June 15, 2014 Fragment: Bell Bed I was at someone's house, and it was winter. They had heated floors inside as well as heated ground outside so that their yard would never have snow on it. Everyone in the house was going to go to a concert for my cousin's best friend, Aynes (she's got a pretty stellar voice). I remember that my mom and some other people had specific tickets, but I could probably get one at the door because they didn't think it was sold out... We get there, and I get a ticket, but I have to sit in the cheap seats because that's all that was left. Someone else was singing before her, but I don't remember anything significant about whoever it was. After the concert, there was a sign-up for some sort of military camp, and everyone in my group signed up for it. We all got shuttled off to a cabin and got assigned beds. I was in the top bunk closest to the door, which was apparently the "Bell Bed," and every time I got into or out of it, a bell would ring and everyone else would have to get in our out of their beds too. It was strange. I Trust You I was with Zukin in my home-town near my Oma's house. We got on a bus to go rent a movie from the Video Hits Plus, and she didn't know where it was so she turned to me and said, "I trust you." Fragment: Fish Food I was talking to Kristin and she was telling me not to feed Fishie, our beta fish, the little crunchier bits in the food we have for him. I asked why, and she said if he ate them, he would get bloated and die. I felt really horrible because I'd always been feeding him those, and I thought he was going to die. (as soon as I woke up from this one I groggily got up and checked on him to make sure he was alive and well, and then went back to sleep) I wanna get a Sammich My English class plus Zukin plus a few random characters I didn't recognize were all part of a secret, elite group. Each of us had some sort of super skill, and we all worked together to do good in various locations. There were about five locations in this dream, but I don't remember much about the first two. I just know they were there. The third place was weird, because to get to the bedrooms, we all would have to sort of pole-vault across a 10-foot-wide gap in the building. It was a sort of courtyard that was about 15-feet wide except for the landing we had to get to. We were on the top story (10-ish?) so the fall if you missed the landing would be pretty bad... One of the members of the group, a guy I didn't recognize from the real world, was being cocky and reckless, and decided to try to pole vault from about 10-feet left of the "runway" to make the gap a lot bigger. He ended up missing the little indent where you stick the pole, and couldn't stop in time, running right off the edge and falling. I yelled, "Call 911!" a few times, running around the top floor to tell people what had happened, and then went back to the runway. There were people coming out from the bedrooms on the other side of the gap to see what the commotion was. I called down at the guy (I called his name, but I don't remember what it was) and he moved a little. I was relieved he wasn't dead. I kept calling for him to move different parts of his body if he could, mostly to keep him from falling asleep in case he had a concussion. People were coming with ropes, and so someone was lowered down to help the guy up, but by the time they got down, the guy was already standing up and acting just fine, laughing about it even. I think he super skill must have been a hard head. An ambulance had arrived by the time he was lifted all the way up, and he was protesting that he was just fine, but I made him get in and get checked out just in case. The fourth location is a little blurry, but I remember that one of our group left because he was scared of something in that place. He had to quit permanently, but they would let him have a different job at HQ. He was going to be some sort of librarian/clerk. He got a giant pet lizard. On the third night being at this location (we spent on average about two weeks at each place, I think), there was a severe storm warning. Either a hurricane or a tornado, or some kind of unreal dream-world storm. We were all told to stay inside the building, which was at the top of a mountain. There were floor-to-ceiling windows lining the whole side facing the town we were located above, and I could watch the storm rolling in. Just before the storm was about to hit, Zukin, Robert, another guy, and I wanted to go get sandwiches. So we left. We went down a bunch of stairs and then an elevator, and then we came to the part that I hated: It was a perfectly vertical ledge, about 500-feet down.about five of our group had the skill to be able to jump down that without getting hurt, because they could absorb the force of the