dream fragment

I've had a lot on my hands lately, and haven't given much thought to dreaming. I only remember a couple of dreams from the past week.

First

There is blue, and I decide to make it the sky. I fly over the earth and look down on it. It looks plastic, painted on. I decide on a spot and fly down. I wish to meet a guide there.

There is a man and a woman. The woman is around my age and the man is a bit older. He is explaining things and we are listening. I don't really get anything new out of it.

This relates to a sense that I'm having at the moment, of moving forward quickly and effortlessly, and not getting anywhere.

Second

Back as a University student, waiting for the time to go to a lecture, playing a game with some friends.

I'm toasting bread and notice that notice that we have almost ran out. I decide to bake tomorrow and open the freezer to get the root for the bread. There is another bag of bread that I had forgotten, so I take it out instead and don't need to bake tomorrow.

First

I'm waiting for the subway train with a couple of friends. I notice that we are moving. We have wondered into a train by accident! I think we can still make it in time, if we change at the second stop for a yellow line.

Second

I'm at some cathedral, as a tourist in a small group. I'm not that interested in the cathedral, so I go down to a beach. There is a cottage there, with who are apparently university students playing some games. I try a little indoor tennis. It's a bit scary, the ball is going fast and the field really small. I don't hit the ball once.

First

A man who makes tattoos for a living is telling me a story about a woman who took a large tattoo and then decided to have it removed later. The man removed it himself and it was a very dramatic thing for him. It took at four long sessions and apparently was more painful to the customer than making it was.

Second

I have a punch of laser pointer pens. The lasers have different colors and they have some elemental properties connected to the colors. They all seem to cause some kind of painful sensations. I test them with a couple of other people.

Third

I'm in a city center, inside a building complex, a shopping center of such. I look around and decide to have a coffee. I notice I don't have any money with me, so I don't. I look around and start heading home.

Fourth

I'm in a group of tourists in a bus. We arrive at a city, very much like the one in the previous piece. I check that I have money with me this time. We're looking for a particular building, but I'm actually more interested in the layout of the city than in sightseeing.

Meeting

I'm at a meeting, I'm sitting at a long table with many roughly middle aged people talking. A man say something in a pretty normal, unemphatic voice and a translator starts saying the same in a weird language. Apparently emotional facial expressions convey meaning in the language, since she is shifting from a happy face to an angry one and everything in between. The man say something again, just as unemphatically, and the translator start yelling in an angry way, spouting out syllables and bangs her head on the table. She finishes the sentence going trough grief to a disgust.

Someone asks if I mind being there, not knowing anything about what is going on and I say I don't mind. Apparently I'm just representing some organization so that both have the same amount of representatives. The person talking to me is the cook and he says the food is going to be late because of some problem with equipment. There is cheese frying in the kitchen. I offer him some advice and then get up to help him with the food.

Industrial Forestry

Something happened before this, I don't remember what, and then I'm walking with someone on a road next to a forest. There is a complex of buildings around us, it's a university campus, perhaps. We notice that some of the trees in the forest next to the road have been cut. A bit further there is a huge industrial machine cutting away all the trees from a patch. It cuts a whole row at once and tows them all in to a container. I say I didn't think they would be this far. I was planning to show the forest to the person I'm walking with, before it's cut.

Game

I'm in a computer game. The game is really easy and I'm at the end, but there is a final boss who seem pretty big and strong. It's a rpg type game and I spend some time tinkering to get to an optimal position for the match.

Moldy bread

I'm making bread. There are five pieces left and I use four of them. I notice that the last one is moldy. I throw it away and ponder whether I can eat the other ones. I don't have anything else to eat at home.

Had a slow morning and forgot a lot before writing things down. I remember a distinct image, footprints in the snow, going around a flag pole. The story, if there was one, is not clear.

I remembered a full dream in the morning but was a bit sick and really tired, so I just fell back to a hazy sleep and forgot.

