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Dream #1

I was in a big, empty room. The room had a grey, concrete floor. There was natural light coming in through a window somewhere.

A brown blanket lay in the center of the room, on the floor. The blanket was made up of small squares. For some reason, I was now cutting the lower squares off the blanket. But I was leaving a couple of the central squares in one of the lower rows attached to the upper rows. So now the blanket looked like a square with a bit of a lip at the bottom.

As this was going on, a movie was playing against the back wall. It was black and white. The film was old and scratchy. There were also four or five straight lines that ran vertically, up through the center of the frame.

The movie looked like an Abbott and Costello movie. But Costello was a kind of serious character, and the other guy was a young, kind of bright, but shy guy.

The Costello character was telling the man something like, "I don't think your idea for using the edges of the film-frame and putting sound on them is such a great idea. I don't think people will like it. It's too bothersome."

I now realized that the lines running up the center of the frame were the soundtrack lines that Costello was referring too. I thought that they were bothersome -- if they had to be right in the center of the frame like that!

But then I realized that those were the lines for this film. The film the man had made had the lines on the outside of the frame, where they weren't visible.

I understood that Costello's criticism of the man's use of a soundtrack in his films wasn't valid. But I somehow knew that Costello knew this as well. In fact, I knew, Costello even thought the use of soundtracks in film was a good idea.

But Costello didn't want to let the young man know he thought it was a good idea. He didn't want to support the young man's development. Costello felt that the young man was smart enough as it was, and that the young man would be so successful eventually, that he shouldn't have to support him in his efforts.

I thought that this was a terrible sentiment on Costello's part, and that the young man was probably in dire need of help.

Dream #2

I lay in bed, on my back, in an otherwise almost empty room. It was almost completely dark in the room. The bed was set next to a wall, which was to my right. The bed itself was rather narrow.

I looked out to my left, across the room. On the wall at the head of my bed was a window. It was pretty heavily curtained, but it let in, at the far end, a tiny corner of orange streetlamp light.

I noticed, in the corner of the room that was dimly lit by the streetlamp light, three statues. The statues were all Egyptian busts. They were all set on square pedestals, but they were arranged in a really haphazard way.

I knew somehow -- maybe from some narration in my head? -- that the busts were all supposed to be of the boy Pharaoh Tutankhamen. But all the busts were wearing the ubiquitous headdress of Nefertiti. And one of the busts, the lowest one, facing me most directly, was of a really chubby boy or man!

Dream #3

I was out on a beach. It was a nice, sunny day. There were a decent amount of people out on the beach, but not too many.

For some reason, I suddenly felt like I had to leave. I turned to my right and began heading away.

But as I left the beach, people began giving me troubles. I'm not sure what these troubles were now. But I think people just constantly kept getting in my way, even though there weren't a whole lot of people on the beach.

I may finally have thought I'd counter the problem by flying. I may have started flying a couple meters above the ground.

Now I was moving through an area of the beach with orange sand. Two enormous, black guys now came charging down the beach. It looked like they were just trying to start trouble. They had huge, long dredds and black, Oakley-style sunglasses, with silver rims on the tops.

I may possibly have stopped flying. I may possibly have thought if these guys saw me flying, they'd just pull me down and pummel me. But once these guys passed me, I knew that I had to get out of here once and for all. Soon there wouldn't be anything here but trouble.

I may possibly have gotten onto a bike like the bike I rode in junior high school. Or I may still just have been walking.

I ended up on a concrete path in a park. I took this park to be a park from my high school years IWL. It was kind of like a trail on a small greenbelt running through a suburban residential area. It seemed like the path descended from here and went under a bridge.

Either on foot or on bike, I descended under the bridge. Once I got beyond the bridge, I was in a much more forest-like, tree covered area. The path may now have been dirt, rather than concrete. There was a river on my right side. Trees also seemed to be growing up out of the river.

I suddenly noticed a gigantic bullfrog sitting on the stump of one of the river trees. The bullfrog must have been 60cm tall! It looked pretty intelligent, too. It seemed to register my presence and be a bit worried about whether I wanted to hurt it.

I acted calm and walked forward, trying not to regard the frog at all, so it would feel less worried. But now, up the way only twenty or thirty more meters, I saw another one of these huge frogs!

