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4/21/25

Newly remembered fragment [0.5]:

There is an umbrella/sword/cane thing. I think it might look something like Steed would have in the Avengers.

4/22/25

Fragment 1: Digging (0.5)

I seem to be digging at a pipe in the ground, made of some soft silver substance. I/we dig away at this, and eventually have a squarish cleared spot in the side of a hill. Something might end up being parked or dropped there.

Fragment 2: Working in the Lab (0.5)

I’m working in the lab. My friend Z— is working there too. I’m trying to put something together using an Arduino. Then I go somewhere, and when I come back Z has taken my Arduino to use for his project. I think I need to have the project done soon though, and I’m a bit concerned. He wants to show his mother the project, I think. Some details in the dream involving wires being plugged into things. The potential new Pope is there also.

Fragment 3: Dating Site (0.5)

Scrolling through a dating site. It seems that I don’t know it’s a dating site at first. Actually, it seems to start off as pictures of models advertising some clothes. Some of the models are posing on the hoods of cars, and the light and heat coming off of the hoods distorts the image so that everything from the head to the lower legs is blurred together.

Fragment 4: Square Dance (0.5)

Something about a square dance. Maybe going to one? I don’t quite remember.

Fragment 5: Walking to my Jeep (0.5)

Going to my Jeep. I think, along the way, I (or we, again) pass a table on which a bunch of cats are either being auctioned or judged as part of a county fair activity. Past them, there are some women that look like they are getting ready to model in some kind of pageant.

Fragment 6: Approaching Pachyderms (0.5)

In a field – possibly laying down. There are elephants some distance away, that seem to be approaching us. At first I don’t think they pose much of a danger, but as they get closer it looks like we will need to move out of the way to avoid getting run over. I kind of roll out of the way, and I think get to my feet. Then I see that there are other animals that kind of look like rhinoceros or hippopotami.

4/23/25

Terrible night’s sleep. I don’t remember any dreams, if I dreamed anything at all.

4/24/25

Dream 1: Taking an Exam, and Star Trek Books [1]

I’m taking a test. I start out by trying to go question by question and answer them all in order, but then I realize that I don’t know a lot of the material. Also, the test is several pages long, and will take me quite a while to finish. Then I think the best strategy would be to go through and answer everything I can, coming back to the harder ones when I got the easy ones. I haven’t studied for this exam, at least not very well. There was a textbook, but I didn’t read it all. The instructor gives me a fair amount of time to finish the test, and I wonder if I could skim over the textbook and get a feel for where the information is located so that I can look it up. It’s an open book test…

…I’m looking at books and/or videos, either for sale or to borrow. This place has a bunch of Star Trek books, including collections of the James Blish adaptations. These collections look rather large. I wonder if there are some new ones in here that I haven’t read or seen. One of the books appears to be an adaptation of the animated series. I think to myself that this is how I used to look for tapes of the Avengers TV show.

4/25/25
Fragment 1: Old Office [0.5]
I have a vague memory of having dreamed about the University from which I just graduated. Something about my advisor, maybe. Then there is a memory of my old office, cleaner than it used to be.

4/26/25

Fragment 1: Spider [0.5]

There is at least one spider, under a small box. I think it might be poisonous. I'm lifting the box using a stick or something, I think.

Fragment 2: Batman [0.5]

I’m pretending to be Sherlock Holmes or Batman. Or maybe that is who I actually am. My last name appears to be Batman, and I think about what Batman’s last name actually is supposed to be.

4/27/25

Fragment 1: Overboard [0.5]

Aboard a ship. Pulling on a large flag, which might also act as a sail (though I’m not sure). Someone has gone overboard. This is taking place along the “middle” access area at the debris removal site.


Dream 1: Libraries, Protests, Trees [1]

“Oh, I don’t know how to protest
‘cause I don’t know what’s going on
I don’t know how to protest
And that’s why I sing this song”

I’m singing that song out front of possibly the library. There are other verses, the above might have been the chorus. One verse is about a fictitious Uncle who took risks and lost a duel. “But he knows better now” might have been the last line of that verse. I dance around while singing this, and sing to a guy who is apparently a villain. It seems like there was a whole plot earlier that I’m referring to. Maybe even a movie. I have a cane in my hand as I sing, and I mess with the guy using the cane. This guy is dressed in some fancy suit and is wearing a bowler hat, I think. Like a “Dandy” from the 50s or so.

