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I slept in really late. At one point I tried to check the time on my phone, but my left eye wouldn't open, and the phone screen was senseless garble. I'm dreaming!

I get up with the surgery task on my mind since I thought about it last night. I go to the bathroom so I can see in the mirror. I brought my phone with me and the time says 6:58. then i look away and back and it said 6:49, then i looked away and back again and it said "9:69 (really)". like it truly said "really" after the time lol! anyway, The only tool I can find is a dentist pick. I lift up my shirt and start to make an incision but it hurts lol! I say out loud, "I can't do this!" But I just think fuckit, and tear a line down my abdomen, which was nothing more than a deep scratch and no blood. It hurt a bit but not like an actual incision. I set down the tool and put each hand on either side of the scratch, and pull outward. The skin splits perfectly and I'm staring at my rib cage and a bunch of organs that look like steaks! I select one that kinda looks like a stomach and remove it. It wasnt connected to anything, and no blood. I set it on the sink, and it just looks like a sirloin steak lol. Then I look at my reflection and there's a ZIPPER no lie, where the incision is. So I just zip my skin up and I'm fine.

Sometimes I think my subC is too cartoony and keystone cop for these gory tasks :p

I'm walking home after a storm, a few trees and power lines have been knocked down. But there are also a lot of trees that look as if they were cut down, and I'm thinking it's as if the town tried to get into the woods to clean up something after the storm, and they simply cut down anything in their way.

I have to walk over a downed power line to get to my property, I stop at the mailbox, and as I pick up the newspaper I/Quincey think about Mina and how calm and still she's been, and I think - in words, as if this were something I was writing out - "that's when you really have to stay with people. But I couldn't."

Mina's sitting on the sofa, perfectly straight and upright and with her hands folded in her lap, and when I drop the newspaper beside her she doesn't move, only smiles a little. I'm reluctant to disturb her further but there's something I have to show her, something I've learned about the way we think, her and I and anyone else caught in this transition; it will upset her, but all information we can gain from our condition is something that can be used as a weapon. I fetch a white sheet and silver hand mirror and I shove them at her, apologizing as I do so; I hold the sheet up behind her and ask her to take up the mirror. I/the dreamer as disembodied observer wonder what I/Quincey am planning to show her with those - surely not just our lack of reflection, that can't be new information. No, I/Quincey am thinking something about pattern or texture.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

A man who's risen to political or religious power - either way, a man who's gained sway over a small community, virtually overnight. His collaborator is disgusted with him.

A girl yells after Freddy Krueger as he's forced by something else to retreat into the woods, "You're a real (some insult)!"

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I wake up sitting in a chair in a hospital waiting room, I note the time as "sometime between 2300 and 0800." I had a friend do an autopsy on a case I'm working, off the record. The victim had a demon eye transplant in his forehead, and sometimes those things go bad. But my friend at the hospital found no more than the usual amount of decay around the eye. I'm looking out the window at the billboards you can see around the city, there's one with an image of a guy with a demon eye, another one directly across from the hospital with a picture of a woman on it, and I'm wondering exactly how large these things are in terms of a percentage of your field of vision; most of the time I hardly consciously notice them, but how much of an impact are they really having on people? I'm remembering a line from a book, about a woman who'd just arrived in the modern age and was pleased by the sense of desire everywhere. (Accurately remembered line, the book was Clive Barker's Weaveworld.)

The zombie boy from the American Horror Story series is sitting on the floor, focusing on the burnt, hollowed-out eye sockets of his rapist's body. He fits the head back into place, then looks up at the witch girl who brought him back to life, who looks sickened, and he says, cheerfully, "Doctor!", like he's calling her to go to work and pull off another resurrection.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

A young woman sitting with a book is talking to another woman sitting in a curtained bed, saying "Gonna wave you in. Stop me if (something)." The one in bed acknowledges this, and the one with the book passes her hand over the other woman's face, then starts reading a series of words from the book that sound random to me - "If, old, some..." As she speaks, the one in bed gets purple-tinted flashes of another person/place, too brief to make out anything but getting longer and more stable with every word spoken from the book.

I'm standing at a crossroads of a low-income neighborhood out on the edge of the city, reading a sign that says Cheese Road (or Lane or Street or something), and pleased to have found the place from that vision in the last scene. A car drives up to the stop sign very slowly, I find it suspicious, but it drives off in the other direction.