I decided to get off this trail. I think I was afraid of the frogs. But I also think that I thought that if I kept having to act like I didn't see or care about every frog that worried as I passed it, I'd get bored as hell pretty quick.

But also -- the trail itself may also simply have just ended: being cut off by the merging of a small creek on my left with the river on my right.

I saw that if I jumped across the small creek on my left, I could land on the opposite bank. The bank was steep, but short, dry, and grassy. I could easily climb up it and out of this park altogether.

But as I turned left to face the opposite bank, I noticed another huge frog! This one was also kind of worried about me. I was now in between two huge frogs that were all shifty and nervous. And I was afraid that if I jumped, my motions would be so fast and scary to them that they'd have heart attacks!

I wondered how I could jump without scaring the frogs. The only thing I could think to do was close my eyes and jump. This way, the frogs would see that I wasn't looking at anything at all, and so I couldn't be jumping because I was trying to attack them.

I closed my eyes. But I couldn't remember what the bank looked like. I didn't want to hit something bad. I tried to open my eyes again to get a good memory of the bank. But when I opened them, they were all groggy and grainy. It was really hard for me to focus on anything.

Finally, the frog off to my right said, in something like a female voice, "There's actually a good patch right up around here."

I looked up to the frog. I went to where the frog directed me. I jumped across the little creek and landed on the bank. I started climbing up the bank.

All this time, the frog was still talking to me, in that kind of female voice. She was kind of friendly, like a really smart scientist, or a librarian. But I had the idea that the frogs really weren't comfortable with my presence here.

At the top of the bank, I turned around to look back down at the river. The river wasn't there anymore. I was just facing a red brick building, which seemed to be set a meter or so down into a sandy trench. I was out on a road, it seemed, on the outskirts of a very small town in the desert.

But this didn't even register with me. Down at the base of the building I saw a rectangular slat of an opening in the wall. Two sets of female eyes looked back out at me. I knew these two women were the frogs I had just jumped past on the river.

I felt bad for not having spoken to them. So I did want to say something to them. But I also felt a little shy, like somehow these frogs were of a higher station than I was, and would thus be put off by my acting too familiar with them. So I wanted to keep whatever I said short.

I said, "Yeah, I'm sure I'll come back here. So if I do, I'll talk to you guys again. I used to ride my bike up through this park all the time when I was a kid."

DreamLucidAwake

More dragon stuff and I'm happy with that. Some interesting things happened in this dream that made it the best lucid I've had to date. Not all was perfect though.

Dragon Taming

I don't remember anything from before I became lucid (if there was anything). It was a bright day and I was in a small river valley. I water was shallow and you could see beautiful colored rocks below the water. There were small trees growing in the water along the rivers path. I was lucid and taking joy in the ability to perform nearly impossible parkour techniques.

I was jumping from tree to tree and trying to avoid the water as much as possible. There isn't much to say about it other than there was a lot of flipping and precision jumping. The freedom felt amazing. The last few jumps were the best. I jumped from one tree to the one in front of me and I spun around to the other side of it. I then jumped over to a large rock and jumped off of that onto a very high tree. I leaped off of this tree before I realized that there's nothing to jump to. Although I fell from a great hight, I was okay because I did a roll.

Now my goal was to get to the top of the cliff in front of me and out of the valley. I saw a crevice that I could wall jump on next to the waterfall. I ran straight towards it, but then I stopped when I saw a spiked wall to the left of it. The wall shot out and just barely missed me. I ran past the wall and into the crevice as the trap slowly reset itself. I then wall jumped all the way to the top. I even slid all the way back down right after just to do it again.

At the top was a great mansion that the river flowed around. I entered the mansion through the back door which led to my bedroom. I opened my bedroom door and everything looked like a mansion again. It was mostly empty though as if it had just been bought. I thought my family was in there somewhere and I had to ask my mother something. I searched a few nearby rooms, but I found no one. I then returned to the main hall where I saw my aunt looking outside through the wide open doors.

"Is mom here?" I asked her.
"Your parents left." She said.
"Where are they?" I asked.
"Just head north and you'll find them." She said.
"Okay, which way is north?" I asked while looking for a compas.
She pointed outside and said, "That way. Just past the mountains."