I had gone into the library hoping to find a place to work on my laptop. I was going to a quiet place on the second floor, towards the back. Apparently this was the children’s section. A bunch of kids are sitting on the floor and a woman is getting ready to read to them. I need to get behind her for some reason, but she indicates that I’m not allowed to be there. This annoys me a bit, but I comply. At first I think I will just go around to the other side of a set of shelves, and am being kind of passive aggressive about it by making noise intentionally to disrupt the reading. Then I decide I should be kinder than that (or maybe I just don’t want to get in trouble), and go to find somewhere else to work.

Alternatively, I might have been singing this song around the time that I was going to talk to some debris removal guys about trees on the property of my grandpa’s house. They had been cutting trees that they weren’t supposed to be cutting, and had been rude to property owners who confronted them about it. I was planning to stand up to them if they were rude to me. I ask one guy about the trees he was cutting, and asked if it was necessary to cut them down. He says something that I have difficulty hearing, and I ask him to repeat it. It’s something about a tornado. He’s telling me that there had been a tornado warning, I think, but it was past now.

…Trying to figure out if/how I can tune into the Bible study or Church service before or after I travel somewhere. I wanted to go in person, but then I thought maybe I could join online…

…Something about a politician somewhere (Texas, maybe?) that is accused of something. I’m not quite sure what it was. Something about getting funding for something but having a conflict of interests…

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

03-08-11 I am on a big ass boat. There is supposed to be some frisky entertainment going on, but it doesn't really cut it and people are getting impatient and annoyed.

That is until three ladies decide to take matters into their own hands. They decide to start stripping. I know two of them. Carmen Electra, Goldie Hawn and a small slim woman who I don't know and doesn't generate as much attention.

We are all (on the boat) sat in the main dining/entertainment room. And it is when the apparent lack of entertainment becomes clear that Goldie decides to go on stage wearing a white, fairly elegant dress, and start becoming naked.

After this the dream turn into a montage of stripping sessions, bar the third woman doesn't really ever show anything. Carmen Electra has huge nuts (no surprise really)´, but Goldie isn't far off and has a certain spark in her eyes.

At one point she is sat at the end of the stage crouching down with her breasts out looking out over the crowd fairly happy.

At the end of the dream all three of them are on stage wearing some stripping uniforms receiving an award from someone important that might have something to do with the ship, due to their commitment and brilliance in delivering the shows.

Carmen is the first to pop a balloon, due her wearing something on her nipples that make them look a foot long and pointy. At first I think it is just her nipples, but after seeing this I notice they all are wearing these.

My point of view shift so I am now staring at the nipples from the front and here they start looking really absurd and bizarre. They sort of still look like nipples, but it also seems like penises are coming out of these long pointy things.

I wake up.

(Thank you whoever arranged for that!)
…

I am in Hornslet and I am talking to Mikkel N. He is sat on the floor watching telly and tells me I am supposed to go and pick up Anders. I remember this and call Anders.

He answers his phone though he sounds horrible, really ill and this has some sort of implication on when and where I can actually pick him up, though he is still intending on coming, which I didn't expect when first I heard him.

I don't have a car so I am going to have to find alternative sources of transport. I hop in a trailer driven by a tractor. The driver appears and it tuns out to be none other than Darth Vader himself driving, though he has lost all of his terror since the last time I beat him.

Now he is just a grumpy old man (in full Vader suit however!!) driving a tractor. We head for the road and I try to keep my head down in order not to get noticed by Darth Tractor. I don't want to get thrown off. I briefly wonder if I am even sure to go in the right direction seeing as I am not in control of the vehicle, but I decide to faith it.

On the way out I am trying to fix up this fishing rod. I have already gotten the line through the rings the first time, now I just need them to go through a second (Huh!?). It is my old fishing rod, red and black.

