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Afternoon of December 25, 2016. Sunday. (Last clarified and resupplemented on Sunday, 10 September 2017.)



In my dream, as I am lying in our bed as it is located and oriented now in our present home on W Street, and possibly in late morning, there are concerns expressed by others (seemingly unfamiliar people) of whom I am unsure are present in our bedroom or speaking via telepathy from another location (though I do not perceive them as imposers). I falsely remember that we have a pet donkey that lives inside our mattress. I am unsure if he has eaten recently, perhaps not for weeks. The area he is within is possibly locked, and I hear someone asking if the lock is locked. I do not think the donkey is ill, though I am unsure. I get the impression of a cage being inside our mattress (almost as big as our mattress), and within that cage, the supposedly full-sized donkey. Regardless of how absurd and impossible this situation is, it seems logical and serious to my dream self. (This is vaguely similar to my recurring forgotten pet dreams, where I become aware of a pet in my bedroom, usually on the opposite side from the foot of my bed, that I may not have fed in weeks or longer, yet perceiving it may still be alive. The pet is often a guinea pig or rabbit in a cardboard box that is open at the top.)

In an unrelated scene in a more vivid but less detailed setting, an unknown female approaches me in a white martial arts outfit. She kicks me in my stomach (without any discernible motive other than practicing her martial arts) as I am standing (facing south), seemingly in the room where my computer desk is, and I simultaneously wake with the stomach jolt (which mostly only happens when I am sleeping on my side and is not as intense as my hypnopompic back spasm which can happen in any position). It does not hurt and is not even unpleasant, just a spontaneous movement of the abdominal muscles upon waking.

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The meaning of this dream is very obvious to me. It is completely unrelated to waking life regarding any symbolic significance, being primarily rendered around the waking transition as many dreams are. It is yet another incidental rendering of subliminally anticipating the hypnopompic kick though it was a lesser abdominal jolt in this case. Both the donkey and the female practicing martial arts (of whom probably represents Zsuzsanna being in bed with me, though she really does not kick me with a hypnopompic kick when we are sleeping) represent the same potential waking prompt. Incidental associations relate to our son doing martial arts in real life and possibly the “Little Donkey” Christmas carol (though my dream self does not typically have a viable memory of what year it is let alone the date of December 25th in this case).

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Morning of December 25, 2016. Sunday.



I seem to be in a very large unfamiliar room with a high ceiling that seems to be in a large commercial building. However, it is meant to be the inside of a helicopter (though the fact it looks nothing like the inside of a helicopter in any way does not trigger any level of doubt or any type of realization). I am apparently flying in this “helicopter” as a passenger. There are two unfamiliar male pilots (in black pants and white shirts) who mostly remain seated on the opposite side of the room from me. They face toward a wall looking at a number of monitors. At times, they seem to be typing flight instructions on keyboards as they look at the monitors. There is also some communication now and then with air traffic controllers or at least some people on the ground.

The “helicopter” is supposed to be landing somewhere soon, but it is not safe to land anywhere in the area due to a mist that remains at least six feet above the ground and is covering unseen large rocks everywhere in the landscape. Some parts of some rocks protrude upward from the mist. It seems to be part of a canyon or possibly a series of canyons, all with mist and rocks. This puzzles me somewhat but nothing about the situation seems wrong or threatening to me.

One of the pilots, while standing near the desk-like extension from the wall, seems to relate to the other that he could land without hitting a rock though no attempts at landing occur, at least any of which I become directly aware. There is a sense of movement at one point where the room seems to slowly turn in a circle but there is no disorientation or perceived danger on my part. I seem to be lying on my left side at one point though not directly aware of being on a bed. I start to think about the “helicopter” landing on the flat ground between large jagged rocks. I do not feel concerned about anything. The pilots do not address me at any point.

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This dream’s autosymbolic meaning is based on the biological nature of the dream state itself and obviously has nothing to do with waking life, especially as the autosymbolism’s phrasing in hypnopompic disclosure is known. A helicopter (which has been a recurring emergent consciousness factor in my dreams since early childhood), as with vehicles in general, is an autosymbolic extension of my physical body in REM sleep, though with a more defined subliminal discernment of the vestibular system ambiguity that occurs naturally in unconsciousness, than with similar autosymbolic extensions such as a motorcycle. This dream’s autosymbolism was based on a typical unconscious phrasing, “Although I am now sleeping, I am becoming more aware of my real environment and of my physical body, which is operating smoothly”. The jagged rocks are autosymbolic of a vague anticipation of a waking start (hypnopompic kick or other involuntary muscle event), though of which does not occur, and the mist of course is autosymbolism for the dream state itself. This dream has a curious ambiguity of taking the subliminal awareness of being in our bedroom and sustaining it with the typical return flight waking symbolism, a type of RAS mediation which has occurred in at least one dream per regular sleeping period for over fifty years. As I am already in the more defined liminal space of conscious self recognition in passive waking transition, there is no dominant RAS modulation and the pilots of course are RAS personification and the emergence of thinking skills, which typically do not exist in the dream state.

