Singularity125

Didn't feel like spamming the board, so all of today's dreams are in this post.

01/15/2011

Singularity, undercover cop? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This is the first of 3 dreams I had this morning, and it was really... cool, actually. Since it was the first one though, I can't remember most of it. Anyways, I recall being in this house or something, I think I was a reporter. I'm looking around the house, and there's a door that is just metal bars, like a jail cell door. There's a section of stone wall behind it, but I know behind that is another room. There's an abusive husband in there, but I can't get to him. I start walking away and look back to see that the wive worked up courage and pushed the wall thing aside, so I go in.

Here, I have a confrontation with the husband that I don't remember all that well, unfortunately. What I do remember is that neither of us had any weapons, and I had no handcuffs. I manage to get him on the ground and punch him several times. He gets me once or twice, but it doesn't hurt. Eventually I get him to stop resisting, and start dragging him out of there by his wrists. At least once he tries to tug himself away from me, but I just brace myself and grip his arms even tighter. The dream ended on a slightly sad note though, as I look back to the kitchen and see a picture of a "happy" family, husband, wife and baby. All I can think about is whether the baby is there, or even still alive. I personally don't recall the noises we made fighting, but I know the baby should have been wailing because of it, and I didn't hear one... The dream ends here.

01/15/2011

A... a hairball? Seriously? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a short fragment, and kinda disgusting. I was hanging out or something, and suddenly one of my teeth feels weird. I touch it with my fingers, and it pops right out. It was where a canine should be, but it looked just like a molar. I head into the nearby bathroom and start rinsing my mouth in the sink, I think. I can't remember. My mom's there too. Suddenly I start coughing and the next thing I know, there's a huge wad of hair in front of me. And I have to tug on it since the last few hairs of it were still dangling down my throat. That was a bit more realistic than I would have liked... blech! That's all I remember.

01/15/2011

Destroying the Propaganda Machine (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Now, this one was kinda weird, and despite it being the last one I had, I can't remember it well. When my recall picks up we're on land, and I'm driving a bus around. We're on a mission to do something, but a bunch of farmers and other average citizens keep ramming in to us, damaging our "hull". (This dream might have been inspired just a bit by all the X: Btf I've been playing... >.>) Anyways, a couple others are with me in the bus, though I don't remember who. We're musing about how whoever was in charge managed to convince the commoners to do something like this. It was clearly hurting their cars and trucks a lot more than it was hurting our bus.

At some point the dream switches to full on X: Btf mode, and I'm in a spaceship, looking for a certain station. I find and blow up one by mistake, but nobody seems to be mad. I navigate around a few others before finding the right one. It was a pretty big station, and as I approached I could hear a sort of radio station come on in my ship. I don't remember any words from it, but it was clearly some sort of propaganda that had brainwashed average citizens. I shoot a Hornet missle at it, which dropped a large chunk of its shields, and whittle down the rest with my lasers, causing it to blow up. That's all I can remember.

01/12/2011

The Quest for... Ice-cream? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This one was interesting. I don't remember most of the beginning, but I do recall that my family and all were watching some really long movie. At some point we decided to take a break so I could get some ice cream. I find myself in this large, somewhat confusing building. Right near the entrance is your standard, industry-chain ice cream place, but I decide to look a bit more.

Towards the other end of the building I find a smaller setup, promising homemade, organic ice cream, or something like that. There's a bunch of little kids in line, it being the "healthier" option, but I decide to stick around anyway. When it gets to my turn, I get stuck a bit trying to find a word, and saying, "What I want is like a shake, but thicker..." (I was trying to think of the word "flurry". A la McFlurry, etc.) The man making the ice cream responds by saying, "Well... get a thick shake then!" I figure that's close enough, and go along with it. I get to be surprisingly specific with ice cream (one scoop of chocolate, one scoop of cookie dough, with vanilla as the "base"). While I'm in the line, I take a cup and fill it with some milk, to drink as I wait. But once I get through the line I realize I only have the milk! My shake is nowhere to be found. I figure one of the kids in line must have taken it.

I find my way upstairs, where the ice cream man had gone. It looks like he's doing something pretty important, giving a speech or something. I wave and such at somebody, since I know them. (I forget who though. My high school band teacher, perhaps?) Then, I go up to the ice cream guy and kinda sheepishly interrupt him, explaining my predicament. He generously offers to make me a new one, but I'm extremely embarrassed by now that I interrupted what looked like an important ceremony for my own needs. I quietly go, "No, it's okay, really, go back to what you were doing..." and wander off. I begin to wonder about going back to the other ice cream place I saw, but I wake up.

