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Created Saturday 13 October 2018

Just more fragments and a brief LD.

Scrap Group 1
In a school. Cut to the cafeteria after school. Many dessert items were being given out for free, including flan, homemade zebra cakes, and what appeared to be a pineapple volcano yellow cake. There were two lines in opposite ends of the room. I criss crossed between both out of confusion. When I got to the front, the attendant there (who seemed like this Hatian girl I had as a classmate way back in highschool) accused me of stealing something. I looked at my hand, to find a chunk of pineapple and some sauce was in my fingers. I assured her this was all a mistake, but she wouldnt' listen.

Something of playing Megaman X.

Dreamlets converted to a DILD. I crawl out of bed, and made it as far to the living room before I collapsed. Warp. I was back in my old job at the gas station, crossing between the aisles of the grocery area. A thief was running off with some beer. Through telekinesis, I dragged the scoundrel back inside, after which I slammed him to the ceiling and and to the ground, releasing him only once I was sure I'd broken something. Seconds later, another bastard tried to pull the same thing, and then a third. Each suffered similar consequences. The last one cried foul, and even had the audacity to threaten to call the police. How droll.

As I am falling asleep, I feel my dream body begin to roll over. At first I'm rolling slowly then I start to roll faster and faster to the point where I feel more like I'm spinning rather than rolling. I find myself in a dream scene and do a reality check. I realize I'm dreaming. I start moving towards the garage but suddenly the dream goes dark and blurry. I immediately shout "CLARITY TIMES TWO!" Nothing happens. I try again and cry "INCREASE CLARITY!" Again nothing happens. I am annoyed that it doesn't do anything to improve the clarity of the dream. Nonetheless, I decide to continue on my way, hoping that the dream won't collapse soon. I enter the garage and to my relief the room is brightly lit and stable. I look around the room for a broom. To my dismay there is no broom in the room. I feel a sense of desperation and imagine that there is a broom just out of my field of vision. I turn to my left and am surprised to see a broom there although I don't question it. I grab the broom and rush outside.

I climb onto the broom and start flying upwards. At first I'm flying up at a rather horizontal angle. Shortly afterwards I'm flying straight up (literally vertically) into the sky. As I'm flying higher and higher I can't help but notice that the clouds aren't getting any closer and that I'm flying at a very slow speed. I decide to trick my mind into thinking that I'm already at an extremely high altitude. I look down and can see that I am indeed far above the land as the buildings look like small insects. I turn back around just in time to see that I am passing through the clouds. There are two huge hot air balloons there. One is red, the other is blue. I wake up.

Find the one without a mask

There were a lot of people everywhere, they were all around my age. So in their early 20s basically. What I noticed was that they all had animal masks on, covering their faces. The masks looked really terrifying and I couldn’t help but to feel very uncomfortable when looking around. The swine mask seemed very popular which also happened to be the most scary one. I was the only one without any mask and therefore felt very scared and alone. As I kept looking around, I noticed a guy standing in a corner staring down at the ground, without a mask. Suddenly I felt so relieved and walked up to him to say hello. When I came closer I saw that it was Jay. He was really shy and as he spoke, I could easily tell english wasn’t his first language but I already knew about that. He even tried to speak spanish but it went hilariously wrong and I couldn’t help but to laugh. I told him that he could sit down since he seemed so nervous because of the other people with the masks. He smiled and we kept talking.



Note: Jay is from a Kpop group, iKON.

Morning of October 13, 2018. Saturday.

Dream #: 18,926-01. Optimized 3 minute read.




Part of my dream’s initial setting has the essence of the Cubitis house’s kitchenette (1978) though its placement in the surroundings is incorrect. It features a 1990s washing machine instead of a stove. (My mother only ever had a wringer washing machine with a cylindrical body when we lived there.) There is an open space to the right (when facing west) leading to a big bedroom with other rooms beyond.

My dream self mistakenly thinks it is Marilyn’s house. (Marilyn is a half-sister on my mother’s side who died in 2014. My dream self does not recall she died, and she appears here as in the late 1960s.)

The washing machine inexplicably slides across the floor, turning at an angle. An invisible force drags it to the bedroom. It stops near a door on the opposite side, near the bed. I find this event fascinating, so I tell Marilyn about it.

I discover the ghost of an unknown boy hiding under the bed after Marilyn informs me. I perceive him as sitting in a Padmasana position (Lotus Pose), although there would not be enough vertical space in a real-world scene.