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25.12.2016

(MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I woke up 5 hours into my sleep and stayed up for 30 minutes, went back to sleep. Kept repeating "I will realize I'm dreaming".

At some point I notice I'm sitting in bed. I decide to do a RC. I'm dreaming. I get out of bed and walk downstairs. I go outside and stabilize by sitting on the ground and touching the grass. It is night time. There's a weird, skinny, white cat in my front yard. I decide I want to see Tonka. I look away and look back to where the cat was, and Tonka is lying there. I lie down with him and hug him. He kisses me. His fur and smell are so real. I tell him we miss him and he just wags his tail at me. There's an acoustic guitar playing in the background, it's really soothing.

I have a FA, I do a RC and stabilize. I go outside and start walking around. It's night time still. I think of making it day time using the Ocarina but decide not to afraid it might de-stabilize the dream. I grab a car and start driving somewhere, my mom is in the car and she's scared we just stole a car. I tell her it is all happening in my mind, it's ok.

The dream takes place in an apartment with some old Mount Carmel people like Jippy, Lauren M., Melissa M., etc. Additionally grandma Phelps is randomly there sitting on the same couch as me. She asks me a question but I kind of ignore it and feel really uncomfortable in general at this party. I don't really know anyone there well but decide to wait a little while to leave. One cool thing that happens is that they have a TV that revolves in the wall around with a hidden side for storing jewelry. Eventually I don't want to be there anymore and so I look for a way out. I see an elevator in the apartment and it is made out of glass. There are about 6 Chinese people in the elevator and they are all masturbating which makes me think this is a lucid dream. I perform a finger into hand reality check but it doesn't seem to work. Despite this, I know that I am lucid. I just cannot seem to gain full lucidity. I decide to take the elevator a floor up and explore around. I walk into an office of people where I don't belong and make the whole office not react by using my expectations. I walk around and then leave feeling annoyed that I know I'm lucid but cannot get the reality check to work.

In the dream I am at a really cool warhammer store with Michi and Sammy. We walk around and see that they have set up several stations for battling other Warhammers around the store and we go around to each station taking the Warhammers we battled after we win. We got around the whole store like this and have a box of a lot of Warhammers and I grab a couple other supplies as well. Finally at the end of the store we ask if we can take them all home but they say we need a subscription in order to do all the battles in the store and end up giving everything back. Michi tries to pay for everything with 200 dollars but it only costs 4 dollars since I want one small thing.

The dream takes place in Vaughn's car with his dad driving us to a football game. They pick me up at my house and my dad wants to know the details of my game so he texts me 12 times asking about it. Interestingly it is an 8 PM game but we have practice before the game at 6. In order to find out when the game is I look online at a pop-warner site even though it is a high school game.

The dream takes place at grandma Gourley's house for a family reunion or something. We are all upstairs at a table in grandpa's room at one point and Jonathon asks if I can grab him a beer. Grandpa then asks me if I can grab him a beer too but a light beer instead so that he can chug it. I search around in the kitchen for a light beer but then Jonathon comes down and grabs one himself. I notice grandma is downstairs as well making little bags of banana bread.

The dream takes place in a jungle like scene where Dave B. is hiking with me up a river to a waterfall. We go up many steps filled with water and finally at the top reach the waterfalls which are illuminated with many different colored lights. There is also a bridge leading to the waterfall and a restaurant or something on top. Dave tells me that you can get there by car and that I should bring Michi. After we decide to head back and Niki and dad are with us. After we descend the steps we enter an underwater cave where we have to hold our breath and swim through different parts to get out. My dad leads and Niki swims behind me but runs out of breath at the last part so I have to go save her.

The dream takes place once again in third person where I am watching Obi Wan escape from something. He is running away while at the same time using his lightsaber to deflect shots from drones and using some badass moves to kill the drones. He also is doing some crazy moves like running up walls and using the force to get his lightsaber back if he loses it in the action. The dream then at some point transforms into me as the jedi still running away from some people. I use the lightsaber to kill many more drones and at some point meet up with some friends who also are running away from whoever these bad guys are. We take a staircase up what seems to be a parking garage and jump from one level to another until we finally find a way out. We are then in a desert like star wars environment with our enemies trailing behind us. We find a large block with some cover and jump up to start shooting at the bad guys. I find a ton of guns near our cover and start giving them to my friends who begin shooting. Suddenly we notice that the guns are air soft guns but seem to be fairly effective.

The dream is about a family trip to the movies where some guy tries to give me a new red phoenix jersey in the bathroom but then had to sign up for it. I sit down and start filling out the paperwork for the jersey but my dad said we have to go because the film was starting. Interestingly, the dream takes place in a town that is very familiar in my dreams. I am sure I have been there before and the location is some type of vacation town with several old western like saloon places. Also located near that town there is a sunsplash that I have had a recurring dream of in the past.

I was somewhere very hot, seems like Greece, the sun was scorching, possibly noon outside.
In a hospital ward, with sick children laying in bed. One child has long straight blonde hair and a dark plain dress.
I recognise her and i'm lucid. I try using my powers to heal her. We go along the intensely bright road in the sweltering heat.
We travel in an old dark brown ford along the scrubby, tree lined road. Reaching her mothers house, who strangely enough is the same person just older but with same blonde her, but with a neat office suit on. I make out with the mother.

