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Too much to drink on New Years Eve to dream much. Restless sleep, bad recall, but two vivid images.

In which I see a winter landscape...

There are rolling hills that gently ascend to bluffs, high above a river. There are two bare limbed trees at the end of one bluff but the rest of the hills are only pastures of grass that has yellowed in the winter. The dream zooms in on the bluff with the trees, and I see a small cottage sits nearby. Smoke comes from the chimney and a light is on inside. The snow starts to fall and soon the landscape is blanketed with fresh snow. It piles up on the roof and tree branches. Two blue birds fly from the tree and land on the house.

In which I see a dead horse...

I see a horse that has fallen dead. Blood pours from his eyeballs and his nose. It disturbs me so much that I wake up.

31.12.2010

Meditation Theater (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Me and this man who wears a sweater and has curly gray white hair star in this play film and we are in a scene. In the movie we are sneaking into the Quaker side of town which looks 19th century and English. We enter a building and walk up the stairs. I see a blond child in front of three boards. One has sweaters pinned onto it and a picture of a vegan girl who is about 3 or 4 years old. She has large black eyes and black hair tied up in a pony tail with only a diaper on. 'Tylenol' is written on a piece of paper and pinned to a sweater.
Then a man in a black suit comes out from the right and I hear this tune D crotchet F# quaver A dotted crotchet F# quaver A crotchet over and over played by horns and rhythm section. The man explains that it is not enough to wear the sweater with Tylenol to fight poverty. The blond boy then says, "the sweater is so yesterday."
I then see men and it is as if I am on a conveyor belt which moves forward as I see these men come in and out of my dream vision.They are in firefighter uniforms and are spraying water towards me. The place is dark and I see orange siren lights. Some of them are standing on metal frames high above ground but most of them are on the ground to my immediate left and I am looking at them at an angle. There is a pattern; I would see one Asian firefighter who is short and wears yellow/orange/white firefighter uniforms and that would alternate with a few tall Western firefighters in blue. And somehow the welfare of Asian and Western firefighters are different, with Westerners favored.
I now enter a theater (I am guessing that this is still inside the English building). The hall has a very nice fluffy vanilla carpet. The vegan girl that I saw earlier falls over in front of me and seriously scrapes her left shoulder (on the fluffy carpet?) There are many people walking in front of her down the stairs toward the stage.
I am 3/4 of the way up the other stairs now on the right side of the theater and the seats have small foldaway tables that are found in lecture theaters in universities. One of them has a metal mug on it that I recognize as belonging to Irene. We sit there (me and the old guy who I think has now turned into a girl I know) and then Irene soon comes.
I say, "I am so excited to see you two meet."
Irene says, "I am equally as excited to meet her."
I see the vegan girl to my left and I think I take her shirt off (and excuse me for being a pedophile in this dream). She walks away, looks at me angrily and then walks out of the theater. I follow her. (For the sake of continuity of story, I walk down the stairs outside the theater that leads to the front of the stage.)
I see my father on the right wing of the theater. He is sitting and there a people doing walking mediation near him (I've just got back from a 3 day meditation retreat and there was A LOT of walking meditation).
I walk lightly and quickly towards my father in order to hug him (I also see Irene nearby) but he says with an annoyed face, "don't touch me! What slide?!"
What the??

2 nights ago: Dream start: I am inside cod6: modern warfare 2, In the map quarry. I am there alone, Or with a girl with short black hair, Like a TV haircut around her face. I realize that a war is going on as there is a mp5k gun in my hands and that there is a small group of people with me. We are in a small warehouse with windows on the sides and a large double door which is open at the bottom. Suddenly i look out of a window and see Jeremy Clarkson running down the dirt track on the edge of the map to where the bomb would be on S'nD (B) with 2 other people. I put my gun on the window ledge and let rip but the BB pelleets fire in a very weird way. They are all spread out like a grid flying away. I am surprised and duck back into the window and do not know if i have hit them. I fall back with my team to another window and jump up onto a desk in a corner and stay there contemplating.

End.


Today: I am in a warehouse which is dimly lit. I am in a corner of the warehouse and realize that i am not alone. Zombielike creatures are coming towards me so i make my way to a office which has reinforced windows all around it. I make my way there and realise i cannot enter. Suddenly the zombies are upon me and I somehow can stack boxs like the game minecraft. I build up a wall and the zombies cannot get me. I start jumping up and down and out of the corner of my eye i can see a elegant man in a dark suit with a large pistol, like a deagle walking along the walkway on the top of the warehouse. He could have saved me but doesnt and continues walking into a cubicle on the top stairs. I follow him in but nothing is in the room he went into. I wake - No lucid

I was at what was apparently school. Me and a bunch of people were in some giant wooden lodge. There were a few wooden tables about, and I was at one of them. Mrs. P and Mr. B were giving us some assignment there. RE was there. She was supposed to get something, so she went off to get it outside. Later she called on my cellphone and asked if the teachers were there yet.