Before I went outside, I felt like exploring one more room. It was a living room that actually had furniture and stuff in it. This is when I realized I never stabilized. I started rubbing my hands together and noticed I had a glove on my right hand. It felt pretty real and the dream started to become more vivid than it already was. Suddenly I remembered hearing something about stabilizing by licking things. I licked my glove and it tasted like any other glove. I saw a glass table in front of me and then decided to try licking it. After I licked it there was a disgusting taste in my mouth. I looked at the table and saw that there was a yellow slime on it. I then spent the next 30 seconds scraping off my tounge and spitting the taste out. The dream became almost as vivid as real life, but I still wish I hadn't licked the table.

I then went outside to start my journey. The path looked like it would require me to go a long way east to go around the mountains. There were also mountains to the east though, so I figured it wouldn't be a favorable road. I thought about flying over the mountains, but I really just don't like standard flying in dreams. I kind of got distracted from my goal here and remembered my draconic roar. I figured that since I was still knew to it, I should practice it and try to make it stronger. I did at least five roars and each one was much louder than the ones from previous dreams. It was like the Lion King with the volume at 100. Most of my roars were just aimed into the sky where they wouldn't have an effect on anything. My last roar though, I looked at a tree, took a deep breath, and made an amazing sounding roar. It also instantly blasted the tree in two, which I thought was just great.

I then remembered that I needed to get over the mountains, and at the same time remembered that I'm Dragonborn. So I figured I could just fly a dragon. I looked towards the mountains to the east and held my hands out. "Summon dragons!" I commanded. I then saw a baby ice dragon and a baby earth dragon fly out from behind the mountains. I also saw the image of a giant (mountain size) earth dragon in the distance, but it didn't move. The two baby dragons started playing together in the air for a little bit before they finally landed in front of me. I reached out my hand and moved slowly towards the white one.

"Hey buddy!" I said as I moved towards it. The two dragons started to back away from me.
"Don't be scared, it's okay." I said trying to calm them. As I moved closer into their space, they started to become aggressive.
"No, no, I'm friendly! See?" I said holding my hand out to it.
"Oh shit!" I yelled as tried to bite me.

The ice dragon nearly bit my arm and the two of them were starting to growl at me. If I were to make one more attempt they would tear me to shreds in seconds. I guess baby dragons are just more timid and aggressive. It's not like I could fight against them though. You don't hurt the creature you're trying to befriend. Then an idea hit me. Summon a teacher!

For some reason I'm just no good at summoning people, but I'm really good at summoning dragons. So what if I summoned a dragon with a person riding it? I held my hand out and looked towards the mountains again. "Summon dragon tamer!" I commanded. I waited a few seconds before seeing a figure come out from behind the mountain. A fire dragon with a man on it then appeared next to me. The man was dressed in a funny outfit that reminded me a lot of the squire from many dreams ago.

"How do I tame one of these dragons?" I asked him.
"With a ball." He said.
"A ball...?" I said confused.
"You can use it to distract them long enough to get close and make friends with them." He explained to me.

He then pulled out a yellow ball that got the green dragon's attention. He tossed it and the dragon caught it and started to happily play with it. He then moved in close to it and started petting the dragon. It worked, and he had made the dragon his pet. The dragon tamer handed me the yellow ball and told me to try. I looked towards the white dragon, but it got scared and started running down the road. Naturally, I chased after it. When the dragon realized I was chasing it, it started to fly low to the ground. Then there were fences and walls in my way, but I managed to jump and flip over them. The dragon was starting to tire as chase went on, but my dad woke me up before the end.

End

If the dragons weren't so timid I think this would have been the perfect lucid dream. I feel like I did learn something from all this though. Only problem is I don't care enough at the moment to figure that out.

At this moment I'm only remembering two dream fragments.

1. I am being chased by a wolf into a river.

2. I see Clair (who I used to work with) eating little maggot-like bugs. It was super gross.

Dream - Lucid

I was in a river in a canyon, surrounded by rock walls. The sky was grey. I want to say I was in Oregon. The water was pretty shallow, but it was moving pretty fast; some of it looked like white waters. There was a girl with me, and there were other people around as well.

I remember also telling someone that I had Gyrados (a Pokemon) at home. I was worried about moving to a top floor apartment because the water that he required would leak through the floor. Weird.

