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    1. Log 1099 - Morbidity and Fury

      by , 05-02-2018 at 11:46 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Wednesday 02 May 2018

      Got one dream in memory today, part of which I had lucidity. There's a lot more to it, I'm sure, perhaps even another lucid scene...


      WBTB, then insomnia, before this dream started.

      Dream 1 - Morbidity and Fury

      Scene 1 - Smooth, Fuzzy Frohawk
      The visuals were a bit blurred. I was in the bathroom. While shaving, I noticed my hair had randomly changed into a mishmashed frohawk, fuzzy at some parts, and smooth in others. Took about minute before I figured out the dream. Things destabilized. There were various forgotten scenes before a transition to below.

      Scene 2 - Corpse Curiosity
      Stuck at the void. Still aware. I got morbidly curious of how people would react to finding a corpse in public. While remaining a disembodied spectator, a scene formed ahead, blurred at first, then mostly clarifying over time. This depicted a large arborous park in the middle of a city, overcast day sky above. Exposed behind a bench and trash can was the body of a dead woman, 40's, average build, slightly tanned skin, dirty blond hair, and in warm-colored formal wear. There were no apparent wounds, nor signs of decomposition.

      Passerby's appeared within a minute's time. At first, people didn't seem to notice her, or perhaps they just didn't care at all. Later, a mother and young child seated themselves on the bench. It took the kid's inquery, then horrified reaction, to finally get people to acknowledge the tragedy. Before any emergency personnel arrived, a pack of reprobates started openly looting the dead woman's belongings.
      This disturbed me enough to lose awareness. Unwitting transition.

      Scene 3 - Toy Air Counterattack
      The visuals were a bit blurred. Semi-lucid (knew this wasn't real, just not necessarily a dream). I was walking between the aisles of a toy store. Notably, I was an extraordinalily tiny figure within this enviornment, perhaps no bigger than a sugar ant.

      Soon, a woman (gigantic from my viewpoint) passes by. In fact, this was the above-mentioned dead lady, only very much alive at that point, of course. I float up to eye level, where I waved and shouted a greeting at her. Upon noticing me, the woman was driven into a snarling rage, swatting and striking at me without relent. Reactively, I created a fighter jet, forming it such that I was already flying it. I swooped around the angry giantess, dodging her attacks. Concurrently, I blasted her when given the chance, taking shots at and behind her joints. These may as well have been toy munitions, for they had no effect, save for enraging the woman further.

      One bad turn, and the jet was caught in the giant woman's hand. She then made the unusually diligent effort to try and peel me out of my vehicle. Well, whatever she had in mind, the dream ended before she could act out on such.

      Updated 05-03-2018 at 12:14 AM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    2. 1,424 words

      by , 05-02-2018 at 05:36 PM
      2018-05-02 -.pdf

      ^please click pdf above to see it with images

      If anyone has any feed back on my formatting or anything like that please let me know. I'm just trying out different things.


      if you would rather just read the text, without images, here it is below!

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    3. The Past is No More

      by , 05-02-2018 at 01:40 PM (Inner World حلم Gamma Waves)
      It is grey with much cloudy weather, I go outside and begin to run to no where. I then see a bear with a yellow shirt and yellow shoes. I then decide to run the opposite direction of it as I knew it would try to eat me. I became lucid at this point and look back to notice it has a ridiculous run about it. I don't understand how a bear could run like that but I made it in to this van and took cover for a few moments.

      Before making my way to the old house I use to live in. I closed the door and recalled that in previous dreams like this, the door would never close all the way even when I would shut it. I look back and could see the door was still open. I slammed it in and gave a huge relief. I then woke myself.
      Tags: bear, running
      Categories
      lucid
    4. Dream - The Paris Rats & I Know Who You Are

      by , 05-02-2018 at 12:16 PM
      Date of Dream: WED 2 MAY - 2018



      Dream No. 319 - Separated Sections

      Dream 319 A - The Paris Rats
      This dream wasn't too vivid. From what I can remember, I was walking around this complex full of huge sheds. It's when I was inside them thought that they looked more like the interior of old houses or a garage with house furniture in it. As I was walking through them, I managed to catch sight of WB in the distance who looked really angry towards me. There were some similarly aged family friends with her who were giving me all these piercing glares as well. As much as I sighed at their snarky attitudes and ignorance for who I really am, I walked out of there and the dream moved to the next scene.

      I was walking around some unknown outdoor area but I could tell that it had just been raining. There was a huge puddle filled with muddy water, almost big enough to be a lake. Out of it jumped one of the rats from the Sly 2 Paris episode... An enlarged version of it with the exact same appearance and even clothing as in-game. The rat also had the exact same move-sets as in the game; I fought this rat by slapping it constantly and I won. I came across another puddle and it was a Sly 2 Paris frog; same deal, I slapped it up and won. And then the third time, it was another rat; slapped it and won. I forgot what happened for the remainder of the dream.

      Dream 319 B - I Know Who You Are
      I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was looking through some Discord “stream-chat”; this website was a mix between Facebook, Instagram and Discord. On there, I saw a cartooned image of someone that was claiming to be SkipDip, who in real life is supposedly responsible for Logan's current ad struggles on YouTube. I sent a message to SkipDip and I said to him, “If you don't stop flagging Logan's YouTube videos, I will freeze all your assets and the only method of capital gains tax you'll have access to is the frozen indexation method”. That's all I can remember about this dream.