Eventually I ended up in some car. Mrs. P was in there, and I think my mother was driving. We were talking about how I had given Mr. B a giant toblerone chocolate bar. Mrs. P said something about it being a good way to get him to shut up. Then it ended.

I am sitting on the floor in a large white room and there is some workshop taking place. There are other people sitting on the floor too. We are all sitting in a circle. I have noticed a small metal box with some ornaments on its sides and X or O on each side too. The box is in the middle of the circle. there is RG sitting there too. I have e feeling that we are playing some kind of game, even though we are all still.

*this is all I remember.

I am standing in a field. Several houses surround the field, each made with dull orange bricks. It's quite a nice sunny day (a common theme in my dreams) but I feel sad. Apparently I had to go back to school. I saw my two friends, O and O walking past me quite happily. I walk towards where I know the school is, and turn into another field, this time with a football pitch. While walking accross, I join more people walking to school. Suddenly, a small blonde boy stands in front of me, smirking. I try and fail to get past him, and then I get hit from behind. A group of 12 year olds start beating me up, spinning me round, throwing me e.t.c. I'll teach the little f****** I think, but every time I try to throw a punch, I meet heavy resistance until I either stop short of them, or it hits with barely any force. They aren't actually hurting me, but its infuriating to not be able to do anything. I used to get bullied a lot (though never physically, thank god) and this used to be a common theme in my dreams . One of my friends, B, calls "I thought you said fighting Year 7's was easy!" They find my struggle hilarious, and eventually throw me at the ground and go off to play football. I walk away to take an alternate route: a small path running down the side of the field, seperated by a small hedge. I find a stick, hop on and zoom along about a meter off the ground. Suddenly, I see a floating stick in front of me, blocking my path. I think to myself, "If I were lucid right now, that stick would..." and BLAM! POW! THOCK! THWUMP! HEDGEMONY! I become lucid. The stick seems to be some kind of evil force, trying to manifest in the stick and morph to a form more dangerous to me. As it dramatically gathers itself, I just bluntly grab it out of the air. No evil in my dreams...well, other than my evil. I smile wikedly to myself. I wonder how those Year 7's will cope with a lucid warrior? Righteous fury welling inside me, I fly dramatically over the hedge and make a beeline for the football pitch where I can see the perpetuators. The dastardly curs! And then, the dream changes and I loose the little lucidity I had. The rest of the dream involves me placing presents in giant christmas stockings. Still, at least I had a new years lucid!

I was walking with my family down a snowy road with a video game disk in my hand ( idk why..) . Then I dropped it and it somehow floated and hit a train. It didn't break so I picked it up. Then we walked to a random concession stand and I got a burrito. After that I walked to a hotel where I saw myself in window, that was when I gained control of the dream. I stabilized it, then Looked back in the mirror and saw a weird looking guy in a mask behind me. Sadly then I woke up...

I was walking with my family down a snowy road with a video game disk in my hand ( idk why..) . Then I dropped it and it somehow floated and hit a train. It didn't break so I picked it up. Then we walked to a random concession stand and I got a burrito. After that I walked to a hotel where I saw myself in window, that was when I gained control of the dream. I stabilized it, then Looked back in the mirror and saw a weird looking guy in a mask behind me. Sadly then I woke up...

★☆☆☆☆

01/01/11

"I'd like a triple Venti half-sweet white mocha, please," says the woman. Her curly brown hair is pulled back into a ponytail, and she digs through her purse for change.

I nod absently, pick up my sharpie and mark the drink, putting it on the bar next to the other three drinks that have already been ordered. My hand scrapes against the white fabric and I pause, glancing at the alarm clock on my nightstand. Two AM. Wait...

"What the fuck are you people doing in my house?" I mutter, shaking off the last fragments of the dream. Still half-asleep, I imagine that the customers are waiting impatiently in my living room. Irritated and disoriented, I curl up and try to go back to sleep.

Coffee. Scare Factor: 4.