impact, or something. Those five would take the rest of us down by holding onto us and jumping, then jumping back up (the could also jump freakishly well, I guess) to get the rest of us. Robert and the other guy were two of them, so Robert grabbed me, and the other guy grabbed Zukin, and they both jumped down and set us down. I had screamed because I hate the sensation of falling, and I'd also been terrified Robert would lose his grip, so I basically straddled him around the upper body with my arms and legs. And then it was weird because he set me down gently and then nuzzled the back of my neck seductively before just walking off. At the base of that cliff was the checkpoint where we all had to check in and out every time we entered or left. We went to four of the computer consoles that lined a wall. We had to fill out Name, Age, Date, When we Joined, etc. The last part to fill out was a check-box style question: "There is currently an order to remain indoors due to inclement weather. Why are you disobeying these orders?" The options were all official-looking, like "Visiting sick loved one in the hospital" and "urgent business with a superior" or "with explicit exception from superior" and the last one was "I wanna get a sammich." We all checked that one. The computers gave us the green check that meant "Go Right on Ahead," and we made our way through the storm to the sandwich place, which made sandwiches just like a place on my college campus. We ordered our sandwiches to go and took them back to the "dorms" on top of the mountain. We ate them in front of the large windows, watching the rest of the storm. The last location from this dream was actually HQ. We got to stay there for a month, but still had to do good deeds and whatnot while there. I went to the office of my friend who left the group to see how he was doing. He loved life staying at HQ with his giant pet lizard. His office was messy and books were stacked all over the place. I was glad he was doing well, and went back out to the dining room where people were eating. I sat between Zukin and Robert. I think he and I had gotten into a relationship in the time between the storm and when we got back to HQ. I got half-way through my dinner and then needed to get something from my room, so I excused myself momentarily and went through the maze-like hallways to my room; I say "my room," but they were all co-ed communal bedrooms. I shared the room with 7 other people. I got what I needed, though I can't remember what it was. On my way back to the dining room (I had turned left and then right and was about to turn another left into the hall that led straight to the dining room), my watch beeped, so I did a reality check on reflex. I looked down; 12:00 exact. I rotated my wrist so I could no longer see the time, and then turned it back toward me; 11:32. I was dreaming! I felt that same rush of excitement and the destabilization of the dream, but this time I was within reach of something to touch; I remembered that touching things in the dream could help keep it stable. So I touched the wall to my right, and kept my hand on it as I took the next few steps. Then, when I felt like it was okay to let go without it going away again, I decided to try levitating. I jumped in the air, and clapped excitedly when my feet didn't touch the ground again. I floated through the halls, exploring in my lucidity. I went back to the room I slept in, and this time I noticed Zukin's blanket on one of the beds, so she must have shared the room with me. I wanted to find out who all was in this room, and so I hovered back to the dining room and asked, "Who all sleeps in the same room as me?" but I could feel the dream destabilizing. Zukin, Robert, Melisa (another of my classmates) and three other people raised their hands, looking at me like I was stupid, and then I woke up. After I wrote down my lucid dream, I fell back asleep for about 45-minutes: Fragment: Bike Ride Zukin and I were going to go from our University town to her house about 40-minutes away, but we were going to ride our bikes there instead of driving. And we were going to do it at night, apparently. I was trying to pull up directions for taking back roads, since bicycles on the highway would be a dumbass thing to try (we do dumb things but we're at least smart enough to know what will DEFINITELY kill us). I called up Moonie, a friend I met online, to get the directions (why she would know the directions, I dunno). We were stopped at a stoplight this whole time. I remember the light turning green and then the fragment faded. Fragment: High School Hospital All I remember was wandering the halls of my high school, but it was Dream World version of my high school. I remember it being like that in all the other dreams about my high school. I was in the wing that, in real life, is the art wing, but in Dream Life, it looked like the corner stairs nearest to the cafeteria; the main stairway in the building because it connect the three portions of the school. Anyways, apparently the school was a hospital for the summer, and some random guy asked me where the "Cardiovascular Brain" Center was, and I told him I had no idea because I didn't even know there was a temporary hospital here in the first place.
