Sea of the Unconscious

I don't remember anything before I became lucid. I just remember performing my nose plug twice, and then losing vision after the second nose plug. I started spinning with my arms stretched out, but then became immensely dizzy and blinked once or twice, then woke up.

I was at some family function with my father and sister. Maybe golf, something about a wedding. Then I was in a car, discussing banks and the price of food with my family. My dad expressed that he was tired.

The dream jumps to a house. My sister and I hear that our father just had a baby. We're extremely confused, and discuss the possibilities: perhaps our mother had had a female ejaculation, and the egg happened to land in his penis? There was an image with that too. That was a very strange image. My dad came out of his bedroom and explained to us that he did not give birth to a baby. He merely found the baby in a plastic bag. My grandmother laments over the fact that the baby is not European.

My sister and I talk in the second floor hallway, and then we hear someone talking on the first floor. It was a woman, and she seemed to be talking on a cell phone, describing how she had just broken into our house. My sister and I exchanged glances and fled into our respective bedrooms and locking the doors, hoping she'd choose to leave.

I decided to take a shower. I walked into the bathroom and started talking to a friend of mine. I suddenly realized that the baby thing was really ridiculous. I think there was a second thing that tipped me off, but I don't remember.

I performed the nose plug and became lucid. I stared at my hands very briefly, and then quickly remembered that I wanted to try CALD. There was a girl in front of me. I called out to her, "Sith!" I might have been floating, I remember reaching my arm out to her.

I woke up. I suspect I either became lucid at the end of my REM cycle, or I got too excited.

I was either traveling to China with my father, or already in China. I was in a store looking for a suitcase with a few dudes, then they were replaced by my crush, Jade. One of the suitcases had some glass compartments, and I thought, “they’d be perfect for storing food, even ice cream!”

I saw that my dad had tried to call me on my phone, but my phone didn’t have service anymore. I asked to borrow Jade’s phone, and when I started pressing buttons, the phone was beeping. Jade grabbed the phone from me, hurriedly putting the phone on silent so we wouldn’t be heard. I urged her to hurry up, as people started to gather in the room we were in; they made me uneasy. Some of those people were missing limbs, or were smeared with blood.


Just imagine the blood is a darker shade, closer to purple.

Suddenly all of the merchandise in the room was gone, and there was just a circle of chairs. One man sat in a chair and started sharing a zombie story. Jade got excited and wanted to join.

“Jade, don’t, we have to go.”

“Caenis, you have to do what I say!” Good to know she's demanding even in my dreams. Jade sat down next to the man sharing the story, and quickly began sharing her own zombie story.

I watched the crowd of bloodied and dazed people grow. Anxious, I abandoned Jade, making my way to the front of the store. The front of the store was dark, most of the lights had gone out. There weren’t any more humans, crowds of zombies passed me by. I peered in a room where a human corpse was sitting in a chair, with a severed zombie head on top of his. His head was crushed beneath the zombie head.

I found the exit and wandered the streets. Zombies and humans ran chaotically through the city. Zombie blood sprayed my right cheek. I wiped it off and decided that I wouldn’t turn into a zombie from coming in contact with the blood. I observed a few zombies get struck by lightning, and thought it fitting that even nature was trying to retaliate against the zombies.

I found a nice couple to travel with, and we walked to a Georgian city. We stopped in front of a large, elevated building. I looked up and muttered “No….” It was a train station. Though there were no zombies on the streets of Georgia, I knew zombies would pour out of that train station. People and zombies alike streamed out of the train station, and lightning struck the building causing an explosion.

My hand was torn or bitten off. Determined to not become a zombie, the couple and I suddenly appeared in a room. They amputated part of my arm in hopes that the zombie infection would not spread. “Cauterize the wound” the woman declared while stretching and cutting my skin. My skin was peach-colored and transparent.

1. I used the nose plug RC out of habit, and realized I was dreaming. I stared at the ground, I was in my old house. I noticed the dream was becoming more vivid and clear when I was examining the carpet. While staring at the ground trying to stabilize, I decided to crawl on the ground. Then I woke up.

2. Later that morning, I got lucid again! I didn’t RC this time, I think I realized I was dreaming as soon as I was in the dream. It was already relatively stable. There were plastic bags on my hands, so I thought, “I’m dreaming. I should be able to rip these bags off!” So I tore the bag on my left hand, then my right. I looked at the bag on my left hand, and it had grown. There was a much smaller hole in the left bag than what I made. The bag on the right hand was completely undamaged. I gave up and stared at my hands to stabilize. There were tiny air bubbles all over my palms, as if the gloves were filled with water. I might have tried to get the gloves off again, and then I lost lucidity.

