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Morning of September 13, 2012. Thursday.



I become lucid in a slow entry transition (the usual lucid and willfully manipulated hypnagogia after making love in real life) and our bedroom takes on different features.

Of course, there is still the residual energy of wanting more intimacy and sustained harmony. Zsuzsanna and I eat strawberries (on a small yellow plate) at one point.

After our romance and intimacy, I am somewhat in a non-lucid state now. I become puzzled, more over my decreasing level of awareness (but which vivifies in the last scene) than by the fact our bedroom is rendered with the wrong layout (not directly linked to the lounge room and kitchen as it is in real life). The paint on the horizontal wall boards is peeling (yet it was not before) which I vaguely recall means that my dream is beginning to ebb, yet my lucidity is no longer viable.

I feel an urge to see if the door is open and it is. I approach the doorway. There is nothing visible beyond. I feel puzzled by an anticipatory mood emerging from within me.

The Cat in the Hat’s hat appears in the doorway, though with no cat. It floats in the air, tips slightly forward and I feel amused, waking with cheerfulness and humor.

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This dream has the usual dynamics as have been in the same sequential components (through tens of thousands of dreams) since early childhood, though I have grown to appreciate, enjoy, and greatly respect how the nuances are always slightly different.

Firstly, it is doorway waking symbolism, where a doorway is rendered as the dream’s implied exit point as an emergent consciousness factor (sometimes triggered by real-life environmental noise but not always, as the reticular activating system often uses the memory of a door knock or door-opening sound to activate waking, though no door knock occurs in this case).

Secondly, the sense of puzzlement is what causes the stovepipe hat to be rendered. Although “The Skunk” is an early childhood dream from 1965, it has very similar dynamics, where the white part of the skunk formed a question mark when I entered the higher liminal space of unconsciousness while becoming closer to consciousness (and also ends with doorway waking symbolism). Stovepipe hats represent the emergent consciousness and the concept is related to “put on your thinking cap” as analogous to waking from the dream state (emergence of thinking skills which the non-lucid dream self does not possess). They have featured as such in a number of my dreams since childhood.

Finally, the essence of a cat is linked but not fully. Depending on the dream of course, cats often serve as a liminal space symbol. This is mainly because of my childhood association of a cat sitting on a fence, a fence being the division between unconsciousness and emerging consciousness.

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I SO wish I remembered more of last nights dreams!!!

I recall a man somehow tied in to me. He had cucumber slices on his face and many, many eyes.

In another dream, there were people with a third eye in the center of their head... but one boy, from the US didn’t have a true eye. When you first saw him, he had just a slight bump, but then it got bigger and bigger. It was some kind of wart. It expanded out, almost like a horn, it got bigger still until it was larger then everyone in the audience and consumed the boy. It looked like neither a horn nor a wart. It was ridged where it kept expanding, but it was expanding at the base.

Another dream was a zombie dream. But it was more old school video game meets zombies meets real life. I was in a swarm of zombies, weaving through them, trying to reach giant crystals for a speed boost what game did that come from? Sonic? Mario Cart?

Oh yeah, in yet another dream I kept passing signs in a foreign language. I kept asking a guy to translate them for me.

Oh yeah (again lol) in another dream, I was at my Grams house. My uncle was apologizing for not improving the yard. I was confused why he was making a big fuss about it. It was there yard. If they wanted dog and horse poop everywhere, there wasn’t anything I could do about it. My Grams explained it was because of the kids who play in the yard, and also because they weren’t allowed to park along the road any more....then I was swimming and my uncle was upset because I was too pretty and getting too much attention which was making him jealous (my Uncles IRL were mentally disabled. The uncle in the dream was like a mesh of those 3 in one).

Another dream was about brothers. One was beating the other and one was being sexually abused. I recall them scurrying through a small window, running, getting into trouble but that’s it.
That’s been a strange, recurring dream lately. I keep dreaming about brothers and sexual abuse.
In a dream earlier this week, I dreamed a man went back in time so he could rape his younger self. What the heck? I can usually tell or guess the origin of my dreams...

