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last night I had a scary dream that really consist of nothing but I woke up super anxious with a bad feeling something had happen. First it felt real, my phone rang in the living room so i got out of bed to go get it. However when i got to the hallway surrounded by nothing but darkenss i couldnt move, breath and talk. I heard my self whinning but i couldnt wake up or move. My girl friend then held me cause i woke her up with my cry. i snapped out of it and woke up.. she held me as i fell back asleep. But as soon as i startede drifting of my ears started ringing and they got louder and louder. and i saw "help me" in my vision. This sound along with what i saw scared the crap out of me and i woke up with a horrible feeling something had happend to my ex girl friend. I then went to the living room to get my phone just in case someone did try to get ahold of me, but nothing. no missed calls or text and when i lit up my screen it was 3:00 AM exactly. i then went to lay back down and eventually falling back asleep an hour later with no dreams....

fragment 1:

I was sitting in a classroom, and I noticed that everybody knew something I didn't. I didn't get there late, I didn't do anything wrong, and it was the first day. They were all getting back essays and I remembered that this is a common dream I used to have, so I became lucid. This beautiful girl sat next to me and was giving a presentation at the same time. I sat through it patiently, I don't know why. After it was done everybody clapped for her, and I stood up, looked at her, and exclaimed, " OH YEA? you know how I know this is a dream? because I can do this" and I kissed that girl deeply. She looked shocked for half a second, and I thought, Oh shit, is this not a dream? Then everybody went back to acting normal. I got out of my chair and saw bubblegum sitting under the desk, so I ate the whole pack and it was very realistic tasting, and it was delicious! But it started to hurt my dream-jaw from too much sweetness and chewing. I then walked over to the DC professor and asked her what the deal is with this class. She told me that it turns into a store at 2:15 EST, and I was like...okay? They can't all be winners. I left the classroom and got hit in the head by a chain that had tied the door shut. I walked down the hall and tried to create havoc with telekinetic powers but it wasn't working for some reason (oh well). Then I woke up

fragment 2:
I was in dream-limbo for a minute, I did a little DEILD, ended back at my house, started walking towards the window to walk outside, and I just stood there for a second and admired the eery dream environment. It was unusual because a strange, multicolored, moving light was pouring through the windows. It was very similar to the northern lights, except they were in my house. There was also a lightness and a vibrancy to all the colors of the dream, the world looked almost like a pastel painting. Then I woke up again.

Date: 12-15-13
Time: 9:21 P.M. - 6:58 A.M.
Technique(s) Used: SSILD
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I wake to the start of multiple cries, and realize I'm in a group. Apparently, soldiers have taken our homes, and used them as refuges for a long time. We were ready to be rid of them, and their tyrrany.

I was the leader, and asked the people if they had any ideas. One said that they all went into a store at a certain time of the day - right now, in fact. I ask around, asking what we should do.

One of the people spoke up, saying we should lay a trap. We all comply with this, and begin to set it.

We used C6, a highly explosive substance, as the killer. We set it, and are ready to go, until the one that set it mentioned that one should stay behind. I volunteered, and told everyone to leave. I bring up a rifle, and position myself near the door, a safe distance away.

Three of them walked out, and were instantly consumed by blazing heat and cold stones. One runs out, trying to go left, but I take him out easily.

One dives for cover, which prompted me to draw him out. I went around, and he makes a dash for a long tunnel in the middle of the area. I steady myself, breath deeply, and prepare for his arrival.

The soldier suddenly pops out, like a gopher, right into my red dot sight. Two clicks of the trigger, and he is dead.

A little HUD piece popped up in my vision, telling me I'd only gotten five out of the seven that had come here. I dropped the rifle and begna to search around for the other two.

I was taken to a dog daycare, which was one of the houses with a large fence around it. I walk in, and sign my name on the in/out sheet. I'd been here before - my signature was there from two days ago.

I give the woman $5 as she rattles on about her navy experiences to her friends. I was going to go inside her house, but the door led me into darkness.
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I am in bed, but not my usual bed. Next to me was another bed, housing my brother and a dog. The TV was on, playing some cartoon.

I wondered why the dog never slept with me, and instantly the dog jumped to my bed. I was too big, the bed too small, which left no room for the dog to sleep. It (For I didn't know its gender) hopped back to my brothers bed, and rested.

