Blue_Opossum

Morning of September 4, 2013. Wednesday.



In my dream, I am following a small spacecraft in my incorporeal form in outer space. It is implied that at least two astronauts are coming back to Earth in a somewhat random and unexpected trajectory. The spacecraft looks much like the Apollo 11 lunar module.

The main focus seemingly takes place in the asteroid belt. However, instead of asteroids there is somehow a smaller sun in orbit around the main sun. Over time, I watch the spacecraft seem to bump and turn around the smaller sun’s corona in an unusual way. I see the imagery later as if looking at a spectrograph (though at one point looks similar to a Hertzsprung–Russell diagram). The event continues for several minutes. The spacecraft does not seem to have any obvious problems from extreme heat, as it is just slightly out of control, supposedly relative to the pull of gravity.

Eventually, the astronauts are back on Earth. I am only aware of this from an unknown perspective and focus, including from what seems to be the news as seen on television.

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The inability of my non-lucid dream self to viably discern the physical body’s location in unconsciousness is the main foundation of this dream. Outer space is certainly not as common a liminal space setting as other forms of waking transition dynamics. Although it centers upon the RAS waking factor as the sun in its autosymbolism of representing the conscious self identity, the additional smaller sun is curious, but probably represents the conscious identity of Zsuzsanna, as other dreams with two suns have been validated to signify this REM state dynamic. Remember that the dream self is not the conscious self and that autosymbolism and other threads primarily represent the dream state itself and the waking transition as easily discernible here with its literal “return to daylight” theme. Of course, the rest of my dream is the typical equilibrium ambiguity, due to the vestibular system not being viable when unconscious.

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Morning of April 8, 2013. Monday.



I am walking through an unfamiliar area near a woods on the edge of a small town. I am with a stranger that reminds me of Harrison Ford, but there are a few other people in the area, including Carol (an older half-sister on my mother’s side).

I notice some jets flying overhead, as well as a small UFO, which looks like some sort of very unusual jet.

I point out the strange maneuvers and flight paths of the aircraft as they turn to one side, go around a tree, and come back again. I cheerfully expect them all to crash and my anticipation and confidence grows that they will. One soon crashes in the far distance, causing an explosion and resulting fire.

The UFO (which I actually suspect to be some sort of small military aircraft) comes very close to us, but there is no threat. It continues just past us, crashing to the ground and sliding slightly. It is not very big, the main section not much bigger than a metal garbage can lid, but it does have small jet-like wings.

I am able to understand that it has a computer chip in a particular location. I walk up to it (it is mostly still in one piece and of course had been unmanned - in fact, too small to carry much weight) and reach down (there is still a bit of fire and smoke near some parts of it), and pull out a computer chip that slides out and is about the size of a stick of gum, although thicker.

We walk to other areas. I am happy I have the chip, but we need to stay away from government or military areas. Somehow, though, we are near Area 51, but it is in an urban area in my dream and thus not really isolated. The UFO conspiracy theorists that try to get in are said to be “missing a week” by other people; something to do with 52 weeks in a year and Area 51, “missing a week” being an expression for a person who believes in aliens and is “not all there”.

Each UFO is a result of the government activity in the region and their controlling of agriculture. The chip I have was made to release harmful chemicals over certain fields to destroy certain crops as well as fertilize and help certain others, thus interfering with the livelihood of certain farmers in the region.

I notice a group of about five military police of various ages who are annoying an innocent family at a farm when I go in, but I remain unsure why the military are present. The family is sitting at a kitchen table not having done anything wrong, and I am aware of the misguided bullying of the MPs. One young man pulls out a matte black gun for no reason and points it at a dark-haired girl. I take out a screwdriver with a partially transparent orange handle (seemingly my weapon of choice in recent dreams) and hit him fairly lightly on the top of the head with the handle, making a strange hollow metallic sound that is almost musical, with a sort of organ-like tonal delay and even a chorus effect in the 440 Hz range. He immediately falls unconscious, sprawled on the floor near the corner of the table by his intended victim.