Second

I'm taking pictures with a digital camera that has something like 20*20 pixels and is black and white. When I take the picture of a ball, a black pixelated circle with a white background appears on the screen.

An airplane drives in and stops, the door opens. A man says that there is something wrong with the plane. He then accuses another on, who is inside, of not sealing the door properly. Looking from the outside, the door looks rusty, I’m not sure it’s possible to seal it airtight.

I’m at a hospital, sitting in a waiting room. There is a boy sitting opposite to me. He seems completely healthy and I ask him what’s wrong. He says he has prosthetic limbs, and they are just for testing and need to be removed. He shows me his hand, where the surface has been degrading and the machinery is visible. As I look the arm starts degrading, turning into dust and falling apart. So does his other arm, and both legs. I run to the personnel to alert them. When I come back with them the boy is lying on the couch, with no arms and legs, and appears dead.

I only remember being at a conference. I know the dream had some sort of a story, but cannot remember it. It's possible it wasn't very logical. Something to do with the work I'm doing.

First

I’m going to some gathering, don’t remember what. It’s on the other side of a long building, but instead of circling around it I go inside, up to the third floor, trough a corridor with glass walls and down on the other side. I seem to know my way. Later in the evening, there might have been a non-dreaming period here, I’m going back. The way I came out of the building doesn’t seem to exist anymore. I try climbing the fire escape to get to the third floor, but it doesn’t help. There’s someone with me now, and we have to go around.

Second

A friend of mine has a new girlfriend. They are with us in the beginning of the dream but go on a date and I go somewhere with N. The dream jumps to when we come back. The girlfriend is on a date with someone else now. She doesn’t want to talk with us, just goes away. I get the impression she’s not interested in my friend anymore.

I don't really remember that much from the last two nights, but I know there were at least some short dreams. Maybe I've been exerting myself.

All I remember is telling someone, or musing myself, about fabrication technology. This is connected to a cast-iron table and a copy made by more modern methods, that I saw during the day. I'm explaining how adding structure and air pockets inside the designs reduces material costs and make the object more durable.

This is just a small fragment from the morning. There was a lot more, but I didn’t stay awake for long enough to go trough it and so I’ve forgotten it.

I’m in a detective story situation, at the end when the detective tells everybody who the murderer was. Most people involved are actors and I’ at a filming set. I’m probably working for the police, but basically I’m just observing. The detective tells us that the murderer is the lead role actor, and he knows this because he saw the actor shoot the victim. In the dream, I’m actually impressed by this.

Just a small fragment from last night. I hardly remember anything but there are a couple of images that come up. I didn’t really put any effort this time.

I’m a young samurai warrior, and not an especially good one, in a Kurosawa-like setting. There is some kind of trouble going on, but they are individual encounters, no wars or anything like that. There is an encounter with a pretty unskilled swordsman, probably a thief. And later someone tries to attack me in my sleep. My own sword is not close by, but I grab the attackers sword by the blade and manage to twist it so that it stabs him.

First

I'm at a conference center or a vacation resort. Someone is trying to kill a group of people, including me, but he wants to do it in a way that he cannot be connected to it and it looks like and accident. One of us suggests that he could kill us by forced overeating. He breaks into a bakery and forces us to start eating nonstop. I take some time to choose and pick a tray of chocolate buns. I eat one of them. It feels good, it's kind of stale since its already nighttime and the bakery is closed. There is no taste sensation, however.

As I'm halfway trough my second bun, and starting to think about what it will feel like when I get full and have to continue eating anyway, someone breaks in the door. There is a large man standing at the store and another one handcuffing the killer. I contemplate whether it's wrong to eat the other half now.

Second

At some point I notice on tv a commercial about a documentary, where they reconstruct what the world would be like if the soviet union had reached the moon first. There is an image of the moon landing site, but with a statue holding a weird flag, not the soviet one, though.