I find a small radio station control room in the house, though it is mainly featureless. I talk to Jim through its closed window. (Jim is a half-brother on my mother’s side who died in 2008. My dream self does not recall he died. He appears as he did in the 1970s.) He tells me I should never talk about the ghost to anyone outside our home, but I disagree with him, so he seems sad.

I intensely focus on my marriage to Zsuzsanna and our miraculous “coincidences.” I talk about them as if they resulted from a divine force above us. Astoundingly, despite this, my dream self does not attain waking-life recognition.

I return to the bedroom. Marilyn informs me that the ghost boy’s parents, also ghosts, had been hiding in the wardrobe for a long time.

I open the wardrobe to investigate but mainly focus on an unfamiliar stocky man in glasses. He wears a suit. His right eye seems lower than it should be, angled downward. It is also a shorter distance from his left eye than what would be natural.

I hold out my right hand for him to shake. I am sincere and cheerful. He willingly shakes my hand. I place my left hand over his right hand, and tactility increases. I am confident and peaceful as I acknowledge him with a sincere smile as if I am happy to meet him.

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Intelligently understanding dreams:

In actuality, I am asleep in bed, vaguely contemplating mobility because of my status of REM atonia. That is why I imagine a force dragging something to the bed. It is a washing machine to remind me I am undressed while sleeping.

Shaking hands compensates for becoming intuitively aware of somatosensory phasing caused by variations in REM atonia (paralysis while sleeping, which occurs through all dreams throughout the sleep cycle in healthy people). It also acknowledges the waking transition - unification with my real-life awareness. This act, and hugging, are the two fundamental forms of this intuitive process, depending on my willingness to wake up during a specific part of my dream.

The unusual downward eye is an intuitive association with having my eyes closed during sleep. The “boy ghost” in the Lotus Pose under the bed is also a dream state signifier.

There are two main reasons for ghosts appearing in my dreams.

One reason is instinctual awareness of my dream self being an incomplete form of my true conscious self. That includes my lack of real-world mobility corresponding with the false physicality (vestibular-motor phasing) of dreaming. Even if I walk around in a dream, I am not walking with my body in a real-world event. This type of intuitive awareness integrates into various dream narratives. Unlike others, I rarely fear protoconsciousness, either in hypnopompic sleep paralysis or in the dream state proper (and its natural REM paralysis).

The other reason is my deliberate summoning of ghosts, monsters, or haunting scenarios to bring about ASMR, which I learned to do in childhood. However, ASMR, predominant in the bliss of hypnopompic paralysis, is not usually as present in the dream state.

At high levels of lucid dreaming, I have less control of a dream because of conscious bias (excluding hypnagogic and post-hypnagogic dreaming experiences). I know that ghosts, movie monsters, aliens, etc. - do not exist, so summoning such content is futile.

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I remember walking on my grandparents house which has been deeply modified by my dad. He’s not there anymore. It’s night and I see somebody’s shadow on the outside. I go down the stairs to see who is it. They’re two drunk vampires who sit there. The doors are made of crystal. They turn to see me and start to behave aggressively. I put my fingers in a cross shape to scare them out. It works, I don’t follow my question on how could something like that work. I come back and see one of the doors my dad carved on one of the walls. I remember I use to dream such things. I know it’s not a dream because I know it leads to a nasty bathroom. Dream goes on without even asking about all the weird stuff...

Non-dream stuff - woke up a bit before 9 but didn't recall any dreams. Woke up again around 10 recalling some non-lucid stuff.

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Fragment 1:
I was playing the game Freelancer, it felt as though I was "in" it; I was in a system that doesn't exist in the game, though I've dreamed similar systems before. It was like the Omicron Alpha system and some of the Sigma systems.

It was a high level area but for some reason I was in the starter ship, and all the NPC ships were showing up red (hostile); despite this, they weren't actually attacking, more like they disliked me rather than hated me (which wouldn't show up as red in the real game).

I don't think there were any planets in this system and there was one star and I could see some asteroid belts in the distance. The "sky" had some blue nebulas and bright stars but was mostly dark.

Dream 2:
I remember being in a small and cramped kitchen, the ceiling was kind of low, especially for a kitchen. There was a fluorescent light that lit up the entire room. In the kitchen were myself, my partner (H) and our friend (M).

Can't remember what we were initially talking about, but while we all talked I crouched next to the fridge and opened it to have a look inside; the fridge didn't seem to have a light inside, and as I opened the door I hit M with it by accident. I said sorry and he said it was ok. I hadn't realised he was standing just there, somehow. I couldn't find anything I wanted really but I can't actually remember what was inside the fridge.

