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    1. cliv.Winterspring Shop

      by , 09-09-2020 at 04:55 PM
      23rd August 2020: DFLN

      24th August 2020 DFLN

      Dream:

      About classic WoW. On my gnome rogue, using a 100% riding horse. I'm in Winterspring? I fight some lions (but they don't look wintery/snowy like the local tigers should). In-line note: The night before this dream I had watched for the first time the trailer for the remake of Lion King, which I had heard of but not seen much about.

      I'm Combat-specced, I think. There were other player characters nearby but I don't remember any interactions, mix of Horde and Alliance, I think. Then Hnk messages me as I'm going to the town, which is more realistic and I walk toward a little shop in one of the buildings.

      Hnk was upset about guild recruiting. Some girl lied about something specific in the application to join? But apparently this was normal. I remember we messaged each other for a while, whilst I was still outside but in the middle of the town.

      Then I'm in the shop. I remember eventually I stop making notice of the chat UI for a bit. The shop is like one of those little convenience stores where you buy newspapers, magazines and play lottos, etc. There's a lady who runs the shop, behind a counter. I just look around at first.

      Something changes as I'm talking to Hnk via messages. Now, all of a sudden, the shop is full of "dirty" magazines. They are pretty much the only thing for sale here now, mostly featuring naked women with artificially bigger breasts. Most of them seem to be around my age. I find it all to be more distasteful than I normally would somehow. Then the lady at the counter complains to herself about how people keep going into the private areas at the back.

      I sort of join in and comment that it's ridiculous, people should surely know not to go past the counter. The lady appreciates my understanding of her situation and then I approach and ask her about something. (What?) And then I remember that I was supposed to sort something out while I was here, but I forget what, so we both take guesses at what it could be, for a while. I remember closing my eyes and resting against the counter while I try to remember.

      Eventually I "recall" that I needed to sort out some kind of prepayment card. For Hnk? But mom asked me to do it? The lady shows me a plastic plate/card with some information and I try to take a photo of it with my phone, which feels unusually big and unwieldy.

      The dream ended shortly after, and there were other dreams but I couldn't recall them.



      Notes:

      - This dream features mixed parts of recent life (classic WoW) and parts of my late teens.
      - In the dream, I vaguely recall having thoughts that although I found the magazines distasteful, they were this lady's business, so I made sure to not comment anything out loud about it to myself. This may be a partially direct message aimed at some part of me, using some role reversal as metaphor in the dream.
      - The chat with Hnk was particularly long via whisper messages. I only wish I could have recalled more specific wordings or details.

      - This dream felt nostalgic in a sense; WoW dreams are generally nostalgic anyway for me but they also tend to be novel, featuring adventures unique to myself and often in alternate versions of game locations or completely new areas. But the shop was reminiscent of when I would go to such shops to play the lottery in my late teens and I often did notice there were these types of lewd magazines at those shops; as I got older I felt like it became more common but maybe this was just a shift of my own perspective. Because of this, in a way, the dream felt nostalgic of how things were before everything started to feel sexualised in some sense.
    2. Walking around the city for magic | [26.08.2020]

      by , 08-26-2020 at 02:32 PM (Draeger's Dream Journal and Documentation)
      Walking around the city for magic
      I am walking around the city with my mother for some reason. We go through houses, and in the dream that confuses me, and I also had problems recalling how we even got into the house every time we entered one (I should've gotten lucid right there, ugh). At some point, it might have had something to do with the series Charmed. In some house I saw a girl play animal crossing, and her parents watched. They also seemed to like the game. My mother told me that they're filming the trailer. In an adjacent room or maybe adjacent house they're preparing to film some trailer about animal crossing that seems to be horror-themed for some reason. I remember already seeing the trailer. A girl sits on a couch and she just bends her head backwards as if she fell unconscious or something, and they'd zoom into her face and behind her is a TV playing a video on loop. It would be framed so that it would look like her unconscious face is floating in front of the images zapping by as creepy and intense music played, like House of Leaves from Kevin MacLeod. At the end I met my friend Steven on a sidewalk
      and he looked pretty different. We were happy to see each other. My mother told us something. At some point I also got home with my father, half-naked for some reason. There were also some personal parts at some point.