      Dream Trophies Achieved:

      - None



      Dream Competition #3 (2018) - Housekeeping Details:

      Dream Guides (Worth 10 points if lucidly summoned):
      1. Dreamy WB/Miss T
      2. Murray
      3. Mario and/or Luigi

      Emergency Team (Can act as dream guides but are only 5 points if lucidly summoned):
      1. Sly
      2. Bentley
      3. Dreamy Logan (Probationary License)

      Scoring Template...
      Competition Night:
      Lucid or Non-Lucid:
      Dream Guide:
      Emergency Team:
      Eligible For Competition points:

      Points Calculator...
      Points For This Entry:
      Calculation Details:
      Total Accumulated Points:



      Non-Lucid Fragment = 2 paragraphs or less (unless stated that the dream finished)
      Full Non-Lucid = 3 paragraphs or more




      Dream 319: Results (Competition #3)

      319 A
      Competition Night: 1
      Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
      Dream Guide: None
      Emergency Team: None
      Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

      319 B
      Competition Night: 1
      Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
      Dream Guide: None
      Emergency Team: None
      Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



      Points For This Entry: 1.0
      Calculation Details:
      - Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
      - Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)

      + Previous Total: Nil
      Total Accumulated Points: 1.0

      Updated 05-03-2018 at 11:59 AM by 93119

      Categories
      non-lucid
    5. Alien Salvation

      by , 05-02-2018 at 11:02 AM
      Morning of May 2, 2018. Wednesday.



      My dream begins with the very common circadian rhythm correlation of the “something wrong with the sun” factor.

      In late afternoon, I am in a distortion of my Cubitis home, on the east side of the living room, though it is implied as our present home. I become aware that the sun is becoming too hot for life to continue on Earth. Thus, this is a typical “end of the world” theme (though these are rarely nightmarish for me in the way described by other people), which has occurred on a regular basis for over fifty years. I perceive much of the solar system as being oriented above and beyond the house to the east, with the implication there is no detail rendered elsewhere (such as beyond the other side of the world or to the west). This is surreal, as there are vestibular dynamics where I seem to “fall” into outer space in a dream within a dream and then shift back into my original dream’s setting without waking or with any perceived concurrent threat or concern other than the prospect of the sun eventually becoming too hot. It is as if my dream self is subliminally testing the autosymbolic (vestibular) design of my dream before deciding to continue (even though I am not viably lucid).

      I am aware that the sun’s heat will be increasing exponentially, and that in a few hours it will be about 6,400 degrees (or 80^2). A number of unknown people are present. Some of the others talk about surviving for a few additional hours. Apparently, they believe they can live for an extra hour or two, or longer, by staying in a building with an air conditioner that remains on. We all go out to find a safer location.

      There is a surreal scene where I am temporarily inside an upright hollow rectangular prism. Someone else is near the top looking down at me, as I am looking up from within it. There is some sort of ambiguous association with it being a vehicle. It seems nighttime at this point, but soon switches back to afternoon.

      While in an unfamiliar building on the third floor, I watch equidistant soap bubbles float by outside. I realize that this means aliens are present (subliminally influenced by comic book story I had not thought of at all in years). I consider that the aliens are here to save humanity, even though I only see the spaceship briefly in a dream within a dream. Some of the others suggest that we need to go underground, though we remain on the first floor for a time.

      My dream becomes more vivid and I am now in a distortion of the Loomis Street house, near the back door. A doll walks in from outside. It is about a foot high. It does not talk but makes clicking and humming noises as if to analyze a person’s status. A teddy bear also walks in as well as a stuffed elephant (with a floral print) walking on its back legs. They are all the same height.

      In the final moments prior to waking, I consider that the friendly and helphful aliens are very shy, so they sent in these devices to make first contact and to study people for a time before taking the human race to another planet to ensure survival.



      The “alien” association is caused by the transient dream self not being correlated with the conscious self identity while in REM sleep (as the non-lucid dream self has neither viable contact with the unconscious, such as consistent memory of personal history, or the conscious self identity as in waking life, though most people do not have the ability to realize this at all, hence belief in nonsensical forms of “interpretation”). This is not quite as common as more mundane RAS correlation factors. This is resolved by the introduction of the dream state indicators, teddy bear (first-level dream state indicator) and doll (autosymbolism for the physical body being inactive in sleep - more specifically, my subliminal awareness of Zsuzsanna also being asleep). An elephant, the last “toy” to enter the room, is autosymbolism for the waking alert factor in this case, due to how it “trumpets” (initiating the return to waking consciousness). Once my fictitious dream self subliminally accepts the dream state indicators, RAS modulation begins the waking process. Additionally, this is also a form of doorway waking symbolism, as the “toys” walk in through the back door from outside. (There is no personified preconscious factor as the “toys” hold this role.)


      Updated 11-17-2019 at 07:30 PM by 1390

      Categories
      non-lucid
    6. The deepdown.

      by , 05-02-2018 at 08:35 AM
      I visited the deep down this morning. I can’t renember the details, only the emotional residue. The deepdown feels like home, you know everyone, you are the perfect age . Sometimes people say they have a yearning to return to heaven they can’t quite explain. I believe the deep down is my heaven. I felt like if I was going to die, it is okay. I’m not afraid, I am just returning home. Where I am loved, where everyone knows me, it is a kind of neverland. The nights are always a shimmering summer haze, perfumed with the balmy scent of youth, crickets singing in the firkds under open starlight, lilac bushes in full bloom, fresh cut grass in shady corners of midnight lawns and the smell of anticipation and endless possibilities. My parents are young. My friends are young, I am who I am but I also return to being the primal part of who I was. I love my time in the deepdown.
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