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    31 Aug: a fairy tale, old memories and mix of kitsch and surreal

    by , 09-02-2010 at 09:43 AM (496 Views)
    NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


    22:45 GMT - Sleep

    Subway
    I am going to the subway. Apparently I donít want to pay and try to enter anyway, but I have no choice but to go to the ticket machine and buy one. Then I slide it through the validation machine and it is rejected several times. I am getting pissed off and when it finally opens up I run to the train. Then I realise Iím on the wrong side and jump to the tracks to get the train that is about to close the doors and leave on the other platform. I manage not to get killed and I get into the train.

    A fairy tale
    I am this poor shepherdess girl but beautiful like no other. All men, from all walks of life, want me and desire me. The latest one trying to conquer me is this rich sheik offering me a palace and riches. He says Iíll be the first and most important lady of his harem. Yeah, yeah, but I decline. They keep coming but I am in love with this other poor working guy. He is so brave and all but because Iíve been courted by so many princes and rich guys he just decided Iím too good for him and he chickens out. So one day I decide to launch a challenge Ė the one who takes all my sheep to sell somewhere far away in an exotic land and having to cross all sort of dangerous places and experiences, will be the one Iíll marry. Iím totally convinced he will manage and all the other rich guys in their palaces have no chance. But then I also wonder: did I do the right thing? I mean, the other guys are just city dwellers but they have the resources and this guy just has his passion and his guts... Oh well, letís hope for the best.

    0:30 GMT

    Breakfast outside
    The beginning is fuzzy. I was entering this lobby of a building that looked either a clinic or an office building. Thereís a desk in front and some columns. I contour them and realise it is a circular corridor around this desk, along which there are doors leading somewhere. Thereís also this sliding window-door leading to an interior terrace/garden. I have no clue what I am doing here. [gap]
    Then the next scene seems to be in the outside terrace/garden. There are long tables with food on it. People are having breakfast there and I decide to join and eat something to. I find no place to seat but just grab some food. Strangely there are fried fish and other fried salty foods. Iím not used to that, I always eat fruits or muesli. I find a plate of ďpataniscasĒ (a Portuguese dish that actually originated the Japanese vegetables ďtempuraĒ) and I grab one. I circulate around the tables looking for some more treats.


    Laser show on a corn field and compassion for a heart broke
    Iím now on the outside of this big building, looks like a huge barn or maybe it is the inn from previous dream. Now the long tables and long benches are in front of it and Iím sitting in one, turned to a corn field just in front. Thereís a lot of chatting and laughter and I realise just close to me is my prep school sweetheart M. I am aware he just looks like when he was a kid and I know I am no longer a kid. Although I donít become fully lucid, I know this is not real. He is just playing an old scene that happened with us. Because Iím not paying attention to him, he is also ignoring me but I see that he wants desperately to talk to me. So there is something that triggers general amusement and makes him look to my side and he uses the opportunity to smile at me and start conversation. I feel so much compassion for him. I feel ďGosh, poor guy, the suffering he went through those days just to get my attention.Ē I really loved him, I really did. But for some really complex reasons I said no when he later asked me to be his girl. This breaks my heart even more when I look at him there, so innocent. I feel no other emotions but compassion for him and some sadness that I canít go back and tell him it was all so unnecessary, that he was loved, that he was free and that he didnít need me.
    At this point I shut him off from the dream and look to the corn field thinking how nice would be to see some UFOs in the sky, or making a crop circle or whatever. So then I see this lights moving around in the field and get excited. But then the lights forms the shape of doves and I realise itís just some laser show projected on the corn wall. Itís cool but not what I had in mind.


    Hill on fire, random stuff and the fairyís house
    Now it is daylight and warm. Iím also in the countryside, but I recognize it as some hills not far from my childhood home. I see red flames behind the hill in front of me. A fire! I want to see it closer and help whatever way I can to end it. I am with my mom and other people, but the others donít care and keep moving on. My mom is the only one joining me.
    I find firemen but the main fire is still far. Just a few patches of burning grass here and there and I grab some wet towel and starting extinguishing these little fires. As I go uphill I encounter a playground full of children and I wonder how it wasnít yet evacuated. I keep going up and now I find a big white tent and inside is my aunt Lisa fighting a small fire to. I help her and keep moving up. Then I find a precinct where some festival is taking place and once again I wonder why arenít people being evacuated. There are some reporters looking for someone to interview and I hardly manage to escape them. ďMY god, thereís a huge fire raging just behind this! Does nobody know?Ē On some other tent there are a few fat guys eating and watching a movie about pig farms. They are discussing how useful it is to cut the pigís nose. I see the images of that and I feel disgusted - like, what else are these guys going to come up with to inflict pain on the animals? I interrupt their lunch and tell them what I think. They are completely caught by surprise and think that I must be crazy.
    I get out from the back of the tent and I find myself in a house. Tiny, with dirty corridor and I see this guy looking at me with very unfriendly. I have to find and exit fast. I find this interior yard and try to get out of there Ė Iíll have to climb the wall. So I start climbing and itís not really a plain wall, itís more like a very steep hill, with rocks, concrete blocks, all sort of pipes and wires... Then a couple joins me in the escape Ė itís the guyís wife and her ďfriendĒ.
    When I arrive on the top, I am on top of a cliff looking over large planes. To my left though, there is an even higher ground. There are a few stairs that I climb and then Iím on this patio in front of a very cute house with vases of flowers. Itís lovely. I recognise it as the fairyís house! I remember being there before and I feel very emotional.