      Got a bit closer to doing a mantra, but still forgot. I guess I am just too stressed, and will be for a long time, so I'll just try to do something.
    3. cxlii.

      by , 08-19-2020 at 08:15 PM
      9th July 2020

      Fragment:

      Something about talking to A in some imagined version of her home. I remember it was day time and there was a coffee table? An old style computer with a CRT.

      We talked about a few things, mostly random ones, but also about my art and I asked if she knew anyone who might be interested.



      10th July 2020

      Fragment:

      Dream about being on the computer and looking through one of the art sites I frequent. I remember looking at my own art and other peoples' art, but the rest of the recall is gone.



      11th July 2020

      Fragment:

      On the computer, looking at one of the art sites again, and at my account page. I think I'd received some comments and I was typing up replies to the comments. I vaguely remember new dream-generated artwork, both of my own authorship and of other artists.

      Something about wanting to make a second account for only certain types of posts (?) but in the end I decided it would be too confusing if I had duplicate uploads between two different accounts.



      Notes:
      - There is quite a mix within these three days, the dreams being pretty much about the same thing in one way or another; my art and how both I and others perceive it.
      - At present this hasn't been manifesting in dreams quite as much but at the time of these dreams I was perhaps finding myself obsessively thinking about these things a bit through the days, more so than currently.
      - The recalled part of the first dream relates directly to how I no longer have direct contacts/friendships with people who are interested in the same things, thus trying to see if a friend did know anyone and if we could basically be introduced; I've had this thought consciously a few times during certain days but since then have decided that I can't meaningfully seek this out in a natural/organic way and since then I've also had a conversation about this topic with a friend.
    4. cxxv.

      by , 07-30-2020 at 08:55 PM
      29th May

      Dream Fragment:


      I remember little of most of the dream. Just one part stands out.

      I was being shown someone's pet or something. It was a cat at first but then it was a hyena. It was on a stand or pedestal of sorts and the animal itself looked elongated compared to what I'd expect.

      Then the person showing me the hyena, was telling me something about its urinary system and they put their hand sort of inside the hyena from underneath and pulled out a very large fleshy and desaturated pink sac.

      Some explanation was given to me. I didn't feel any disgust and was curious about the anatomy and around this point I realised the hyena looked to be sort of split into three parts but still joined together by some spinning tube thing between each sectioned part. I remember the hyena's head was turned toward us most of the time and was panting. Something about this segment reminds me of having the dog at the vet.

      Dream Fragment:


      Maybe this was the first dream. Something about H and our friend C. I remember we were at our house, or some version of it. H was concerned about someone breaking into the shed and I reassured H by pointing at a very Sims-like alarm system installed just to the side of the shed door.

      I remember it was a dark night but there was a full moon in sight. The ambience looked darker than it should have done considering the full moon and how big/close it appeared to be.



      Notes:

      - The alarm system from the Sims should have been a somewhat obvious dream sign.
      - The dream with the hyena, while similar in feel to the experience of having the dog at the vet, was probably just a manifestation of the interest I have in analysing anatomy from a hands-on approach. My lack of disgust or similar feeling is somewhat unusual within the context of automatic reactions, but perhaps is some indication that I could overcome such reactions more easily with training or simply by being exposed to this type of demonstration on a regular basis. I often feel sad that things have to die for us to have a better look at them and this aspect and the fleshy sac both relate directly to how I feel about meat in cooking, at times.
      - I believe the rotating tube sections were simply the dream mind's way of justifying the body being split in three sections while the creature was still alive with no pain. In a way it felt a bit like something I might be able to do with a 3D model and perhaps that's part of where this originated too.
    5. 2 LD. Друг-тень. Friend-Shadow.

      by , 05-18-2020 at 01:26 AM
      2 ОС Друг-тень (Сентябрь 2011)

