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    1. Ninja with a Crowbar

      by , 10-07-2019 at 07:13 AM
      Morning of October 6, 2019. Sunday.

      Dream #: 19,284-04. Reading time: 1 min 40 sec.

      Induction: I am sitting in an armchair wearing headphones in an unknown residence. The room is not well-lit. I listen to various vocal sounds on a tape playing in a cassette deck to my left, some that are partial affirmations related to dreaming, though there is the usual gibberish. I do not maintain full dream state awareness (though my perception remains instinctual, as the processes are the same, lucid or not).

      I see many maidenhair ferns in small plant pots. It is a beautiful tranquil sight. I feel I am where I should be. I notice it now seems to be late morning.

      Wall mediation with a vestibular precursor: I see a shadow at the glass-paneled door. It seems to be an uninvited ninja who has a crowbar that soon emerges between the door and door frame. I suspect this may relate to the cassette I am listening to, so I pull the jack from the cassette deck and remove my headphones. As I do, the door makes a light shutting sound, and there is no ninja. (Pulling a jack from a stereo is the opposite of what I typically do in dreams to vivify and sustain cortical arousal. In addition to a typical preconscious personification, the ninja is a vestibular simulacrum, which transitions into flight autosymbolism in the next scene.)

      More wall mediation and vestibular processing: I turn about to see a winter forest setting beyond an open wall. I enjoy the beauty of the scene as the snowflakes strike my face. The time has changed again, and it now seems early evening. A jet flies overhead (unrealistically slow). I see its shadow rise on the trunk of a tree, and I lift my arms to mimic the shape. I am unsure if they are searching for the ninja or me. I decide to take to the sky and become one with the jet to gain control of the whole region. (I fly vertically straight up.)

      The tree with the rising shadow of the jet is a process whereby the tree is a representation of how my physical body does not move while I am sleeping. The flight association is the precursor to vestibular arousal. Rather than the drop, I fly up and out of my dream as I have many times since childhood. Vehicles of any kind (including aircraft) are typically a result of the imaginary physicality of the dream state, each having specific nuances and associations with different levels of muscularity and anticipation of the drop.

    2. The UFO and its Leave-taking

      by , 05-23-2018 at 11:23 AM
      Morning of May 23, 2018. Wednesday.

      Dream #: 18,783-02. Reading time (optimized): 1 min 30 sec.

      My dream’s setting is unique and unfamiliar, but its implication is our current home in the late morning. The sky is bright blue with the essence of beauty and peace. I watch a silver 1960s flying saucer. I think it is the transportation of aliens without the recall of what “alien” means. I see it as rare and beautiful, with a cheerful shiny newness, and there is no sense of threat. It hovers in one location for several minutes. There is a soft humming sound that creates a sense of amusement and perfection. I tell Zsuzsanna I will have to get our oldest son to see it. (My dream self’s memory is incomplete as usual, as we have five children, but, other than Zsuzsanna, there is only a recall of our oldest son.) When he comes to see it, a jet is approaching it from the right (though the jet is moving too slowly to be real). Suddenly, the spacecraft is gone. I am somewhat annoyed.

      The scene transitions into higher liminality, mostly undefined, though I am aware of our son on my left. We study an A4-sized photograph that indicates the movement of the UFO. It looks like a linear series of cirrus clouds. Its direction is implied to be from the top to the bottom of the photograph even though there is the ambiguous implication it had been in the center before the image was captured. I think the path of the jet is also defined by another sequence of narrow fuzzy white strokes that curve down to the bottom right (implied to be going in a different direction than the UFO even though it had originally been flying towards it). I am unable to comprehend the significance of the three trails because the one going to the top might be part of the one also going to the bottom (from the center). There may have been two flying saucers near the same area that speedily flew off. I am slightly annoyed about not discerning what had transpired.

      This dreaming experience is primarily an ambiguous combination of static vestibular system associations (still images otherwise implying flight) with the waking transition, mixed with cognition, and an attempt to discern what is otherwise the illusion of the dream state.

      Updated 05-23-2020 at 01:58 PM by 1390

    3. “Frozen” Jet

      by , 09-17-1978 at 03:17 PM
      Morning of September 17, 1978. Sunday.

      Dream #: 4,290-02. Reading time: 55 sec.

      It seems to be late at night or very early in the morning before sunrise. I see the front of my Cubitis home (though I am living in La Crosse at the time in real life) from near the highway. My father is near the southwest corner of the house. After a short time, I see a navy jet (possibly an A-5 Vigilante, though only about half the size or smaller) has somehow stopped in midair so it appears “frozen” at about a forty-five degree (diagonal) angle about eight feet from the ground, close to where my father is standing, though to his left by a few feet. The unfamiliar male pilot starts talking to my father, and they cheerfully converse. The jet hanging in midair does not cause incredulity, but there is a vague, indirect thought of whether there is something wrong about the scene. There is a vague wariness about the jet dropping a bomb, but not in our immediate vicinity. Overall, the scene maintains a positive essence. I get the impression the pilot is asking my father for directions (as people sometimes do from a car) so he may continue his mission. I do not consider how it is going to move from its compromising position near the ground. (I wake while it is still motionless though I get the impression it will return to its usual flight path.)

      Tags: airplane, father, jet