    2:20 GMT

    Stalking BjŲrk
    Iím with my mom eating breakfast in an Inn and watching TV. Thereís a story playing about this polish (?) guy who is in Portugal shooting a movie with BjŲrk. They interview her and she looks so cute: By coincidence they are interviewing them at his home, which apparently is close to where I am with my mom. I am a huge fan so when weíre driving around during the day my mom keeps an eye of every house trying to spot the one of this guy. I think thatís stupid, but then she spots it behind some bushes. She turns right to that street. I see kids playing in the front yard a lady coming out of the garage and they do look polish or something like it. I really feel uncomfortable Ė what are we doing exactly?
    So we go back to the Inn. After a few days we are cycling around with a friend in a funny bike for 3 people. I spot a group of strange people and I think I saw BjŲrk disguised in the middle of them. Whoever that was, they had fun when they saw us biking. I thought I was going to sop with the stalking.
    I pass a crossroad and stop on the side of the road for a while. Coincidently again, a car stops and a bunch of girls, two of them my old friends from school, Lic and Patty. They want directions to somewhere and I tell them weíre on vacation in the area but we also donít know much about the surrounding places. We have a quick chat and I come back to the Inn.


    4:50 GMT

    Dutch people and stray animals
    Maybe still on the same village as before, Iím walking around with mom and some friend of hers. We pass by a sports club, but it is dutch. There are these board on the wall with names and dates and my mom asks me what it is and I explain it looks like football matches. I get bored and ask to leave. So we keep walking and find an entrance to a residential with restaurant, followed by an entrance to a farm. All seems to be of the same dutch people.
    Then I see my father. What is he doing here? Apparently some work related to the dogs and cats in the area. He tells me of how many pets are abandoned by people in this area but also that thereís a shift in peopleís mind because thereís also an increase in people who report the cases of their neighbours who do it.
    Later weíre on the road, I guess to go home.


    Crystal out of my nose
    Then a dream fragment. I was cleaning my nose and a huge crystal comes out of it Ė nice. Then I make some health recommendations to someone.

    6:00 GMT

    Family reunion
    I am at home and my uncle F. and his wife are there too. I am ironing clothes and I hear them talking about absolutely ignorant things and I say to them something like the market and capitalism being a total illusion and that for them to be happy they had to completely let go of that illusion and just be free. I say it is something basic and obvious and not a matter for discussion, but they donít buy it. Oh well. I later go to the toilet to find out that one of the walls is now half destroyed. I am told someone fell agains the wall and I think ďwow, should be a really heavy personĒ. I touch it and it ends falling apart completely. So, no toilet.

    Space research institute
    Then Iím visiting this centre, it looks like a research institute or a university. Iím on this big room with guys sitting at desks and prototypes everywhere. Thereís a really interesting movie playing on a computer screen and I sit down watching it. It is a mix of Blade Runner and Star Wars, but supposedly refers to real life. They are talking about this Death Star that is in orbit on our planet Ė really? Apparently it is pointed to or being commanded by the White House - this part was not clear.
    Then I realise Iím sitting at this guyís desk and he comes in and looks at me like ďWhat are you doing here?Ē But I donít say a word, I just sit in another chair and try not to get in his way. Then a group of students come and grab chairs and also come to watch this film. They all look at me like I donít belong there and I know I donít, but Iím having fun, so just let me be! Then a door opens behind us Ė thereís a toilet there Ė and a totally naked guy comes out of it. People find it bizarre, but not enough to stop him or cover him. He is complaining that he canít shit, that he has a serious case of constipation and I find all this hilarious. I follow him and then I understand whatís going on. He was trying to save his marriage but he caught his wife cheating on him with this colleague from the institute and just freaked out. Now he is a bit nuts. Eventually he even crosses with his wife on the hallway and she is chatting with her lover when she sees her naked husband. I feel pity for this guy. Probably a brilliant mind that flipped.


    7:45 GMT Ė Wake up

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    Updated 09-06-2010 at 01:05 PM by 34880

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