      Я находился во сне у себя на дворе. Понял, что это сон. Рядом со мной был мой друг. Я стал думать, чтобы поделать. Подошёл к другу и попросил, чтобы он привёл меня к себе домой. Для этого я взял его за руку. Он повёл меня. Только почему-то заходить на его двор мы не стали, а пошли вокруг дома. Картинка сна стала блекнуть. Я подумал, что это не мой друг, и он хочет, чтобы у меня сон закончился. Друг стал постепенно походить на тень. Я схватил эту тень и сжёг на солнце. Картинка сна вернула свои свойства. Пошёл дальше вокруг дома. Картинка сна снова стала блекнуть. Я вспомнил, что читал: «для того чтобы продлить ОС надо посмотреть на свои руки». Я взглянул на них. От реальных рук они отличались тем, что на них было много линий. Мне стало больно руку, и я опустил их. Картинка сна улучшилась. Решил всё-таки дойти до дома друга. Мне надо было перейти дорогу, чтобы дойти до его подъезда. По дороге я прошёл нормально, но потом земля начала подниматься у меня из-под ног. Я попытался взлететь над ней, но ничего не вышло. Тогда я стал перепрыгивать с места на место и допрыгал до подъезда. Зайдя в подъезд, я сразу оказался на 2 этаже, где он живёт. Дверь в соседскую квартиру была открыта. Я позвонил в квартиру друга, и стал ждать, пока он откроет. В соседней квартире была девушка. Она увидела меня, и поманила к себе, чтобы я зашёл. Я не стал этого делать. Тогда она попыталась подойти ко мне и схватить. Я оттолкнул её. Тут друг открыл дверь, и я забежал в его квартиру, предварительно захлопнув дверь перед носом той соседки. На этом сон закончился, и я проснулся и почувствовал, что у меня болит рука. Было такое чувство, будто она вышла из своего тела и никак не может встать на своём месте. Точнее не рука, а сама ладонь минуты две-три, где то продолжалось такое ощущение, потом прошло.

      Выводы:
      1. Друг превратился в объёмную тень.
      2. Сам друг со мной не разговаривал. Персонаж "соседка друга" тоже не разговаривала.
      3. Картинка сна теряла свои качества, становилось нечёткой. Сумел возвратить чёткость с помощью
      а) сжигания персонажа тени
      б) Смотрения на руки.
      4. На руках во сне было много линий. Почувствовал боль в руке. Продолжил ощущать боль и в реале, после просыпания. Скорее всего просто отлежал руку под подушкой.
      5. Земля поднималась из-под ног и мешала идти.
      6. Взлететь не получилось.
      7. Зашёл в подъезд и сразу оказался на втором этаже
      8. Агрессивное поведение соседки друга. В реале девушка мне не знакома.
      9. Место действия: мой двор, соседний двор слева.
      10. Примерное время нахождения в ОСе 5 минут.


      2 LD Friend-shadow (September 2011)

      I was in a dream in my yard. I realized that this is a dream. My friend was next to me. I began to think to do it. I went up to a friend and asked him to bring me to his home. To do this, I took his hand. He led me. Only for some reason we did not go into his yard, but went around the house. The picture of dream began to fade. I thought that this was not my friend, and he wants my dream to end. A friend began to gradually look like a shadow. I grabbed this shadow and burned in the sun. The picture of dream regained its properties. I went further around the house. The dream picture began to fade again. I remembered that I read: "in order to extend the LD you need to look at your own hands." I looked at them. They differed from real hands in that there were many lines on them. My arm hurt and I lowered them. The picture of dream has improved. I decided to get to a friend’s house. I had to cross the road to get to his porch. I walked normally along the road, but then the ground began to rise from under my feet. I tried to fly over her, but nothing came of it. Then I began to jump from place to place and jumped to the entrance. Entering the porch, I immediately found myself on the 2nd floor where he lives. The door to the neighboring apartment was open. I called my friend’s apartment and waited for him to open. There was a girl in the next apartment. She saw me, and beckoned to me to come. I did not do that. Then she tried to come up to me and grab. I pushed her away. Then a friend opened the door, and I ran into his apartment, previously slamming the door in front of the nose of that neighbor. This ended the dream, and I woke up and felt that my arm hurts. It felt like she had come out of her body and could not stand in her place. More precisely, not a hand, but the palm itself for two or three minutes, where such a feeling continued, then it passed.

      Findings:
      1. A friend has turned into a volumetric shadow.
      2. The friend himself did not talk to me. The character "friend of the neighbor" also did not speak.
      3. The picture of dream was losing its quality, becoming fuzzy. Managed to restore clarity with
      a) character burning shadow
      b) Hand looks.
      4. On hands in a dream there were many lines. I felt pain in my hand. I continued to feel pain in real life, after waking up. Most likely I just laid his hand under the pillow.
      5. The earth rose from under the feet and prevented walking.
      6. Take off did not work.
      7. I went into the staircase and immediately appeared on the second floor
      8. Aggressive behavior of a neighbor of a friend. In real life, the girl is not familiar to me.
      9. Location: my yard, the neighboring yard on the left.
      10. The approximate time spent in the LD 5 minutes.

