Dreams...
I remember reading a long time ago that the first steps to lucid dreaming involve remembering and recording your dreams. I think I have a slightly odd mind. See, I have issues with controlling my imagination, if i visualise something it will almost always get locked in a loop of some kind or I'll hit a block of some sort. For example if I were to imagine a calm stream, it would almost invariably lead to a raging waterfall and no matter how many times i tried to return to the original image, it would not happen. Another, more gruesome example, is if I were to imagine some one doing something, and the image would change to them losing a hand, and the loop would continue, even if I had never intended to imagine that. In the past I have found these images annoying and consistent, and often the only way I've been able to regain control of these images is to introduce new, drastic elements to the fray, for example lopping off the head of whatever it is that's bothering me, if it actually has a head. Another thing I can't do is visualise moving through tunnels, I can never imagine something passing over my head, I can never visualise myself doing things, with the view from my own head, for example seeing my hair fall in front of my eyes and my hands typing. Instead I would see a copy of myself, often looking nothing like me, from behind or the side, typing at my computer.
Now, this is a common thing for me, I have even weirder issues in my dreams. My current theory runs that I am semi lucid through most of my dreams and attempting to control them in some way, which results in them getting even more screwed up and sometimes locked in a loop, only with the added weirdness of dreams. I often don't feature as the hero in my dreams, but rather an observer who occasionally has a part.
Dreams for me often go blurry at certain points and other times have so much detail I would strain to outline it, they get locked into random loops or two separate scenarios merge into one that makes complete sense at the time, but none when I try to recall it.
Anyway, I figure I'll record the dream/s I had last night. I woke up several times briefly, or at least was aware I was asleep and tried to get back to sleep, however the dream didn't really end till I was woken up properly by the phone.
Anyway, here goes;
scene at a swanky bar that had rooms upstairs. Four hot women in fancy clothes were getting drunk and then there was us. The leader guy told us some stuff I can't remember and went upstairs, so I got a drink and so did the football guy. I was trying to get something out of his hand, I think it was related to the super valuable lump of metal from earlier.
Now the next bit is hazy, it sort of skips to closing time and I'm still drinking (but not drunk) and then the bad guys appear, but we don't fight. It's more like another scene kinda got mixed in with the original dream. Anyway eventually a fight does happen and somehow without any blood I end up pulling off all the fingers from the first knuckle on the football guys hand. I remember the image of them sort of lying in my hand.
We get the hell out of there, leader guy included and then we find the guys who are after us are in a car in front of ours on the road and they have a big assed shot gun they can shoot out a slot in the back bumper.
The next bit is hazy again, but eventually it skips to the bad guys in the burnt remains of the original hideout where we started. Their leader finds the tech I mentioned with the locations on it. The flashing lights on this little remote thing indicate hideouts, One of which is all dim and another still flashing. He makes some weird ass deduction and they leave.
Then it skips back to me and the group, we're in the car and it's as if it's with different people almost, and four of us now instead of three. They're handing me different big assed guns and I'm meant t try and shoot like through bullet proof glass or something... I'm not sure exactly. I end up shooting the guy in the front passenger seat in the leg and get told good shot. And then the bad guys appear in a truck again. And i start shooting
It's all kinda blurry till the next distinct scene, where the football guy is now gone and it's just me and the leader guy and we're setting bombs. Big bombs.
There's some kind of medieval territorial setup, like borders for ground and suchlike, I remember a brief view from the air. We're hiding out in a bunker with enough bombs set about the place to blow a crater that can be seen from space out in the hills. I'm not sure what happens next but it was kinda like I was half waking up and trying to control the dream or work it out. Suddenly the leader guy isn't there anymore and I'm resetting these explosives.
Eventually the bad guys turn up, and I set off the bombs for like the eighth time (it was like takes in a movie almost) and it kills all but one of them and then they somehow turn into rabbits and keep attacking me.
THEN it gets weird
It all kinda melts in being on a farm and there was a bunch of stuff going on there but I can't remember up until I'm meant to go into this area and feed a bunch of birds. It was my uncles farm for some reason, so it looked nothing like the real one. I remember talking to the birds and trying not to hurt them when I moved around. there were LOTS of them. Like a hundred of all different kinds in this huge enclosure that had a fake pool/pond thing and fountains and all kinds of stuff. I get the feeling that some of my family was there and we did some stuff I don't really remember.
It turns into a medieval setting, and there were three men. I was some random archer chick and basically we were sitting around a tree. All of us were trying to get the others to betray each other. One of them was my father, I'm not sure of the others. My father in the dream that is, he didn't look like my actual father. I did stuff like taking a bath and so on and turns out my father is a king and so is another one of the men and they're trying to get me to betray/marry/kill each other for the sake of land. And at some point I take a bath. And then it turns into a sex dream
It was kinda like a melding of the black ops style part with random teenagers living in a house thrown in. And then for some bizarre reason one of my exes turns up. Insisting we were yellow gloves. And it's all secretive, with me checking out the curtains and whatnot.