Spoiler for may contain nudity but not enough really:

She lays in bed on her front, with the cover off, exposing her bare legs and shapely ass (or is that other way round lol) I take her from behind

Last night bed around 9 - 10pm - 3:45am

Recall today.

I was at work, when I look at my right hand and wonder why. Then I remembered a dream. My right hand was all bruised and a bit bloody. Not sure what happened, but it hurt.

Had a bunch of other, non specific dreams.

I become lucid. I am walking down a path, attempting to remember the TOTM. I remember the advanced task(spin and teleport somewhere random). I decide not to because I am attempting to walk somewhere.
I remember my goal to summon my Patronus. I yell Expecto Patronum! several times, but give up after a DC starts complaining about the noise. I decide to attempt it silently, and wisp by wisp, a 'thing' appears.

Spoiler for patronus:

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It appears just like the painting.
Suddenly, as I am still building it up, the dream go's grey. I panic, but quickly stabilise myself. I visualize the scene back, and soon I am back into the lucid dream. Phew! I however decide to not continue the patronus.

I had two lucids this night in that I attempted bonus totm. I write them down just fast and shortly because this tablet is shitty and my recall is not the best.

- I am in a street running around approaching a building getting lucid. I fly up on a balcony and enter the room. I taste some salat (DTR). I remember the totm and concentrate on my goal to fast foreword time. I write with my hand on the wall something like "100 years in the future" I strengthen my intention by repeating it in my head for several times. I move back out on the balcony and jump/fall down from it and the dream is pretty unstable. I rub my hands and the visuals come back. In the first moment it looks like nothing changed but I try to keep my thoughts positive and keep looking around. I see a police car that looks unusual.I go around the corner and see more and more untypical stuff. There are two police motorbikes that look bulgy in the front.( reminded me of a whale of some kind) I see no people or atleast they don't seem striking. I keep moving the street and notice a building that seem to be a hospital but it has huge similarity to a church because it has a green glowing cross as a sign. A garage door opens and a small car sized spaceship flys out and in the sky. Shortly after I think I wake up.
All in all this future was more dirty and let's call it poor like in a dystopia. Maybe comperable to battlestar Galactica where its not this typical sci fi overload.

-i get lucid again with low awareness. I try to make a car explode by holding my hand at the fuel opening and make it hot. It don't work. I take a big chocolate house in my hands and it melts down with no problem. I try throwing some fireballs on the car but with no success. I keep moving and after I walk into a house and then into the next one.there is a friend of mine and I go into the kitchen and take a chocolate bar and wonder that it is not so sweet like I expected. I tell him I want to fast forward time and ask him if he has a watch for me. He puts a wristwatch on the table and I put my finger over the seconds hand an start spinning. I don't see that the watch moves faster but I keep doing it. Then I phase out of the house and look around. This time nothing seems to have changed. We walk around and up a street. There are sime people but not to many. I think about that If I want to see more people I should go in a bigger city. A truck approaches us and I make him stop and then throw him on its back. I need two attempts for this. We keep going and I see a girl and with her I visit her friends in a house. From here I tart caveman but am not to successful and wake up because its very late in the morning and my sleep seem to be very light and the dream quality pretty bad.

I am driving with my son along a city street. Out on the horizon, looming majestically beyond the skyline are Jupiter and Saturn, side by side. Their spheres are massive and the whole sky is filled with their radiance. They exude a golden sparkle. Pink Floyd's "Astronomy Domine" begins playing. We stop the car to look at them through a telescope. I adjust the telescope's focus to get them as clear as I can and then I stand aside to let my son take a look. These displays of cosmic luminaries in our stratosphere are a common dream sign, especially when they occur over water. Fade out.

I am in another city now (Dallas), but my son is no longer with me. I am wandering the streets and attempting to have various homosexual encounters with strangers. Before the encounters can begin, however, a biker always appears. He is off his motorcycle and just following me around. He has a big beard and looks homeless. I yell at him to go away. As he reluctantly departs he gives me a sad look. When I try to have another homosexual encounter, the same thing happens: the biker appears before anything can be initiated. The second time he leaves, I decide to follow him.

I follow him to his bike, which has a ladder fastened to it. I discover that he and his wife are roofers from Austin and they travelled up to Dallas with their ladder to work a hailstorm. I follow him back to a house where I see a boy with no shirt. I try to sew him a shirt, but he won't stand still long enough for me to complete it. And so I chase him. He has a toy gun and a bow without an arrow. He aims his arrowless bow at me and laughs. At that moment, a woman comes out of the house and tells me to "just grab the little sonofabitch, 'cause that's what he is".

Back inside the house they are putting hundreds of Lincoln Logs together. The house has a peculiar smell, like new plastic toys and fresh cedar. We sit at a table and discuss what we're going to make the kids for dinner. I feel good being with this family. I suddenly remember my attempts to have a homosexual encounter, and how I spoke rudely to the biker, and I feel shameful. I now consider them my friends, and want to be accepted by them. Dreamt 12/13/2016