I got into the river. I felt the water rush around me; I was about waist deep. I was going to climb over one of the rock walls to the other side of the river. This girl that was with me was being so annoying. She kept telling me everything to do, what I was doing wrong, etc. It was really pissing me off.

I got to the wall and started to climb. The rocks were damp, dark grey, and mossy. I wasn’t afraid of the climb at all, surprisingly. In fact, I discovered that I loved to climb, and it came to me very easily.

I got to the top, and the girl was still being annoying. I can’t remember what I did; in all honesty, I think I just ignored her, or maybe I told her to be quiet. Anyway, I climbed to the bottom the same way I did the top. I got in the water, which was rushing very fast; the current was extremely strong.

I got in anyway. The water was a little deeper on this side of the wall. I saw other people in it, families even, who were not getting swept away because they were on the outskirts of the river in the more shallow parts. I started to get carried away, but I saved myself before I got swept too far. I fought the current and made it back to the wall.

~

I was at my house, in my room. The lights weren’t on in my room, and it was grey outside. I think Leslie was there with me. I had all these pets...tons of cats and a dog. They were all kept in the playroom where I keep my cat in waking life.

I went out into the hallway, and there were 3 identical orange, fluffy cats there. All of their names were Ginger, except for one, who I called Ginger White (why I have no idea…the cat was all orange just like the others). One was in the middle of the hallway, the other right behind it and to the right, and the last by the door.

I went back in my room, and the phone rang. I answered it, and heard a small voice on the other end. I asked who it was, and they said
“Ginger White!”
“Oh! I couldn’t tell it was your voice!” I said back. I can’t remember what else was said specifically.

Weird. My cat called me.

I then went in the playroom. The dog in there was in the brown laundry basket beside the door to the game closet. He was a short haired small-medium sized dog with brown fur. He was jumping up and down, trying to get out of the basket, which also had some dirty laundry in it. I brought him some food and water.

Then, I went downstairs into the living room, and there was a mother cat in a cat bed with lots of kittens. The cat bed was sitting on the far end of the couch on the arm. They were so cute! Some of their ears were flat, like the Scottish Fold breed of cat. They were dark grey with black stripes.

I laid on my stomach on the couch and started taking pictures with my phone of the cats. I kept trying to zoom in and out, trying to get the best angle I could. Every picture I took was pretty good, but it wasn’t perfect like I wanted. The mother cat was being very good and looking at the camera every time I tried to snap a picture. I kept thinking about how photogenic she was.

Frustrating

Well, I had typed up two dreams here, but eventually got timed out of my session. It's been a while, and I forgot that when that happens you lose everything you typed if you try to post. Now I am debating whether to type it all up again or not. Nah, here's a brief summary:

1st dream:
Colonists leave their little community for the outside world. People are on a boat in a small pond. I get in the boat also, and there is an end of the pond surrounded by a wall covered in liquor and lottery tickets.

2nd dream:
My brother and I walking along a river watching out for snakes. Then we look for indian artifacts but don't find any.

Awake - Dream - Lucid
"..." shows where time in the dream is missing.

Time: Night of 11/11/11 or Afternoon of 11/12/11

I can only remember bits and pieces of this dream. I was woken up by my dad, but I fell back asleep and I think that's when I had it, but I'm not sure.

I go to bed way too late, like almost 3 AM. I go to bed listening to a lucid dream induction video on my iPod. (The one I listen to currently can be found here.) I try to think about how easy lucid dreaming is, and what I'm going to do in the dream, (as prescribed in Silverbullet's Key to Lucid Dreaming). Eventually I fall asleep.