NON-DREAM
NORMAL DREAM

Dream Fragment:
I was going to an entertainment park (like DisneyLand) with my family and friends. Suddenly there is a wife and husband with a big black animal that looks like a dog walking after us. The "dog" approached me and it bit my fingers. However, I felt no pain. I asked them "Is this a dog?" - They answered "No, it is a aniki" (it sounds like "aniki" I am not sure how to write it). Somehow I got the idea that it was not a dog but a type of wolf. I wondered that wolves were not allowed in this entertainment park. Something happened in the middle of the story........ And then we all saw that the wolf was attacking people. We all ran away from it, hiding from it. Me and my mom was hiding behind some washroom's door. I was talking to her, and then I realized my finger (which was bit by the wolf) was bleeding hard. My nail was taken off half way, my index finger was cut in half (because of the bite).... And it felt somehow hurt.... Then me and my mom moved to another place (still hiding) ... We could see the wolf attacking people from that position (but they all ran away).... I wondered if we could run from here and not letting the wolf know that we were hiding from it. Then suddenly someone told us to just run, it wouldn't see us.... Then we ran away to our best... I noticed that my index finger felt so numb now, I could not feel it anymore or felt like blood had stuck there .....

Then I woke up and saw I was lieing on my .....index finger and that was why it felt numb (real numb) LOL


Dream Fragment:
We were in a house, looked like an old mansion from the 1800s.... I was packing clothes and stuffs and got ready to move out with Tina... Then she said she wanna take a bath and went out of the room. I wondered where the bath was and followed her. She was in a round bathtub now. I saw a kid in black - that kid was a girl, short hair, and her back was facing me. I asked Tina "Who is this little girl?". And then Tina replied "WHO?". I said "This kid here". She said "Which kid? I didn't see any"... Then I suddenly realized that that kid was in fact a ghost. I told to Tina "She is a ghost. We need to get out of this house asap". The kid turned her face to me and said somehow like "How are you?". To my surprise I answered her "I'm good thanks". LOL, I was a bit scared at first but not anymore. The kid went outside. I held Tina's hand and ran all the way up to our room (which was upstair). I told her "In fact I saw her (the kid) and some other kids when we were packing already. But I thought they were your friends or neighbours so I didn't ask. But then she followed you into the bathroom. I have no idea what she was doing there so I ask you." - And this is true. I remembered seeing the kids when we were packing before Tina went to the bathroom but I didn't care for, although I somehow had a feeling that I was seeing ghost instead. Then I heard the kids' laughters (the ghosts). Something happened..... faded.....


Now I was still at the haunted mansion. I was taking off the shoes. There was a huge shoes self there in the mansion. And I took one pair out of the shelf to wear.... When I read at the bottom of the shoes it said somehow like the shoes were made in the 1500s.... belong to somebody who had already died....

Dream faded...

But in the end, this one wasn't a nightmare to me because I didn't feel so scared or anything like that

In this nightmare my best friend's kids were my kids, so instead of having my two boys, I had a 7 year old son and a two year old daughter. My father and stepmother were visiting or rather it appeared both we and them were staying at a big hotel. And it seemed that both my husband and I had trouble keeping track of our kids, multiple times in the dream one of us thought the kids were with the other while the other thought they were with one. At the end of the dream, my daughter went missing, and I knew I would never see her again, and I knew it was my fault because of how negligent a parent I was, and it appeared that my father and stepmother were mostly in this dream to witness that. Though at one point I also saw my stepmother sprawled across my father in a way that was indecent for in public, while they were sitting on a bench outside, so there was this awkward moment there too.