And working New Years Day... what a nightmare.

dream lucid semi-lucid - Night of Jan 1

I was in a 5 star hotel. Me and my friend were getting chased by the police around the whole hotel. I was running away from the police and I didn't even know what I did. My friend and I blended into the crowd by join a tour group inside the hotel. We would always walk away casually when a officer would look in our direction. While we were walking an officer asks us if we have seen two boys in the hotel running. I said yeah and pointed behind us. He said something on his walkie talkie and ran towards that direction. My friend and I ran in the elevator and went up to the highest floor. We ran in the hallway when we saw two officers one male and one female scouting the floor for us. The male officer saw us and whispered something in the females ear. They then begin to walk casually towards us. My friend and I break into a sprint and the male officer shouts STOP! We run towards the stairs with the officers gaining on us. We open the door to a room instead and slam it shut so it looks like we went in there.
We then ran the other way down the hallway when we heard the officers break down the door to the room that we opened. While their attention was focused to the room we ran to the elevator but saw a cop was guarding it. We ducked right before he saw us. We ran back to the stairs because it was our only option left to escape. We opened the door to the stairs and jumped down the railing right when the two officers who were chasing us came to see the noise of us jumping down the staircase. When I hit the bottom I woke up. Another VICTORY

In the part of this dream that I remember, I'm leaving work at a psychiatric ward (which was a former waking-life workplace for way too many miserable years) and I'm driving a Model T type early automobile, in the style of the era when they used to be actually called automobiles, or horseless carriages. Aidan is a patient in the hospital and I stumble across his records; he is from a very wealthy family who is keeping it quiet, and he is under the name Adam MacNeill.

(Triggers from waking life: I've been watching a lot of Road to Avonlea lately as a way of dealing with the stress of being home for Christmas with a real-life 21st-century family. There are a lot of those early cars in that show. Also, I'd noticed that there was a minor character named MacNeill, never seen, but named as the legal owner of Green Gables. I'd recognized that as one of the series' many sly nods to the author's estate: Lucy Maud Montgomery's grandmother, who was her legal guardian and who was by most accounts very strict and harsh with the young Maud, had been named Lucy Woolner MacNeill. I had had a conversation with my mother about my father's early-onset Alzheimer's and the fact that he is starting from an IQ well above normal, so his memory loss is not as easily noticed; I'd commented that in the patients I'd assessed, we had to start with a rough idea of their baseline IQ, and usually the professors or economists or others of that social class who were somehow in the public mental health care system (and very few were, as their families usually made private arrangements) were harder to flag as having memory difficulties needing attention, because their scores on the Wechsler Memory Test were usually at or above normal.)

I'm well aware that I have no business even being aware that Aidan is in need of care (although I kind of know that anyway), let alone that he's an inpatient. There is some kind of paperwork that needs to be completed and left on the supervising psychologist's desk before I drive off in my ahooga-mobile. This paperwork will mean I'll be fired when the supervisor gets around to reading it, but I leave in the car before he finishes his coffee. It's the end of the day anyway on a Friday and it's time I was driving off. (In the real-life job, there was a stretch where every Friday contained some kind of reason to worry all weekend about losing my job.) When I do drive off, I'm stopped at a turnstile on the way out and asked for change. I initially don't have it and will be unable to escape the hospital, but eventually I do find it and get out of there.

Cut to a wealthy neighbourhood. My mother, a young girl in her 20s, is there with her toddler. I am there with a camera to take photos, but she has quarrelled with the family in one of the houses there and wants to get the photos taken as furtively as possible in the nearby park on the swings. My job is to carry the camera.

(Real-life parallel: My 20-month-old nephew is here and, for his time with Grandma, who is ill, it is often my job (and my pleasure, so no problem there) to follow and fetch soothers and the like and to open the baby gate. In other words, I'm there to perform all the low-profile support tasks so Grandma can have her joyful time with her grandson. I figure I can always get my time.)

One of the families across the street in that wealthy neighbourhood is the MacNeill family. It is a huge house, tan-coloured, with quaint rustic white trim hanging down from its roof, like Rose Cottage in the Avonlea series.

Oh, I know too darn well that I need to make myself scarce when anywhere around the MacNeills!!

Last night I had this dream: I woke up in a tower chained but I had no idea how I got there, I looked around me and I saw 7 Disney princesses, 2 were sleeping on beds but the were chained (Snow White and Aurora) , Cinderella was chained in a way but she did have a bit of freedom to clean around, Ariel was in a pool chained to the ladder of the pool but she kept changing from legs, to mermaid tale, Jasmine was there too (but dressed in the outfit (and chains) from Aladdin when Jafar was ruling the kingdom)but she was feeding the awake princesses., Tiana was there chained but kept changing from her human self to her frog self, and so was Rapunzel, but unlike us others, she was gagged too.