I wake up, but still lie in bed. My dad comes in to wake me up because it's like 1:15 PM. He leaves and I lie there for a bit. I drift back to sleep and I think that's when I have this dream:

... I was overlooking some massive, beautiful city from a hill. The city looked kind of futuristic, and had glistening tall buildings. It was near the sea, and the sun was setting...
With a group of some of my classmates from school, we were being told about some upcoming train ride. I don't remember what the train ride was for, exactly. I was asked if I wanted to be some sort of handout person on the train, handing out information to other people about something which I can't remember...
We are on the train now, but the room we are in certainly doesn't feel like a train car. It is a large cafeteria type room, with tables set up with free food. Although this obviously didn't look like a train, my mind still told me I was on the train. There were windows. I looked out and saw that we were on an elevated track on some sort of bridge thing extending over some beautiful, misty river valley. It looked like a very cool environment...
In the cafeteria car thing I'm eating donuts, I can't remember if I actually tasted them...
I'm looking out a window in a different car, which is still too big to really be on a train. I look out a window at the scenery below, which is similar to the aforementioned river valley. I walk away from the window towards some hallway-thing, and hear a girl from school laugh. I turn around and imitate the sound. I walk into the hallway thing, which I can now tell is an actual train car inside, as in how one should normally look. It's very narrow, with some seats facing forward, on the inner side (I don't know how there can be an inner side of a train, but it didn't have windows), and seats facing inward below some long windows. There are a ton of people from my class in this row, standing up. They were told to begin doing the handouts. I saw one of my friends was wearing a vest that said "Baptist Church" on the back, which confused me because I know he isn't Baptist. My mind tells me the train is now headed back to the city, though I didn't remember stopping anywhere in the dream. I felt happy that I didn't decide to be a handout giver, but I don't know why now...
The scene is now a flyby of the train from the outside. It is on an elevated rail still, over a massive ocean. The sun is either rising or setting, and the train was shaped like a normal train! There were no bulges from big cafeteria cars or anything! Inside the windows I could see people sitting in their seats, riding home.

I wake up, but don't remember that I had been dreaming for a few minutes. I finally do remember after feeling sad that I didn't have any dreams. That's when I got up to write this.


This is the first dream I can remember having since I joined DV. I want to make good use of this journal. This is a good way of keeping track of dreams since my computer's in my room and I hate writing by hand. I want to maintain a constant format for my dream recordings so that it becomes easier to recognize dream signs and such.

NOTES

• I don't know for sure if I had the dream during the night or after I woke up and fell back to sleep, it just seems like it happened after I fell back asleep.
• The fact that I was confused by my friend wearing the "Baptist Church" vest is interesting because it shows that I was able to remember real-world facts even while dreaming. This could help on my path to LDing.

04.11.2011

The Dream of the Play by the River (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to a place using the ferry which in real life is used to go from my island to the bigger island. I was with some people I knew, colleagues maybe?
I went to a performance of something I took part in. I think it was a play. The role I had was minor. I discussed it with some higher-ranking guy. We discussed the costume and/or make up. It was night time. We were rehearsing the play by a river. Large, flat rocks were sticking out of the water and were used to cross to the other side. The other bank of the river went up a little and was covered in a gradually thickening forest. It was the main scene of the show.
It sent a feeling of being a beautiful landscape, the river with the rocks and woods behind it. It reminded me a little of the Pyrénées.

All non-lucid.
Reoccurring dream signs - water, weapons

Took a nap till 6pm. Back to bed at 10.15pm

Fragments:
2.44 - wake up - no dream
4.30 - This was a version of real life events that happened to me.
6.30 - Bad clown was attacking, he was walking towards us by the riverfront [dreamsign] we wanted to hide in a haunted house, but they would not let us hide there; took a ride on subway, that looked like a people mover on the airport, you sat down on a metal mat; there was some kind of a resistance against some entity;
I was shopping in a grocery store.
6.50 - somebody's pant sleeve changed color according to yes or no

MAIN Dream at 8.20
We were running through a bridge, when a helicopter started to fire at us from a distance. Suddenly a friendly helicopter/airplane came from behind us, fired two shots and shut down the bad guys. Since we were in the Resistance, decided to go and salvage the weapons from the helicopter.

As we approached, the whole landscape was under water. So I dove into maybe 4 meters deep, clear water and started to search amongst the debris on a sandy bottom with nice pebbles for weapons. There were some grass like plants, it all looked like a nicely arranged aquarium. I was finding all kinds of rifles, machine guns, sniper rifle, a shotgun - I put these on my back, and I hang the pistols on my belt. I was aware of the weight holding me under water, but I actually liked it and was still able to go to surface to breathe.