I was in DV IRC, I started talking about Katamari. I saw only the text and a sort of screen, nothing else. As my thoughts became more focused on Katamari, the theme song started playing in my head or in the dream itself. I suddenly heard my father and a friend of mine talking downstairs. I was confused, why would my friend be at my house so early in the morning?

I used the nose plug RC four times to be absolutely certain I was dreaming, my friend's voice sounded so clear and real. Once I was satisfied, my next thought was: I need to stabilize. I remembered that visualizing stabilization doesn't work if I'm dreaming, so I moved my hands and started rubbing them together.

That friction felt too real. I RCed again, and I was awake. I had rubbed my real hands together.

Yet again I can't remember what made me RC. I suspect I RCed out of habit, I don't remember the beginning of the dream at all either. I just suddenly remember using the nose plug and becoming lucid. It was dark again, and I had to use the nose plug twice. I didn't feel anything the first time, did it again and felt the air running through my nostrils. I was yet again concerned about moving my real body instead of my dream body. I think I tried to visualize my body moving initially instead of actually moving. I woke up quickly.

My fiancée and I visited my sister’s apartment. She was living with her boyfriend, J. J went back to the freezer, which was located in the bathroom. J stated that there was a large ice penis sculpture that had appeared in the freezer. Intrigued, I investigated. Their bathroom was larger than the rest of their apartment, with multiple rooms, many stalls, urinals, and squat toilets.

Everyone followed me into the bathroom, and J sat down on a squat toilet. He took a plastic skull, and instructed us how to use the squat toilet. Water was shooting up from the toilet, so he used the skull to shovel water over the crotch of his pants. He instructed the men to put their penises into the water-filled skulls when they peed. Someone ate one of the plastic skulls during the demonstration.

When we all vacated the bathroom, a young lady was kidnapped and brought to the tope of the apartment building. A couple of my friends pursued the kidnappers. These people abducted women, put masks on them, and offered them to a monster. This female monster was tricked into believing that these female humans were the male mates to the monster. Somehow the monster reproduced, and gave birth to three male offspring.

It was recommended to me to have a second spinal fusion. I went along with it because I thought it would help. I was in first grade, but I was around 18 years old—as were all the other students.

Despite just having surgery, I was not experiencing any pain. I was hardly participating in the class, and considered using my recent surgery as an excuse. As class went on, my level of discomfort and pain increased. I was about to leave the class when my fiancée showed up. She hugged me from behind, and became extremely irritable and scolded her for touching my back. She hugged me again more gently, but still touched my back, thus causing me pain. We hung out in the classroom, no longer paying attention to the teacher. We rummaged around the teacher’s desk, and asked the teacher if she had an audio jack in her computer. I decided to introduce my fiancée to my teacher, but forgot her name. Mrs. White introduced herself instead. Yet again my back was in great pain.

During lunch, a colleague of Mrs. White’s visited the classroom, and performed some magic. He took several objects, and summoned the same objects from the past. For example, if the object was created in 2000, he would have summoned it from 2000, when it was brand new.

The scene changed, and I was the passenger in a car. The pain was overwhelming. I laid down as best I could in the back seat, resting my head on my fiancée’s lap. I was almost crying from the pain by the end of the dream.

My parents and I were going on vacation to Alaska. A man—a guide presumably—was planning our Alaska trip, but he was not a professional. Then my dream replaced the trip to Alaska with China. We were in a park with a lot of water or fountains. My dad and the guide were walking ahead, leaving a small girl behind—a female relative, I assumed she was my sister or cousin. She was left behind because, though she might have been full of energy at that moment, she’d be too slow or tire out quickly later on. I picked her up and carried her with us, but carrying her around was rather uncomfortable for me.

We were supposed to go to Star River in China, but we went to Star River on the moon instead. We could breathe on the moon, which confused us. We saw astronauts in space suits, and a pile of poop. I poked it before realizing it was poop. The river was dried up, and had been dried up for years, but the erosion was still etched into the moon’s surface. The guide had intentionally misled us there. Other tours were led to the moon’s Star River instead of China’s Star River, it was a tactic used to waste time. We were disappointed that we were not at China’s Star River. We went back to China, and waited for our turn to take a tour of Star River. We waited in a cafeteria.


Interpretation
The moon, Alaska and poop (it looked like my duck’s poop, which I have seen an awful lot of these past few weeks) were all residue from the day before. The little girl might have represented my mother--after all, she was only there when I did not see my mom. My mother is often left out of international travel plans because of her pain and movement issues. My father, sister and I went to China in March without inviting my mother, realizing that she’d be incapable of walking so much. She was rather depressed the week that we were gone, and I’ve felt bad about it ever since. I sometimes view my mother as a child: incapable of managing on her own anymore. I also need a lot of patience with her, like I would with someone younger. I have been offering to help her more at my inconvenience because I know she can’t manage on her own. I also try to protect her from my sisters’ judgements about her, even though my mom drives me crazy too.

