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    1. Storks in a Field

      by , 01-25-2018 at 08:02 AM
      Morning of January 25, 2018. Thursday.

      I am sitting up in a bed in an open field of waist-high grass. In the distance, the field seems to have a cliff that probably overlooks a ravine. There are beautiful mountains beyond. Two white storks walk by, about ten feet away, to my right.

      I am thinking of happily running through the field and flying over the ravine (as I have done in dreams since childhood), but my combination of lucidity and dream state indicator (the bed), slowly pulls me back into consciousness. RAS mediation is passive, as I have known and mostly grown used to vestibular system symbolism since early childhood - other than my walking in the city and tripping on something dreams that have occurred every sleep since childhood (and I was already actively linked to the dream state indicator, so no falling sensation either).

      Although the birds are a common form of autosymbolism for both vestibular system ambiguity and being unconscious, they are walking here, technically a form of return flight waking symbolism that has occurred in many past dreams (and they seem to be the very common paired preconscious and emergent consciousness factors here, though they might additionally be associated with Zsuzsanna and I in dream sleep - though I had dreams like this before I met Zsuzsanna). Additionally, the field is a type of autosymbolism for liminal space, though less common for me then porches, parking lots, or store checkouts, all of which signify a specific level of unconsciousness and circadian rhythms factors (which I validated as such as far back as age eight, even before I had studied hundreds of similar dreams over the years).

    2. 2 LDs, Attempting to Build Toy Log House

      by , 01-25-2018 at 07:29 AM (Hopeless Wanderings)
      I haven't been on my dream recall game lately but today I was smacked with a couple lucids during a nap. I think I might have gotten lucid a total of 3 times, but these are the two I remember the best:

      I was napping and kept going in and out of sleep, or at least that's what I thought. I was pretty much aware the whole time that I was dreaming. So, in this dream I was standing in a cafeteria at some kind of workplace or something, looking at a microwave. I realized, "hey, I'm dreaming, I have to remember this." So, what to do? I looked around the cafeteria and there's a door open and outside is an ocean and a beautiful, fake sunset. I contemplate flying out into the sunset but figure I'd done that enough, so decided to try to summon M. I stared at the back of a lady's head and focused. When she turned around, it was just some old woman. So, I tried to summon Andrew. I focused really hard with my hand out in front of me and made him appear, but his face and body were so glitchy I could barely tell who it was. Then I lost it, and I "woke up".

      I heard music coming from down the stairs, and I thought it was my grandpa playing music. Then, I heard music coming through my ears. It was the Avett Brothers. I figured I must have fallen asleep with my headphones on, and was annoyed because I thought it would be hard to sleep with the music, even though all this itself was part of a dream.
      I "wake up" in my bed, know that I am dreaming. I go down the stairs and see my grandpa sitting on the couch, but decide to ignore him. I think of what my dream goals are, and remember one of them is to build something. I think about building a bridge on the lake but it's too far away and I'm scared I'll wake up trying to get there. So instead, I crouch on the floor and put my hand out. I focus hard and make a toy wood log appear. I decide to make a toy log house. I get the base down, but can't get any further before I wake up for real.
      Tags: summon
    3. Lucid again

      by , 01-25-2018 at 07:24 AM
      First lucid for years! I was talking about my first ever lucid dream at an EMDR session today it must have triggered this dream.

      I was at some sort of festival and flew towards a woman who had a stall selling bread, she was packing up and I wanted to ask her when she was opening in the morning so I could get some food early. I was hovering in the air looking down at her and asked her when she opened, she said about 8.30 so I told her I would see her then.

      I suddenly noticed how realistic everything was and realised I was dreaming. I flew outside and saw houses in the distance and concentrated on looking at the details and was completely blown away with how realistic it looked and I thought at last a good lucid dream. I looked in the other direction and saw a tractor and tried to zoom in on the detail but had difficulty, at that point the dream faded.

      I was then dreaming again (not sure low long after) and suddenly noticed I could see really clearly again. I was in a hotel corridor and remembered to try feeling something so I put my hands on the wallpaper, it was that fluffy sort, my fingers went through, so I willed them not to and felt it, it was very realistic. A girl waked past me and I spoke to her I can't remember what I said but she replied in gibberish. I then thought I don't know what to do, I went into a room and decided to try to go through the window which I did by imagining what was outside - thought is everything in a dream! I flew over some houses and down a street, then got a bit bored and couldn't think what to do next, lost concentration and woke up.