I got up and closed the door and saw the time on some red 7-segment display: 17:09. M mentioned he was going to go to bed in a few seconds, I showed some surprise and asked "shouldn't we be having dinner then?" and we apparently hadn't had lunch yet, as H said "well, make it be our lunch too then".

I think M was considering whether to eat before bed or not, and I think I asked what time he was getting up at, which he said would be 7AM or something. I walked in the opposite direction from M, past H, who was sat on a chair, and on a counter there was a pile of stuff under a tea towel. I took it off and underneath were some ready-made food packs, like chicken with noodles and vegetables. I grabbed one that was open, implied to be leftovers, and grabbed a nearby fork and ate some of the chicken. It tasted a bit... bland. I was disappointed and the rest didn't look that appetising; in fact, the rest of the chicken in this pack looked a bit pink and like it had a few white spots. But I knew it was cooked properly because these packs come pre-cooked and when I tasted some, it didn't taste raw. I nearly questioned all of this but the dream ended.

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Some notes:

• When I used to play Freelancer, going to higher end systems in a low-level ship wasn't too uncommon for me; the dream hostility implication being that most of the factions I'd want to ally with are ones that you start off as being hostile towards, and the other thing is that if I was starting a new game, because I was good at avoiding shots, there were good wreckage and freight piracy spots in some of these areas, giving a quick boost to being able to get to a higher-end ship sooner.
• I mostly remember seeing Outcast and Lane Hacker factions in the dream. The appearance of Lane Hackers in the dream is strange because they are allies of the Outcasts but I almost never interacted with them.
• In the second dream, M seemed a bit sad or upset and not really up to talking. This is probably residual from his current real-life situation.
• The pink bits on the chicken looked odd because they were on the outside, where the chicken did look cooked; because of the small white spots, I think I probably would have concluded it to be some sort of bacterial or fungal growth, had the dream carried on. I should remember to do a RC when food tastes funny or bland in general.
• Although I remember arriving at the kitchen from outside, I don't remember an outside or a previous dream.

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Scoring thus far:
+ Previous score: 34.0

+ This DJ entry score (breakdown below): 8.5
++ Recall a non-lucid fragment: 0.5
++ Recall a non-lucid dream: 1.0
++ Recall any non-lucid dream over 7 consecutive nights: 7.0
Though I could probably consider that "fly" happened in the first dream, I don't remember enough sensations to consider it valid.

= Total score thus far: 42.5

Managed to WILD using my new refined technique. Dream lasted about 10 minutes:
I started the dream in bed, and, after walking around a bit I remembered to do the TotM. I then went directly to the kitchen balcony, where I keep my brooms and jumped off the balcony. I flew around a bit, however the broom was too short, so I had to go back and switch. Being equiped with a better broom I flew in the direction of the rising sun, coming upon a tall building and a parking station. As the sun rose a man came out of his car and I started flying up... The clouds, light grey and relatively dispersed weren't directly above me, so, as I rose I could see a "longitudinal cut"of the clouds, a bit like the layers of a lasagna. The higher I went the lighter in colour the layers of clouds were. I think I saw brown clouds however... After that I flew around a bit and went up a mountain, but I woke up and nothing eventful happened.

I'm in a strange drea and there are nonsensical events going on. This event was on TV and it was about two mini fighters going at each other in a paper bag. I end up with the paperbag and I can hear the commentary talking inside and the people are at the bottom of this brown paper bag ready to go at it. I lose interest in that and left from the lit livingroom and now is in a dark place. A live wrestling even is happening in this room and it feature wrestlers that you probably never heard of because it is a tiny and hidden business. Anyhow a wrestler is announced as Butter pig Brundy and his music starts to play. It is an upbeat comical melody and the tron shows a pink pig that looks happy with a partially opened stick of butter above him. The enterence is strange and looks like home made drapes. He'll probably come from behind those. I waited and nothing happened and realized that the drapes I was seeing are the blinds in my room because I woke with my eye open expecting him to show up from behind them.

Wakes up fully and go back to sleep.

It was now daytime and I'm in my room, watching TV.I have three TVs in my room and two of them are on. The middle one and the on to the right of it, sitting on a table. I only saw what was on the middle one that featured some kind of ad. I didn't pay it any mind, was just sitting there at the foot of the bed gazing around until I saw the person that was talking on the screen. His image was distorted and seemed like it was pulled away from the edges of the screen since all around him was white. The TV was broken and now is not displaying the image right. He face is all crumpled up and distorts as he moves around and talk about stuff. The most prominent thingI saw, was his mouth. It looked like it was bestial because it had pointed teeth.