I was standing in my bedroom. The lighting was very dim and yellow, almost like what you would see cast off a small fire. I remembered that lights and colors were subdued in my dreams, and became lucid. I don't think I did any RCs, I skipped to trying to stabilize the dream. My dream body felt like my real body, so I was initially concerned about moving or speaking with my physical body. I first rubbed my hands together, but I didn't feel or notice anything. I chanted, "Lucidity now!" a number of times, increasing the volume of my voice to try to force the dream to become more clear. I should have chanted something about vividness instead.

I think the dream was still dim and vague, I don't remember much about it anyway. I summoned a mirror to try to complete TOTM. I think I expanded the size of it. I tried pushing myself into the mirror, imagining my fiancee on the other side. I tried to imagine the mirror's cold touch as I went through it. I don't remember anything after that. Seems I didn't stabilize my dream well enough!

I visited the guest bedrooms in my house and found some young girls in there (cousins?). They had hidden away a good dozen or so friends of theirs who had run away from home. The girls were hiding in storage space. They begged me to not tell anyone. A couple of teenage boys appeared and they began to harm the girls in the room. Suddenly civil war broke out. I stepped outside and fishing hooks were being thrown around. I was pierced by fishing hooks twice while walking.

POV left my body and entered the house again. A lady in my house was told to rape a man. She didn't seem too bothered by it, but while having sex with him, she saw a premonition of her future daughter dying at a young age--the daughter she saw was conceived during the rape. She sobbed and yelled "My daughter is dead" while holding onto the face of the man she was forced to have sex with. The man had already died.

The dream moves on to a caretaker and the child she is raising. These women are starving. The caretaker gave chunks of her own flesh to ants, making the ants grow big and fat. She told her ward to take the ants and flee the house--the ants were to serve as food during the young lady's travels. The young lady does not wish to leave, but the caretaker yells at her, so the young lady escapes.

The dream moves on to a group of men and a woman. They have been assigned the task of hunting down a man who has fled the house. This man has caught the gay disease. One man leads the others, trying to convince everyone and himself that being gay is not contagious. He does a poor job of convincing his group. Once they leave the house, they come across a flooded building with floating corpses. A few floors up, and there are sex/groping vending machines. They encounter the girl in the group, and while she is distracted by the sex machines, another man comes up behind her and has sex with her. The girl looks at the man and exclaims "Wow, you're really big." The man replies in a deep Batman voice, "Don't tell the Japanese." Apparently he did not want the Japanese to be jealous of him.

My grandmother allowed my sisters and I to stay at her house and watch TV until her favorite shows came on. Ten minutes before her favorite show airs, we pile into her car and she takes us to a hospital. We didn't go inside, we just walked around the grounds. The hospital looked like my old house, and the hospital was next to Barry Street. Barry is my father's name. I was extremely confused for a moment in the dream.

On the hospital grounds an old man was performing a marriage ceremony for two cats. We met up with my parents. My sisters decided to go into my grandmom's car, and I my parents'. I realized in the car that my sisters were being driven straight home, while my parents were going out to Lowe's. Inconvenient, since I had to pee.

I have no idea how I became lucid. I did the noseplug, and that was successful the first try. By that point it was very dark, I thought maybe I had woken up. I tried imaging myself rubbing my hands together—nothing. I was afraid of moving my real body or fully waking up. I decided to move what I thought was my real hands, and rather than feeling friction, they felt tingly. I was still dreaming. I stared at my palms, and I managed to stabilize my dream a little. I then counted my fingers, and there was an extra on my left hand.

I remember also reading text as an RC. I was on a crowded bus; someone had hairy lumps on his chest/chin. I don’t remember what device I was reading off of, but when I glanced at it a second and third time, the sentence that initially made sense turned into nonsense. I decided to float out of the roof of the bus.

I also decided to crawl around the place, it helped a little in stabilizing my dream more. I felt a little bit of sensation on my limbs, but not as much as I would expect. I had to focus on how everything feels in order to feel any sensation.

So I decided to do some metal bending. I did it simply with thought, and don’t do any cool moves with it, so it was not as exciting as I thought it would be. I decided then to fly. I sprouted wings and took off. I couldn’t feel my wings, and had to focus on their movements if I wanted to feel them at all. I felt no air movement while I was flying. I flew around a fort, and I saw some monster decoration on the ground. I saw two other men flying with bows and arrows. I began following one, but then realized that I could summon my fiancé! I saw a portal next to me and threw myself into it, tumbling. I was in darkness again, and rather than stabilizing I decided to wake up.