      Not the most exciting dream but it was my best and most realistic lucid ever to date. I really need to get a plan in case I get lucid again - perhaps flying into space.
    4. 18-01-24 Allies & Italian Axis, Fighting Big Guy

      by , 01-25-2018 at 04:24 AM
      In in some kind of high-tech base, attacking the control room held by Italian fascists. I killed everybody in there, but was then attacked by reinforcements coming from an outdoor corridor linking the allied and axis headquarters (architecture is once again almost impossible to explain). One of them possibly controlled some kind of mech suit. Anyway, they were all dead in the end. I crossed the corridor and went into the other headquarters. Once again, more fascists. But these guys didn't know I was the enemy yet, and the guards greeted me as if I was a friend. I think I realized I forgot something and decided to 'load the game' to get to the previous HQ faster. Instead of ending up in the room full of dead fascists, the corpses had despawned and the room was now occupied by allies. One of these allies, however, angrily told me I wasn't allowed to be here. I said I liberated this room just a few minutes earlier, and that that should earn me at least 15 seconds to do what I needed to do here. Nope. A big black guy easily two heads taller than me (and muscles like a body builder) told me to 'get out, or else'. Slightly stunned, I obeyed. It didn't sit well with me, though. Not at all. I was fuming, in fact. I went back inside, and attacked the guy whom I felt had insulted me. I knew he was armed (I wasn't), but I had the element of surprised so he couldn't draw. We wrestled for a bit. He was strong, stronger than me, but I appeared to possess skill in martial arts (looked like Jiu Jitsu), as I used techniques I do not master in real life. I used his strength against him to force him to the ground. I reached for his shotgun and took it. After some more wrestling, I managed to aim it for his head and pull the trigger. The 'click' sound told me there were no shells in the chamber. He laughed, thinking he'd won. I inserted a shell, and racked the slide. He reached for the weapon, hoping to turn it against me. It didn't work. I had the gun aimed for his head, and was ready to pull the trigger when I woke up.

      The dream faded, and I fantasized about the shot blowing his head off. I hadn't really thought it through, though. If I killed him, wouldn't all the other allied forced immediately kill me, considering they were all armed? Perhaps I didn't care, as this felt like a video game, anyway.
    5. I'll Put It Back Together When I'm Done

      by , 01-25-2018 at 02:29 AM (The Fourth Factor)
      I find myself in a room that’s like my bedroom in my old house in K---, more or less. I notice a stranger is there—a dark-haired boy, maybe between eight and 10. I immediately go over and interrogate him—who is he, and what is he doing here in my house? But then I ‘remember’—he’s the neighbor’s kid, and we’ve arranged it so that he comes over here when he arrives home before his parents do so he doesn’t have to be in the house alone. Oops.

      After that, I want to make sure he feels welcome here, so I invite him over to my desk to see what I’m working on. I’m reverse engineering a notebook, I explain. I have it there: the powder blue leather-covered notebook I bought yesterday. I’m going to take it apart, and then I’m going to use what I learned to make a notebook of my own that’s similar in design. As I speak, I’m actually disassembling it. He doesn’t say anything—not once in the entire dream, I think—but he seems to be listening.

      And when I’m all done, I tell him, I’m going to put the original one back together. It won’t be exactly as it was before, since part of it was damaged in the process—something I easily could have avoided, but it doesn’t actually matter that much. I’m going to sew together some colorful scraps of leather to replace that part, and it’ll end up looking nicer that way anyway.

      At one point, he takes an envelope that’s stuffed into my desk organizer—it’s made from a greyish recycled paper, like the kind used for official correspondence in Germany—and sets it on top of a pile of unopened envelopes. Probably trying to help, I figure. I take the envelope and put it back where it was. The pile is unopened mail, I explain. In between finals, visiting family, everyone getting the flu and all the work being done on the house, there’s a lot I haven’t had the chance to look at yet.
    6. Game of Dreams – An Innocent Saved

      by , 01-25-2018 at 12:09 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      2018, 01-24

      Game of Dreams – An Innocent Saved

      I am Eddard Stark. I am in a large room standing next to my daughter. Aria is saying she didn’t mean to get into so much trouble. I tell her it wasn’t her fault, I know the truth. The queen bitch Cersei is quite pissed off. Joffrey is standing beside her. A lot of accusations are throwing around. Joffrey is saying Arya attacked him for no reason. Arya is saying that she attacked him because he was bullying her friend Mycah. I know Arya is telling the truth. One of my people brings Sansa into the room. She says she doesn’t even remember what happened. I am thinking that is a lie. It is finally decided that each child’s father will take care of that child’s discipline. But there are still more accusations thrown around. Joffrey is saying that Arya’s wolf him. He says he has the shredded and bloody shirt show for it. I asked how bad wound is? At this point he hesitates. He then says there is no wound because my other daughter, Sansa, it’s some kind of a witch and healed it. I ask if we are seriously going to entertain such nonsense?