June 11 Fragment: Killing Three Birds I was in my neighbor's back yard, except it was thickly wooded, with two guys. I think I had a crush on one of them (but I don't remember much else about them). The other guy kept shooting endangered birds... I told him to stop, but he killed another; three total. He said it was so we could eat have a whole bird for dinner that night. A ranger came by and the guy hid the birds. Then we left. Fragment: Shooting Stars and Fireworks I was with Kristin and her boyfriend in my driveway at night. There was going to be a fireworks show in the neighborhood, so we were getting ready to watch. As we looked up, Kristin saw a shooting star. I looked up, and there was this huge fireball shooting star. When Are You Due? I was with Zukin in the back room of my Oma's house, where the kids usually play. She had this little contraption with her, that would act as a baby, or something. It was a project for school; she had to take care of it for a month. I helped her watch it and take care of it; I was feeding it in my dream (how one feeds a small bean-shaped ball of metal/plastic, I know not), and burping it. At the end of a month, a little age meter on the side of it would read one-year-old. For some reason, we had to leave Oma's really quickly, and Josh was there to drive us to my house. Except when we got to my house, something was wrong, and so he drove us along the path through the "park" behind my house, and when it went through the woods, he went off the path, downhill. I remember thinking, Oh dear lord! and clutching the side of the vehicle. It was a sort of dune-buggy type thing, and I was sitting in the back seat to the right, while Zukin was sitting behind me, facing backwards (like in a golf cart. Actually, maybe we were in a golf cart. It's a little fuzzy). Josh hit a small bump and Zukin nearly fell out, so I offered for her to come sit with me. She says, "Oh my Bhuda, thanks," and instead of sitting next to me, she sits on my lap. I'm still holding the "baby" contraption, and we pass a family who is having a picnic in the woods behind their own house. They say hello nicely, and so we stop for a moment to say hello back, and the mother sees the "baby" and asks me, "Oh, when are you due?" With a cheerful smile. "Uh. In a month?" I was confused my the question; apparently they gave those contraptions to all women who were pregnant with their first baby, too? She thought I was pregnant. We left then, and Josh was worried that those people were going to call the police because we were driving a golf-cart-thing through their property, but I said, "Don't worry, these are all nice people. Besides the woods have always basically been free for all to use." Adultery and Burning Dogs I was a married man living in one of those cookie-cutter homes in a development. It was winter. I was having an affair with the neighbor's wife, and neither of our spouses knew about it. As far as they were aware, we just spoke friendly with each other like good neighbors should. One night, I was in bed with my wife, and she was fast asleep. I was wide awake, and wanted to be with my neighbor, so I snuck out of the house through the front door. I had my PJs on still, but had put on a pair of nice dress shoes because I didn't want my feet to get cold. I was careful to be as quiet as I could be, but the snow was unbearably loud. Every step I took was about 10-times louder than it should have been; I was afraid my wife was going to wake up, so I tried to hurry to the neighbor's driveway, which was much better plowed than ours was... I was almost there when I saw a light turn on inside, and my only thought was "SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT." I hurried around a corner, and just as I was turning it, I saw out of the corner of my eyes the door opening and my wife looking out, spotting me, and getting that crazed look on her face. The feeling that overwhelmed me is really hard for me to describe. It was the kind of feeling you get when you get caught while in the act of doing something bad, and still run away as fast as you can but as quietly as you can. Maybe it was more like the feeling when you're playing a game of hide and seek with your friends, and you know they're almost done counting even though you haven't found a good spot, and so you