I'm in some kind of situation where I have to walk across an obstacle of some sort and right below it was lava. It was mostly reddish orange and glowing through dark rocks. The only thing above this was a thin rack which I knew was hot. I looked at my feet and only had on some pink open toed slippers. Nope. I had to cover my feel with something or it would hurt like hell, trying to cross that. I looked around and a candy rack was next to me. on it was some twizzlers and and Strawberry sour puch candy straws. I took a bag of sours down and began to line the inside of my slippers with them. I can see the layer of the sour stuff on each straw I used. This is not going to work, i just know it.

Wake up and was glad that I didn't go through with that idea.

I go to sleep again and this time I'm in a completely different place. Now I'm at a hotal and was on a 14 day vacation there. I didn't have a problem with that and sat on the floor. A megazord was next to me and I started playing with it. I transformed its arms which were white and bulky and realized that this was the SPD Megazord. I flipped some gold colored pieces that looked like tiny shields on his knees and then felt something in my mouth. It felt like plastic megazord pieces but I didn't try to take them out. I knew something was there but for some odd reason didn't even try to spit the out. I went into the restroom and the light was out. There was water on the floor and I flicked the light on and it actually came on! Some weird music started to play then woke up.

Day time. I'm at the lakeshore apartments and things have happened in this dream but can't remember. I'm half way coming up the steps from outside and right in front of the steps was a chair. It was an old fabric, faded teal colored chair. I'm able to see what was under it ans saw a sand colored antbed, partially covering a black metal rail thing, used for the adjustable chair to slide on. Apparently this chair had been here for quite some time for ants to be able to build on it. I looked at the antbed and saw a couple of tiny black specks moving around on it. Yep defiantly one. Then I saw a maggot poke its head out of it and then another until the bed fell apart and inside was full of maggots, wiggling around. the tiny dots scattered away as their home got dominated by the robber maggots. As I turned to leave that place a male, white DC came in and pointed out the source of the maggots. He pulled the chair out from in a corner and behind it was a huge, dead animal. It had white colored fur but was too decomposed to recognize what it once was. The DC touched the thing and pulled it up by its hind leg and it broke in half, revealing thousands on wiggly maggots. I nearly barfed and ran outside before the smell could hit me.

Non-lucid dream, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm looking out my upstairs bedroom window in our family's house [our first one that I lived in as a kid - the one that didn't have upstairs bedroom windows, it was only one story in real life], watching my parents and sister drive away in their new Honda SUV. They drive up onto a freeway offramp, where they get out of the new SUV and get into a different vehicle [bus, I think?]. The now-empty SUV is a self-driving car, so I watch it come back down the freeway offramp and drive itself along one of the main roads through our neighborhoods. I realize that if we're going to get it back, I'm going to have to go chase after it. I know that it's brand-new, my parents just bought it, and since I'm home alone, I'm now responsible for it.

I run out of the house and chase after the SUV, on foot. You'd think it would either keep going in a straight line and crash into something, or else it would be programmed to either pull over and stop or come back to our driveway and park itself, I think, but no. It's programmed to follow the streets and turn at randomly-selected corners, of which there are many in our tract-home neighborhood. Fortunately, it does so very slowly, slowly enough that I almost catch up to it a couple of times, even running after it on foot. I follow it into the neighborhood on the opposite side of that main road I mentioned, just north of the one where our house is. I lose sight of it and yell, "NANOOK!" before I remember, It's a car, not a dog. It can't hear you. [No surprise it's a Honda; my parents have been loyal to them for many years. The odd part is that they never name their cars in real life.]

I finally see Nanook the Honda SUV parked nose-in to the chain-link fence at the front of somebody's front yard, which stops it for long enough that I can get close, but it gets away from me again before I can get in. [I think - my memory gets fuzzy here. It was a fun and amusing dream, though.]

Created Friday 12 October 2018

Quite a bit to note. Unfortunately, tension made it difficult to retain details.

Scrap Group 1
Doing some kind of GTA type burglary job with an unknown partner. Our mark was in some rundown apartment room. We didn't even bother with subtlety, merely breaking in while the owners (a couple heavily into gang culture, but obviously not part of one themselves) were still around. We did, however, have access to cloaking devices. I searched the place while my partner cowed the owners into giving valuables, but we could find nothing of interest. Later, I almost strangled the woman there to death to keep her from doing something. Cut to us driving around urban streets in a trashy old sedan. While cutting through a park, we get trapped in a wide road barricade. Soon, a police cruiser cut us off, and we were arrested immediately. A display indicated that a lot of loot from previous runs were confiscated, though only those that implicated us to those thefts.