After a while on the larger country side roads we get to some narrow town streets. Here it turns a bit hairy as Darth Tractor has to avoid certain obstacles, such as road side stairs sign and people. He keeps looking over his back as if he has seen me, though it could be because he wants to see if the trailer is acting OK.

At one point I know he notice me and he is obviously not happy to have me on board seeing as he puts his tractor into reverse and drive the trailer AND tractor through a concrete stairs standing on the side walk.

I go straight through and Darth Tractor ends up looking the fool as he is still sat in the rubble of the stairs (the frame still surrounding him, relatively untouched) unable to move.

I pick up a glass oven tray, think it still has food bits left in it, walk over to DT and smack him in the face with it. He is stunned for a while as I try to remove his mask to hit him a bit harder. I end up getting the back piece off, but can't remember if I manage to hit him before he sinks into the ground.

I follow him down and there is a hide out of sorts where the overall layout is designed as our old basement from 1993. There is more furniture though and it is designed as a place to live, not just a basement.

There are two guys there goofing around. One of them is Jack Black and he obviously feels like he isn't getting enough attention so he storms off and comes back wearing some trousers that allow him to hook himself on to rails of stairs and escalators (it is an escalator leading down to the hideout) and ride them down or up at incredible speeds.

We calm him down and tell him that he nearly got himself killed, due to wanting attention.
…

I am supposed to go to Northern Denmark, and I don't particularly fancy driving with my parents so I decide to drive up there on the bike.

The problem is that I don't have a drivers license for bikes and I need that to drive the particular bike I have in mind.

I contemplate driving up there anyway under a veil (a magical cloaking veil, Dresden style, not a bride style veil), but don't know if the veil will be powerful enough or if I can even drive the bike, which looks fairly high tech, red and extremely fast.
…

I am visiting Marie (I think) and I am sleeping on a couch under the window. I keep drifting back and forth between the bed and packing my stuff to leave. In other words probably 3-4 FAs.

In one of these I am walking down some stairs listening to a Danish rap band. They are rapping about Gyro Gearloose as a metaphor for students not really doing anything productive in society as well as the benefits for western culture to finally have hooked up with China.

I sort of like the band, though I am personally a bit offended about the Gearloose part, but decide to investigate. I find out that the band is called “Anus” and that a CD is currently playing. The CD and cover is completely black.

I wonder to myself why a band that actually has some decent lyrics decide to call themselves “Anus”, but then again I don't understand modern Rap culture that well.

Another FA. I wake up and see two identical copies of my wallet lying about. I need both of them as they contain cards I need, both in general and the upcoming travel. I try and consolidate the contents into one.

Another FA. I wake up and start looking around. The bed is in the wrong place and the windows are on the wrong side compared to where I was sleeping before. I am dreaming. My sister is standing by one of the windows and I sort of do the commentary to her.

I realise I am naked and I look at her and point my hands towards waist and proclaim “clothes”. I don't particularly feel like something appear, but I decide not to look and just believe enough in the pair of shorts I have wished for.

I tell my sister “Now let me show you something cool!” and jump backwards towards the roof window. I close my eyes as I am about to fly through and I bump my head against the window. “Now that is uncool” I laugh and try again this time keeping my eyes open and fly through. My sister seems to be smiling all the time without actually saying anything.

At the apex of my flight I extend my arms and envision a forest behind me. Then I turn around and to my surprise it is actually there, though not as “piny” as I had imagined.

I start falling, the sensation starts scaring me a bit as I keep falling, but I remind myself it is a dream and I can't get hurt. At some point I shout “stop!” and I stop falling.

The dream is dark and the only light I really have is the moon hovering just over the horizon straight ahead. I start flying over the forest and ask for help with dealing with my confidence issues (not in dreams, but waking life). Nothing particular happens, except a road appears a bit ahead of me.

I start becoming annoyed about the lack of visual details and light. I shout out “Increase brightness” nothing really happens except some bright spots appear further up the road on both sides.

I land by the road and is a bit annoyed of the lack of people. A car drives past me and I decide to stop the next car that is coming towards me so I walk out onto the road and look to my left.