I asked "What in the world is going on? " The other (awake) princesses said they didn't know-but somehow the villains of their respective stories were back again but were following orders from someone else. I immediately thought and said out loud "Chernabog" but before I could continue someone (Flynn from Tangled) came over the one window in the tower and went to Rapunzel.\

After lowing the gag off her mouth Flynn said something to her but I couldn't tell what he was saying because I could only hear German words ("Es gibt drei Männer, die zu retten. Eine von ihr Toy Story Film Träume, eine andere Person ist ein junges sie weiß, und die dritte ist ein Held der einige fantasy Geschichte sie schrieb."). Rapunzel translated "Anne, Flynn said 'there are three men who are coming to rescue you. One from your toy story dreams, another person is a boy you know, and the third is a hero of some fantasy story you wrote." I said to Rapunzel "Tell Flynn to tell them not to have any fighting but to work together"
Which is what he did. The dreamed ended

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Well, new years eve was a fun night with some alcohol. Didn't dream very much, but the rebound effect kicked in during the last hour of sleep or so. A few pretty cool dreams is what I got.

03.15: Bedtime

14.00: Fragments
*I'm at a carnival. Almost every booth has some kind of shooting game. I walk around and just look at the different things to do.

*I can see two people from a book I'm reading. "A song of ice and fire". "I didn't know they looked like that... hmmm" I wonder as I inspect the two blonde siblings.

14.00: Winning big
I'm sitting infront of a jack vegas machine, playing some kind of five wheel game. It's going good and I win some money. Suddenly I get five symbols in a row. 1700 € I read. I turn around to the people next to me. "I just won a car" I say and smile. I continue on playing, and I raise the bet. 2.5 € per click. BAM! 80.000 €. "Holy shit!" I say to myself. I decide to get out of there before anyone spots me. I see a guy I know is a criminal. I walk as fast as I can towards the register. "Hi, can you check if I got any money on my card?" I ask the girl sitting there. She takes my card and swipes it. "Nope. Oh wait... Yeah it says you'll get 80k soon" she hands me the card and looks at me in awe. A guy from my previous class overheard. He tells everything to some guy next to him. I grab my carton of applejuice and walk out of there, anxious someone's going to steal my money.

14.00: Coral lake
I'm hanging on a coral wall above a large lake. I climb upside down and someone's next to me, asking me questions. I fall but I've got like strings coming from my body attached to the walls. I slowly lower myself down on a rocky shelf. I have the ability like those sea pirates in the "Pirates of the Caribbean". I can integrate myself with the coral and I tell the other person I have to regain health as I lie down and begin to sleep. I wake up after a while and take a look at the lake. It's got high walls of coral on every side and there are restaurants up on the walls. The restaurants looks like large mythical creatures, glowing in different colours. A dragon's mouth is the entrance and so on. Monica is next to me and she asks me which one we should go to.

She points at a large one at the bottom of the place, it looks regular from the outside. It's black and velvet and stretches into the wall. "I don't want to eat there, I don't like that place" I say and I know the restaurant is evil. We enter a sushi place. I get the feel everything's just a game. "Hey, they might have playing cards behind the counter" Monica tells me. I stretch over the counter where a robot is at and try to find some cards in the drawers. He tells me I can not do that. We decide to get something to eat. It's very expensive but Monica's buying.

A tiny mouse opens a door in the counter under me and tries to order food. I slam the door in his face. "Get in line!" I say. I decide to share a sushi plate with Monica and we seat ourselves at a table. While waiting for the food we get some shrimp to eat. I eat it all up. All of a sudden an old Japanese man sits down infront of us. He's some kind of master and I bow to him. "Itadakimasu!" he exclaims and grabs some chopsticks. "You have to have a silver knife fight" he tells me and Monica. I laugh and wave around with some silverware lying on the table. "No, a real silver knife" he tells me. Monica takes out a tiny silver knife with a very sharp edge. She starts cutting my arm and soon I have loads of tiny gashes. It doesn't hurt and I smile at her. She carves "M <3 M".

14.00: Rich bitch
I'm at a restaurant again. I can hear a trickle of small plastic things falling out of a bag. I look around and I spot a very expensively dressed woman. There's a hole in her bag and it's leaking pearls. They scatter all around and I scoop them up with my hands. Glass, dirt and gravel gets mixed up with everything as I pocket the pearls. They leave and I try to contact them on the phone. "We don't want your dirty help" they tell me in the phone and hangs up. I get pissed off. Suddenly I can see a naked girl standing infront of me. It's Victoria Silvfstedt and she's doing yoga. I walk up to her and oh my fucking god is she hot. Her tanned perfect body is amazing. Apparently we're together, she greets me with a smile as I rub my hand down her butt. "Not now honey, I'll just finish my exercise" she tells me. I walk away and look at her. I realise I'm dreaming but the dream fades.