In the blink of an eye, the room shifts. I'm close to the door now, still in bed, but now my dad is in the room, smiling.

The dog jumps at him, and jumped into him, as if he were a portal. I did a reality check, and realized that I was dreaming.

My brother said, "Cooooool, we're dreaming!" right after.

I was about to get up and leave, but my dad said "Wait, I want to show you something." Interest piqued, I sat down.

He handed me a red plastic cup, and tol me it was cookies and creme. I tilt it in my mouth, but nothing comes out. Suddenly, a burst of flavor fills my mouth and throat. I had to shut my eyes in ecstacy.

Right then, I remembered Basic Task II. I slowly counted to 10 with my fingers, still drinking from the air in the cup. When my eyes opened, the room had shifted yet again.

I was in the far corner, the room darker now. A light hum and a gentle glow permeated my senes, prompting me to go investigate. It was a computer hooked up to a toaster.

I type in coffee, and out pops a thin and tall pop-tart. I take it, and take a bite, surprised to have it taste flaky, instead of hard. The coffee taste was sweet, with an underlying tone of bitterness (Usually, I put a bunch of creamer in coffee - I dislike it most of the time).

I go outside the door, and are taken into a schoolroom. There was a mansion model on one of the desks, and it must've been for me, for my last name was on it. I investigate the model, only to soon awaken.

Just thinking about portal

#250 - DILD - 8:55AM

I wake around 8AM with pretty poor recall. I decide to mantra as I fall back to sleep

Somehow I know that I am loading up in an Animus like Assassin's Creed. For whatever reason I pick the guy that has severe back problems. There is a cut-scene where he has a freak fork-truck accident outside and is injured in the upper back. Several hours pass when someone finally finds him in a pool of blood.

The dream skips and I am now the man. I am with my wife who has chosen to be a another woman in the Animus. I see Amanda and Dina from work is with us also. We all decide to get in our Dodge and I start to get in the driver seat but remember I have a hurt back and shouldn't drive. Suddenly there is pain in my lower right back. I put my hand in the black and moan. The pain become pretty intense but I do my best to ignore it. I think I better get see a doctor and get some workman's comp. I wonder how I skipped that part.

Amanda is driving and suddenly Dina walks in front of the car. We swerve around her but she keeps getting in the way. I ask Amanda what her deal is and she says that Dina is just mad because we are all going out to eat but she doesn't have any money. Amanda goes on to explain why she can't and won't pay for her. Something about how she doesn’t really have the money.
I ask hypothetically, "Well, if she knew she didn't have any money then why did she agree to go out to eat?" We turn and Dina is over by the curb with her head down kicking at rocks. I feel bad and think that maybe I should offer to pay but now the whole thing is just too awkward and it's too late to even say anything.

My back hurts again and I let out a moan. I wonder how my Animus character was hurt in the upper back but the lower back is what hurts. The pain is really is bad and I tell everyone in the car that I don't like this dream. Everyone goes completely silent and I feel like I slipped up like I broke character.
Shocked, a woman, probably my wife, says, "What?"
I don't look at whomever was speaking but I quickly recover. Looking down at my lap and then out the window, I reply, "I mean I don't like this life."
The woman says something about how that is a horrible thing to say.

My lucidity slips as we enter a drive-thru that quickly turns into us standing in line indoors. Amanda and some other people order in front of me. My back starts hurting again and this time I rub it with my hand. My muscle feels really tense and I wonder if my physical body is actually hurting. I become distracted when the man behind the counter asks me what I want. I realize I have not been paying attention and feel pressured. I ask where my wife is so that she can order ahead of me, but Amanda says she wondered off some place. I look at the menu board and all I see is ice cream, shakes and sunday's... stuff like that. I think I just want a hamburger meal but I don’t see it anywhere. What is this place? Bruam's? They should have hamburgers. The man is getting impatient with me now and the people in line behind me are looking at me. Out of desperation, I say, "I'll... umm.. I'll take... theeee... burger combo with fries and a drink?" The man nods and a girl next to him says an amount to pay. I don't remember what it was but I start looking in my wallet for $17.

