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Just scribbling down some things I remember from this morning, a few hours after being awake. I dreamt my mom was involved in a horrific stabbing incident. I investigated the crime scene, and saw a lot of blood everywhere. I thought I'd be okay with it, but the scene was pretty gruesome. I think it was a movie theater lobby, and I saw no bodies anywhere. Evidently they were all gone, taken to the hospital. I didn't see any security or police or anything. I was fairly sure my mom was not harmed, but I also didn't have contact with her, so I was worried. I was just about to leave when two pretty girls appeared and wanted to investigate but were too spooked to do it alone. They pleaded with me to join them in looking around since I didn't seem to be scared. Great, if only I wasn't more worried about checking in on my family I really would have taken them up on their offer. How often do you get the opportunity? I left alone and started my search. The details here are foggy, but I recall seeing someone that looked exactly like my mom in a store. I talked with her and she didn't seem to recognize me. I asked her name and she gave something completely different than what I expected. She told me I was mistaken and to leave. I saw yet another person who had the same appearance in the store next door. Something weird is going on, and I want to solve it. As expected, she also was not who I was looking for.

Whether the dream changed or not, I found myself in a desert that felt a lot more like a video game. I seemed to be playing GunZ or some form of it. I think I was playing as a Mario character. I got surprise attacked by a person wearing full minecraft iron armor. I managed to get the lead on them and won the duel. I only got iron boots from them. Two more ambushed me and I again won the battle. I got two more pieces of armor and a good sword. Another attacked and I realized I needed to leave the place I was at. I checked my coordinates and found I was in the exact center of the map, of course that was why I was being hunted. I ran to the nearest city I could find and was in awe of how detailed it was. Tall cylindrical buildings with parkour stairways. The air was warm and breezy. I noticed the village went down a distance and the buildings continued the path. I saw some loot chests near the top of some buildings, but didn't want to risk going there in case I would fall. I got a bit too excited to explore and accidentally caught the wind and started gliding over a ravine. I made it to a safe landing and saw something that really caught my eye. It was a gigantic structure lit with LEDs and neon lights. I forget exactly what it said, but there was the name of something along with a topless woman.

The scene shifted a bit again. I was in an enclosed location with the structure in front of me. I reasoned that I was at some sort of movie theater / frat party. The sign was welcoming the party guests and saying what movies would be playing. I felt I didn't belong here, but still looked around to see what was here. I saw a couple of passed out drunk people in a living room. One completely nude. I saw a room down a hallway with a homeless looking guy inside and a sign on the door that said cannibal society. I saw another room down a ways that had several more nude people inside. I questioned whether I should participate in such a "lively party", but decided to leave instead.

I had another major dream segment where I was a child talking with my (irl) sister in law. She was with some loser who only wanted to get in her pants. I asked if she thought they had a future together and she said he didn't want to get married. We then had a discussion on how relationships shouldn't stay together if there is no hope for marriage.

Morning of October 19, 2018. Friday.

Dream #: 18,932-02. Reading time (optimized): 2 min. Readability score: 58.



In my dream, I am in an unfamiliar field, though it eventually seems to be modeled after the playground of my elementary school. A boy is playing soccer with older males. At one point, there is an accident. He gets kicked hard by others and falls so that his body vanishes. (This is the typical nonsensical “dream logic.”)

There are other people present making comments about the situation, saying that the boy should not have been there in the first place, implying the team members should have been within the same age range. It had been late in the afternoon, but now it is getting to be nighttime, and people are still debating the event.

An unfamiliar male (the preconscious avatar of this dream) picks up one end of a sidewalk. (This would be the northwest area of the West Elementary playground, but my dream self is only vaguely aware of this.) I lift the other (west) side, and we pick up the whole section, though it remains mostly diagonal. The body is not underneath it. I then start talking about how the season and the temperature relates to the level of difficulty in lifting sidewalk sections. I consider that we may be checking under all the others, but I wake after this scene.

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In the study of tens of thousands of my dreams on a day-to-day basis since childhood (for over fifty years), I have unlocked the recurring function of the preconscious helping my non-lucid dream self to resolve enigmatic space and return to consciousness. An aspect of this is “finding the sleeper,” which stems from the obvious subliminal thought of “Am I sleeping?” as well as “Where am I?” or “Where can my conscious self be found?” (to return to real life, not from the philosophical standpoint.)

The RAS simulacrum is lifting a sidewalk section to look under it, and I decide to help him (choosing to participate in my potential wakefulness). This process stems from childhood lucid dreams, where I would deliberately evade the RAS process and its avatars by sinking into the ground and chanting “invisible, invisible.” (I would find myself in an underground cave. I used to use devices, such as canes and bracelets with buttons, to augment my intent of sustaining my dream.)

The location is the same area where I deliberately sank under the ground in childhood lucid dreams, to sustain my adventure and the dream state after emergence into its vivified form. (Now, I mostly use doors, staircases, and virtual melatonin reinducers; water splashes and Naiads.)

The reticular formation’s simulacrum lifting the sidewalk section is modeled after the lifting of a trapdoor, to remind me that my waking life identity can leave the essence of the dream world. The falling boy was the vestibular event. My location and orientation in contrast to the preconscious avatar’s were the same as in those early dreams. (Ultimately, I am, at least physically, no longer a boy, so that property will not necessarily emerge during the waking process.)

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I am always dreaming, even in the waking time I am dreaming, daydreaming, dreaming at nights and dreaming in dreams. My mind is too far away from being lucid for most of the time, I have to do something about it.

I remember that the best recall and few lucid dreams were products of my sleeping on my back (usually I sleep on side), so I will try to make a habit of sleeping on back, last night I did it, my sleep monitoring app even said that as it didn't notice ANY movements it can't analyze my sleep!

Starting from today, I will try to go to bed before 21:00, wake up after 4.5 hours of sleep, analyze the dreams or read this forum for 20 minutes and try WILD. I hope it will help...

Summary for to-do:

Sleep on the back
Stay for 20 minutes awake after 4.5 hours of sleep and try WILD
Record everything

I am walking with some books, a few girls all in black are passing by, I feel out of place, accidentally I press a button on my keys and the car truck opens just when they are passing my car. I feel embarrassed to make it look intentional I go there and put the books into it... I am driving the car through bazaar through narrow passages asking them to make way.