The other military officers do not even seem to notice and casually go on with their business elsewhere, ignoring their man lying on the floor.

I notice that the lid can be slid back from the chip on one side, and I see that there are tiny smooth and oval radioactive stones of two sizes in an alternating larger stone and smaller stone geometrical pattern in three or four rows. There is more talk on how the government is using UFOs, which are small unmanned jets of a similar shape as the original Romulan Bird-of-Prey design. I had a model of one as a child, having gotten it for Christmas.

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There was minor prescience as is often the case, but relating to something Zsuzsanna had heard. A woman came up to her (a local who has a house full of cats, believing it is her duty to take in every stray). The woman made a comment about how she liked the name Gabrielle (without knowing it was Zsuzsanna’s middle name), mostly in reference to another name that was not really similar. She then made a bizarre comment about the ground being poisoned. I think it was around the same time I was writing this entry.

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Night of December 29, 1967. Friday.

Dream #: 375-12. Reading time: 48 sec.



There is a big, mostly featureless gray asteroid close to Earth, though it does not seem to pose a threat. It is eventually seen to be the giant bone of an extinct creature, one of the only bones left after a battle with another huge monster in outer space “millions of years ago.”

A satellite (though more like an unusual spacecraft deemed as a satellite in-dream) from Earth, which at first looks somewhat like a helicopter, later like a set of metal “bones” with one metal “bone” whirling around the top like a helicopter rotor, is sent to investigate. I am aware that the satellite, which I am unsure has astronauts aboard or not, is caught in the orbit of the asteroid. I am later sure that astronauts will be looking into this situation and I am preparing to hear about it on the news on the radio.

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This experience is my second vivid dream (the other of being rescued by an owl from a snake late at night near a cornfield) that had flawless visual influence from the Time-Life “Birds” book that I got for Christmas (from my mother) at age seven when living at North Monroe Street in Arcadia.

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Morning of August 3, 1974. Saturday.

Dream #: 2,784-02. Reading time (optimized): 1 min 30 sec.



An unusual but intriguing huge feature appears in what seems to be a big parking lot (with no cars) in Arcadia, though the landscape, which changes after my dream’s beginning, is erroneous because of the impression of high hills in the distance and the elevation from where I study it. I seem to be east of its location. The feature is a huge diamond (oval cut), seemingly half above ground and half below. The area it occupies seems close to where Arcadia’s DeSoto Memorial Hospital would be but quite different than in reality, especially regarding the fictitious valley and high hills.

Michael Learned, the actress who played Olivia Walton on “The Waltons” television series, is the only other person present. However, she is also vaguely reminiscent of my middle school business teacher (Blair), as well as having somewhat of a motherly persona. She remains cheerful as she tells me about the enormous diamond though I do not recall what she said.

I get the vague impression that the gigantic diamond may be an alien spaceship, but this is uncertain, and there is no sign of aliens. It may be a man-made structure for use as a plant nursery but ultimately seems like a type of geodesic dome. Even so, I try to decide if it had emerged from underground or had landed from above.

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How to understand dreams in my online dream journal: A parking lot is typically a rendering of the association with emerging liminality in the realization my physical body is “parked” while I sleep.

A feature coming out of the ground (or considered as such at any point) is instinctual autosymbolism for emergence from slow-wave sleep. This dream has a similar significance as “A giant onion is growing in our backyard garden” from July 19, 1975. The top half of the diamond in this dreaming experience, being above ground (especially in a parking lot), confirms to me that accessible layers (or facets) of memory only exist with the emergence of cognizance and consciousness during the beginning of liminality (increasing lucidity) to viable wakefulness.

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Because the details of this dream were similar to a “Pathways to Mastership” meditation I did not know of or use until years later, I have tagged this as precognitive.

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