The bill look odd with strange monetary values. I pull out a 10 and a 5 but can't seem to find any 1's. I see several $2 and $4 bills and laugh at it. Then I lose track of how much I had already counted out and start over. The 10 vanishes and I have several 5's that are stuck together. I worry about giving too many 5's and try to peel them apart. I notice how strange they look and wonder what's going on. Then It dawn's on me that this stuff seems to happen in dreams and I become fully lucid. I stop messing with the bills and just giggle. I turn to some people next to me, one of them looks like my mother, and I say, "It's ok. I can give them anything I want and it will work." I look in my wallet again and pull out a small yellow rectangle of constriction paper. There seems to be some writing on it but it's blurry so I hold it close like some extremely near-sighted old man. The letters become clear. The paper has something like a restaurant logo printed in a type of cursive.

ANGELICO'S

Satisfied, I hand the paper over as payment and begin to walk off, but the woman yells at me to wait. I wonder if maybe I'm supposed to somehow get change back as I turn back around. The woman say's, "You're supposed to get a few pennies back."
I smile and say, "That's ok ya'll can keep it."
She replies with a sarcastic, "Gee thanks." I leave the area.

I now I am in some strange and confusing part of the restaurant not sure what to do. My younger daughter walks up to me and I talk to her about something for a while. Then, thinking of past lives I ask her, "How old are you actually?"
Without missing a beat she replies, "One hundred and seventy-two."
I feel excited and hyper and I shout, "Right on! That's bad ass!" I calm my tone and then ask, "OK. What's mine?" I have a five hundred something number in my head and I wonder where I got that from. I wonder if that will affect her answer. I know it will so as she answers, I mouth the words with her.
"Five hundred.." I start mouthing a the rest of it different but she continues undeterred. "...thirty-six years and forty eight months.
I say, "hmm. Five hundred thirty-six years? Well I'm not sure about the months part but yeah that's about right. I suddenly wake up.

Yesterday I went to a club with a friend and I arrived home like 5.00 AM, kinda drunk. I went directly to bed. I woke up lik 13.00. Can't remember any dream (perhaps because alcohol). I took a nap at 14.30 but I found it really hard to sleep. I think i lost consciousness around 15.00, woke up a little later and tried to not move at all. I felt my body really tired and tried to move, but it felt weird at first. I felt the movement of my hand but after a few seconds realized my hand didn't move at all. I inmediately thought about SP, but I wasn't scared about it, not at all, I had a few experiences about SP already. So I started trying to visualize something. And I appeared at the subway with my brother and a stranger. I started running and doing some random stuff and after a while I tried to do something with my hands in the dream (can't remember exactly) and felt like my hands were glued, I could not separate them, didn't care about it, started flying and imagining some classical music and quickly woke up and realized I had my fingers crossed. It was really cool, I controlled everything, even when I wanted to woke up. Weirdest thing is that the dream was extremely short, it lasted like 10 minutes. Because I wanted, I had to wake up like 16.00 to do some stuff and I did.

I was walking outside, having a phone conversation with my mom, when i recognized a dream sign and became lucid. Immediately, the setting changed to the top of a hill. I wanted to jump, but something was telling me i would get hurt. I ignored that, and jumped off anyway, with a slight fear i would break my wrists on the landing. I was relived when i was unharmed, and looked up to see a small building. I had a strong desire to go here, because there was something (i didn't know what) that i needed. I sprinted to the building and burst through the door, demanding everyone pay attention to me .

All the excitement woke me up, unfortunately.

fragment:
My brother was in town and he was trying to sleep in the same bed as me for some reason (we were both trying to fall asleep in this dream). He ended up hogging most of it and I was barely hanging onto the edge for awhile.

I fell asleep into another dream, which is kind of unusual for me. In this dream, it was morning, and he had made the bed and was upset that I didn't do it.

I then woke up into my previous dream except my brother wasn't the same as before, he looked exactly like my old best-friend's dad. I moved to a corner of the bed and he started to stir, upset by my movement no doubt. He then moved towards me really quickly and attacked me, saying some crazy things with a typical, movie-style demonic voice. I woke up and got out of bed for awhile because I was a little disturbed and that dream was still clinging to my consciousness. I remember a little bit more but it's pretty hazy

fragment:
This dream took place in my parents' home - The main cast included myself, my sister, her boyfriend, her boyfriend's ex, and her boyfriend's imagined son with this ex.