I am in my high school getting ready for a field trip to the beach like if it was a spring break party happening and I am with my friends Max, Kyle, and Alex from my english course in high school. I remember telling Alex to get some "stuff" while down at the beach and if he knew where to get it and he kept mentioning this alley which I had no idea where it was but I gave him the money any ways and he was ready to buy the "stuff". When everyone is waiting outside of school we see the bus coming and everyone jumps abroad to get the best seats and the bus driver I remember was a big brown-skinned women who look very similar to my previous bus driver was driving the bus and when we were nearing the highway she took a ramp that was extremely narrow and got onto the highway without even stopping and looking both ways which I know bus drivers are crazy but this was the hardest right turn onto the highway I have ever taken. Once we hit the highway the bus driver screams out two random words like the name of the bus or something like that. Once we get to the place I remember that my friends part to the beach and I meet up with my dad and his brother Franco who was waiting for me to go eat at a restaurant but we were still waiting for my mother to arrive who usually tends to be late. I remember seeing this really tall guy whose name was Sebastian and looked like a guy from my gym who I really dont have a lot of contact with at all. Once we were heading to the restaurant my dad calls my mom who I speak with and ask her where shes by and she says barely leaving or entering the airplane not sure which one but I know that it was like a ridiculously amount of time before she would arrive and everyone got pissed off and went there separate ways. Once that happens I remember I was walking through this hotel and my mom shows up randomly because she loves surprising people and we stayed in this hotel room which she didnt want me to leave. But then I started speaking with her about this being my only vacation and that I was mad bored and she gave me permission to leave the hotel room. Once I left the hotel room I remember I saw Cynthia one of my close friends sitting on a bench once I saw her I freaked out because I wanted to do some "stuff" so I but on my sunglasses, hod-die, and earphones on and kept my phone in my pocket so she couldnt tell it was me. Then I saw my friend Alex who had the "stuff" and I told him to pass it as quickly as possible because it was about 1 inch thick and locked and loaded as never before seen. I got blasted really quick in front of this bench which was overlooking the beach where only black people were in the water which I asked a DC why are they only blacks in the water to which the DC responds no idea but then others started going in shortly after I questioned it. I also start flirting with these two girls that show up and I lay down on one of the girls laps who have her legs crossed and then start talking my game which then the other girl gets really freaky and then I said lets go rent a hotel room since I had a credit card but the girls were denying it and I kept trying to sneak it in to see if they notice but they wouldnt budge but I was happy with the sufficient freakyness. Then this girl comes up to me and asks that I havent bought her a drink yet and then I said we could fix that and then I woke up.

10/25* planning some event with wifes family and they're saying no guns allowed at the event we don't want people poking into each other with their guns. Odd! And then some Latin phrase that seems to have 3 words and one of the words seems to indicate Chinese as in nationality. After getting up to go to the bathroom my plan is only to go straight back to sleep maybe put a few quick thoughts in my head...it's a work night. I don't get right back to sleep so I decide I might as well get up and do a quick WBTB. When I lay back down I do my variation on the SSILD cycles. Eventually start to doze off and regain full awareness with strong vibrations and I can feel that they are strong enough to transition so I start thinking about the scene I would like to try to come into. At first I think a nice green meadow but then I remember my goal to fly up into space and look back down at the earth so I decide nighttime scene might be better so I can look up at the night sky. I end up in a fuzzy nighttime scene with lots of trees around odd looking trees. I start to detect my congestion from waking life and start to feel like I'm having trouble breathing or swallowing and it seems like I wake up and then re-enter the dream without any lucidity!! How?? The congestion took breathing/swallowing took me that far off course? I examine the trees and start to wonder why they are intertwined the way they are. It seems as if someone is wrapping something like vines or reeds together intertwining them so they grow together that way. A DC tells me its the same material they use for those dividers like a much thinner version of bamboo. There are also these large chalky deposits that come up out of the ground several stories tall and it seems like the deposit is something that would be mined. I wake up and realize I lost an opportunity. At this point I just want to sleep, I roll over and go to sleep and remember some fragment about having to choose between two different items.

non lucid
*I gave a ride to my step cousins in this non existence truck.
*Gave money an old asian man that I seemed to owe him.
*My ex girlfriend said everyday she thinks about marrying me.
*Riding in a low rider car in downtown dallas.

lucid
*I was at the pool area interested in finding a blonde girl. I saw this beautiful girl in a hot tub then she turned into my girlfriend. I walked away and asked a little kid a questions but I forgot what, he said he didn't want to respond. I smiled thinking wow this is a good kid.

Morning of October 25, 2013. Friday.



This lucid “full-body” experience starts by entering a hypnagogic portal (after about three hours of being in “state”). I keep hearing music that I am fairly certain has not been recorded, somewhat like old-school dub reggae, but more modern - the fact that we have the fan on near our bed in real life adds greatly to this state because of the level of white noise and the ambient “masking” effect. It does not seem to be a track I have worked on regarding my real-life work. There are no stronger (involuntary telepathic) vocal pulses by this point except maybe a few meandering “orphan” ones from somewhere in the neighborhood that do not relate to me or my focus (I get far less than I did years ago at any rate - it takes time). It is very hard to sleep without the environmental noises being filtered to at least some extent and it also helps when being in deep state - as if it is “too quiet” - the slightest sound (even a leaf falling outside) causes extreme physical pain (or at least the seeming experience of such), almost like my skin being torn away.

One of the scenes from the first Rascals dream on here was not included but I will include it here with this entry. When we leave the mansion on King Street and start to walk out to engage in our adventure, I check my head and find I am wearing a baseball cap. This makes me extraordinarily angry and I immediately change it into a darker-colored cowboy hat with a Montana crease before anyone notices my “blunder”.

