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I was living inside a astral place with my family and upset an old lady who took out her sword or machete cause we bumped into each other when I was guarding my family.

In my other dream I was lucid and non lucid. I had a child in the dream and was running away from a guide in the form of a monkey.

Time travel dream

I was on a deck, it was brown, and I saw Columbus's wife. She was tall and had red wavy hair and she was an elf. She asked me to get on the ship. I said no but later I was on the ship with them. Then I walked from the deck to a mall. I was way in the past but I walked into a place that was around 2005-2012. I walked around the mall feeling peaceful. It was a sign I'm an elf. (archangel-faerie-elf). I found my enemy and hugged him...I was so happy to be hugging him platonically. He was his younger self, maybe his inner child. I warned him that in the future he would stab his parents and I told him to try not to do it. I walked around and saw an ancient kind of phone. I went up to a desk and asked to use the phone. The people let me. I tried to call Stephen but it was at least year 3000 so he had a different number. I was in the future. I was excited. Then I went back to around 2005-2012 and saw the murderer's little sister and was happy to see her I wanted to protect her. She was around 12 I think, and she had dark brown hair. A lot like me actually. I hugged her and she warned me that her brother wanted to stab me. I knew that already but she meant that he was in the mall with a knife since I knew his secret before it even happened. Then I woke up.

Faerieland

I was in a faerie town. I felt peaceful it was like I was at the Maryland faerie festival. There were golden brown things. I forget. Then I was at a train station, and again, the bench was golden brown. I called my twin's foster parents telepathically. The train was going to Israel and I live in Maryland. I was a little bit terrified. Then I woke up, thinking I got on the train and teleported home with some wise man.

Leotard in the adult section (last night)

Michael picked me up to go to a psychiatric appointment and some of my siblings were with us. They let me go into Target and I teleported to Khols and was in the adult woman's section and there were a lot of leotards. I remember one was purple and it had a choker neck. I wanted to find the kid's section, but I was happy they had leotards for adults too. I found the kids section and saw a black mesh leotard with a colorful pattern underneath, maybe flowers. It was originally 250 dollars but was on sale for 48 dollars. I hurried to buy it and realized that now I only have two dollars (I get 50 diollars every two weeks). Then I was lost, my family left me there. I tried to find Target but I couldn't, and this was where I could have become lucid (for me nightmarish things make me realize I am dreaming. Like I will be on a highway lost and confused and scared and then I think "Maybe I'm dreaming." and five minutes later I am sure of it, with no reality checks, and I decide I am not afraid anymore and I just explore and find grass and ask symbols what they mean. But I didn't become lucid this time, I was just happy I had a leotard to add to my collection. Then I woke up, it was 4 a.m. and I rushed to turn the lights on and wrote it down. Usually I wouldn't do that, but I am trying to make it a habit to do that. Some dream patterns I have is stores/malls and school (high school or college).

accidentally posted this twice

Last night

10:10pm - bed
3:52 am - 600mgs alpha gpc an back to sleep for another hour
5:05am - 5:50am - WBTB
5:50am - 8mgs Galantamine and sofa time

LD estimate - 30 min or less

Had hard time falling asleep on the sofa, my pillows felt too rigid. So I turned to my left side, hoping that I didn't do it too soon. But I know I'll be ok, since I got lucid on both sides before, not only on the back.

I still hear the 6am chime. Next thing I know it's 7 am and I'm deciding to wake up from lucids to write them down.

1. The Exit
I realize I'm dreaming in the bed in my childhood room. I'm looking at the window I want to get out of, and I'm trying to get up from the bed. It's hard. I sit up, but something is pulling me back. I try again and I smile, since I know this game. I'm trying to stand up slowly, so it puts up less resistance. I get to the window but get slowly pulled back. Still having fun, clawing at the window trying to hold on to something. I try one more time and this time I phase through the sheer courtains and the glass of the window.

I start gliding in the air at second story height, same as my window is, over my parents yard. I pause for a few seconds as huge joy washes over me from flying. I notice how easy it is to do, how different it feels from walking, how differently my body feels and how much happy this makes me.

2. TOTM, kinda

I think of the first TOTM (well, I suggested it for a TOTM, but wasn't picked, so I added it to my personal goals).