(I feel like this dream COULD be symbolic, but like Sylvia (author of Project Sanctuary) says, I think I'd get the meaning wrong if I try to analyze things in isolation. It's not too important anyways, I don't think...)

(Also, a bit of synchronicity, though I'm sure it's meaningless, it is kinda funny. Once I rolled myself out of bed and came out to the living room, my dad had the TV turned to CBS. And they were doing some kind of cook-off... with ice cream. Weird.)

01/09/2011

Kindergartener Quiz (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

In this short dream, me and my family were visiting my elementary school for some local event going on. (A reasonably common occurence, given our small town) For some reason there's a circular pattern of bleachers, like a bullseye, set into the middle of the gym. They go down and form a sort of pit. I'm on one of the upper bleachers with my family for a while, just taking things in. There was something going on here, but I don't remember was it is.

At some point I scoot down towards the center where all the elementary kids are. There's one smart little girl in particular there. She must be in kindergarten or something. One guy keeps quizzing her on standard basic knowledge for kids that age, like the colors of the rainbow, what's 2 + 2, and such. Then he asks a slightly tougher sort of riddle, that went something like this:

Him: Okay. "A" only likes straight lines, "B" only likes measurements, and "C" only likes ones. Who are they?

Girl: Well, A is a square, B is a successful measuring ruler, and C is a one!

(This riddle made perfect sense in the dream, but I realize how silly it is now. And yet, you can't argue that those would be "correct" answers.) After that exchange, I woke up.

01/08/2011

Highschool student profiling (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Okay, first two fragments: I remember something about running around playing a game as Diddy Kong (we've been playing Donkey Kong lately).

I remember another fragment where I was browsing some forums, though I don't remember why or what I was browsing for.

Now the dream I do remember. I was back in high school again, in what I think was Performance Arts class. The teacher asked us to come up with settings that had some consistency, but were still flexible. We were practicing adlibs or something. I came up with the idea of a weather forecast. (This idea came from a bit of comedy I saw yesterday, IRL) I went and put up the idea on the board. Then the teacher handed us something else to fill out, which I asked if it was related to our current assignment. She said no, just that "It's June now so you all have to fill one of these out before you leave". (She was being kind of annoying, really) This thing was kind of a questionnaire that the school, or the state or something used to profile students. (I did some of these back in high school, though they were basically getting numbers for drug or alcohol use, anonymously) I remember that the first question was something like, "I absolutely can't stand people who _________". I ask why I should have to fill one out, since I and a few others there are Seniors (implanted memory!) and wouldn't be coming back. She admitted she wasn't sure. About this time the dream ended.

01/06/2011

Project Sanctuary...? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Now this one was weird. It was basically a False Awakening. I was laying in bed and I decide to try the whole Project Sanctuary thing. (To sum it up in a sentence, it's trying to have vivid, dream-like visualization while you're awake.) Two times I get kinda close trying to pull a scene together, but my head kinda vibrates and snaps me out of it. The third time I succeed, though, and I am in a forest with a big truck or SUV. This was a pretty hazy dream overall, I kinda hovered around the area as the truck moved around, then I floated higher in the air. I thought of going into space and closed my eyes, but when I opened them I woke up.

Now... do I count this as lucid? I was aware that whatever I experienced wasn't real, but I was convinced this was because I was visualizing in waking life, not because I was dreaming. It's kind of a weird one...

01/06/2011

Two more Fragments (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Two dreams that I kinda remember from today... The first was about either Morrowind or Oblivion. I loaded up a character that had a bunch of mods and tried to play it without those mods, but I got frustrated so I put them back.

The other one was dealing with some sort of schoolwork. There was this assignment that was due today, and I hadn't done several of the questions yet because I didn't know the answers. I worried about how I'd get them done in time to turn it in.

01/05/2011

Demonic Markings (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream was earlier in the night, so I don't remember most of it. I do remember being outside, talking with some other guy about these intricate patterns on the ground in front of us. They seemed to be part of some video game / mini game, though I don't remember the details. I remember being paranoid and worried because the patterns would change instantly when I "changed the difficulty setting" (Don't ask, I don't know. xD), but I was the only one who noticed the change. I could change them around other people and they would be completely oblivious to the fact there was any change at all! One other thing I don't know where to put: At one point the patterns looked like they were laid out with garden hose, and at another point they looked burned into the ground.

There's some dream content I can't remember, then I remember hopping in the shower. This was a big shower like we have up on campus. I feel my head and realize that I have a headache, and I'm bleeding from somwhere on my head. My stomach was already feeling uneasy, but seeing my head bleeding caused bile to creep up my throat. It was at this point that I woke up.

