every couple of hours usually. I essentially take a moment to see if I feel like I'm in a dream, and look around to see if anything is odd; maybe look at my hands. However, as you could see in my previous failure I looked at my hands and didn't notice anything.

Notes:
- I got triggered all because of my bear dream sign. I realize that sounds really spiritual and stuff but it's not; I only see bears in my dreams and I just know to recognise it now. They also come with a certain emotion, a fear of something far away that's coming for you.
- The RC was so pathetic... I think I'm going to stick with the "focusing" RC, where I observe the world and take in every detail.

[Plot 1 begins]
One of the cats and the dog were loose on the porch, and something told me to go get them. So I open up the porch door and see my dad out there. He looks off up into the hills behind me house and says, "There's a bear up there".

I swear, at that moment the sky got darker. I get the same kind of feeling from a dream bear that a Dementor from harry Potter would. Same deal, same fear that something is coming for you, and that it will get you.

At this moment, I step outside and grab the dog and the cat and bring them in. I close the door hurriedly, but the other cats had escaped while I was grabbing the others. I freak out; I know that the bear is close, and so I step out to get the cats when I realized, "Hey... could this be a dream?" I looked at my hands and got this really ridiculous FOV effect, and my fingers were all stuck together like a 90's video game. BUT I DIDN'T NOTICE. At this moment, I kinda forgot what I was doing in the dream and everything was ok. My dad and I were just hanging out on the porch.

[The dream fragments...]

Notes:
- I don't know why, but I only remembered this dream (partially) a couple days afterwards.
- It didn't make much sense in the dream.

[Plot 1 begins]:
So I'm in this alpine ski resort type place, and there's a train track and station there. Everyone that was with me (and more) have been herded over to this train station by metro-cops. We're all confused and scared, cold as well, and we're being forced through some sort of system... hard to explain. But we got in line, and went into these different "garages" for different people. I realize this doesn't make sense but that's how I felt in the dream.

Afterwards, I chilled out in the garage area with some cool people, girls and guys my age.

[The dream fragments]