The goal is to sing one of your favorite songs and see how much you remember from it as opposed to waking life memory. First thing that comes to my mind is the national anthem. I start singing loud and on key "ooh say, can you see? By the dawns early light". I'm both surprised and pleased by my choice of songs, haha. I think I stop there, satisfied that I know the words.

3. Landscapes

I fly over a lot of different landscapes. Streets, houses, country side... As I'm flying, I see something that looks like a deep gash in the ground. I wonder what it will be. I'm thinking it will be a canyon and I get a bit worried. As I come closer, it's filled with water. Deep blue with small waves, like a swimming pool would have. As I'm flying over the road to the right, I look at the lake and try to do some water bending. Trying to make a water spout or a twisted column of water. But it doesn't happen in next second, so I lose interest, as that was never something I had interest in doing anyway.

4. TOTM - Total Recall

Not sure where I am, but I'm still in the air, hover-flying. I decide to do the Recall totm. Try to see how much you remember from waking life - your name, where you live, work, grew up, and anything else.

So I thing about it and say my full name, my parents name, place where I work, I clearly see that I'm at different place than my parents. I stop there, because I realize that I remember EVERYTHING! I could go on. I'm a bit surprised and very happy about how much I remember. I'm also wondering a bit if I am not awake.

5. Past life regression

I read this thread http://www.dreamviews.com/dreamviews...ml#post2216488 and since I'm interested in the topic, I tried it out in hopes that I will get something.

I practiced saying "When I turn around I am in my past life" , then did it couple of times in the lucid. All I saw were some dark buildings while I was turning, never really saw what was behind me. But I aborted every time, thinking NOPE to dark buildings. That is NOT where I want to go, haha. Gotta prepare better and try again. This is now one of my permanent personal goals.

6. Vision

Most of the time I had pretty good vision. Wasn't bright and sunny, more like a bit foggy, or at dusk. But still good. Sometimes I didn't see well at all. I was saying all kinds of stuff trying to make it clear up. At some point I saw the center of my vision getting brighter and as if clouds were being pushed to the side. So I lifted my hands and shooed them to the side, like you would clouds or smoke. It worked.

NON-lucids at the end

I am in a huge classroom. Surprised at the young age of the students. I get to the end, closer to teacher's desk, where some older students sit. I walk back and try to take some young students with me, thinking there is no way they can see and hear the lessons from that far away. It's a geography lesson, which I turn into lesson about lucid dreaming. I told them all about my lucids I just had, about the super recall and how to lucid and all that.


Lol, just thinking about some other personal goals, when I recalled that I made it rain. Didn't feel it on my skin at first, but as I was telling about it to someone, I started to feel cold and wet drops on my face. I think this was not tonight though.

Oh yeah, no sex tonight! woooo : D


Personal goals

1) Past lives
2) Sing
3) Pay more attention to sensations, like flying or just touching something
4) Find rope hanging from the skies, pull at it and let it take me to the space
5) More WL recall
6) Enter a poster to go to another planet

I was in a library. I found the book I wanted to read which had a title beginning with Z. There were also alcoholic beverages on the bookshelves. I chose a bottle labeled Heineken but it was clear liquid in a clear bottle so it actually looked like vodka. I was carrying my book and beer to the counter to checkout when a female librarian snatched the book from my hand for some reason. I think the reason was that the book was in the process of being banned from libraries and was inadvertently left on the shelf. I was wanting to drink my beer and read the book at the same time so the beer without the book was useless so I put it back on the shelf and left the library disappointed.

Morning of May 31, 2017. Wednesday.



I am sitting on the floor in the lounge room in our present home on W Street (though it is bigger yet with less features). My wife Zsuzsanna and our youngest son are present. He is playing a Skylanders game though is ready to play a new one with a new figure which Zsuzsanna had apparently just bought for seventy dollars. The game is also new.

The toy figure that fits onto a joystick-like device is a horse of mostly yellow and brown tones. The figure is rendered into the game. At first, I thought it was going to be a human or at least an anthropomorphic character. Instead, I eventually see that the toy figure and the rendered video game image looks like a horseshoe-shaped horse facing left in profile. (It also reminds me somewhat of an arched Halloween cat.)