It started out with everybody getting to the house, my parents had left town so it was just all of us there. I met the little kid and he was very unusual. I remember thinking that this little kid must be either completely insane, or the most fascinating person I had ever met - But it was probably a combination of the two. He wanted me to take him to this screening of a secret film that Kurt Vonnegut had created before he died. The film was supposed to be related to the dangers of giving cows hormones and antibiotics; the front cover had Vonnegut, smiling, standing over a pot of this pink goo that was supposed to be cow milk, but it was filled with puss and blood which turned it pink. I started looking for his mom (my sister's boyfriend's ex) and I couldn't find her, but I found my sister's boyfriend and he was talking about killing himself. He left the house and I followed him on a bus to my old elementary school, where he was looking for his son. I convinced him to go for a run instead and he went a little ahead of me, and I ran into one of my ex-gfs, completely ignored her, and kept going. She started following me. Then I saw that my sister's bf had run into a marine, which told him that it had been a honor to serve with him, my sister's bf ignored that guy. He started running away from them and I started running too. Those two creepers kept following us (my ex and the marine) but I noticed that I was running really slow. I wondered if it was this backpack filled with stones that I was carrying and I thought, no....that doesn't make sense, then I did a RC, became lucid, and ran off at SUPER light speed. My dream pulled back to a shot of me doing laps around the earth, leaving a trail of flames in my wake. I ended up in a void of infinite light (In my dream this was another dimension that could only be entered upon moving faster than light) where I slammed my foot into the ground which knocked an army of pebbles in the air. I made them shoot off into space at a ridiculous speed. I noted that what I gained in speed, I lost in accuracy. The dream ended and I tried to DEILD back into the story, I think I felt invested in the story and wanted to see how it played out.

It started at my sister and her bf's apartment. My sister's bf had made it there and his dark mood had passed. He was still panting from the run and his ex was sitting on the couch, my sister was in the bathroom. She moved over and kissed him and he told her to get the hell away from him. I materialized into the corner of the room and her son started attacking me, making demonic noises as his face transformed into something twisted. I took control of him, made him a nice, little, angelic child that went over to give his mom a hug. I noticed that his mom was acting a little odd too; her top teeth were sharp like a predator's and she was screaming like a crazed hyena. I took control of her as well and made them both leave the apartment. Then I woke up.

Sleep Score: 78 approx
Lucid Dreams: 0
Sequence:
- attempted WBTB (fail)
- sleep time: 2:00
- wake time: 11:00
Notes: talked myself into not WBTB, need to avoid activities during the day that make it difficult to have a proper sleep

I slept from 21 p.m. to 23 p.m., then I couldn't sleep so I was browsing internet. I went to sleep at 5 a.m. and wake up at 11 a.m. with two wbtbs.
I sit in my car infront of our house. I try to sleep. I wonder for a second why I wanna sleep in the car and then I realize that I haven't been home for long period of time so this is reason why I sleep in my car. When I falling asleep I see little blue tit (small bird) sleeping on the twig in the bush next to street. Beneath it there is another brown bird who isn't sleeping. I watch them and slowly drifting to sleep. Suddenly a large eagle flies on the bush. The eagle is really tall (1,5 meter). It peck with its big peak to the bush. I think that the predator is hunting those small birds, but it captures another smaller predator, I think it is falcon or something. It bites off falcon's left wing and fly away with its pray. I pick up my phone and there is video with large eagle playing on youtube. Wait a second, this is really wierd... This is dream! I do RC using my phone time. The time change up one minute all the time. I'm in a dream. GREAT! I immediately know what I want to accomplish. I jump out from my car and try to find a DC on the street. I see a man on the sidewalk. I run to him. He wears dirty blue dungarees. I think he is low work technician from last century. He has work bag on his shoulder. I say hello and ask him where is he going to. He think for a while and then replies uncertainly: To the theatre. I see... Well you should give me christmas present, i say to him. Oh yes, of course. He looking to his bag. I turn away so he can summon some present. He knock me on my shoulder and say: Here is your present. It is large nice present in the box pakaged in red matte christmass paper. Thank you. I take it and go away. I jump at the street and try to fly. After a few jumps I fly 10 metres up. Now I wanna unpack the present. I find that the present is men's parfume packaging. It looks cool, but I'm not excited at all. I throw the parfume away and go to my friends flat. There are lock doors with no handle. I point at it with my finger and say that it's open and really I can go in. I find my neighbour sleeping on the sofa. John opens his eyes when I enter. I ignore him. I go to my friend's room. He isn't there. I see swimming goggles and rubber breats. These breats was a gift from me that i gave him 7 years before. I go to the room, where his sister lives. She is sleeping under a thick blanket. I see their father coming from work. He is suprised how I entered to their flat, but he is happy to see me. I don't want to talk to him, so I sent him find my old swimming goggles to my friend's room. I do RC with dvd player time and my phone to gain more lucidity. I do stabilization as well. I painfully scrambling all over my dream body. The dream is stable again. I try to make all people in the flat disapear. It works. Nobody is there. Later I find in the room a man in the bad.
I was wondering what is it like to have sex with man. I didn't find no man attractive in reality and I'm heterosexual but I just want to try this experiment. I started to make out with him. We were naked and I try to get sexualy aroused, but nothing happens. I wasn't excited nor aroused, it was kind a boring... I stop and go outside on the street and the wake up.

