non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening Lucidity: ⭐ (1/5) Clear: ⭐⭐ (2/5) ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ An homage party to Saramago (portuguese literature Nobel winner). Manuel Alegre (another portuguese guy who writes poetry but is an idiot) gets on the stage, says some incendiary things, seems drunk. People remove him by force but he picks up a fight with a young journalist and it is mayhem. In an hospital, some bad guys come in and make hostages. I sneak out to the next room before they see me, but one suspects something. I hide behind a reclinable chair in the room, no time to run away. They don't see me though. But other people who escaped come in and they find me. I decide to take action and with their help, I attack the leader of the bad guys. Not easy, end up fighting two people. In Lisbon, downtown, dressed really hot and cool, get out from whatever place I am to go for a quick stroll. Can't take to long, left something hanging. I come across a fair of second-hand and vintage stuff. Would love to look at things in detail, but I have to just pass quickly. Sellers are all young people and a couple of them block my way and insist that I stop and buy something. I say I can't, they don't seem to accept very well. I go back to the place I was before. With some girl friends, including Zilla, we're playing with some crazy afro wigs, testing how they look on us. They are a bit over the top, but I like it. I also try some gorgeous clothes. On a beach type environment, me and Riverstone are worried making shelters for us and others, due to an upcoming storm. I dig around some big rocks, making up space like some basic galleries to duck in between the rocks. Riverstone chose to built some kind of tent, that falls down at the first accumulation of rain. Somehow, Donald Trump is involved in the scene. He is going through some heavy defeat and he can't cope with the feeling, so in the midst of this storm, he kills himself. My first feeling is that a human being committed suicide and I honestly feel bad for him, but then I realize who he is and realize how this can be such great news for the world.
Afternoon of November 7, 2018. Wednesday. Dream #: 18,951-07. Reading time: 40 sec. Readability score: 60. Ralph Waite as on the 1980s television series “The Mississippi” is the main speaker at a meeting in a business-like environment in a large office, though he sits at a desk while speaking. He is wearing a dark suit. I am semi-lucid, and in the back of my mind, I had been contemplating more precise terms for common induction, dreaming, and waking processes for statistical reasons. One of these was considering the statistical variation between male and female vestibular system simulacrums to see if there was a significant difference when part of the flight symbol subset. Ralph’s talk seems to be about the nature of dreams and laws regarding them, but I do not discern the content of what he is telling the other males. He has a hardcover book open and refers to it now and then. There is a slight change of mood, and Ralph sits atop a giant sparrow (suddenly outside the building) and flies off on it. male vestibular system simulacrum (in flight), (Ralph Waite) literal dream space thread
A sequence with a party and it is supposed to be in my house thrown by someone who has no right to do so. The image is a man from my younger days. I am sort of lucid and decide a fancy kung-fu battle would be fun. I challenge him and he disappears into the crowd. I try to morph the features of a stranger to match the guy I want to fight with, however they change into my sons features. I wonder if there is some meaning behind this?
I see into a lake and a shape raise from the depths. It is a giant cat fish. I look from a new angle and am amazed. Next I see a giant fish that is like a groumi. Now the view shifts to a man swimming out in the lake and a colossal fish like a grouper comes up from underneath to eat him. It breaks the surface and the man balances on one side of of its open mouth. When the fish is as far out of the water as it can get the man dives off into the lake. This happens one more time. The fish goes after another person and it catches a lady in its mouth but she falls out onto the shore. I go and examine her and she has huge cuts. I decide to catch the fish and then wake up.
Recent Comments