      The king says we will have no more talk of witches. The queen says that the direwolves are still clearly dangerous. She says she does not want them around. She says the one wolf ran away, she knows that, but she wants the other one put down. I told him that’s not going to happen. The King seems to of had enough arguing. He just gets up and leaves. The queen says it’s just a matter of time before that wolf bites someone. I can tell by the way that she says it that even if Lady doesn’t bite anyone, she’s going to set it up to look like she did. It is not safe for Lady to stay with us any longer. She must be sent back to Winterfell. Sansa is crying and saying not to let them hurt lady. I tell her no one is going to hurt lady, but in order to be safe, lady has to go back to Winterfell. The queen says she wants that wolf’s pelt. I tell her that’s not going to happen. She says I had better not defy her. I told her the wolves will be gone, so just let it be. I telepathically focus on making her accept. She accepts that offer.

      I go outside to wear some of my own people are waiting. I told them what was decided, and I told them that they have to escort lady back to Winterfell. Sansa has a tearful goodbye with Lady before they load her into a wooden cage and depart. I am left to comfort to crying daughters. As we are walking away I see some horses returning. There are several horses, but only one rider. The rider is The Hound. Apparently he had been unable to find either Arya or her friend Mycah, but they did find trouble. He reveals to some of the King’s Guard that there was a woman with a sword for an arm and a man who held thunder in his hand. Joffrey has followed us out and says he thinks the dog has been drinking again. I know exactly what has happened, but I keep my mouth shut until I wake up.
    7. Game of Dreams – Dreams of a Gunslinger

      by , 01-25-2018 at 12:08 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      2018, 01-24

      Game of Dreams – Dreams of a Gunslinger

      I am in a forest. I walk for a ways, and I enter in area that is an open green field. I look out across the field and I see some horses running. I wonder what is going on. I move towards them, and then I see that there is a boy running out in front of the horses. They’re catching up with him very quickly. The people on the horses have weapons, and it looks like they’re trying to cut the boy down. But he’s just a kid! I wonder why they would be doing that, and I think it cannot be allowed. I run towards them, but it looks like I might be too late. That’s when I hear a loud bang. One of the people on the horses falls off. I look to where the sound came from, and there is a man in the field. The man fires his weapon again, from the sound it could only be a high caliber gun. Another of the riders falls off his horse. The boy is getting close to me now, and he is calling out for help.

      Then I see another two riders coming from the opposite direction, and this time I am able to get in between them and the boy. I form my right arm into an Alex Mercer blade then block his sword as he literally tries to remove the boys head. There is another deafening bang from the man’s gun, and the rider I just blocked falls from his horse. All of the horses are bolting now, scared of the loud noises. Most of them are fleeing without riders, but the one more that was headed in my direction also bolts whether its rider wants it to or not. That horses rider is clinging on for dear life as his horse takes him out of sight into the forest. He should count himself lucky that the horse bolted before he also got shot.

      The man that has been firing the gun comes over. I do a double take when I see it’s Roland from the dark Tower series. He asks if the boy is OK? I tell him yes the boy is fine. I change my arm back to normal. Roland says he knows me. He says he saw me back in Tull when those zombies attacked. He asks if this is another dream? I’m not sure what he is referring to, so I don’t answer. He asks if we’re somehow sharing the same dream? He says he had a dream earlier that he was in a castle. Or a hallucination… he’s not sure which. Then, without warning, Roland disappears. I guess he was dreaming, and now we woke up. So all there is to do now is escort this boy back to the group. The boy is Mycah, and I am remembering that he is the butchers son. He’s also arias friend. After a short while we find the main group. We find the butchers wagon, and Mycah’s father is very relieved to see him safe. Mycah starts telling his father all about everything that happened. The father looks quite worried, maybe he thinks the guards will try again to get rid of Mycah if it keeps him from telling the truth of what happened Joffrey. It is here that I wake up.
    8. Game of Dreams – The Unfair Prince

      by , 01-25-2018 at 12:06 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      2018, 01-24

      Game of Dreams – The Unfair Prince

      I am Sansa now, and I am with Prince Joffrey. I immediately want to punch him in the face. But for the time being, he’s being nice. We are out riding on horses. We ride around the area quite a bit, following some kind of a wildcat, exploring some ruins, it’s actually kind of fun. We have lunch and then ride some more. We hear some noises up ahead, and I want to leave. But Joffrey is being stubborn and wants to check it out. We go and we find my sister Arya and her friend Mycah playing at swords, using sticks as swords. I tell Joffrey it was just a couple of kids playing, there’s no need to interfere. But Joffrey won’t listen. We watch as Mycah disarms Arya, and then when he sees Joffrey, he drops his own stick. Mycah recognizes Joffrey as the prince and bows.

