I was on a large piece of landmass (I could see the map). I wanted to hike towards an island/peninsula, where there was a gate to another world. The gate connected to another peninsula (connected to another large landmass) called 'Omphalos island'. My dad thought this was a bit extreme, as it was quite far. I looked up what 'Omphalos' means. Looks like it has significance in ancient Greek mythology.
Closing the computer around 7. (ZZZ) A lot of vague parts in the beginning. Something with my mom and some nature trip thing. Something with a bug? Something with the names of countries. And needing a special note book to be a writer. One with thin lines but then to write each letter 2 lines tall, and leave one line between. Something with name countries. one country was name Patrick. It had to do with Africa. I remember my mom working under some kind of window panel thing. I wanted to erase or clean the windows but it was under copyright. Maybe something similar to Super Mario 64? For some reason I can remember that now. Something with N M, R K, and some Pea Protein jug I won in a competition. The freshness seal looked funny. I wanted to keep the protein but there was something weird about it. I remember cutting my hair, then being in a panic. I had cut it un-evenly. I didn't want to cut that much because I wanted my hair to cover my ears. This way I could wear ear plugs any where and hide them under my hair. I was looking in the mirror, horrified, wondering how to fix it. Then, I hoped it was a dream. It turned out it was and the dream shifted, giving me a second chance. I even remember adjusting my head angle in the mirror, to see if it fit. Something with designing some computer program on Game Boy DS. Something with someone named Drew. A Nintendo DS building with a black material on the outside similar to DS product. A R saying how he used it to make his design. Had to be on Drew's mail relay. I woke up directly from one scene but these were hard to remember. Probably due to being first round of dreams. I could tell there were so much more details. Back to bed... (ZZZ) Round 2 of dreams was an RBFA. This has been going on for a few nights now. I hope it gets better and I start re-remembering the details from round 2 of dreams. There was something with a class room setting. And a heavy person in the desks. He was mad about something. Maybe some thing with R K. I do remember waking up really groggy and I kept visualizing that I was filling out a form. Then I would try to think of details and go back to filling out the form in my mind. I didn't wake up directly from the dream and it was difficult to recall so (notWUDD-2). (ZZZ) I fell back to sleep for round 3 of dreams. This round was my best recall of the night even though it, too, was groggy. I was groggy during recall tonight. I don't know what to attribute it to. First thing I remember is R M asking me how to lose weight. The Grey Sheet program came to mind. A S was already on it. So I was excited to tell R M about it. I forgot some other parts of that scene. But I remember I flew somewhere. Next thing I remember is something in my Nana's room. J S was taking Xanax and 5 to 10 times the serving size. Then we were at a beach and he was talking to a woman like N. I felt bad because she didn't know he was on drugs. But he probably was sounding very "smooth" due to the drugs, temporarily. I remember they were over by the water. Then I remember a part with these stair climber elliptical machines. There were sandals on the foot pedals of one. I was showing a woman how to use it. We also talked about nutrition. Something about a protein serving and a fat serving at each meal. I wasn't sure how to distribute the quantity. One option was a certain protein quantity and a certain quantity of peanut butter. Then I remember another dream with pea protein. I had sent in an e-mail asking for a quality check on my current jug of pea protein. They sent me a new jug which felt like a totally different texture. It was much finer. I scooped it with my black cup measure like I use in waking life. Then I was talking with some guys about the morning routine. They said how they go for a run then drink a coffee and sit on the toilet. Then they imitated fart noises, demonstrating what happened when they sat on the toilet with a coffee. Kinda funny. One guy was from another country. There was a mirror in the bathroom stall. He was saying how he got in trouble in private school or something like that. Another foreign person, maybe African, was saying how he could have made millions of dollars on his online selling business if only he had slightly reduced his prices. In the next scene I remember, I was preparing to have a Pokemon battle in my room. 3 Pokemon were going to come up to fight my Pokemon. Their group had an Exeggutor, another one I forgot, and a very intimidating water/dragon/ice legendary. I was mainly worried about the water/dragon/ice legendary. On my team, I know I had Arcanine. I forgot the rest. I might have actually been in the fight myself. When the Pokemon eventually arrived up in my room to battle, I hid behind my bed. But then I got up and started giving everyone a hug. I hugged the Exeggutor. It became more like a giant Epipremnum in a pot. I told the opponent Pokemon, "We're not battling yet. Lets hug first." So they just hugged before the