Amount of sleep: 10½ hours

Supplements before bed: Lots of alcohol

That's it! Too bad the last dream ended just as I became lucid. I won't count it as one as I only had the image of her for a few seconds when I started waking up. I did try to DEILD but I was on my back and I could feel saliva in my throat. Oh well.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Happy New Year, everyone! I finally got an appreciable amount of sleep, even if I woke up quite a few times.

Here are some dream frags/segments from last night...I can't really recall much more than this, though I know there was a lot more.

Bold=Dream

I was telling my mom (I’m staying with my rents right now in waking life) that I was going to stay back at my apartment for the night, even though I had work early the next morning. She laughed knowingly when I told her this, but didn’t say anything. She knew I was going to stay with someone, which was, in fact, my plan. I was going to invite my friend, A, to spend the night. Before I fell asleep, I was actually thinking about this.

Woke up, couldn't go back to sleep for about an hour and a half. Finally went back so sleep.

I was in the mall.

Woke up again this morning, rolled over and went back to sleep. I remember this last dream being longer and pretty awesome, but I can only remember the last part.

I was watching a movie, but it wasn't like on a TV screen or at a theater. It overtook my vision, like I was in it, but just passively observing. It was a cross between Wayne’s World and Watchmen (I should add that I've never seen Watchmen in waking life). I had a sense that I had seen the movie before, and I knew what was going to happen. There was the end of a scene. It took place in a restaurant. There was a guy with a big, brown mullet, and it reminded me of Wayne's World. That's the only thing I remember about that scene. The next scene was lit in an ice blue and reminded me of Watchmen. I saw a zoom-in to a sheet of glass with a razor blade and a lot of cocaine on it. I started hearing a hard rock song about cocaine. Then, there was a slow zoom to a big metal door leading to some sort of garage or something. It was very steamy in the room. Then, I saw someone in a pickup truck, with the glass all messed up on the sunroof. I saw a face breathing heavy steam onto the messed up part of the glass. Then the scene zoomed out to the bed of the truck. I saw someone slink out of the back window in a very smooth, fluid motion. It was WakingNomad. He had been doing cocaine. He looked like his profile picture, which reminds me of an elf. He had the head of his profile pic and no shirt. He had leaves covering his crotch and legs like pants, and some going up his torso and onto his head. He had a devious-looking smile on his face, like he was up to something.

And that's all I can recall.

I know I had a lot more going on than what I recall in the dreams, but it's ok. I'm sure my recall will improve more with time, and I'll be able to get it back up to where it was when I originally joined DV 4 years ago.

Took a shitload of dream enhancing drugs last night. Worked for the most part. There were extra parts to the dream, but they didn't go along with it, so i'll only tell the parts that make a good story.

Lucidity-0
Vividness-9

My dream starts with showing Zack Braff(J.D. from scrubs). He is hanging out with his girlfriend in a futureistic world. I'm not sure of the exact date, but if i had to guess, it would likely by around 2100-2150. Possibly further. He is just hanging out for a second and then it goes black.

About 20 years(guessing) pass and some sort of rebellion is being led by Zack Braff. He owns a small planet that is a house in real life where my friend lives. Something must have happened to the atmosphere at one point because the world filled up with a poisonous gas. I run into the base for safety. I go into a room i think is safe. I look to the side and see a window isn't entirely closed. I pass out(and presumably die).

Now everything is like a movie(camera angles and scene changes). A large craft and a fleet led by the rebellion are attacking a very large station. The station is circular, has multiple weapon batteries all over firing at the fleet. This goes on for a few minutes before it goes to a ground view of troops fighting on the large station.

There are destroyed buildings everywhere. Soldiers running away, and people dieing all over. Two soldiers are in a bunker shooting at enemies coming near them. They request reinforcements. The scene changes over to the base back at the other planet. They respond with, "No we can't.... come in..... come in...". My dream shows the two soldiers dead, one with only his skull left in place.

The phrases requesting reinforcements, and a whole bunch of other related lines are constantly repeating now. Now the dream goes into one of the phones on the battlefield into the circuitry. It crosses over into other circuitry and into what looks like a black hole. This happens for a minute or two and then blackness.

Zack Braff is hanging out with his girlfriend near a neat looking slide. A radio is nearby playing some light music that noone is really paying attention to. Just as Zack goes down the slide the radio starts playing the messages from the battle. There are multiple messages being played at the same time. People dieing, requesting reinforcements, and pain were the easiest to make out. The dream ends with Zack smiling at his girlfriend.