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This happened the night immediately after the first DJ entry.
Again, spawn in my university campus, which lays on the top of a hill, in a wonderful day of spring. I can see from the distance that on the adjacent hill, at the same height I am, there is a research center I've never noticed before, and thinking that I should visit it I (unconsciously) teleport there, on the terrace at the last floor. Here there are a dozen DCs chatting, and as I get there do an RC and become lucid. It happened something that had never occurred to me before: as I become lucid all DCs turn towards me and start staring, in a peaceful manner; one of them looks at me and I can see him getting uncomfortable, he starts to tremble and being increasingly scared by me, suddenly runs and throws himself down the terrace. I stay there puzzled for a moment, but don't give too much importance to it; stabilize the dream and teleport back at the university.
I change my clothes and search in my pockets, find my phone as I obviously expect it to be there, and my wallet with 30 euros in it; keep the money and throw the wallet away.
Walking around, I find some people sit at the tables outside a building, I approach a 25yo couple and give them the money as a gift. The guy starts thanking me, and I notice he is physically very similar to a friend of mine whom I last saw a long time ago, but the DC is only the good and benevolent part of his personality.
I start talking with him, but as we turn a corner he's still physically the same, but I can feel he's become the bad part of his personality. As I notice it, he spawns a sword and a dagger and attacks me, so I immediately spawn a sword and defend myself. There are all of the DCs previously sat at the tables witnessing the fight. He's not a strong foe so after a brief time I have him laying on the floor and I stab him in the chest. He doesn't die and laughing at me pushes my sword deeper into his chest, showing me that he cannot be killed that way. I start to get a little bored so have him standing and cut his throat. While doing this, I find that there are these kind of ropes into his neck, and as I recide them all of the other DCs in the scene disappear (die?) one at a time.
During the fight I forgot sto stabilize again, so after the battle finishes I loose lucidity and the dream continues unconsciously.

After a long period without lucid dreams lasted about a year, I finally decided that with the new year I'd be starting over with LD practice and experimentation. Just had the time to recover my old account here on dreamviews, that that same night had the first lucid dream.

Got to bed hoping to magically remember to do an RC in one of my dreams, that as I noticed my drowsiness increasing accompanied with the first hypnagogic images I seized the opportunity for a WILD.
A wonderful spring sunny day appeared around me, the sun laying its warmth on the roofs of a small village in the heart of a valley. As my body started to appear, and as soon as I had some control over it, immediately rubbed my hands together and was catapulted on one of the roofs. I started to jump from one house to the other, and felt I needed to get used to it again after a long time; started to fly but things got trembling and I immediately woke up.

Morning of January 9, 2018. Tuesday.



So far, in my prefatory series, I have provided “Known Key Symbolism 2018: Common Liminal Space Settings (1)” and “Known Key Symbolism 2018: Dream State Indicators”.

I hope I have made it clear so far, of what I understand (and have often validated) from over fifty years of dream study. Due to the fact that many people only remember a few of their dreams (or none at all), they like to infuse “meaning” (that is, meaning not related to either the biological or the spiritual nature of unconsciousness or the dream state and waking transition itself, as well as no acknowledgement of literal dream threads including prescience) into what few dreams are recalled. Many people do not actually understand what lucidity is (or how it works) and consequently use the term loosely and incorrectly. They also (almost relentlessly) fail to see how someone like me typically recalls five to nine non-lucid dreams a day (minimum of three), not including the virtually limitless hypnagogic sequences (of which are wholly lucid) at the beginning of every normal sleeping period. As a cop-out, some people will say, “oh, but a few dreams have meaning and importance, but most others do not”, which is kind of like saying, “oh, sometimes the stomach’s digestion of food is important, other times, when the stomach digests food, nothing is happening and the stomach is not even there”. Many people fail to understand that dreams can be fully controlled (either with lucid or non-lucid dream self perception) and even purposely formed from one idea (including for healing purposes and unfathomable levels of bliss and joy), and the more one studies and understands what dreams mean, the more natural clarity of mind automatically develops, resulting in virtually no nightmares (unless biologically premonitory) or even disturbing dreams. Still, RAS (the Reticular Activating System) and I have had a love-hate relationship since early childhood, based on whether or not I wanted to sleep and dream longer or typically whether there was environmental noise or not, these factors completely irrelevant to “interpretation” or waking life.

People like to over-dramatize and systematically “answer questions” even where none exist in the way they are implying. They like to infuse another person’s dream with negative context even when there is none. They like to pretend there is conflict or major issues to “solve”. They like to pretend that the dynamically fictional dream self (personified subconscious) is the same as the current conscious self identity, even when there is no evidence of viable memory or even common sense on the part of the very limited temporary dream self.

Everyone else I have ever known of (writings of the public that is), in virtually everything I have ever read about dreams since childhood, confuses RAS mediation with the so-called subconscious. This is probably why the bizarre belief that “my subconscious is trying to tell me something” came about. The inability to discern RAS mediation from the generic subconscious is unusual, but to be expected in the public’s limited understanding.