      Updated 05-18-2020 at 01:30 AM by 90895

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      lucid
    6. lxxiv.

      by , 02-01-2020 at 01:13 PM
      Small parts of several dreams from today.


      Dream Fragment:

      My friend L tried to contact me. Somehow we were communicating by typing on our computers on notepad, on a shared .txt file, which we would save in turns to effectively "send" messages. Despite being a plain text file, I remember L used emojis, something she'd probably find pretty silly for the specific situation.

      I have forgotten most of this dream's content but I remember L had an overall feeling of concern, and equally I realised I felt somewhat neglectful.

      Dream Fragment:

      I was outside, in a mix of my old home area and of some other place more like where I live now. It was daytime, there were bits of settled snow here and there and the pavement looked completely dull to me at the time. There was a row of terraced houses on one side, with an inordinate amount of front yard space. The pavement was unusually wide too.

      I was out here with someone, either my aunt or my mother, or some kind of blend. There was this tiny ancient and ruined chapel and we were sort of investigating it for whatever reason and there was supposed to be a secret passage that we had to activate from the outside. We walked around it several times and eventually I pointed at this crude square shape covered by dirt and grass on the floor, which I'd noticed several times when going around the chapel's exterior, finally insisting that maybe it was what we wanted to check, as at this point I felt that any observations I made were being dismissed entirely.

      There is some sort of dream transition and there's a different feel to things, and I find myself sort of manipulating wall segments as if it were a strategy game; the placement ghost for wall sections changed dynamically based on whether I was placing it close to existing walls or apart from any walls.

      Dream Fragment:

      Something about a blonde or fake-blonde woman, lying in bed. She was reading a book about things she'd done right? Or about things she had to pay for. This was in some sort of birthday party setting. It felt cheesy and crowded, inside a bedroom that somehow reminded me of a hospital room.

      Dream Fragment:

      I was in bed with H, who was reading something on the phone. It was around morning time by the looks of it and I was lying in bed in a funny way, because I was also reading a magazine of sorts. But the magazine was about as thick as my thumb is wide. It had all sorts of articles, about everything and anything, though I've forgotten most of it now, I remember the last one I was reading before closing it and looking at the cover. That article was about how an older Spain had convinced everyone during the exploration of the Americas to "drink this swill" that we call cocoa and how it's rival neighbouring country of Portugal had done little during that time to stop it too. It was like a sponsored article about an anti-cocoa cult of sorts and I found it to be pretty ridiculous even in the dream. It mentioned they already had hundreds of followers and hoped to expand them greatly in the coming times.

      After I shut the book/magazine, I gave H a cuddle and that's the last thing I remember. Somehow I didn't realise the irony of the very dream-like situation at all.


      Some notes:

      • The text in the fourth fragment was very consistent. I remember reading and going back to re-read something I'd already read to make sure I was getting it right. In that dream I should have realised that no magazine would ever be so thick.
      • The magazine cover was a cream or khaki colour, with a picture of a large manor or something on a sunny day in the front, with some smaller squares of other scenic views.
      • I remember seeing bits and pieces of the book in the third dream by myself. It didn't make any sense, it was like a children's book but with tasks and questions. The pictures were all sort of life-like, but drawn.
      • The very first dream fragment was one of several that I could still vaguely recall from the early morning before I fell asleep again, the other three fragments being ones from after falling asleep again.
    7. 4 Dec: Helping a friend confront her boss in London