Then an enemy submarine was coming closer, so we decided to leave. Emerged out of the water in the swimming pool of some resort. They claimed I can't bring weapons there, so I asked them to put them in a safe. Then I joined other people sitting on a chairs by the pool and put on a bathing suite to blend in. Then the submarine surfaced and about 10, all black dressed people got out and started to examine all of us in order to identify me. They lay their hands on my chest and probed internal organs to find out, if I'm different from the others. But I guess I wasn't, although I had a feeling, that I surfaced into different time/land/planet.

Oct.13, 2011.

dreamsigns

I slept from 9.50 pm till 3 am, woke up for an hour for a WBTB. I almost got a LD, but my dad was walking around the house and every time I was about to fall asleep, it woke me up. So I had this dream, where in the last part I had some control and summoned a lake (as I was falling asleep, i wanted to dream about swimming in a tropical sea and breathe under water). Remember thinking in the dream, if there was water, I would go lucid, because I can breathe under water in my dreams.

Regular dreams, fragments.

Large building with lots of rooms, I'm running with my guinea pig and two cats. Don't know who is chasing me. Get out through window.

Huge sleeping hall full of people. Modern day refugees?

Group of people outside school, they are mad at the principal and one of them gets into principals car and he is crashing it to things and trying to get me. I know we are in trouble and trying to get away on a shore of a small, muddy river with deep banks. Kinda wading in the shallow shore, in the distance I already see teachers waiting - I got caught.
Somehow I get away.

I keep thinking, if there was water where I can breathe under water, I would go lucid. So there was a lake with clear water, and I was breathing under water, but didn't go lucid.

Group of people (I had a feeling that they are the DCs from LD I had yesterday) was trying to save me from principal. I could swear that the nun from yesterdays LD was there too, although yesterday I thought she is a negative DC. They wanted to save me by putting me on their bus. I sat in the seat and next to me was this homeless man who sneezed at me. I had a feeling, he may just pretend to be homeless, for my benefit.

Okay, moving on the the DV Member Dream:

It was actually a very long complex dream. I'll share the fragments that I remember. I was with my sister (that died) for a while. I thought it was nice that we could be together again after so long. We were staying at this hotel type place with a large group of people. There seemed to be a lot going on. At one point we were river rafting. Then we were climbing in the snow. I had a raft/sled and slid down this tough part of the montain. It felt like I was white water kayaking. I was able to maneuver the sled thing fairly well. The group was impressed with my skills.

Then my sister was gone and her mother-n-law was giving a speech about how horrible cancer was. In the middle of the speech I realized I had left my purse behind. I went back to the hotel room. There were new people in the room. It didn't surprise me. I knew that there were going to be new people joining me. I tried to use the restroom because I really had to go. But they were cleaning it. I thought. "It figures. At least it won't be so gross and dirty like it was last time."

Then I was with this large group that had a lot of little kids in it. I had climbed up this tower thing to hear the person who was teaching the seminar. Some kids climbed up with me. One little girl almost fell. I had to help her.

Then I was talking to Ninja about lucid dreaming. I think we had been eating breakfast together. As we left to go back to the hotel, I said, "I don't want to invade your privacy or anything, but are you staying here for business or just for fun?"

Ninja thought for a second then answered with, "Well, I'm getting to do everyting that I wanted to here." Which made me assume that he was here for both. I thought about answering back about why I was here. And then I wasn't so sure why I was here. I had been having fun, but wasn't I here for the seminar? I wasn't sure what to say so I just said goodbye and crossed the street toward my hotel.

whiterains dream

very sketchy memory of a long holiday/festival dream last night due to tiredness. mostly spent pottering about randomly going round a mix of shops, partys and things. some of it resembled my old school which had a little surgery/docs set up in one corner. i pushed a trolley and a nurse told me it had a baby in it so i asked where the best place to leave it was. cant really write much else but the holiday location was really similar to how it often is. especially the shops and town. i remember it ended as i was walking through a farm field anad a lady was talking about the veg and the last thing she said was about the sweetcorn. she said all they needed was a bit of rain and the sweetcorn would live up to its name.

holiday theme really common now. last last nights one was spent missing group events and wandering around on my own trying to go snorkeling in this river with a girl i liked. almost another goal made. the river is always partly the same but this time was deeper and more tropical with a little waterfall on it and plunge pools. nearly always in a similar location to other places even if the other places change if that makes any sense