      At this time Joffrey starts being an asshole. He gets off his horse and pulls out his sword. He tells Mycah to pick up his sword and show him how good he is. Mycah says they were just playing, there are no swords, just sticks. I tell Joffrey to knock it off. Joffrey points his sword at Mycah. I go to get off my horse, but my foot gets caught in the stirrup and I fall. No one seems to notice that. Arya attacks Joffrey to keep him from hurting Mycah. Joffrey turns around and attacks her back. Mycah runs off into the trees. Arya throws a rock and misses Joffrey, but hits Joffrey’s horse in the bottom and makes him run away. I get up and go over to try to get between Joffrey and Arya, as it looks like he might hurt her. But before I can get to him, my sister’s wolf tackles him, biting his sword arm.

      Joffrey drops his sword, and start trying to get the wolf off of him. My sister calls the wolf off. Joffrey‘s arm is bloody and his clothes are ripped where he’s been bit. Arya picks up Joffrey’s sword, and after pausing to hear Joffrey whimper a bit, she throws it out into the river. Arya then runs off into the trees after Mycah. I am thinking if I hadn’t tripped I could’ve kept this incident from happening at all. But I did. So I will erase the evidence. I go over to Joffrey, who is still whimpering and cradling his hurt arm. I focus healing energy on his arm. His arm heals rather quickly. I see a faint blue glow around it. I also focused healing energy on the back of his head where Arya hit him with the stick. That heals as well, leaving no trace that he was attacked. Except for his ripped and bloody clothes, that is. After seeing the healing, Jeffrey freaks out. He called me a witch and runs away. I can’t help but laugh at his stupidity. I wake up.
    9. Game of Dreams – Gunslinger Takedown

      by , 01-25-2018 at 12:05 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      2018, 01-24

      Game of Dreams – Gunslinger Takedown

      I am in the tower with Bran, I am Catelyn Stark. Bran is unconscious in his bed. There is an idiot trying to talk to me about numbers. I tell him I don’t care about the numbers. He’s trying to talk about money, and the daily running of the castle. I don’t care. I tell him to go away. Robb comes in and tells him that he will take care of the details. I turn back to Bran. I focus healing energy on him. I see a faint blue glow around him. Robb is talking to me now, about how he is worried that my other children, him included, need me. There is a lot of commotion outside. Wolves howling, dogs barking, people yelling. Robb looks out the window and says there’s a fire at the library. He leaves to go tend to it.

      The next thing I know there’s a strange man in the doorway. He has a dagger, and look surprised to see me. He says I’m not supposed to be there. I said it’s too bad for him, I am here. I know right away he’s come to kill my son. I focus on forming my right arm into an Alex Mercer blade, I will remove his head. Nothing happens. I cursed myself briefly, wondering how I would expect Catelyn’s arm to turn into an Alex Mercer blade. The guy comes at me. He apparently intends to get rid of me first, it looks like he thinks I will be easy. Not so easy. I might not be able to form Alex Mercer weapons, but that doesn’t mean I’m helpless. I look around for something to use as a weapon. I dodge his attack and it puts him off balance. I plant a kick to his backside and knock him sprawling on his face. He scrambles to his feet as quick as he can.

      He turns back towards me, and then looks behind me. He drops a curse word, and then quickly goes out the window, a wolf grabbing at his heels as he goes. We are in a tower… I wonder where he thinks he can go. I run to the window and look out, and he’s climbing down the building like an Assassin from Assassins Creed. All the guards are helping with the fire, but I see a man down below my window. I call to him to stop that man, he tried to murder my son. The killer has reached ground, and is running across the courtyard. The man that was below my window responds. I looked closer, and he looks familiar. It looks like Roland from the Dark Tower books. My thoughts are confirmed when he pulls something from his side, and there is a deafening blast as he shoots. The killer falls to the ground. I am wondering what Roland is doing here. I look down again, and Roland is gone. Where did he go? I don’t get a chance to figure it out, I wake up.