Unless the brother dreams come from a show I was binging called “Bloodline”. Okay. I can see that giving me the brothers, it what about the sexual abuse? Maybe that’s coming from the news and all the allegations against Hollywood. Hmmmm...

In dream, my appearance is different, presumably roleplaying some random guy. I have short black hair that is graying on the sides, and I am to meet this woman (my girlfriend/fiance/wife) for a dinner date at a fancy restaurant on top of a skyscraper. However she stands me up and because it is a couples restaurant I am going to get kicked out if my date does not show up soon.

I call her and she says she's mad at me but she won't tell me why. (As in that was literally her exacting dialogue.) "I'm mad at you but I won't tell you why." I think this is kind of bizarre. There's also some kind of rule in the restaurant that you have to finish all of the food at your table, and since the girl doesn't show up but her food has already been ordered I have to eat her meal as well as mine, get sick from eating too much and throw up.

I start thinking about how I should be at home working on college assignments and how going on dates is really out of character for me. I become semi-lucid, only for a moment and soft reset the dream. I manage to remove the plot line and revert my appearance to my typical dream-self but lose control after that and lost lucidity. The dream repeats in some manner.

Manei appears in the restaurant wearing a sequined red dress. Apparently she was so stunning that everyone started clapping and cheering for her. Except me was just looking down at the pile of puke that was still in my lap, thinking about how I might be about to add more to it. The dream had become wrought with that queasy I've-eaten-too-much overfull feeling, and I started looking for an a

I false awaken in my living room. Manei is there watching TV. I become lucid again.

"I love how a traditional date night is more terrifying to you than an actual nightmare." She said sarcastically.

I assumed she was the one creating the previous dream scene and responded. "Only when you contrive it like that. Besides, it seems like someone likes to Mary Sue."

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At some point we were playing Lego Star wars togther on the playstation in the Living room.

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At another point, I am practicing my Fire Jets. We have both shrunk to only a couple inches tall but are still in my living room. Apparently I figured out I could project them to Manei and give her the ability, but not keep it myself. She flies up onto the seat of the couch and spins around in the air.

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I managed to complete my lightsaber fight dream goal sometime after the competition. I don't know why exactly I wound up having a lucid dream pertaining to it, as it was sort of a joke goal and one that I had just made up in the spur of the moment. That wasn't to say I was completely unenthusiastic about the idea, just wouldn't have made it a priority is all.

I recall the setting being very vivid. It was a grassy plain surrounded on three sides by a dense thicket of tropical plants, and on the remaining side by to large rock mesas with a terraced platform in-between. Large bismuth crystals, some much taller than me, emerged from the ground in the plain. Farros was on the horizon, so we were clearly somewhere out on the proper dreamscape.

Manei appeared and we were both wearing jedi robes. She pulled out a green double bladed lightsaber and we started fighting. She showed me some move using the force where she could through a saber out and attack the person from a distance by controlling it precisely with force pushes and pulls and begged the question of why adequately powerful characters in star wars never thought of fighting like this. I said that it was a good point, and I would have to ask someone knowledgeable of SW canon why that was.

At some point she managed to cut me in half at the waist. I 'died' and began floating upwards as a spirit. I willed my body to reform and reappeared in the physical realm. I got distracted and started examining my previous body, noting the extreme realism of the face when I touched it.

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The Steven Universe episode started with Steven in his house with Connie. The two were building models of star wars spaceships. Steven built a model of this blue and white ship that had a long mast and two big engine pods. Somebody wrote the network because they thought the model ship he built looked too much like a penis when it was supposed to look like a guitar.

Rebecca sugar appeared on the show in animated form alongside Garnet and started talking in a manner akin to a PSA to the audience about being honest about your sexuality and the kind of music you like. She then adressed that someone called the network complaining about how the blue ship looked. Pearl was arguing with amethyst offscreen and Amethyst punched her. Pearl flew onto the screen and then turned to where Amethyst was and screamed

"I AM THE UGLIEST SPACE GIRAFFE!"