7 Sep 2011

I repeatedly attempted DEILD tonight but found that I kept waking up in uncomfortable positions and had to move before I could get to sleep. I think that perhaps I was a little impatient. Anyway, the last dream which I can remember was this. I was walking East along the North side of Sydney Harbour, West of the Sydney Harbour Bridge only for most of the walk it was a narrow river, not the large harbour which I know it to be. The population density was also much lower than it should have been. It was more like Kirribilli (East of the Bridge) than McMahon's Point (West of the Bridge). The entire geography was in fact screwed up. The Botanical Gardens were also on the North side of the Bridge, right at the mouth of the Harbour Tunnel. Their actual location is the South side, above the Domain, right near the other end of the Tunnel. Anyway, I was walking East to the botanic gardens which bore a striking similarity to Kirribilli House and also a whole lot of similar locations in previous dreams. I was with my father and he was telling me a bit of history. Since it was only a small river, there were a number of bridges along the length of our walk. We repeatedly crossed the river all the way so that there would be more variety in the scenery but both sides were very similar. Anyway, he was telling me that there was a time not so long ago that none of the bridges existed, not even the Harbour Bridge, and that the only way to cross in an emergency was to run all the way to the Tunnel and cross through it. Suddenly my brother was there and he made us usual comments in relation to anything historical; he said that this was stupid and no body could have or should have had to live like that. He then went on to ask what music was played in the tunnel. His first though was "Can't Touch This" by MC Hammer but dad said that it was "Don't Stop Me Now" by Queen. Both of these were incredibly lame puns at the time though I can not make sense of them now. The other thing was that the tunnel was being completely rebuilt. The had finished most of this but still had to paint it.

7 Aug 2011

On a long journey, we were originally three. We were in a canoe traveling down a river through a jungle which looked like South America when one of my companions deliberately capsized the vessel. The boat sank and we could not get ashore because the shore was deadly for some reason. We had no choice but to swim along the river. My other companion was angry and tried to drown the offender, holding his head under water for about twenty seconds at a time, then releasing him before repeating. I told him to leave it and follow me downstream. He did but the guilty man tried to swim against the river, but eventually defeated, went with the current and joined us again by which time Mr Judge Jury and Executioner had cooled off enough to accept him back. It was generally accepted to have been just a bad joke though no word was again spoken on the matter. Somehow I had a very large stick which seemed to have come from the boat though what purpose it served I am sure I do not understand. It could have been a punting pole. Anyhow, I thought it prudent to hold onto. We reached a small tributary stream and decided to swim up this. After some distance the trees ceased and we were allowed ashore. The current was not strong at first but a rain surge headed down stream against us. We struggled on until the point where the trees thinned and then made our way ashore. I said, "we should stick to the water until we're back in the trees." what I meant was that we were heading back to a plantation from which we had come and since we didn't know how far it was, we needed access to the water. As we progressed, our party seemed to grow with random people who seemed to be adventure seeking. We came to a rocky pass which was guarded by a native tribe who seemed very interested in war. They had large bundles of spears ready to throw at us and many men as well as numerous other armaments. One member of our party suggested that they would be willing to accept another contest in place of war. This was agreeable since we had few weapons ourselves and no skill in war. I approached to parle and was accepted due to my courage in casually grabbing a bundle of spears from one of their warriors and examining it. One new member of our party was Lady Ga Ga, as played by Cher. The war tribe had Beyonce. They were to go head to head in a battle of wits. They were to each construct a rope structure which would be set fire to. Who ever made the rope structure which lasted the longest was to win. If Lady Ga Ga won, we would be permitted to pass. If on the other hand Beyonce won, we would have to turn away from the river and find another way. This was a great spectacle which was enjoyed by all. Lady Ga Ga won but it was late and we decided to stay and party the night, continuing in the morning. The next day, the party had been replaced with my school year group and we were on a coach. We were heading to a beach resort to stay for a few days. It was kind of like a cross between Jyndabine and Schoolies. On arrival after a long journey, the weather was beautiful and we were all dressed and ready for the surf but we were instructed to get into our school suits and attend a formal greeting upon which I discovered that my suit was missing along with many other items which I had packed. This caused me to destabilize and I was thrown out of the dream before I could realize that it was a dream.