Our son plays for a short time before the joystick falls apart. There is some sort of small rod from it that goes through the top of the head of the Skylander figure and falls out, causing the rest of the entire game controller and figure to fall apart. He is upset. I think about trying to fix it, but notice tiny screws on the floor mixed in with pieces that I am not sure are even part of the game controller. I think about taking it back for a refund, though this idea quickly fades. I get annoyed and decide to just discard it. I also decide to get rid of the game as well, but this part is unusual in that I start to dismantle the whole works (thus subliminally initiating the biological waking mechanism) like a three-dimensional setup rather than just taking out the cartridge.

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This dream is a result of my temporary dream self (unstable higher range personified subconscious) not being fully linked to the dream state because of slightly disrupted sleep. It is a metaphor for “not holding the dream together” (and my dream self subliminally wanting to “put the dream back together”). I have had hundreds of dreams of this nature since early childhood, always when my sleep has been slightly disrupted by an environmental factor. The horse represents the essence of physical energy (as in “horsepower”), similar to car symbolism in some states, symbolizing the potential for healing and rejuvenating energies in real time. It is not a real horse here as it is caught within the sleep disruption (and the disruption of a more viable rejuvenating state). On a secondary level, it possibly relates to our youngest son not being an adult in control of his life and still needing us to be in control, though I am certainly not annoyed in any way by that fact, though it does suggest he might need more vitamins (or a stronger immune system). Still, something “falling apart” (or falling in general) is just a very common dream cessation (waking) metaphor I have seen continuously all my life.

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Morning of May 31, 2017. Wednesday.



In my dream, there is firstly the common water induction factor (which has been relevant to at least one to two dreams per night for over fifty years), and it is rendered as the ocean this time (deeper sleep and a potential link to the collective unconscious). There is the typical ambiguity of being indoors and outdoors at the same time. My dream progresses from my first location of a computer setup and bed to a more relevant (to real life) waking symbolism setting where I am then in our present home (though still with a sense of being outside even though I see Zsuzsanna sleeping in our bed in one of the last scenes).

I seem to be part of an Internet group with three people of whom I do not know at all and had never met; two males and a female. Our virtual presence on the webpage is shown as a small paragraph (of about five or six lines) with a current photograph in the upper left corner of each person’s profile paragraph and present status. We talk to each other with microphones, though we sometimes type messages.

Our talk is mainly about a large plesiosaurus that is not far from the ocean’s surface in the area near the beach. It does not pose a threat of any kind regardless of its cliché “sea serpent” associations. The unknown female seems to talk the most over time. Eventually, there is mention of how the creature had apparently been bumped by another animal underneath. This event does not seem problematic but dominates the last part of the online conversation. Oddly, one male talks about the event as if it was he that had been nudged.

Eventually, it seems as if the others are offline and probably sleeping. I somehow see a scene where a very large dolphin nudges the stomach of the plesiosaurus (while swimming in the same direction just under it, implied to be to my left), though this is seemingly not an aggressive act. I notice that the dolphin is of a very unusual mottled pattern, mainly of purple and pink, almost reminiscent of a bed sheet pattern (though I do not make this association while in my dream).

I decide to contact one of the others to report this. I wake up one of the males (by calling him with a telephone) and he seems somewhat confused and annoyed in being woken up at first. I describe how the dolphin is a very large but likely unknown species. Eventually, the scene shifts to where we are physically with each other in an area that seems modeled after the southeast grounds of my middle school (where I was last present in 1975). I mostly sit on the ground while the other three walk around, though one male talks to me (while standing) for a short time. Somehow, the location still seems the same on one level.

The unknown female dominates the rest of the waking transition, which becomes distorted and illogically sustained. She tries to tell me something that I have to ask her to keep repeating (at least six times) as I do not catch the last word (a very common dream event). I think she might be saying the word “blue” at the end of the question but I am not sure. The phrase itself seems mostly like gibberish. Eventually, I just say “yes” and tell her my last name, which may not be what she was talking about (though my surname does at least rhyme with “blue”).