This other related dream reminds me very slightly of a few dreams I had many years ago. I was the one in “training” (with my fifth grade class) though (not the fictional Pearl as in this one). I was sort of running and leaping into the air in an attempt to fly but I kept crashing to the ground quite heavily. Over time, I learned that in dreams, at least for me, I can just let myself rise - as if there was no gravity. In many such dreams I had been in a diagonal (or even a standing) position rather than the strictly “Superman-like” way of flying, which I never particularly cared for.

Meanwhile, prior to the action, there is a part of the Key I want to enhance the workings of. I want to more precisely work out the entropy rate of its potential continuity to get “answers” in a quicker, more viable fashion. In the past, I used dividing sources that were written years ago. I later began to understand it had to be a newer, “present” written source such as a fresh entry on a dream journal (or several different entries for integration) or a recent set of news articles - or the answers would be from “another time” so to speak. I try to do the algorithm in my head which I am sometimes able to do after going over it several times. I know from one source table that the “apex” letter E represents 12.7 percent and bottom value Z represents only point one (0.1) percent. This means that the entropy rate is very high, but not high enough to prevent the answer forming coherently from the so-called Akashic records (although this may not be a good term to use considering all the nonsensical misinformation in the mainstream).

I am “awakened” (in-dream) by Eddie K, who is apparently teaching Pearl how to use the knowledge of the conscious mind to work at deeper levels of consciousness. I reflect on the irony. Most people in life use their dreams to enhance reality, when people such as myself use reality to enhance dreams! What an intriguing giggle for humanity’s sake! I almost start laughing too hard, which causes me to shift my awareness.

Pearl is trying to work in a similar manner as I have in the past, using a pure, viable knowledge of phasing and thought interpolation. She has the task of causing two walls to interpolate with polarity reversal so that both walls disappear (as with the construct of identical sound waves with one inverted over the other at the same time and placement) and instead, when the walls come together, they create a new wall in the target location with a perfect checkerboard pattern (instead of completely phasing out) and Eddie keeps laughing.

Suddenly, unrelated to the scene, there is a breakthrough idea when I catch a bit of thought interpolation between pulses of the dream-related energy. Recently I was going to write about a new trend - regarding why I have been seeing maize flour, yeast, and similar (including the recent dream with the supposed larger cloud of fingerprinting powder and the Etch-a-Sketch-like powder on the floor) in several of my recent dreams. I “catch” a sound pulse forming the term “healing powder” (instead of the phrase “healing power”)! I then suddenly am aware (although I have always known this - but not with this particular transition) of how the mind changes the meaning of affirmations, perhaps through unintended entropy - which dreams do quite often. (For example, when I was much younger - the sound pulse “girls” - without viable photo projection involved - often triggered shorter lucid dreams where squirrels appeared instead - kind of hilarious in a pitiful sort of way.)

Pearl is “trying to get it”.

“You need to meditate on ZERO PAIRS and related concepts for a few hours,” says Eddie. I can almost see her mind at work. She is thinking of a positive five and a negative five, and bringing them together (the negative five on her left, the positive five on her right, looking ahead and seeing a big fat “goose-egg” floating in the air).

“Start with black and white to gray,” says Eddie, “It’s easier. Black to your left, white to your right…now look forward and see gray…” Pearl fades out completely and doesn’t come back. Eddie K rolls his eyes with arms akimbo…“Quiet delight…benchmark…”