Dream - Lucid

I was in Dakota's bed. His room (which looked nothing like his waking life room) was dark and messy, lit only by the light of the TV in front of the bed. He was laying next to me. I played with the idea that I might be dreaming, because it felt so dream-like for some reason. I looked at the ceiling and was trying to decide whether or not it was a dream, and finally decided it wasn't (-_-). I said to Dakota
"I think I fell asleep."
I then think I asked him if I needed to stay or go, and he told me I should go home.

The whole time, I didn't feel like I had gotten ANY sleep. I felt exhausted.

Then, I was at my house. I remembered that we had Ziggy, our old cat, back (he's long been dead in waking life). The problem was, he wasn't in the house. I don't remember if I saw Pounce or not (we put her to sleep yesterday in waking life ), but I know I wondered what was going on with her as well.

I asked my mom
"Where is Ziggy?"
She didn't answer.
"Where is he mom? Tell me...where is Ziggy?!"
She finally spilled.
"Ziggy's drawer is stuck open."
I didn't know what that meant. My mom explained it to me, something about surgery and his chest. Something on his chest cavity was stuck open. I pictured this. I was really upset. I figured he was probably a goner. I wondered how they were even keeping him alive anymore.
My mom then said something about Ziggy's teeth being able to just come out if you pulled on them.

Something was going on with Pounce, too, but I can't remember what.

~

I was with this group of girls. We got in a canoe and started going down this river. It was nighttime outside. We were fighting something, though I can't recall what it was.

At some point on the canoe ride, I fell out, but I got back in. Another girl, a black girl in a burka, fell out as well. She also got back in.

Since we had fallen out, I wrote out names on the canoe. It was like we were some kind of heroes or something. I was proud to have fallen out.

When we got back, we were in a classroom. A girl I went to high school with in waking life, Ruth, was up at the board, explaining how she too was a hero. She then went up to the black girl in the burka. The girl was wringing out the burka. She had a hood on it, and it was down. Ruth playfully said something to her, calling her burka a "gerka", and the girl laughed.

Then, we were in my living room watching an Adam Sandler movie. It was at the end, and Adam Sandler was talking to some woman, presumably his girlfriend. His eyes were really big and blue. I looked on the coffee table, and saw a pile of Adam Sandler movies. I didn't think anyone would wanna watch all of those, since they were all Adam Sandler.

Then, my alarm woke me up.

Whiterains dream

pretty interesting long dream last night that brought together quite a few different locations into the same dream. the whole feel of it was like being at some kind of summer camp and it contained parts of my local park, lake and river, and also parts of my old schools and university.

i remember people swimming and diving in the river which was alot deeper than normal. there was also this central pool which was similar to the one i have in about 90% of dreams these days. sometimes it seeme to be a portal, others it just seems like a central focus for the dream and often dreams will end with me heading there for a swim.

the earliest school part i remember is just being in some kind of concert. for some reason i was in charge of the organ although i had no clue what to do. it seemed no one else knew what they were doing either which made it easy to just fuck it off and say something like i dont know what you expected me to do anyway?

after this there was some kind of demonstration/exhibition being put on outside my old village hall/football club. some how i got in trouble for having weed or something and kind of got semi arrested. i sort of talked my way out of it somehow but still remained kind of a fugitive for the rest of the dream.

there were a couple of moments of lucidity but the dream plot was so strong that for the most part i just went along with it. i remember being in a pub and there were lads round who seemed to think i owed them something as if they had helped me to escape the police or something. there was a vague threat of chopping fingers off but i never felt at risk at all in any part of the dream.

this old school assistant mrs carter was there and she was kind of trying to act like she had not grassed on my grass. also there were some football commentators who were like 'well its only a bit of weed i dont really se the big deal'. it was nice to have a dream where basically most people are on your side against the police for once.

the rest of the dream was mostly about going round the school/uni/camp thing looking for girls. i remember going into this toilet cubicle with 2 girls but instantly getting caught because the cubicles were tiny. one of the last things i remember was being back near these same cubicles later and about to go off with one girl when another one says 'why dont you kiss me first' so i do and i think this is where i wake up.

just remembered that i was visualising previous local dream locations before going to sleep so dream incubation has really worked this time. was really great to go between so many variations of real places