      by , 12-04-2019 at 07:28 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      In London visiting a friend. On arrival I see 2 triple rainbows and I do my best to photograph it, but only catch the first one already fading. Many people are watching the phenomenon, halting their cars on the road, also taking pics. As I wonder looking for a better spot to take the best shot, I get lost to a very rich and high tech zone, where basically people live and work inside a huge compound. Cars even go inside and roads cross through these humongous building. Some people never even have to go out for anything. It is completely segregated from the outside world. I don't even know how I managed to got inside but I don't ever leave a secondary area, which is basically a technical service area and access to parking. Soon I find an exit and I am on my way to meet my friends. Zilla is already with our London friend and we go to the subway. My friend was summoned by her boss and she believes she is going to be fired. But she hates his guts, he has treated her very very abusively and she wants to defend herself and maybe tell him some truths she's been keeping to herself. And for that she asks for our backup.
      We are outside the door of his office, but we can hear their meeting as it goes and the dude is disgusting. She tries to defend herself but clearly he is determined to get rid of her and comes up with a lot of insults and shitty lying arguments. Then he becomes aggressive, calls her names and we can't take it anymore, so we barge in and I push him and slap him. He fights back so I beat the crap out of him. He says he is going to call the cops and present charges and say we assaulted him. But I am carrying a gun in my back pocket, not sure where I got it and I point it at him. I say we came with the intention to use it, but we were being nice and all, so I suggest he just calls it a day. He is panicking and promises not to tell a word if we just go. We go and my friend is like "are you crazy?" But very thankful. Later on, randomly, we see the same guy sitting at some diner and we notice that the server seems a bit crazy or is also taking revenge on him, so we observe the scene. He asks for pizza and a cake and she brings him frozen pizza and a frozen cake. He doesn't seem to understand that and he actually takes a bite of each. He yells mad and the girl doesn't flinch, she continues being a total disaster serving him, touching everything with her hands, spilling juice on him and making a mess. We guess she is actually doing it on purpose.
    8. 19 Nov: Dad using crutches and sleepover with friends

      by , 11-19-2019 at 08:52 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening



      Meet my father at a train station. He is using crutches and we need to take elevator down. Problem is, dozens of people are taking the elevators and at some point they break. The other people could use the stairs but most just wait for the technician to fix it. Meanwhile we all stand at a balcony that is dangerously giving in to the weight of all the people waiting. My dad assures it is safe, but I try to really stay out of it.

      Meeting a group of friends. V. Palmeirim and some other famous dude join in the group. They don't seem to know me. I notice we all are wearing shirts with white and blue patterns, stripes, waves and checkers. I suggest a group photo and we make some nice poses.
      We then stay at someone's place. A couple of my friends, Zilla and some other, want to go on an urgent mission to Porto, but it is late in the evening and I warn that we will be out all night if we go now. We take a cab, but the driver stops somewhere to pick up something and delays us even further, so the girls change their mind and agree it is too late to go out on such journey. Back home they are still making contacts and checking other ways to go, but meanwhile we start watching "Across the Universe" on tv and time passes. I say "no way we are going now. It's 10 pm." Then I notice Jaime is among the friends and he also just spotted me watching the film and singing along and he looks like his heart melted. In the morning I go out to the nearby chinese supermarket to buy some stuff. The staircase and lobby of this building is from the 50s and majestic. Everything is grand and high ceiling and huge open space. I am joined by my dog Hachi who is hanging around for no reason. We hug really tight and then he joins me for a walk in the garden of some museum close by.
    9. Just an anxiety dream..? [Adult]

      by , 08-13-2019 at 02:28 PM
      It's night, and I'm in a bed, but besides that I'm not certain where I am.

      I'm in bed with Isata, an ex-coworker and maybe still-friend; in the past she's
      told me that she feels comfortable being open with me and putting her trust in
      me, and perhaps that's why in the dream we're sharing a bed (and a lack of
      clothes), having a - very slightly - flirtatious conversation and are playfully
      touching before cuddling to go to sleep - I don't receive from the dream the
      impression that we're anything more than just friends.

      She needs to do something - I was- and am- not certain what - and whilst I'm
      still in the bed she kneel/walks on top of it, deliberately pausing when her
      legs are apart above me and her crotch is close to my mouth; in spite of that,
      she's surprised and angry when I try to begin to perform oral sex on her.

      Things abruptly change - it's still night, but now I'm standing in the dining
      room at my grandmother's house; I'm still naked - and now in a state of arousal
      - but I don't seem to be perturbed by either of those things.

      Whilst it's still night, my grandmother's house is partly on a
      heavily-trafficked road, so there's sufficient second-hand artificial light to
      see almost every detail in the room, and my mother - who also doesn't seem to be
      perturbed by my nakedness or state of arousal - points out that there's a wasp
      clinging to the net curtain; I try to kill it by crushing it with a scrunched-up
      tissue and a jam jar or the lid of a jam jar, but it flies away, and I'm not
      able to see where.

      I awake with a start, my heart pounding, not because of a fear of the wasp, but
      because of Isata's earlier reaction to me.