Lucidity 1,5
Vivacity 1,5
Control 1,5

I slept from 21 p.m. to 23 p.m., then I couldn't sleep so I was browsing internet. I went to sleep at 5 a.m. and wake up at 11 a.m. with two wbtbs.
I sit in my car infront of our house. I try to sleep. I wonder for a second why I wanna sleep in the car and then I realize that I haven't been home for long period of time so this is reason why I sleep in my car. When I falling asleep I see little blue tit (small bird) sleeping on the twig in the bush next to street. Beneath it there is another brown bird who isn't sleeping. I watch them and slowly drifting to sleep. Suddenly a large eagle flies on the bush. The eagle is really tall (1,5 meter). It peck with its big peak to the bush. I think that the predator is hunting those small birds, but it captures another smaller predator, I think it is falcon or something. It bites off falcon's left wing and fly away with its pray. I pick up my phone and there is video with large eagle playing on youtube. Wait a second, this is really wierd... This is dream! I do RC using my phone time. The time change up one minute all the time. I'm in a dream. GREAT! I immediately know what I want to accomplish. I jump out from my car and try to find a DC on the street. I see a man on the sidewalk. I run to him. He wears dirty blue dungarees. I think he is low work technician from last century. He has work bag on his shoulder. I say hello and ask him where is he going to. He think for a while and then replies uncertainly: To the theatre. I see... Well you should give me christmas present, i say to him. Oh yes, of course. He looking to his bag. I turn away so he can summon some present. He knock me on my shoulder and say: Here is your present. It is large nice present in the box pakaged in red matte christmass paper. Thank you. I take it and go away. I jump at the street and try to fly. After a few jumps I fly 10 metres up. Now I wanna unpack the present. I find that the present is men's parfume packaging. It looks cool, but I'm not excited at all. I throw the parfume away and go to my friends flat. There are lock doors with no handle. I point at it with my finger and say that it's open and really I can go in. I find my neighbour sleeping on the sofa. John opens his eyes when I enter. I ignore him. I go to my friend's room. He isn't there. I see swimming goggles and rubber breats. These breats was a gift from me that i gave him 7 years before. I go to the room, where his sister lives. She is sleeping under a thick blanket. I see their father coming from work. He is suprised how I entered to their flat, but he is happy to see me. I don't want to talk to him, so I sent him find my old swimming goggles to my friend's room. I do RC with dvd player time and my phone to gain more lucidity. I do stabilization as well. I painfully scrambling all over my dream body. The dream is stable again. I try to make all people in the flat disapear. It works. Nobody is there. Later I find in the room a man in the bad.
I was wondering what is it like to have sex with man. I didn't find no man attractive in reality and I'm heterosexual but I just want to try this experiment. I started to make out with him. We were naked and I try to get sexualy aroused, but nothing happens. I wasn't excited nor aroused, it was kind a boring... I stop and go outside on the street and the wake up.