Walking around a lakeside park at night. I hear and sing a song from the 70's 'The Hobbit' movie.

In a trading pavilion in the old west. Merchants from the Middle East somehow made it all the way there. I talk to a Moorish trader, who'd mistaken me for an Arab. I did claim to partially speak the language (I don't). He, for forgotten reasons, compares my skin color to that of a painting of a clay building and statue.

Many false awakenings in a hotel room. I get aware in one of them, where I flied around briefly, but couldn't get past a balcony.

Watching some cartoon. Terry Bogard from Fatal Fury asks a swole mercenary for help, but is refused. Cut. I'm walking down the poorly lit spiral staircase of a narrow medieval tower. I'm carrying around my niece over my shoulders. At a lower level, we cross MCU Thanos, who was in a heated argument with some other fictional character. The two then get into a brawl. I rushed my niece downstairs as fast as I could.

This one was actually one day after the other two. Just didn't have the time to post it at that moment.

I am in a room in some kind of basement. The room is full of stuff and had a window in the back of it. I hear some one out in the hall moving around and saw that it was Zenyatta! He was pulling something big in front of him and he didn't notice me. I remained silent but thought about him getting me with his orbs and didn't want that to happen. He continued to pull this big load looking to be a beige colored fabric bin that you's see at a retail store. When the workers come and move things around, bring out new clothes and knick knacks. He stopped after a while and then he came into the room I was in and spotted me at the back, trying to hide in clothes. Zen pulled them off of me and was wondering what I was doing down here.

Afternoon of October 12, 2018. Friday.

Dream #: 18,925-02. Reading time: 15 sec.



I had fallen asleep on the couch while sitting up. Zsuzsanna was out with our children at the time. The television was on, and it was fairly loud. I could hear it through the veil of sleep. It was a man’s voice talking continuously. As soon as he stopped talking, and there was silence for about two seconds, I experienced a typical falling dream (waking start).

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Non-dream stuff - Woke up at around 9:20 recalling one or two non-lucid dreams, sat up to make note of one of them and forgot the other.

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Dream:
I was in a town I don't recognise and it was night time. I was head to some place and then I ran into a stray dog, which looked like a mix between a dalmatian and a husky or something. But it was very scruffy and some fur was missing. Though I felt sorry for the dog I was initially wary that it may be aggressive or carrying fleas.

It got very close to me, rubbing against my legs but I kept moving on and it kept following me. I was going into some sort of garden/park and there were small trees but they made enough shade even at night that it felt considerably darker now. There were pairs of wild cats or something and they did look aggressive.

I was avoiding getting too close but the dog following me started growling and barking at them, I said "shh silly dog, stop that!"

The cats didn't react very much, but I was afraid they would but the dog stopped provoking them and continued following me.

Eventually at the other end of the park there was a brick wall, part of a building. In the wall there was a square doorway, literally a hole in the wall.

Inside was a small dark room and there was a mini shower for the dog and some dog shampoos and things. I turned on the shower or it came on by itself and the dog became a person. At that point I thought the dog shampoo might not be such a good idea anymore since it wasn't meant to be used on people.

Then there was some transition and it was implied I was on the other side of the building; it wasn't as dark now, it was starting to become day. There was a dirt path and a barn or something and a boy with a backpack.

I was here like the boy to do some sort of exam, but I remember I had some pills, 4 or 5 of them and oddly enough I put all of them in my mouth at the same time, and struggled a bit but managed to swallow them. They were all different colours, as I remember holding them and looking; white, light blue, magenta and something else.

Then I walked towards the barn and I remember walking up a couple of steps and entering. I think someone was there but my memory of the dream kind of ends here.

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Some notes:

• The dog was smaller than I would expect for either of the two breeds it seemed to be.
• The cats looked a bit like lynxes or bobcats or something, they were fairly big but not much bigger than the dog.
• The bit with the pills was particularly odd; I never carry pills around, but of course there's some contextual residue that I take supplements before bed sometimes. The fact that I took so many at the same time was odd too because it can be difficult to swallow just one large pill without a drink, let alone a few more at the same time.
• I remember the dog shampoo bottle looked a bit like a plant feed bottle; it was plastic, red body, green cap.

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Scoring thus far:
+ Previous score: 32.0

+ This DJ entry score (breakdown below): 2.0
++ Recall a non-lucid dream: 1.0
++ Help someone in need: 1.0 (the dog, I felt like I was helping my letting it follow me, as I didn't know what would happen otherwise and would feel guilty otherwise)

= Total score thus far: 34.0