It goes without saying that the dream self in non-lucid dreams can only be the personified subconscious (or the “subconscious itself”). Being that the subconscious band has no concept of time or space (or any viable intelligence or consistent memory) unless conscious self identity threads (certain active neural patterns) are extant, how can the subconscious “solve an issue”? (Many people tend to confuse “subconscious” with “unconscious”.) Since this is the case, where does the dominant preconscious come from? (Confusion also results from many systems using “preconscious” and “subconscious” as synonyms when they are very different bands, at least in my extensive work.) RAS comes in to mediate sleep-wake transitions, and such symbolism inherently reflects the nature of waking from the dream state. This is biological fact, not some sort of half-baked theory or popular superstition. More so, understanding RAS is what eventually creates the potential for consciously controlling the dream state (though not one hundred percent as waking is a biological necessity - though there are people who have an eerie degree of control over their heart rate), something many people cannot seem to grasp at all, because many people see dreams as some sort of inexplicable mental event that they need to “interpret”, yet with zero interest in actually understanding anything.

For review, to integrate what I have written in this prefatory set thus far:

Again, I have confidently stated, with certainty developed for over fifty years, that liminal space symbols are directly related to the waking transition and have no need for “interpretation” due to their inherent nature of representing and symbolizing, in real time, the space between dreaming and waking. (Again, I will also remind people that this association is literal when linked to real life perception. That is, a porch, a parking lot, and a store’s checkout are also liminal spaces in real life. I only chose those three for now, as they are the most common liminal space symbols in my own dreams, sometimes occurring several times a week and for over fifty years.)

Again, I emphasize that dream state indicators are based on residual subliminal memory of having fallen asleep and consequently usually have no need for “interpretation”. Dream state indicators naturally occur in my dreams more often than not, though I typically do not go into detail about them in singular dream posts.

Again, I emphasize that, on a basic level, liminal space symbols and dream state indicators are unrelated within the dream state and are two completely different processes (just as in waking life, as an example, thoughts about finishing an essay and recent memories about your girlfriend are inherently unrelated, a result of two completely different mental processes occurring at the same time), yet can be a part of the same dream sequence. They may also be integrated within dreams with additional meaning (of which is closer to waking life patterns or personal meaning), even prescient threads, yet in a way that may not be cohesive, which is why many people might be inclined to completely ignore such events or features or mistakenly “interpret” everything as a whole.

At this point, I will address the failure of people to understand that conflict in the dream state may be based solely on RAS mediation and have no viable connection to waking life conflict or internal conflict assuming any even exists in the first place. It is ironic how people refuse to understand RAS mediation (misunderstanding it as the subconscious this or subconscious that) and try to infuse negative context where there is more opportunity for positive affirmation and assertiveness or true understanding of one’s own mind (the most important factor that could exist in life).

RAS mediation in its raw mode likes to generate snakes as the waking alert, probably because this is a key factor of primate fear (and I am willing to bet that snakes are a common factor in the dreams of all primates). Ten different people have ten different dreams about snakes around the same time, and all one needs to do is sit back and watch the nonsense concerning “interpretation” or “meaning” and have no choice but to roll their eyes.

The thread of RAS mediation is likely to be that which chases (or intrudes upon) the dreamer, whether or not someone is trying to “escape” from something in reality or has any issues of conflict when awake. “Wake up and get out of bed before you wet yourself” may be the sole “interpretation” of RAS intrusion into the dream (or it may be an unknown or unexpected environmental noise that threads of the emergent consciousness become vaguely concerned about - for example, arguments between people we do not know, but who had been walking down the street early in the morning near our house, have intruded into my dreams and changed the symbolism, which of course has nothing to do with my conscious self identity or even unconscious essence). Whether or not I have conflict in waking life is unrelated to how RAS mediates my dream other than incidentally. I could use my dream to punch someone I do not like, and at least provide some “relief”, but does that really address any hope for an “answer”? I think not. Some people, for example bullies, religious zealots, or people who believe the world is flat, simply cannot be “solved”. The longer someone keeps a dream journal (though one must actually pay attention), the more obvious it becomes. There is a very clear difference between the nature of different dream state components, which I have vividly noticed since early childhood, all of that and inexplicable prescience as well.

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Date of Dream: SAT 13 JAN - 2018



Dream No. 261 - Separated Sections

Dream 261 A - Dream Guide Approved (Lucid Dream 13)
I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was trying to see if I could get Murray into this dream. My original methods didn't work and so I actually devised another solution and that was to become lucid. I checked my fingers but didn't see exactly six... It was more like a warped hand, sometimes five, sometimes six. I did heaps and heaps of finger checks and this really, utterly confirmed that I was lucid.

My surroundings were then realised and I found myself to be in a wide open alley at night time, lit up by white street lights. The path and the wall at the end was grey brick and on the wall was an old, worn out poster with a picture of Murray from Sly 4 on it. Even though it was raining, I slowly looked up at the poster and I quietly say to myself “Murray...?”.