Most of the details from the dream are fuzzy now.

I was in school, and I had the same science class as two of my friends. My female friend tried to seduce me in my room, but she was only doing it to use me. She was very tempting, but I shied away from her offer. Then someone else accused me of having feelings toward a male friend, even though I'm engaged. I wasn't quite sure how to handle that situation; the accusation was true, but I didn't like him enough to consider ending my current relationship. The accusation was a waste of breath.

I went to my science class, and in the middle of the lecture, the teacher began discussing lucid dreaming. Even his powerpoint slides had LD pictures. I notice how focused the teacher and the projector screen are on lucid dreams, and I am immediately suspicious. I become a little anxious--I think I was concerned that I would miss an opportunity to become lucid--and plug my nose. I can't tell if it had worked or not; I might have been able to breathe through my nose, but my nose didn't feel anything. The previous time, I distinctly felt the air in my nose. I make sure my mouth is closed, and I try the nose plug again, and I feel the air flowing through my nose.

My alarm goes off. I miss my chance to become lucid.

I went to my fiancé's family's house, and they had a Korean horse. I used to horseback ride when I was young, so I took the horse out and hopped on it. It wasn't wearing a saddle, it only had a bridle and no reins. I was comfortable when the horse was trotting, but then it began galloping. I tried to make the horse stop with commands and by pulling on the mane, but the horse was having none of that. The horse leaped up into the air. It jumped much higher than any of the houses or powerlines. I clutched onto the mane, hoping to stay on the horse. The horse continued jumping several more times, and time seemed to slow down when we were high in the sky. Eventually the horse was satisfied and I scrambled off of it.

My fiancé suddenly had a little sister, and she was having her first period. She was very uncomfortable. Her father was trying to hand her a tampon, and I told him that a pad would probably be better to use in the beginning. The father and sister left to go work out the pad issue, and I saw my pet pig, Hamlet, in the house. Hamlet had been transported all the way to Australia for me! He was contained in a ferret playpen. Hamlet seemed to have mixed feelings about seeing me, I'd try to pet him but he kept nipping at my fingertips.

I started reading a book, and it documented conversations between my fiancé's little sister, and the little sister's real life older sister. First they were discussing periods. Then the real older sister brought up lucid dreams out of the blue and related it to periods.

1.
Something about a fluffy/fuzzy kitten. It was tiny. I was in a cabin with friends.

2.
I remember most of what I did in this dream, but I don’t remember any of the transitions. First I was in my room in the old house picking out clothes. Then I was at school, changing into the clothes. Another guy was taking photos and was in the room with me while I was changing. He declared that he had a boyfriend, so he didn’t want to see me change and turned around. Good to know, I didn’t want him seeing me naked either. I tweezed some hair off my chest while changing.

Then I was back in my old house again. Some friends were in the dining room. One was from my first dream. I walked up to him and exclaimed “YOU! I had a dream about you last night!” That sounded creepy. “…Well, you were IN my dream, I didn’t have one just about you….” I informed him about the cat, and he told me “I’m a dog person.” Good to know.

I went outside and there were ducks and geese all over the place. There were also duck heads laying on the ground. I couldn’t initially tell if they were dead or not. It didn’t quite click that a bodiless bird/animal could not possibly be alive. My sister led me around a corner so we could find some worms. She found a suitable pair of worms, with a line of goo connecting the two. They were initially small and bumpy. My sister handed me one of the worms and told me to squeeze the worm gently. The worm was suddenly as thick as my hand, and I squeezed. Poop erupted out of my sister’s worm, and an instant later my own worm. There was more fecal matter than worm. My sister declared, “I win!” Indeed she had. Her worm exploded poop the fastest, and created more poop than my worm.

3?
So I woke up for WBTB and wanted to try WILD, but had a lot of difficulty falling asleep after that. My mind began to wander. I was with a friend, Dani, and she was drawing while sitting on the floor. There was a mirror reflecting her. I stared at Dani and the reflection in the mirror. They were not exact. I stared a little longer. …There was no mirror! There were two Danis. I silently deduced, “This isn’t real.” I walked over to the original Dani and grabbed her scalp with my right hand. It seemed logical at the time. I think I decided to plug my nose with my left hand too? My head suddenly felt like it was spinning very quickly and I became very dizzy. I became more aware that I was in bed.
It felt more like an elaborate daydream than a lucid dream, or maybe a mix between the two. I also didn’t physically feel anything—clothing, Dani’s head, my body. The only thing I felt was the spinning/dizzy sensation at the very end.