After a 10 day dry spell, I suddenly remembered lots from my dreams last night, which has made me more hopeful for future endeavors. Good amounts of detail remembered from these two dreams.
The first thing I can recall doing in this dream is attending a class at school. It looked similar to my science class from middle school. I met a girl there who I quickly became friends with, though I can't remember anything she said. She had long brown hair and was, unlike a lot of the girls around her, wearing no makeup.
The girl and I walked down the school hallway, which also looked like my middle school. We heard a stern voice and looked over to see my high school Japanese teacher yelling at some students for not following the rules and listening to him. The girl and I then attended a version of my middle school English class, except that it was much bigger and more surreal-looking. They were handing out applications for college that let you skip a year and then take a two year course.
Naturally, I went to go grab a paper, but when I got up there all the papers were buried underneath heavy books and I couldn't get them off. As I was struggling, a kid I know told me to sit down because I was taking too long.
This next dream was a continuation of the previous dream, I think. If it was a different dream, it didn't feel like it.
I was outside now, this time at a warped version of my old day care. There were multiple cats walking around, mewing and staring at me. I saw my luggage opened up and arranged neatly on a nearby brick wall (I'm on vacation in real life right now). I explored a little and discovered a small tube with the top part of it cut off. Somehow I determined that I had to fill the tube with water to raise a nearby chain and cut the chain to get a prize. Sadly, I don't recall what the prize was. I also noticed a white cat with orange and black spots hanging out near this area, and I tried to pet it, but it ran off.
I then noticed a small toy on the ground. Picking it up, it turned out to be a Boo from Mario, except it was Blue in color. I opened it up and discovered small boo candies inside of it. this reminded me of a toy I have in real life that looks like a Mario mushroom and has mushroom candies in it. I sat down and looked at the candies, but then noticed four hunters with long beards, laughing and walking by. They glanced over at me.
"Hello!" one said, raising his gun.
"Sup," I said simply. They laughed and started walking away. "Have fun!!" I yelled. They laughed at that too and kept walking. They gave me a creeped out feeling. I woke up and was going to stay up, but fell asleep for a few minutes and had a little dream that I remembered upon waking.
I walked downstairs in the rental house we're staying at right now, and the guy who owned it and his kids were talking with my grandpa and laughing. I walked out to the porch, where my mom and dad were swinging. "He seems nice," mom said.
"What're we all doing right now?" I asked.
"Hanging out with you all!" dad exclaimed. And then I awoke. Not terribly interesting, but it's something!
Thankfully, this dry spell broke~

Dream recall from today's WBTB/naps, had difficult time falling asleep but still got lucid in the end.

Dream 1(fragments):

Something about dragons and barriers.

Dream 2:

I still "can't" fall asleep but then i realize that room is different, in fact it's different room of my home, i go around and stabilize, then i go on all four and find some midget who asks if i need help, i ask him about dragon form but he just goes away, i end up going around rooms and finding a distorted mirror, near which i find him again, i ask again but he still doesn"t responds, i think about going outside but dream fades.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing some game that was like resident evil made on doom engine, it was coop and we were defending some house.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was in some kind of magic school place and everyone had some kind of mini-computers, then i was talking to someone.

Dream 3(fragments):

I was playing some difficult 2D platformer and there were spikes and traps everywhere. I had ability to dash horizontally though and used it to avoid them.

Dream 4(fragments):

I was watching someone play a game that looked like resident evil 4 mercenaries mode.

Dream 5(fragments):

I was using some editor and making mountains with snow and a river through them, it became more steep than i wanted to and i was testing it a few times.

One dream and two fragments...

Dream:

I was watching HIMYM. Then, at the end of the episode, they announced that Alyson Hannigan was coming to Brazil. I got really excited, since she was Willow from Buffy and I'm a HUUUGEEE Buffy fan! I decided that I had to go and find her, so I left my house (which was NOT my house). As soon as I left the house, I wasn't me anymore, I was Alyson Hannigan.

Alyson-me was on the airplane and I was thinking that Brazil seems interesting. Then I realised I couldn't speak Portuguese and I freaked out a little. I sent a message to Alexis Denisof (Alyson's husband), saying that I was a little worried about the language. I don't remember texting him, but I know I did it, as I was holding my phone.

When I looked away from my phone, I was on a street. I saw a cute little store, so I went there and asked to see some clothes. The people there didn't understand me and I got frustrated. I left and got into a nice café. I sat down and I was back being me again. I looked in front of me and a friend of mine from NZ was there. We used to work together in real life, but now she's back to NZ. In my dream, however, she was famous.

My cousin joined us and we were having a good time, telling our Kiwi friend that she had to come back to Brazil instead of being famous and going to VMA (it was a joke).

Fragment 1:

I was part of this special team, we had a spaceship and we were trying to find the evil aliens to kill them

Fragment 2:

I was looking for a book on what we think about when we're dreaming.

Something was taped to an overhead lamp on the ceiling, obscuring the light. As I was removing it, I remember thinking that the scouts did it.

I was sparring with my old jujitsu partner.
I won

I decided to make a dreaming forecast. Every time when i LDing describe a weather.

I woke up and my son said something to me. Stop. He must be in school. He's just call me. Count fingers, went through the wall to the street. Noticed, that the weather is fine, sun and so on. Like in real. I decided to find a dragon and went to the coner, but soon woke up.

I was in my bed. Count fingers, went through the window to the street, flew to te sea to find dragons. There were waves. i woke again.

I was in bed. Count fingers. went through a wall and flew, but not to the sea - in the other side. There was a supermarket, but it looked like a circus. i thought that there i could find a dragon. i landed and went to the door and awoke.