I go over to where Zsuzsanna is sleeping (the indoor dynamics becoming a little more dominant than the sense of being outside) and there is the essence of where we live now in reality. She does not wake. (This is a typical dream setting shift where I walk from the grounds of my middle school in America to within our present home in Australia without my dream self regarding the impossibility at all. Still, this linear symbolism validates that dreaming of a school is often an attempt by the limited temporary dream self to get back to current whole conscious self identity, which is then indirectly shown as still being asleep in reality, though my dream self only sees Zsuzsanna in this case.)

I see that I have the journal of the unknown female. It is somewhat like a mix of dream journal and real-life diary. It also has a number of scribbles and references to pills (and apparently illegal drugs), something about “taking the cruel pill” and odd illogical forms of supposed art, which is mainly just random lines, partial sketches, and random words. The fact that this unknown female is so undesirable in the last stage of the waking symbolism is a subliminal incentive for me to wake at this time and join my real partner in life. (In fact, the personified preconscious as such is often very annoying and imposing, but this depends on which part of the sleep cycle I am in, and time and time again, for over fifty years, is precisely linked to my circadian rhythms dynamics.)

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Despite the unusual nature of this dream in regard to the sea serpent, it is a very typical lifelong-established combination of dream signs (residual subliminal memories of having fallen asleep) and dream state induction symbolism and waking symbolism. The bumping of the dolphin against the plesiosaurus is a symbolic carryover of a recent dream where I drove a car between two vehicles in the street and nudged the streetcar (so that it rolled to the intersection without a conductor). This is symbolic of nudging Zsuzsanna in my sleep in real time. (In fact, many dreams have dynamics based on current environmental factors, something that people who believe in “dream interpretation” in the popular but naïve usage of the term completely ignore.)

Projecting (and expanding) my imaginary dream body as a streetcar in one dream (without my conscious self identity being able to link to it to “drive” - depending on the stage of sleep) and as a plesiosaurus in this one, may be purely incidental, though a plesiosaurus, when passive, is symbolic of being in a more relaxed sleep while a streetcar rolling to an intersection is waking symbolism (though also analogous to rolling over in my sleep without being fully awake). (The plesiosaurus symbolism as such has occurred since around age six.)

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Few days ago:

1.

I'm running around outside. Shooting at someone with my bow, that's shooting blue energy arrows. I hit the other person a couple of times and see bloody spots on his body. I get hit a few times too. It's like some kind of games, or real fight, maybe war.

2.

We are going out. Everybody is dressed up and waiting for me to do the same. I'm like how did I get myself into this? Stockings and a smart business dress.

Can't remember any fragments in between these...

There Will be Bjork

For some reason... I decided to visit Bjork. Started I was driving up a dirt road up a mountain. Came to a clearing where there was a parking lot. Bjork was there flagging me down. Found a spot to park but the brakes wouldn't work... I slid right onto the lawn. turned into another park of the parking lot. Slowed down some how and tried putting it into park when it stopped. But park made it go more. I kept trying to park over and over again but it wasn't working.

Found myself outside Bjork's house but my memory of the other dream wasn't present. She wasn't even outside her house. I remembered there was a specific way to get her attention. something only her and I agreed on. There's a flap of wood on a small boat parked in her drive way. I lifted the wood up and somehow Amy of Me began blaring from a speaker in the boat. It was just the drums and bass lines for a few bars. Bjork came out with short hair not quite at her shoulders. of the house looking a bit pissed that someone interrupted her. When she saw it was me she used a clicker thing to shut the music off. She motioned me inside the house. I noticed anther older lady walking around with thick kind of frizzy hair but I paid no attention to her. Her guide?

I walked into her house and we went up some stairs. There was a door directly to the left at the top of the stairwell. Bjork went into that room, and I turned around at the top. On the high wall in the stairwell was a mirror frame, round like the creepy one when you watch The Ring. The mirror reflects nothing. I see someone peer in after a second from the other side of the mirror they look surprised to see me. and then the lady acts like she's in a TV commercial and starts spouting some random sales pitch. She walks past the frame and disappears. Another man walks from the right to the left pretending to give another sales pitch but this time I notice his eyes are locked onto me as he walks by. The same older woman walks by again giving another sales pitch. "I know you see me." I say to her. She walks faster and has a "what do you mean?" expression on her face. "I saw that... come on admit it!" I say. She pauses as she's about to leave into the left frame and says, "Yes I can see you."