panic and rush and do silly things, all while trying not to let the seeker hear your distress; that excited but frantic feeling. It's like... I knew there was absolutely nothing I could say to justify my being about to enter the neighbor's house (when my wife and I both knew that our neighbor's husband was out of town on a business trip for another day and a half). Rather than going inside the neighbor's house, I run around in a roundabout way to confuse my wife as she followed my footprints in the snow, all the while avoiding the dog, who was sleeping right outside the door, and then got cornered and crouched behind a bush. It wasn't a very good hiding spot because the pine needles of the bush were thinly distributed. I could see beyond it just as well as my wife would be able to see me if she looked; and I knew she was looking. It's dark, maybe she won't actually be able to see me... but just as I thought that, the moon came out from behind a cloud and my wife looked right at me. She walked toward me menacingly. I noticed for the first time that she held something red in her hand; a grill lighter. I was freaking out that she was going to set fire to our neighbor's house (I guess she was a bit of a nutter even before I had the affair. Maybe that's what made me cheat on her in the first place. Who knows)... But she looked at me, and then at the dog, and then back at me. She grinned evilly, crazily, and bent down to set fire to the dog. She held the lighter out in three different spots, the way you would light a fire; cover more area. Amazingly, the dog didn't wake up until its fur was already catching. I ran out of the bush to try to pat the dog out, and my wife laughed and then went back into our own home. The dog was whimpering and I finally managed to get the fire out, leaving the poor thing with only minor burns. I opened the front door to my neighbor's house went inside with the dog, and got it some water before heading to the bedroom. I knew where it was because I'd been there many times before. When she heard me approaching, and called out, "Honey, is that you? What are you doing back so early? I thought you'd be out for another day or so?" And then she came out of the bedroom, saw me in my messy PJs, the dog with her burn marks, and my slightly dazed expression. "What happened?" She asked, walking toward me. Then I woke up. Fragment: Drain-O I was volunteering at an elementary school with Zukin, and there was some sort of sickness going around. It was deadly, and all the kids had it, and the teachers were catching it as well. For SOME reason, the cure to this sickness was a hat I had on; it was a bright orange ball-cap, and if I wore it, I was immune to the sickness and anyone who looked at me would be cured. Dream logic FTW. But the hat got ruined somehow (I don't remember how; it may have already been ruined when the dream started), and Zukin and I were trying to fix it. Eventually we did fix it, but Zukin had clogged the drain in the sink somehow, and it was like new again, and I put it on. It looked normal on me, but when Zukin tried to wear it, it turned into this floppy green thing with white lace hanging over her ears and part of her forehead. So I put it back on, and we called the Kindergarten teacher into his office, where we'd been working. "We got the Cure-Hat fixed! But the sink got clogged." "No worried, I have Drain-O." The teacher (who was attractive in that way 50-yr old men can sometimes be) took a tiny bottle of Drain-O out of his pocket (why he had it, no one knows) and put a few drops into the sink, which had water all the way up to the brim. Those few drops were somehow enough, and it instantly started to drain. The Drain-O smelled EXACTLY like liquid NyQuil.
June 09, 2014 I only remembered one fragment... Or rather, I know I remembered full dreams when I woke up, but I was not in the mood to write them down right away, and then either forgot because I didn't think about them enough, or fell back asleep... This Book! I was with my brothers at Oma's house, and we were talking about a book that my brothers didn't think was all that special. "But it's got all the ends of all the Harry Potter characters! I've got Dumbledore's end, even!" (didn't occur to Dream-Kestrel that we all know Dumbledore's end from the books, anyways...)