Heart attack patient
I'm in a hospital room with another guy and a doctor. They're both strangers. I found the guy somewhere having what seemed to be a heart attack and rushed him to the hospital. Now he's lying on the hospital bed motionless. The doctor is getting ready to use defibrillator paddles. I don't remember the whine, and I remember in-dream that I was surprised he didn't say "clear!" The guy sits up, flails, then falls back down, motionless. The doctor starts pushing rapidly on the guy's chest with the paddles, which I also find curious. After pushing a few times, he issues another shock. This time, after sitting up and flailing, the patient starts coughing and taking deep breaths.

Now I'm in a different room talking with someone about payment. It's going to be about six thousand dollars. I'm trying to get them to charge the guy's insurance, but they want me to pay out of pocket. For a moment I get distracted, wondering if my own insurance will handle it; then I realize again that it wasn't me they treated, it was the guy, so I just get up and leave.

Now It's the next day. I'm arriving under a drive-through awning in the van with my family. There are large glass doors leading into a large, well lit room. The guy from the day before is there, and it's a happy gathering. I don't remember why we're there, though.


Zombie combat
I'm in a large room; it looks like a disused storage room. I feel like we're underground; the floor and walls seem to be stone. Around the edges are shelving units filled with random junk. The ceiling is fairly low, with visible pipes running here and there. Pillars are scattered through the room, supporting the ceiling. The light is on the dim side. In the room with me are two guys - zombies, maybe, except they look normal - who have a grudge against me for capturing them years ago. Thanks to whatever they are, they have a supernatural speed and are trying to attack me. I'm not as fast as they are, but I'm skilled, and I have a slight advantage: I have a long pipe which I'm wielding with some skill, and any time it touches them, there's a sizzling sound and they recoil in obvious pain. I'm also wearing a watch that gives a similar effect, though if they're close enough for me to touch them with the watch, they're WAY too close. I manage to get a few hits with the pipe, but thanks to their agility they're able to dodge it most of the time. They never actually get close enough to hurt me (or for me to use the watch). Eventually, they call a truce, and we talk for a few minutes.

Now I'm in the van with my family, driving somewhere. I'm in the front passenger seat, and my wife is driving. There's something about the watch, a huge bag of nickels, and a small bag of quarters. The watch is made out of a cheap light blue plastic. Something is wrong with the wrist strap; I think one side popped out of the watch. I don't like it, and I certainly don't wear it on a regular basis, but I always keep it nearby just in case I need it. Now we've arrived somewhere. I'm getting quarters out of the bag. I need three, but I'm very tempted to get four - after all, what's one more? - but I refrain, knowing that that kind of "just a little more won't hurt" mindset is how people run out of money quickly.

Now I'm somewhere else in the same complex. It seems to have been cut out of a hard stone. The rooms are low, and this time they aren't very large. A man is showing weapons to a group of people, letting them fire them. He's explaining the differences between Hollywood weapons and real weapons. Finally, he pulls out a small axe, designed for throwing, and describes it as being very effective, which explains the warning label. I see the label now; something about staying away from kings' wars. At the end of the shooting range I see a mural depicting a battle with a lot of axe fighting going on. There are some captions bubbles spread through the mural.

Now I'm talking with someone about arcades and arcade machines. I explain that when they were popular, they were the only way to play video games. With the introduction of home gaming consoles, people no longer needed to go to arcades to play games, and with the introduction of the internet people could play games with other people from their own homes. I tell him about the arcade machine we had in the house where I lived during college, that the panel at the bottom was left unlocked so that, though you had to put a quarter into it to get the game to start, you could immediately get it back.


Fragments
I'm in a kitchen area, thinking about Indiana Jones and how old he was in the most recent movie.

I had my usual Friday with a lot of darts-throwing and jolliness - later somebody came along with a bottle of very fine whiskey - lets say, I found my bed around 3 or 4 in the morning.
I didn´t even seriously expect myself to do journalling - and I didn´t dictate anything.
Getting up - I thought I had exactly zip and zero recall.

But interestingly - I can drag something up now!
I sat down with eyes closed - and really probed into the void - checking on associations with my dream-signs.

What happened were pictures coming up - and with a lot of concentration and visualisation - small scenes to go with them, too.