      ---

      A few thoughts:

      * Whilst the dream was far from a "wish fulfilment" dream - indeed, I don't
      remember ever having a "wish fulfilment" dream - the relationship in the dream
      is, I think, very close to my ideal sexual relationship: not a relationship
      where sex is always a gesture of unplumbable romantic love; and - in spite of my
      being an incel - definitely not a relationship where my partner is
      more-or-less a living sex toy; but a relationship where sex is relaxed and
      playful, two open and trusting friends trying to have fun.

      * My wanting to perform oral sex on a girl I'm friends with, and so care about,
      is not out of character for me - I likely learnt about cunnilingus before I
      learnt about (male or female) masturbation, and, as a "safe" and "clean" way of
      giving pleasure to a friend, it's something I've always wanted to try.

      * However, my trying to kill a wasp is at least a little out of character for
      me, as I'm pretty non-violent and, indeed, I prefer not to kill wasps if I'm
      able to avoid it.
    10. Fragment mixture | [10.07.2019]

      by , 07-10-2019 at 05:13 PM (Draeger's Dream Journal and Documentation)
      The Mix of Dreams
      I am voice chatting with a friend from Slovenia at night. I don't remember what we were saying, but one thing I do remember is that I hear thunder on his end and ask if there's a thunderstorm going on in Slovenia. He happily replied with a yes while my view suddenly looks at the window behind him and a pitch black sky as it panned more to the right.

      After this, I am suddenly sitting on the toilet, before after a bit standing up. Everything was normal until I saw a giant turtle hanging from the ceiling, seemingly frozen in time and unable to move, though in the dream I didn't actually think that. I called my mom over from the living room to show her the strange turtle. Then, more stuff seemed to happen in a sort of city, somewhat inspired by a desert-like environment, set in Seattle; at least Seattle according to InFamous: Second Son, though the ocean was replaced by a vast ocean of sand. I was on a car. Then I think I woke up.

      Updated 07-10-2019 at 10:25 PM by 96397 (Left out a few details, forgot side note for title)

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable , dream fragment
    11. Dream recall dry spell hopefully ending with me remembering this fragment | 01.07.2019

      by , 07-01-2019 at 04:51 PM (Draeger's Dream Journal and Documentation)
      School bathroom
      I walk around a school with a friend. I remember that I need the bathroom really badly, telling my friend, who then tries to guide me to the bathroom. The school halls have no windows and were themed like the intensive care unit I was in when I had a ketoacidosis, albeit one hallway, originally leading to a sort of room I don't remember the purpose of and a storage room, now leads to the office of the school. It is themed like the one at my school. As we go a bit in, we turn around and the hallway has changed to more of the office hallway, just a whole lot longer and like the real school, only that to the right and left are two bathrooms now. We find the boy's bathroom and it is locked up entirely. We then turn around and find that there's a girl's bathroom with two girls washing their hands. Obviously, I can't just use that bathroom, so we start walking to the exit of the hallway, aiming to go to our lessons. Then I wake up, having to use the bathroom just as badly as in the dream.

      Updated 07-01-2019 at 08:51 PM by 96397 (Replaced "surge" with "dry spell".)

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    12. 5 Jun: Cambridge and Björk on TV

      by , 06-05-2019 at 09:43 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      At Cambridge (never been actually there). I am looking for the buildings and spaces I had seen in some movie. I go up a terrace to look for a sportsfield that supposedly existed outside the walls of the campus, but it is not there anymore. Instead, there is a poor workers' neighborhood. I see a dog running like crazy and an owner trying to catch it and I go running down because I think my dog Hachi is somewhere on his path and I am afraid he might attack this dog. I get there on time and the other dog owner catches his dog as I reach for Hachi and avoid confrontation.

      With my mom, we are having a brunch, delighted with some buttered croissants and watching tv. There is a live show where a young Björk and my friend Joakim are being interviewed. And I yell "how does that guy know Björk and why he has never spoken of it??" They are talking about some funny episodes from the past, how they met and somehow they had some role to play in each other's life. I rush to the studio where they are live and I catch them backstage when it's finished. I catch them having a personal conversation when they think they are alone. They admit the stories they told weren't true, but they did it to counteract some bad publicity and a negative image that Björk had gained with some story that had been on the news. And they didn't really know each other from before, they just had meet recently and arranged this. I feel so disappointed I don't even go talk to them, just go back to my mom and eat some more croissants.
    13. Starting up again

      by , 04-08-2019 at 10:25 AM
      08 Apr 19:

      First dreams recorded in 4 years. 2 fragments and one "solid"



      - At a store, think I'm looking for new shirts

      - Bookstore

      - At a friends' parents house. I'm sitting at a table and across me sits someone who feels and gives off a vibe of his sister but looks completely different. She talks about quieting her job. Not sure who's choice it is though.
      Somewhat further down the dream I see his father talk to my friend about the mother who apparently did something wrong or made a mistake that they find amusing.
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    14. 18 Jan: Family at the mall, meeting friends in Paris and terrorist attack

      by , 01-18-2019 at 01:22 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      At some big mall. I meet my aunt Lisa, Carlos and their kids. She looks embarrassed to see me. Says she has been going to a doctor, has some health problems, potentially bad. That's why she is with her ex-husband and kids.
      I see some people making a fuss at the door of a restroom. Some health inspector comes take note of the situation, I go see what it is. The bathroom has half a dozen toilets but all side by side without divisions and only a sliding curtain separating those waiting in line. Even more weird is that the toilets are high tech, with screens and wifi and conference calls and games, but no privacy.

      I meet Ana Sofia and some friends at a cafeteria and I decide to join them. I try to eat something, but grab an egg sandwich to go. We go outside and I realize we're in Paris. It is crowded and at some point people are organizing a protest with very lights and the police is starting to get in position to crack down on them. We decide to get the hell out of there but we get separated in the confusion.
      I am with some girl who has a map of the city and we try to think where the others were going. I see amazing monuments and buildings I had never seen and look for my camera. We get to a terrace with view to a magnificent area of the river, where we go on some boat with historical meaning and which takes us to see a wall on the other side of the river with amazing reliefs and paintings. There is some renowned stylist directing a photo shoot and his dog comes to the border of the boat to sniff people and befriends me. Then we hear a huge boom and the boat his hit by a big wave full of debris. I see people in the water in the middle of the debris. Our boat makes a very quick u-turn and leaves us back at the dock. They tell us another boat exploded, maybe a terrorist attack. Some people are crying because their family was in it. Everybody is scared and dispersing. My friend hands me my stuff and asks what we should do next.

      Updated 03-18-2019 at 08:55 PM by 34880

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      non-lucid , dream fragment
    15. 5 Dec; Shoes, shoplifter and a Korean movie

      by , 12-05-2018 at 10:00 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      Once again at my friend Zilla's home, actually her mom's. I go outside on the neighborhood for a walk and find lots of new shoes from a shop discarded by the dumpster. Some are still in the original boxes, but I will need bags to carry them with me. My friends, Zilla and Licas, they come by and we arrange to go get bags at home to rescue those shoes. At some point I am there guarding it so that no one else takes it and a couple of policemen comes ask me what I am doing. They think I am responsible for all those shoes on the ground and I could get a fine for it. But I explain what I am actually doing and ask if they can wait for my friends to come with bags.

      Later on a department store, a vintage thing, looks like it's the 1930's. I am with a friend, a cute curly blond lady. She sees another lady she dislikes, paying for some very luxurious towels and leaving them unattended at the cashier's balcony. In a moment of distraction of the cashier, she steals the towels and runs towards me, so we go away before anyone notices. I become accidentally involved. We head to an elevator and she acts all paranoid as we descend to the garage level. I actually think she might have gotten away with it. I feel like I'm in a Hitchcock movie. I go home by train. Unfortunately there must have been witnesses or something, because days later I receive a notification to pay for the towels she stole - they considered me accomplice - and they even charged me 9€ for a pen I took by mistake that I had used to sign a cheque.

      Some epic story, I think in China , but could be in Korea, Mongolia. This one felt a bit like a Bong Joon-ho movie. It was about some invaders, from another kingdom or tribe, and some people being driven out of their lands and persecuted. Their rulers are probably dead but there is a prince and a princess whom they believe are still alive but were captured. They escape through the mountains and reach an arid plateau. they are walking in two parallel lines along a path crossing the plateau, when their prince and princess appear at the end of the lines, running, looking beaten down. They rejoice, happy that they escaped. Unfortunately they were being followed by the enemy army, which is coming ready for an ambush. They have like a giant white sleeve-like trap they pull along the line of people, capturing them like fish in a net. I don't know how it is possible, but it works. And I am trapped with them.

      Updated 03-18-2019 at 09:31 PM by 34880

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      non-lucid , dream fragment
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