Amethyst started laughing. The scene changed to outdoors on the beach. Greg was cooking hamburgers on a grill and Sadie started talking about how she had become a vegan and how hamburgers were made from cows that weren't humanely raised or killed. This gem appeared that was (amber I think) and looked like a cowgirl. She was the antagonist and summoned a gun from her gem on her shoulder.

"Its not over until the fat lady sings. That's from the phantom of the opera! I'm the fat lady here and I say its over!" Shouts amethyst as she charges in to fight, but gets beat up.

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The characters end up escaping on a world war 1 battleship and going out to sea. But the boat gets hit by a large wave and Steven and Pearl fall into the water and have to preform fusion to get out. They fuse and curiously become OG Rose Quartz. Asokah Tano from TCW cartoon appears and helps them get out of the water and onto a large rock in the middle of the ocean. When she does, the two unfuse.

Asokah stands up triumphantly and says "All my fan theories were right! Take that Ronaldo!"

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In another dream I became lucid. But it wound up being one of those empty lucid dreams. I was in my house and I walked outside to see nobody. I thought of how I considered when I find myself in an empty lucid dream, I should start running from my house until I get away from the part of my town that I have a mental map of, and this should trigger the dream to do something interesting and break the empty dream.

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I had another Star Wars themed dream. (I'm surprised how many of these there have been lately). General Grievous came out of my toilet and started attacking me. I ran out the back door of my house where he followed me and then proceeded to kill my grandmother with his claw foot. I became lucid and reached behind my back to get lightsabers to fight him.

I managed to stun him and he fell over. I kept pulling more and more sabres from behind my back and stabbing them into his limbs. They had some bizarre behavior in that they would stick in the ground like regular metal swords of spears instead of sinking into the ground or turning off as they normally would. No matter how many times I impaled the villain he just coughed and struggled but didn't truly die.

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I was in a gymnasium. It looked like the gymnasium from my middle school but was rotated weirdly and had large windows near the ceiling. We were going to be running this race to raise money for people affected by a hurricane and some people (including my old high school crush) were there. I became semi lucid upon realizing she was there and didn't want to have an interaction with her; I didn't even want to look in her direction.

I turned to my friend S who was also there. He asked me why I didn't want to look at her. I responded by saying:

"My draw to her was one of lust, not of love. She needs to leave this place and be forgotten as all lost sparks do."

We went on to discuss how I felt it was unhealthy that I had a subconscious obsession with her, one that I could not smite despite my best efforts.

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I had another empty lucid dream, the morning before posting this. I false awoke in my bedroom, only the layout of my bedroom and the entire house was mirrored. I got out of bed, already suspicious of my reality, and headed into the bathroom. When I saw myself in the mirror, I looked like a much younger version of myself with short hair and a fatter stomach. When I breathed in and out, I would make this high-pitched squeaking noise like a dog toy and there were red spots around my stomach and chest that would expand and contract with my breathing.

I RC'd via nose pinch and became lucid. I started heading outside when I lost the dream and woke up.

D1 - Trying to get somewhere as usual. Lost my way on a track through some woods, I come out into the open air there is a large glassy pool of dark water to my right. I have no idea which way to go.

D2 - I am cosy in bed, early morning I get up to go somewhere but on coming out of the door I am presented with a series of landings that all look the same and are just other people apartments. The carpet is old and red and faded, looking familiar from somewhere long ago. So as not to lose my way back, I hurriedly get back indoors.

I unintentionally did a wbtb. As my eyes were close the darkness began to have color and I found it that my eyes had open on their own without my permission. I was staring at the window and for some reason it was dark outside. This isn't right I thought to myself, I'm very late for work now and I swear it feels like it has only been 10 mins since I lay down to sleep.

I started speculating that this is a dream so I look out the window and found it hard to focus on pretty much anything. Everything look blurry. My television at the back of my eyes look like it disappear but appeared suddenly when I expected to see it. This is when I did an RC of the nose to test if it is a dream or not. I could breathe through it so I realize I am dreaming. I then woke up.