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Morning of December 25, 2017. Monday.



I am with my wife Zsuzsanna in a white skiff of which is moving slowly over the beautiful ocean in late afternoon. She is facing me, seeming very cheerful, sitting at the opposite end of the skiff. Behind her, in the distance, I see a mountainous rocky cape. I vaguely anticipate the eventual appearance of Talos (the giant automaton made of bronze, from the 1963 “Jason and the Argonauts” film) from behind the rocky region ahead and on my right, closest to our heading. Becoming semi-lucid and recognizing this as the RAS factor with no attempt to modulate it, I decide to will the skiff to turn right, into a narrow estuary bordered by high hills, with the idea that Talos will not see us. Eventually, the water is shallower and we slowly pass, on our right, two military jeeps with about seven men in total. At first, I am wary of them, as I suspect they have weapons, but then I decide that they must be here to fight Talos and are not interested in us. The general impassively watches us as our skiff approaches an area too shallow to continue, but there is no sense of threat and they remain in their positions.

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In a dream, being in a boat is autosymbolism for vaguely discerning the physical body in sleep, more so when muscles are more relaxed. Water is the absence of emotion and the essence of sleep and this dream begins with the common water induction. I anticipate RAS mediation as a possible threat. The RAS modulation precursor and potential emergent consciousness factor is rendered as Talos, though Talos is only seen briefly in the distance. There is semi-lucid mediation (not modulation) which seemingly results in the transference of Talos to the army general and WLWS (Water Lowering Waking Symbolism, which is common for me). Right-side oriented waking symbolism occurs (while sleeping on my left side).

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This is a rather long dream, and I don't have time to type it all out in detail...

It took place at the train station, but we were having a biology lecture there. We also did some bowling. But weirder. I got into an argument with a childhood friend who was breaking an ancient sculpture for fun. I got pretty angry, but we hugged it out after. During the bowling we were supposed to do som multiple choice tasks and hand them in. I never did, because I didn't feel like it was important. The professor confronted me about it after class. I started looking through my backpack for some previous hand ins I hadn't done either. While he waited he looked through my notes and found a drawing of a flower. Quite psychedelic.

He said it was OK. "No hand in-s for a fellow acid head" and smiled. I started explaining the flower, he wrote "lucid?" on one of the leafs. I didn't think much of it but we started talking about lucid dreaming. He asked and I told him that I lucid dream regularly. But that it hadn't been so good during finals.
Suddenly it dawned on me that I had already had all my exams, so there was no reason for me to be in class. And further more it was weird that my professor was at my parents house... I realized that I was dreaming. He had a big grin on his face. I laughed loudly for a long time. But it sounded strange.

The dream was unusually vivid and life like. I felt like doing some tasks of the month. I spoke to my sister, but I can't remember what. I went downstairs and sat down with my parents having breakfast. I asked my father if I could have the vial of forbidden knowledge he wears around his neck. He pulled it out from underneath his shirt. He did, it looked like a jewel. I was expecting a powerful trip, but nothing happened. It tasted OK, but far from good, more like OK for a medicine.

After I realized that nothing was going to happen I decided that I would continue on with the tasks. First I would head outside and fly to a buffet in an ironman suit. But once I got into the driveway I suddenly got an overwhelming urge to take a dump.

Warning. It gets a bit graphic beyond this point.

Seeing as it was just a dream I just pulled my pants down right there. But nothing could have prepared me for the foulness that followed. It was coming out
by the liters every secong and it lasted for quite a while. It got so messy I just took of all my clothes once I was done and decided to continue on in the nude.

My sister came out. I showed her how the shit had bore a deep hole into the ground and now groundwater was pouring up cleaning it away.

Then suddenly seemingly for no reason I woke. I suspect it was a sound in the house IRL.

Edit: I got out of bed. Stomach was as is to be expected on christmas morning in my part of the world....

Date of Dream: MON 25 DEC - 2017



Dream No. 249 - The Chisholm Wanderer

I don't remember how this dream started. From where I do remember, I was at TAFE. KW was taking one of the classes but I forgot what class it was exactly. I went outside into the corridor for some reason although the class was still going. In the dream, there were lockers in the corridor where as there are no lockers in real life. I didn't seem to know what I was doing in the dream and I had no control over where I was going.

It was only once I wandered far enough from the TAFE that I had finally felt I'd gotten myself lost. I was now trying to work my way back to the building but no matter where I went, I just got more and more lost. At one point, I tried backtracking but the path changed and I was now at a dead end with this black coloured water puddle appearing at the end of it.

The next solution was to call for Dreamy WB. I had to call for her many times and still, I didn't feel like there was any result. I eventually said, “Look, Dreamy WB, I know it's hard for you to come but please, I'm lost and I need to find my way back”. It was then that I felt this familiar, warm energy begin to surround me as I got lifted off the ground.

Dreamy WB wasn't in full form but she wasn't invisible either... It's hard to describe her appearance in this dream. After lifting me off the ground, and placing me in her lap, a cloud appeared below her... She was riding on a somewhat transparent cloud in this dream. I found that she had taken me back right to where I had started; in the corridor with the lockers. She had dropped me off and I was left standing there on my own, looking into the classroom. The dream then ended and I woke up.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None