June 05, 2014 Whoa, 6 Dreams (well, some Dreams and some Fragments) remembered! Blue Pool I was with Zukin and some people who claimed to be high-level Dreamers, and we were sitting on a sofa, talking about Lucid Dreaming (funny that we were talking about it but I didn't realize I was dreaming). Then we all moved to a room that was a pool. The whole room was a giant pool with a walkway down the middle. The tiles in the pool were mostly deep blue with some red ones. There were signs being made (like actual signs. Road signs.) somewhere in the room. They were popping out of a conveyor on the other side of the wall. I think I might have realized I was dreaming, but I woke up immediately. If I did realize, it didn't last long. Circus! I was a kid again in this dream. Maybe 10-14 years old. My dad and brothers were going to a circus. We walked into the lobby of the building it was in (it was on some upper floor of a large building). There were three other children there, with their guardian (I wasn't sure if it was their parent or not) in the lobby. We got into the elevator, the walls of which were lined with that yellow foamy insulator you find in crawl spaces and whatnot. We got out of the elevator and then sat down in this little play corner that was actually the seats for the audience. You were supposed to climb up to any seat we wanted. It's a bit hard to describe, but think of side-scrolling video games where there are ledges you have to jump up to and whatnot. So I'm trying to get up to the perfect seat, but I can't reach it. Then there were two fractions of dreams: One about playing my music over speakers, and another about sleeping downstairs in my laundry room. I was only wearing underwear (no bra) because it was really hot, and my dad came in and got all embarrassed. But I was still half asleep and still tired so I threw on a shirt and went to sleep in the car, since we were going somewhere that day. My mom was already sleeping in the back, so I just curled up in the passenger seat. Just Don't Tell my Mom, Okay? I was a student in a classroom, high school, I think. We were in the middle of class, and two punks had barged in; They were pushing my classmates around, badmouthing everyone, and extorting money from them and being general jerks. Eventually I got fed up with it and yelled at them from across the room, "You two need to GET. OUT." One of them got all bashful and apologized, getting ready to leave, but the other (the taller one) just stood in the door way with his arms crossed over his chest, glaring down his nose at me. I planted my feet and glared right back (I am short, so this must have been hilarious to watch), until he averted his gaze and then left, grumbling. About an hour later, another punk came to my classroom, and yelled, "Which Bitch is that told my boys to leave?!" Like an idiot, I stood up and said, "It was me." The guy looked like a Gangster Pimp. He took me out in the hall and I felt like he was gong to beat me, so I started to run away. I felt like a rabbit being chased by a wolf, and it felt hopeless. It felt like no matter where I ran, he would find me, and then beat me, rape me, verbally abuse me, who knows what. I eventually got to a door leading out of the building. It opened to a slope, exactly like the one Zukin and I slid down on our butts in Austria. It was steep and the soil was dry, and there were trees scattered sparsely. I slid down the slope, using the trees as check-points of a sort to control my path downward. I got to the bottom and looked up to see if he was following. He was inside still, I could see him glaring down at me from inside the door. It had started to rain, so I assumed that he wouldn't come out in order to keep his clothes clean (Or rather, his voice was in my head saying "The only reason I'm not going and getting you out there is to keep my clothes dry, bitch."). I started running to my left, and turned when the building made a corner. Around the corner was another door into the building. I figured I would go in and try to get a teacher. As I ran toward the door, to my right I heard a voice say, "You don't have to run. You have the power to manipulate him." I turned to see a man floating in the air. It looked like he was sitting in an invisible throne in the air. He had on clothes that appeared kinda jester-like. But more ragged. Colorful patches everywhere, a funny hat. His hair was long, for a guy, and messy. He has a sing-songy voice. I ignored what he said because the Gangster Pimp was going to kill me if I didn't keep running. I keep running, and I almost reach the door, but the Gangster Pimp comes out of a door a little further down and starts running after me. It's still raining, but we're under an awning now. I'm no longer safe, in the rain. I try to reach the door but he catches me just before I get there and corners me. "I'll teach you to mess with my boys!" He threatened, cracking his knuckles. "I didn't touch them! All I did was make them leave!" He hit me on the left side of my face. "Shut up, bitch! I'm a pimp and I protect my boys!" I didn't know what else to do, so I started begging and apologizing. "I'm sorry, okay? I won't do it again! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Just don't hit me again...!" And then out of the corner of my eye, I saw one of my old high school teachers coming outside. "Help! Help, Hafer! Mr. Hafer! This guy...!" But he didn't hear me at all, or else ignored me (which he wouldn't do; he was one of the best teachers I had in high school). He walked back inside, and I felt so alone. The Gangster Pimp raised his hand like he was going to hit me again, and I yelled, "You would hit a girl like that?!" Suddenly he got all sheepish. "D-don't say it like that!" He stammered. Suddenly I was scolding him. "And this is a new piercing. Do you know how much it hurts to get hit over a new piercing?!" "I'm sorry..." "And besides you should be in class!" "Yes Ma'am..." "Before that, go apologize to my classmates for disrupting our learning!" "Don't tell my mom about this, okay...?" We walk back to the tree-slope door for some reason, instead of taking the door right next to us. We wait under the overhang until the rain clears, to keep his clothes clean. Once it was clear, we start walking, and to my left, still where he had been before, was the jester-man, who had much the same feeling as The Face at the end of one of my previous dreams. He smiled (though it was more of a smirk) and said, "Told you." Then he vanished. I noticed then that the rain hadn't been falling on him; there was a circle of dry pavement around where he'd been. After getting back to my class, like right after the Gangster Pimp leaves, I got a text from him asking if I wanted to go to a rap concert with him. I don't know how he got my number. Then I either woke up or faded into the next dream... Rest Stop of Creepy I was on a car trip with my Dad, Erik, Bob, WW (my grandpa) and my uncle Nick. I don't know why my mom wasn't there. We were driving in some place with mountains and open prairie/almost desert. We stopped at a rest stop to get some things and while we were browsing, this weird man enters the store, and asks random people if he can buy them random junk from the store. He asked me if he could buy me some canned peaches and I said no. I kept saying no but he kept asking about other things he could buy me. Eventually I got him to go away, and picked up a chocolate milk, bringing it to my dad to pay for while I went to the bathroom. When I got out, I tried to find my family but they had left without me. I knew where we were going, so I figured I would just walk to catch up with them. I texted them to wait for me somewhere up the road, and turned out to the road. I went left (I get the feeling I was going west... but I'm directionally challenged so I don't know if that is true). I passed a couple buildings on a hill to my left. At some point I met a woman who handed me a box of water bottles and some paper cups, telling me to "keep strong." I was starting to panic because the sun was setting and I could hear some animals off in the distance. I had gotten out of the woodsy hills and was now in an open, relatively flat, prairie area. There were huge, majestic mountains to my right. It looked a little like the Tetons look from the road. I got to another hilly area and checked my phone to see if anyone had responded to my texts. Then I rounded a corner and found the van sitting at a lookout with a door open, waiting for me to jump in. I was pissed at them all and didn't speak to any of them for the rest of the ride. Dog Fights I was at Oma and Grandpa's house (in the living room with big windows), talking to my grandpa about his past. My family and some dogs I didn't know were playing outside in the back yard. Through the windows, I saw a pack of three foxes, larger than any normal fox, circle the group, as if hunting. I tried to warn my family, but they couldn't hear me from inside. Then, one of the foxes jumped at Erik, but he ducked just in time and didn't get hurt. Everyone starts yelling and the foxes run away. They were literally hopping/jumping as high as the trees, like Virginia (John Carter) in the movie. (Um, just sort of ignore that music in that video... There was loud music playing when I found the video. And then it lead to a hilarious moment when Zukin turned off her music and we both heard the music in this video for the first time) But after a few minutes, they come back with two large wolves. Then, all hell broke loose. There were suddenly a bunch of neighborhood dogs of all kinds, and the wolves and foxes were fighting the dogs. The dogs eventually fought off the wolves and foxes, but two of them were badly wounded. Their owners were there, and one of the really badly wounded ones, a newfie, was leaning on its owner and dying. It was really sad... Apparently, my grandpa had completely missed the whole thing. He's a bit deaf, so he hadn't heard any of the mayhem. Then I woke up.
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