The dream scene changed on me and I found myself in a really dark room of my own house, in the middle of the night but it wasn't a room I could recognise the features of from real life. It's like the dream had put an extra bedroom in the house. To a miraculous surprise, Dreamy WB was waiting for me in there in true human form, even though she was floating like a ghost. She had a really glamorous appearance, her hair straight compared to usual but in long wavy curls as well as a different looking black dress on her. She was signalling for me to wait in the current scene while she went to do something.

The dream showed her fly down through the ceiling in a transparent form into my bedroom in which Murray was seen physically sleeping in my bed. She sat beside the sleeping Murray, poking and prodding him while studying his response in the form of various facial expressions. After Dreamy WB had thought she'd stirred him up and tested him enough, she ascended through the ceiling, returning to where I was. Once again, she came in a floating position while communicating with me. She gave me a thumbs up and because I was lucid, I clearly knew she meant that Murray was all good and safe for me.

The dream scene had then changed, the dream camera playing from the ceiling perspective right above. It was still the middle of the night in my bedroom, only now, both Murray and I were in my bed. We were both fast asleep with him snoring loudly; my head tucked underneath his chin while he secured me in a tight hug. The dream ended there.

Dream 261 B - A Tireless Walk
I don't remember much of this dream. From what I can remember, I was somewhere far away from home with my parents. We decided to take a walk somewhere because there was no car for us to drive. Eventually, a half an hour walk turned into something like a two hour walk. No matter how far we went, I never got tired. We ended up entering a KFC store along the way and I walked out with a drumstick and a thigh in my hands. The walk still lasted for ages until we got to some unknown beach. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None



For ages, I was struggling, not being able to summon Dreamy WB in a dream. In real life, I was in the middle of initiating a quest to revive her. Behold, last night she returned on her own!

Created Friday 12 January 2018

It was a rough night. Even so, I'm glad I got a WILD/DEILD cycle out of this, no matter the fatigue and visual impairment I often experienced for most of it.

Scrap Group 1
Something of my cousin Sam visiting.

Dream 1 - January 2018 Advanced Task II

Scene 1 - Brief and Fluid Entrances
Various WILD/DEILD transitions in bed. It didn't take as long as it usually would for me to move around fluidly, though only for short bursts. I later floated around on my back, then rubbed my hands for a moment, only to move my physical self. I then awakened briefly, yet still lost consciousness. Transition.

Scene 2 - Guilty Gear Isuka Xrd
The visuals were dim and blurred. No lucidity. I was playing a Guilty Gear game with Pier. This one was a four-player fighting game like Isuka, only with the cel-shaded graphics of Xrd. We used a Slayer and Potemkin team against the AI, but it seemed our characters' inputs were randomly swapped with each other mid-match, and sometimes, the characters themselves outright transformed into the other. DEILD transition.

Scene 3 - Tender, Sudden Embrace
The visuals were very dim. I was in the void. After rubbing my hands, I took a casual stroll into the tepid darkness. Once acclimated, I began visualising my guide, E, laying supine on my arms. I soon felt her weight, then her warm, smooth skin. And finally, my guide's form manifested completely in my arms, fast asleep.

"Hey", I whispered, "you think you could help me out?"

E stirred awake, and seemed very excited to see me. Perhaps too excited, as her sudden embrace caused me to fall over backwards, toppling me deeper into the nothingness. As we descended, she gave me a tender kiss on the cheek.

I hit ground soon enough. Unfortunately, the impact, and my guide's form bearing down on me, was too much to handle. I awakened briefly. DEILD transition.

Scene 4 - Not the Kind of Anchor I Expected...
The visuals were quite blurred. I was in bed. After concentrating a bit, I fly/phase through door. There was some resistance, but I managed. I noticed someone scrounging about in the lounge, probably Ivan. This made me wonder if he was actually there at the moment IRL, and what may occur if we interacted. But, I thought to leave that for another time.

As I continued flying around, the environment warped into an irregularly angled and steep hallway built of wood. Like before, I tried forming E again, this time with the intent of anchoring the dream through her. I got as far as feeling her weight, only to drop mid-flight through the floor. Brief awakening and DEILD transition.

Scene 5 - The Sphere Makes a Triangle
The visuals were very dim. I was in the void again. I could sense the dream cycle ending. Thinking quick, I decided on the energy ball TOTM. This was a painful process of focusing heat between my unseen hands. Blue sparks formed, which orbited around an unseen point. Such energy howled as I condensed it further, and soon illuminated the void and my form. Suddenly, the ball had somehow changed into a green triangle, spinning hypnotically. I'd lost myself momentarily.

I then tried making the triangle again, and succeeded. This time, I hurled the energy onto an invisible floor. Then, on the resulting rune, I tried conjuring my guide. Not sure why, but I sensed there was a great significance to this. Unfortunately, nothing seemed to happen.

As I feared, I did indeed wake up promptly.

Scrap Group 2
Dreamlets. Several were of luxury vehicles going down the road. Don't remember much of the rest, save for hearing this song repeat in the background... for fifteen minutes.

Watching a supposed trailer for the Matrix. This had Cypher talking with Neo in an alleyway. "What would ya do if you were The One?", he asked. "You really think you're The One?" I hijack Neo's role, and respond "Yes. I do." Cypher's taken aback.