I turn around into Bjork's room. I'm freaking out because she has a haunted mirror in her house. I say, "Bjork, That was scary! is this a dream? Is this a dream?" I say as I do a nose pinch RC. I am clearly breathing through my nose but I am too scared to pay attention to the result. Bjork lets out a nervous almost guttural giggle. She's prancing around and I realize she's scared as well and must have seen the whole thing. For a moment I find it adorable. She pulls me onto her couch for comfort but I wake up before I can sit down.

How to wake up from a dream in Bjork's house: sit on the couch! Happens every time!

Lucid

Asuka kicks me out of the house temporarily because I visited Bjork (sheesh I can't catch a break with either...). I go an walk my dog feeling sad. As if to reflect my feelings a giant storm hits. I'm on a street like didsbury. It's flooding by a church so I turn around and walk back home.

Data greets me on the front lawn. He tries to stop me and says this isn't my house... When I know it is. I go inside and go to the basement. I tell him the weather is bad and I have to crash for the night. He says okay he'll make sure she's not around. I go into the basement and try t sleep on a couch but can't sleep.

I become lucid when Data comes back downstairs. There's a woman in the doorway, he's talking to her. She briefly makes herself look like Bjork and then changes into her normal form and glares at me. I have no idea what is going on or why the woman is mad. Data comes to me and says that the weather is nicer and I can leave now.I tell him I have to do time dilation first. The woman leaves the door way. I put my hand on the ground, close one eye, and count to maybe 40. I look in between the spaces and I see more fingers from when I count left. At the last interval I'm looking way left and the fingers look fake. I look to my right hand still on the ground and can see it separate from the rest of the fingers. I attempt to jump bit it's still small. I jump again higher and then I feel the familiar snap back to clarity of the dream. I walk around and feel fatigued but it quickly passes.

Now me and data are in a truck driving down a highway like the one in between Chilliwack and hope. I de merge out of the truck and I'm on a super fast motor bike. We go along for 20 minutes or so.

I slip into semi lucidity for a while and say I'm hungry. We find some sort of gas station plaza. I spend some minutes hopping along roof tops. At some point I go near a forest and a cave but decide to go back. I hop back along the roof tops and find a fast food place. Data is around there leading me to it. I go to jump off the roof but I wake up. Thewhole dream seemed like over an hour but also seemed a bit sped up.

2017, 05-26

Dark Parasites

I am in a garden area that is very beautiful, more beautiful than any I have ever seen in waking life. I walk around, thinking how beautiful it is, but not giving any though to the idea I might be dreaming. I wonder how this place could have existed right near where I live for so long and yet I haven’t found it. I can tell it’s not new, all of the plants are too well developed to have been recently planted. I wander through the garden for a bit before I see three people not far off. I head in their direction. There seems to be a dark cloud around two of them, it looks pretty unpleasant. The two people surrounded by a dark cloud are MoSh and a woman I don’t know. The third person is Asuka, and Asuka comes over to me.

Asuka is upset and saying that Bjork is doing something to MoSh, and I have to stop her. I head over to the two people standing in a thickening cloud of darkness. It looks to me like both of them could use some help. I focus on the song Touch My Heart from the Devil Hunter Yohko soundtrack to remove the darkness. A pillar of light energy forms around both of them, sucking the dark cloud away and burning it off in the blinding light. After the song is over I see something strange on the ground between MoSh and Bjork. It is a black thing with many tentacles that is squirming around on the ground, first reaching for MoSh, then reaching for Bjork, as if it can’t choose which one it wants to try to attach itself to. I look at the thing and all I can sense in it is dark energy, not a sign of a spark, either dark or light. So it is a thing wholly of darkness. I focus on the song Battery by Metallica to call down a bolt of lightning that strikes the black thing between MoSh and Bjork and turns it to a pile of ashes that blows away in the wind and is gone. MoSh is looking at Bjork, who just looks disoriented. I focus on the song Voices from the Macross Plus soundtrack to bring some more healing energy into the area. The area fills with light energy. Bjork says she will try to stay out of MoSh’s dreams. Asuka looks quite pissed off at her and says she had better or there will be trouble! I wonder why Asuka is so angry, since it looked like the parasite had been attacking both MoSh and Bjork