First Fragment:

I am on the terrace of our old house - it has altogether 4 poles going up on the front - to support the front of the balcony.
All balcony-railing and these poles and also a lot of the space between them are entwined by climbing plants.
Much more than it used to be in real life - and instead of wild wine grapes - it was a plant with violet trumpet-blossoms - maybe 15 cm long.
I asked my grandmother, what it was - and she said, that every so and so many years - the wild wine would sprout these, and that one could eat them, and that they would be delicious.
For some reason I didn´t try one out - or I can´t remember it..


Second Fragment:

From the same dream, I think, but it was winter - and I was searching for the fir-tree, which had been planted for me the year I was born (irl).
But the house and garden were not there - and I checked some fir-trees around, and decided, mine was one, that was standing just outside a fence to another garden - towards the street.
And was maybe 6 m tall.
It could actually be that big, I guess, if it still existed.


Third Fragment:

From another dream - I was in an empty flat with big windows - in the company of that Swiss friend, I dreamt about the night before.
And we could see a high-rise-building from there - it had a core, and around it a glass front, through which we could watch the ongoings.
Between glass front and core was a ramp, which was not a staircase - it had some small rooms as well - but it clearly was the means to go up and down in the building.

Actually - very much like Sageous´ miniature with carousel - but without carousel and without so much colour - all chrome and glass and the people we watched were all in dark business-like attire.

The really weird thing is, that I did not look into his thread - see my sig - before last night.
I had thought about this thread last night but without clicking it.
Okay - I knew some of the miniatures before - and there are several, which could have given me that inspiration - but this one I mentioned, I didn´t see before.

Also weird, that I only now remember it - and not instantly, when I saw that sculpture.
This is the third fragment, that comes back to me..


What is memorable?

The above is curious - my subconsciousness going about it´s business in interesting ways.
But I am sure, it is my dream-fragment - not a false memory - my picture and the scene, I was in while looking at it, is very clear - also different to the sculpture in many respects.


And - I am really surprised, that anything showed up!
Posting on my DILD workbook shortly before had me empty!

I usually only write, what I have dictated - plus some details, I remember while re-listening.
This intensive probing into dream-memory works much better, than expected.
Again - very cool to have the comp - I was missing out on something, not hunting consciously after buried dream-content!

I'm in an English pub. Two guys I don't know are playing with a metal arm attached to a board. There's a spring, and when they press the arm it pops back to its original position. I realize it's a telegraph key. They're laughing at it and don't understand what it is. I look over to a nearby table to see Samuel Morse and a friend of his looking on with disappointment. Apparently the two men laughing were potential investors and they don't seem impressed. The four regroup at the table and I wander closer to hear what they're saying. Morse is trying to explain how he thinks it will revolutionize communications, but one of the investor men interrupts and asks why he didn't use a "single blast," presumably a dit, to be 0 to making calling long distance easier (never mind that this clearly predates the telephone). Morse sheepishly tries to explain that this isn't about telephony, and the investors snort derisively and walk away. Morse is dejected and his friend looks troubled. I sit down at their table and tell him that he's got to learn how to sell his idea. It's not inferior to telephony, it's superior to the Royal Mail. I launch into an example of shaving 3 weeks off of resupply requests to Africa, but I keep getting tripped up by not knowing if they have a king or queen at this point in history, or if they're using miles or kilometers.

In my dream, I started out at a game show. I realized I automatically knew it was a dream, but I still did a reality check. It was a dream! I started the first challenge. Flying. I saw 3 other dream character contestants. 2 of them flew, me and the other fell. I tried again, by focusing on the sky, and a tornado shot out of the clouds, along with a plane inside said tornado. I rid the tornado, and still got points for the game show. Next I did one dealing with not getting scared. I got sent to a "zoo" full of creatures. I walked around. I heard a scream and ran down stairs that were never there before. I saw a contestant hiding. I saw spider man attacking him. I hit spider man with a chair until the contest was over. Later, I was in bed and wanted to see my dream guide. I asked for them, but only my friend from 6th grade appeared. I asked him a few questions, but he spoke gibberish, so I knew he wasn't my dream guide. There was more, but I am a bit too late to journal. But it felt like a dream hours upon hours long.