Two interesting things of note. The first is that though my head felt perfectly fine when I woke up, my stomach was grumbling somewhat. I'd eaten too much before going to bed. So I sat up for a few minutes, sipped some water, and went back to sleep. The other thing is that some details were surprisingly vivid compared to others. The pain and acidic bile were very realistic, and my thought patterns within the dream at that point seemed reasonably clear. But I can't remember whether the shower was even running, whether I was still wearing clothes, etc. Nevermind the first part of the dream, all of that is hazy.

01/03/2011

Day in the Life of Homer Simpson (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Now this one was just bizarre for me. I was in the world of The Simpsons (and I NEVER watch that show! EVER!), walking around with Homer himself. We end up at the doctor's for some reason or another, who knows. I immediately see the doctor Homer would want: His name was "Dr. Feelgood" and he basically put a ton of tasty food-type stuff in an IV bag for his patient to scarf down. Who of course, walked out of there feeling better. Homer and I got sent over to another doctor, whose name I can't remember. He took me aside though.

He probably did a couple things I don't remember, but what I remember was him taking my right hand, and wrapping some string around the base, as if for a tourniquet. He started talking about all sorts of things, mentioning hypnosis and such. He also said how he wasn't as fun, but his method of treatment worked BEST. Stuff like that. He was taking his sweet time wrapping my finger with string, and at some point I had a memory skip to when he was done. He said something like, "Well if that [the hypnosis] worked on you, then see, that's what I REALLY want to do!" (As opposed to being a doctor) Homer said something like, "Oh, that'd never work on me!" to which I replied, "Well I'm sorry to say, but it worked on me."

At this point he took my middle finger and jammed three shots into it, one after another. I did feel some pain from this, enough to make me jump, at least. The doctor said, "Oh quit it, you're done already!" And he sent us away. (Homer didn't end up seeing any doctor. Can't say I blame him after watching what happened to me.) At this point I seem to have a touch of awareness because I start wondering what effect the shots will have, considering "we have different worlds." At this point Homer decided to talk about how donuts were one of the periodic elements here, or some crap. I dunno. This is where the dream ended.

01/03/2011

G-Mod Idiot... Theatre? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So in this dream, I was in some theatre with a bunch of other college-age kids. I don't remember if I knew any of them or not, though. What I remember is that we were watching some preview of the next episode of a silly Youtube video series. I'm not exactly sure which one, but I'll go with GMod Idiot Box. Only, this one was actually more of a game than a video. We had a Wii set up for it, but before it would run they had to insert 32(!) separate DVDs. The contents of them didn't matter except for one. One had to be a specific movie so they could "get the right color for _______'s panties." Bizarre and slightly perverted, I know. I don't get it either! Anyways, I don't remember much of the actual game/video. It wasn't quite as funny as the normal videos, but it was indeed an interactive game. Weird. All of the actual content is a blur, though. Who knows what it was about. (I don't remember any panties, though. ) And... that's all I remember, I guess.

01/03/2011

Mythic Dawn Hostage (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So, this is the first of three dreams I remembered this morning. From what I recall, I was a Mythic Dawn member, a la Oblivion. I wasn't one by choice, though. My "memories" told me that they had found me almost dead, for one reason or another, and brought me back to health. So of course, I "owed" them. I never would have made it away alive if I had tried to flee them, anyway. So of course I grudgingly go along on their missions, looking for my chance.

I also know I'm in some contact with the Imperial Guard, and I have some way of demonstrating that I'm actually on their side. I'm not sure exactly how, but I think I'd made a special rip in my robes, on purpose. (Not that that makes sense, but there ya go.) I'd somehow informed the Guard that we were here in this... wait for it... pizzeria. Yup. A bunch of us are in a central room with half-height walls when a commotion breaks out at the entrance. We all drop down to the floor and lay there. One guard comes into the room and starts to drag the nearest person (me) toward the door. Then he realizes through whatever means that I'm on their side, and he invents some reason to leave us be. (He couldn't just single me out, or the other Mythic Dawn members would turn on me. I dunno why they didn't pursue him, though. I mean, didn't it seem weird for them to let us go? Ah well...)

So they leave, and my next mission is to gather 5 things from around the pizzeria, whatever they were. I don't remember. A couple times I come around and sit at a crowded, messy table, then apologize when I notice someone else is sitting there. Both times they give me some of their pizza. Whether out of generosity or fear, who knows. I can't remember anything else.