Soon enough a car appears, and I hold out my left hand in a stop gesture and verbalise the command as well. I decide to try out something fun I visualised prior to going to bed. I push down the hood telekinetic and the car starts flipping over, though compared to my visualisation it is trying to get around me and I don't have it in a firm grip.

The car turns over and as I try to grip it towards me I can't really. However in the back ground I see shadows of motorcycles starting to fly somewhat towards me somewhat out over a forest.

The car, which is yellow does hover over the ground a bit, but not enough to say I had control over it.

A bit later a woman appears walking from the car wreck. I start making my way to her and ask her name. She is wearing a turquoise top and she is smiling. She tells her name is Anne and she doesn't seem to concerned about me wrecking her car.

I feel the pulling sensation of my physical self (My dream body being pulled by the position I am lying in physically, until they match and the dream has disappeared) and I awake.

Notes: I didn't spend much time stabilising the dream or engaging my senses. I was always afraid of my ability to sustain the dream as well as slightly sceptical of my abilities of within dream control. The dream mimics my life in a sense that I am in a hurry all the time because I perceive a limit of time much closer than it necessarily is, which frightens me and makes me impatient. Second attempt at dealing with confidence issues went really bad, next time spend time really stabilising the dream before making any such attempts.

(My recall has been shit, lately. Really nothing but a few fragments, here and there.)

12/21/2010
Fragment
All I remember is some kid drinking from the bottle of vodka that was on my desk.



12/22/2010
Fragment
I was on a ship that was being rocked by massive waves. Standing on the deck, holding on for dear life, I was being relentlessly tossed back and forth, while someone looked on, from the shore (or a rock formation or something).



12/23/2010
Fragment
I was discussing the Saw series, with my mom. She didn't understand the plot of the movie(s), and I was telling her about Jigsaw, and his twisted sense of "justice," as his reason for doing the things that he did.



12/24/2010
Fragment
I was hanging out with J and her ex boyfriend. J and I were really close, and were sitting on the floor, hugging on each other. They were together in the dream, though, and her boyfriend (also a good friend of mine) wasn't to happy about it. He made it a point to get between us and space us out a bit.



12/26/2010
Fragment
Something about being on a boat/dock at night with friends...and gun-play. I dunno.



12/27/2010
Fragment
I remember being lucid, and looking at my hands to stabilize the dream. The topography of my hands had dark patches on them that were kind of swirling around, slowly, like the blots on Rorshach's mask, in Watchmen. At one point, I sunk my arm into a wall, up to about my elbow, and pulled it back out. I vaguely remember walking across a short body of water, my feet just barely sinking, about an inch or so, beneath the surface. I also vaguely remember having sex, and then standing on a structure, over top of the chick, and trying to recall the events of the dream so that I don't forget when I wake up.

(But, unfortunately, I forgot. )



12/28/2010
Fragment One
All I remember is having a bo staff spar with someone. I believe we were under a set of bleachers, and some kind of event.


Fragment Two
Todd and I had passes to actually be down on the launch pad, watching the shuttle being readied for launch. There was a set of chairs, for a small audience, set up in the pit, right beneath the boosters, and we were just looking on as the crew made the final preparations.

There was a TV set up, off to our left, which was showing some show about the safety of the workers, showing footage of exactly what these guys do, and how meticulous they are about procedures. It also, however, showed what happens to the shuttle crew while they are in space, and the guidelines they have to follow, up there, as well. I remember a section on oxygen supply, and it showed an astronaut's suit pressurizing, and his head exploding, inside of his helmet. It was pretty graphic; a quick splash of red just popping outward and coating the glass bubble.

After preps were made, we went out to a safe distance, to watch the actual launch. I pulled out my phone, and was video recording the entire walk - from directly beneath the boosters, all the way out to where the rest of the crowd was - not wanting to miss a bit of it.

I vaguely remember watching the launch, but don't really remember any details of it. Later in the dream, though, we had taken a four-wheeler and were riding around areas of the space center that we weren't supposed to be in, being chased by personnel.



12/29/2010
Fragment
All I really remember is being with a chick and the two of us having to run away from a pair of UPS(like) trucks, which had chain-guns in the back, and were firing at us. We then went to some house and had sex on the floor.