battle began. When the actual battle began it became a card game I was seeing from above. They had some kind of Spider card and another card with no HP. The Spider card attacked and I calculated that I could do 11,000 damage in return. It's max HP was 14,000 or sp. Then, their other card attacked. Its move was to roll a barrel and roll something else at the opponent. It only worked if they rotated their energy card 90 degrees. A grass energy. There were no numbers involved so I figure it was a one-hit K O. They won the game. Then I was in super mario galaxy. Mario was training Little Wario on a space ship. Mario tried to jump to a little space ship with another Mario who had a glowing speech bubble thing above his head. But there was no where flat to land so he kept slipping off and falling into space. After that I was Doug Funny from the show, "Doug." I was thinking about how to impress everyone at this event. Suddenly, I was at a white boxing ring. It was surrounded by people. Someone who looked like a side-character from "Doug" said he would be my opponent. I was nervous. Luckily the scene shifted and I had a pool cue. So then I was supposed to shoot pool balls into this closet accross the room. Everyone was amazed. I think I aimed perfectly and knocked over bowling pins. Then I managed to make the ball bounce to the side and knock over shoes from a shelf. Then the closet transformed and the pool cue thing went away and there were some women in the closet sitting down. One woman had these shoulder pad things removed. Well, they were like two bones that poked up beside her neck but came off. They were blended into her skin with some kind of putty. It was so another woman could wear them. I can't tell what purpose they would have served. I needed the bathroom (in the dream) so I thought I would go up stairs. It would be less busy up there. I ran up the stairs instead of going up carefully, like I did in waking life that day. When I got up to my room the room I thought was a bathroom was a recording studio. 3 people were recording a song or pod cast thing while riding stationary bikes in there. It was supposed to be motivational. I remember when I opened the door, I closed it quickly, because the guy didn't have a shirt on. When they finished, they came out of the recording studio. One of the guys was saying how his hip flexors were sore. I was glad to know an easy remedy for that. My hip flexors in the dream were a little sore, too. So I suggested that I could go get the foam roller. I would get it for him and return. He decided to come with me. Someone else was telling him, "Wait for your man," meaning me, the guy who would get him the foam roller. Someone was loading a squat rack with 225 or 275. We ended up getting 25 pound plates instead of a foam roller. While we were out looking for a foam roller we passed through this food court thing. I saw a guy doing 405 pound squats. He did each rep to varying depth. At first I thought it was no good due to the lack of depth but when I looked back he was doing them to parallel or lower. Also it looked like there were only weights on one side of the bar at first. I think there was a food court in the back ground. The background looked grey. Then the guy I was with said, "WTF is that?" And I looked and saw some guys with helmets and big plastic noses. One had some clear bells or cups and he said he had to fill them with... poop? The other guy had the same types of cups or bells but they were a brilliant gold color. It had something to do with justice. Right now as I write this I am getting glimpses of other dream details but only in a very vague way. I recalled these once I woke up. I guess it was (notWUDD-4). Tonight I must have been sleeping more deeply because I didn't wake up directly from REM sleep as much. (ZZZ) Round 4 of dreams was RBFA. I re-remembered some, but not all. The earliest thing I remember is being in a class room from my high school. It was S S D's class. J D was there and some other people. I was teaching them how to use the A C A Red Book. It was in a back pack. I think I was saying to live life a little bit without thinking of it, then read it and kind of reflect on the experiences in light of what the book said. There was a part where a wealthy person had gone on a date. He wanted to send an e-mail to the person saying he enjoyed the date. He had his assistant write the e-mail. I remember carrying a computer screen down some stairs. Uncle J was at the next floor down. We talked a little. One of us had a sandwich. In one dream scene I had a pair of boxers which I had attempted to hand wash. So, it was wet. I wanted to hang it somewhere to dry. I looked everywhere for a concealed place with some kind of rack, but couldn't find one. I explained my difficult to my room-mate. He said that there were places to hang wet clothes everywhere, and once I did the "spiritual work" I would be able to see them. I think what he meant was that I could hang them any where but it was my own judgment or modesty that made me think they needed a special place. I remember a scene where I was writing in the bathroom, near the sink. At first I was using different Fii Write apps with lines accross the screen. Then I got a sheet of paper. I wanted to write my dream details because I thought I'd woken up. With the sheet of paper, I used a pencil, planning