And I think I sort of half woke up and kinda changed the dream back to the medieval and then black ops thing. And then the phone rang and woke me up properly.
And that's just the stuff I can remember
I have dreams that long and detailed most nights.
Freud would LOVE this.
Now, this is a common thing for me, I have even weirder issues in my dreams. My current theory runs that I am semi lucid through most of my dreams and attempting to control them in some way, which results in them getting even more screwed up and sometimes locked in a loop, only with the added weirdness of dreams. I often don't feature as the hero in my dreams, but rather an observer who occasionally has a part.
Dreams for me often go blurry at certain points and other times have so much detail I would strain to outline it, they get locked into random loops or two separate scenarios merge into one that makes complete sense at the time, but none when I try to recall it.
Anyway, I figure I'll record the dream/s I had last night. I woke up several times briefly, or at least was aware I was asleep and tried to get back to sleep, however the dream didn't really end till I was woken up properly by the phone.
Anyway, here goes;
scene at a swanky bar that had rooms upstairs. Four hot women in fancy clothes were getting drunk and then there was us. The leader guy told us some stuff I can't remember and went upstairs, so I got a drink and so did the football guy. I was trying to get something out of his hand, I think it was related to the super valuable lump of metal from earlier.
Now the next bit is hazy, it sort of skips to closing time and I'm still drinking (but not drunk) and then the bad guys appear, but we don't fight. It's more like another scene kinda got mixed in with the original dream. Anyway eventually a fight does happen and somehow without any blood I end up pulling off all the fingers from the first knuckle on the football guys hand. I remember the image of them sort of lying in my hand.
We get the hell out of there, leader guy included and then we find the guys who are after us are in a car in front of ours on the road and they have a big assed shot gun they can shoot out a slot in the back bumper.
The next bit is hazy again, but eventually it skips to the bad guys in the burnt remains of the original hideout where we started. Their leader finds the tech I mentioned with the locations on it. The flashing lights on this little remote thing indicate hideouts, One of which is all dim and another still flashing. He makes some weird ass deduction and they leave.
Then it skips back to me and the group, we're in the car and it's as if it's with different people almost, and four of us now instead of three. They're handing me different big assed guns and I'm meant t try and shoot like through bullet proof glass or something... I'm not sure exactly. I end up shooting the guy in the front passenger seat in the leg and get told good shot. And then the bad guys appear in a truck again. And i start shooting
It's all kinda blurry till the next distinct scene, where the football guy is now gone and it's just me and the leader guy and we're setting bombs. Big bombs.
There's some kind of medieval territorial setup, like borders for ground and suchlike, I remember a brief view from the air. We're hiding out in a bunker with enough bombs set about the place to blow a crater that can be seen from space out in the hills. I'm not sure what happens next but it was kinda like I was half waking up and trying to control the dream or work it out. Suddenly the leader guy isn't there anymore and I'm resetting these explosives.
Eventually the bad guys turn up, and I set off the bombs for like the eighth time (it was like takes in a movie almost) and it kills all but one of them and then they somehow turn into rabbits and keep attacking me.
THEN it gets weird
It all kinda melts in being on a farm and there was a bunch of stuff going on there but I can't remember up until I'm meant to go into this area and feed a bunch of birds. It was my uncles farm for some reason, so it looked nothing like the real one. I remember talking to the birds and trying not to hurt them when I moved around. there were LOTS of them. Like a hundred of all different kinds in this huge enclosure that had a fake pool/pond thing and fountains and all kinds of stuff. I get the feeling that some of my family was there and we did some stuff I don't really remember.
It turns into a medieval setting, and there were three men. I was some random archer chick and basically we were sitting around a tree. All of us were trying to get the others to betray each other. One of them was my father, I'm not sure of the others. My father in the dream that is, he didn't look like my actual father. I did stuff like taking a bath and so on and turns out my father is a king and so is another one of the men and they're trying to get me to betray/marry/kill each other for the sake of land. And at some point I take a bath. And then it turns into a sex dream
It was kinda like a melding of the black ops style part with random teenagers living in a house thrown in. And then for some bizarre reason one of my exes turns up. Insisting we were yellow gloves. And it's all secretive, with me checking out the curtains and whatnot.
And I think I sort of half woke up and kinda changed the dream back to the medieval and then black ops thing. And then the phone rang and woke me up properly.
And that's just the stuff I can remember
I have dreams that long and detailed most nights.
Freud would LOVE this.