to erase the dream details once I was done because it was my dad's paper. I felt bad when the pencil wouldn't be fully erased. It left little faint copies of the words I had written. So i figured I would just write my whole dream on it any way. There was something outside where my cousin J had quit drinking and smoking. Now she was saving lots of money. I was explaining the good news of this to her mom. There was water near by and a dock. I remember another scene when I went to a restaurant to try to get a job. There was a Hispanic fellow that came up from down stairs to interview me. He was pretty harsh. I think he said it was clear I could not do this job. The last scene I remember is of being at a cafeteria table with some friends. There were trays of food there. One of my friends was sitting right accross from the garbage can. I didn't think that was a good idea. I think they said I was making too big a deal out of it. I don't remember much about the scene but I think I was too tired and just sat with them anyway, even though it was near the garbage. So, I woke up and recalled these. I think to make them "stick" in my head, I have to go over them 2-3 times and form a solid memory. If I just go over them once in my mind it won't be enough. So I couldn't re-remember as much of these dreams the next time I woke up. Also, I didn't wake up directly from REM on these, either. So it was (notWUDD-4). (ZZZ) After a little while, I fell back to sleep, and had more dreams. I remember being in a Mario game. It was like the castles in Super Mario World from Super Nintendo. I had some kind of cape power but I could also shoot green shells out in front of me. I got to one of those boxes on the ground that seemed to have some special item inside. So my plan was to shoot it with a shell to make the item come out. Well, I ended up hitting myself with the shell, and losing my power. But then the game continued and I had another power. I could be partially see-through. I climbed this fence thing like in some Mario castles. I saw that in the background of the level there was some kind of gate. I phased through the fence and went along the Z-axis to go to that gate. (Normally, in Super Mario World, there was no Z-axis movement, only X (side to side) or Y (up and down.)) I flew over some lava but my flight couldn't take me all the way to the gate. The gate had some words on it which I forgot. Then the game ended. In the next scene I can remember, I was in a town. On the side walk. I wanted to cross the street. There was a cross walk, but it was very faded. I started to walk accross it but then a car wanted to go. I stopped in the cross walk to let them go, but then they insisted that I go. As I continued walking I realized the cross walk was very faded and I didn't realize I had the right of way. Then I was walking down an exit ramp. It was very curvy with yellow on the side barriers. I wondered if I was supposed to be walking on an exit ramp like that. I was trying to call my dad, I think. I wondered what he would think of me walking there. I remember a scene of being in my Nana's room. She was in her bed and I was sitting on the side. She was watching TV. I really wanted to watch channel 88. She wanted to watch something else. Eventually she gave in and flipped to channel 88. (I don't watch TV in waking life and have no clue what that corresponds to.) In the dream it was a news channel, not what I intended. There was some burning and carnage as if it was showing a war zone. I felt bad for insisting to watch channel 88. That wasn't what my Nana wanted to see either. The last dream I could remember was of an A C A e-mail from L. He was saying that there was some kind of convention coming up. Or there had already been one. Another woman from A C A sent us all an e-mail of a video she did about A C A. L began to smooth-talk her, saying that they should go for coffee together, and discuss the video. Maybe he would include it in the next conference. I could tell it was mainly just to get her to go on a date with him though. I recalled what I could of those. I think it was (notWUDD-3). So recall was definitely difficult tonight. I wonder if I adrenalized too much during the day or if it was just an off night. But I will try to see what I can do. I stayed in bed until around 7:30, resting. I was mainly re-playing the dreams in my mind, as well as, having some other waking life related thoughts poke their way in.
I'm waking up a lot last few nights. So I thought maybe I'll get a lucid out of it. I'm in something looking like a doctors office. But less formal. Maybe like some people getting together and one of them would do procedures. Like a tupperware party or something. Some people are half naked. Person who does the procedures is kinda looking at me, if I want it done as well. But I'm just waiting for someone. I look in the large mirror. I'm wearing a black t-shirt. I look at my face closely and I'm surprised that I don't see eyes. Then I look closer and I see that they are shut tight. I wonder how I see with eyes closed. I open them and I can see the same clear. That's when I become lucid. I look at the person and I'm thinking if I should go with the dream plot or do something else. I kinda want to see where will the dream take it next. As I'm thinking that, I feel my lucidity slipping and I wish it didn't.
Date of Dream: MON 11 JUN - 2018 Dream No. 353 - Tricky Circumstances I don't remember much of this dream. From where I do remember, I was in some unknown area with my mum and it was enrolment day for the Chisholm-LaTrobe degree. I was in the foyer and all I could see was lifts and so this concerned me. One of the Chisholm teachers KHa was there but I forgot what she said to my mum and I. We were then outside and I made mention that I was not going in there without Dreamy WB. No matter what I did, I couldn't find her and she didn't appear in-dream on demand either. That's all I can remember about this dream. Dream Tasks - Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No) - Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No) - Reach the Gyeongbokgung Palace (Achieved? Partially) - Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No) - In accordance to the "shared dreaming experiment" proceed on locating the moon (Achieved? No) - Decipher a solution to the maze of chambers (Achieved? No) Dream 353: Results (Competition #4) Competition Night: 10 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: None Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes Points For This Entry: 0.5 Calculation Details: - Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5) + Previous Total: 56.5 Total Accumulated Points: 57.0
I've been trying to became lucid after last Wednesday, but these last days I've only recalled one or two normal dreams/night. Until today, when I finally became lucid. I got two normal dreams and three LDs. One dream was both. I also succeeded in a TOTM, the basic one about complimenting a DC. Here are my dreams: Normal dream 1: I am cycling in my neighbourhood. I'm using my phone to watch YouTube videos at the same time. I don't remember what I was watching. There is a forest by the road. I see boys my age/older. I cycle the same route over and over again. The dream is foggy?? and I can't remember it fully. Normal dream 2: I can't remember the start of the dream fully, but I was in some kind of ship and was in danger of bombs or something. We have to go to the deck or atleast somewhere up to escape the danger. I find my three cousins and my aunt from their room. The walls are red. I tell them that we need to go. My aunt and the oldest cousin come and my aunt is already rushing up. I tell my other younger cousins to hurry up. I'm scared of a bomb. They come and we go to the deck (different scene). I think that we're safe. We are in space/ a dark and purple void?? You can fall of easily, there's no fence or anything. It's hard to describe. I see another ship in the dark. I think we are going towards it. I realise that it's not safe after all, because that ship is our rival and whoever is commanding our ship wants to start fighting with it. The other ship has canyons. I almost go back inside to find a safer place. I don't want to fall into the void. I'm scared but calm myself by remindig that I can just wake up if something bad happens. I know it's a dream and became lucid. Lucid dream 1 (DILD): I don't do a RC. I try to teleport to a safer place by closing my eyes and thinking of another place. First I think of my neighbourhood but decide that I don't want to go there and switch to my school. I wake up accidentally. I stay still and imagine my school. Soon I'm inside a dream. Lucid dream 2 (DEILD): I'm in the school yard. There are lots of people with dogs. I'm a little above them for some reason. In the dream I think that they are there because of a dream I just had, but it's not actually true. I remember wanting to compliment a DC because I have thought a lot about it when awake. I say (in Finnish) "Your dogs are nice and cute. Be proud of them." I said it to the crowd and not one DC. At first they didn't react at all and I became worried, but then they said "Thank you", as if they were just one DC. Then want to stabilize the dream. I forgot to do it in the beginning. I touch the ground (I'm not above the DCs anymore). It's sand. I take some of it and brush my hands against each other. The quality of the dream is kinda good, but not as great as last Wednesday. I wish it was better. I remember reading about how you are more likely to recall the dream in the morning if you try to remember things from the waking life. Or something like that. I remember my whole name. I try to remember things about last week, because a YouTuber had said it would be impossible in a dream. I remember that last week was the first free week after school ending and that I ate certain food. I don't think I could have remembered the food thing while awake... Then I look at the sky. Another Youtuber had said that it should look like a painting and I wanted to prove (to myself??) that my sky was normal. Well the sky isn't a painting but there's a message. It looks like it's written by hand. I'm afraid that it's something creepy. It's in English even though I speak Finnish. It said "Hey I'm the one reading your diary. -You" or something. It's clearly a direct message from my subconsciusness...It isn't as creepy as I thought it would be. Instead I find it super cool. The U in "You" was unfinished. I wake up. I imagine the school again. Lucid dream 3 (DEILD): I'm closer to the actual school than last dream. I'm flying. There's a stand and an old man. The stand is about a moth. It has a forest backround and pictures. I'm scared that it's something dangerous or creepy. The man shows me the moth. It's a green moth until you flip it and it's a blue btterfly. In the pictures it's only a blue moth. It's big. I don't fly away because I'm losing lucidity. The man convinces me that the moth is harmless and I let it fly to my chest. I don't control the dream enough and the dream unstabilizes. I wake up. So those were my dreams last night. Now that I am awake I realised that the man in the last dream was in one of my nightmares... He had a stand (I hope it's the right word) in that dream too... That nightmare is in my DJ here if you're intrested. I need to talk to him next time I see him.
Updated 06-11-2018 at 10:32 AM by 93459
Morning of June 11, 2018. Monday. In my dream, I become aware of how (as in reality) some workers are near our house early in the morning, working at building a new fence and possibly, at least eventually, taking down the old wooden fence on the west side of our backyard. Looking past the foot of our bed, Zsuzsanna not being present, I notice that the left end of the present wooden fence is incomplete and the vertical boards that are now about half the height of the rest of the fence have a splintered appearance. I am holding onto our youngest cat, more to my left. I have a growing concern that I will be seen and my privacy invaded. Through the fence, I can see movement of one of the workers, though he does not look through the fence or notice me at any point. Each time that I consider getting out of bed, I decide not to, though the nature of my physicality seems somewhat strange, almost like a virtual rubber band in starting to get out of bed and absentmindedly being pulled back. For a short time, he is also seen above the shorter boards, yet does not look my way. Our old fence is apparently being taken down and I remain annoyed that I will be seen and likely imposed upon. My dream soon fades without incident. I have always found it amazing how RAS so often modulates the dream state to where it supersedes or otherwise distorts legitimate memories, which of course is proof that the non-lucid dream self usually lacks viable access to the unconscious mind (a truth that most people completely ignore in favor of the myth of “interpretation”). This dream features the following typical factors that have remained consistent in my dreams for over fifty years: The ambiguous awareness of simultaneously being inside and outside is a main factor here. That is, even though I am in bed, I can see the fence beyond the foot of our bed, with no awareness of the wall of our house being present in this line of sight. This is not only unrelated to the nature of waking consciousness, it is something that cannot even be perceived as such in waking consciousness. I am in bed, which is a dream state indicator. That is, I am subliminally aware that I am asleep in reality. In my dream though, it is a single bed, which I do not contemplate as such. This is a result of my subliminal awareness that Zsuzsanna was awake in reality. In the real world, regarding directional orientation, there is no fence a few feet beyond the foot of our bed, so this feature is inherently incorrect. (In reality, the implied fence of my dream is beyond the head of our bed and our kitchen is beyond the foot of our bed.) Holding the cat (especially on my left, the direction of dream awareness orientation) has served in the past as a dream sign (even though we have pet cats in reality), though I am not viably lucid. A cat is a liminal space denizen and a “witness” to the nature of the dream state of which I had especially used as such in lucid dreams in childhood, such as “The Pink Triceratops”. This, and my lifelong knowledge of dream state autosymbolism, despite the fact that the event is also based on a literal focus in real time, can only designate a subtle level of non-lucid dream control. A fence is an autosymbolic liminal space divider by way of typical RAS mediation. This means that it serves as the division between the dream self identity and the conscious self identity as well as the preconscious bulwark between the illusory dream state and legitimate waking life perception. RAS is personified here as the worker who may be taking down the fence, which is simply autosymbolism for the waking process. So how did RAS mediate this fictitious experience into the dreaming and waking process? As already acknowledged, it borrowed directly from a vivid lucid dream from childhood (“The Pink Triceratops”), yet while allowing potential lucidity, I did not become lucid. Additionally, it ambiguously combined my Cubitis bedroom orientation from one time period (inclusive of 1978, where it was before my move to Wisconsin) when my bed was against the southwest corner of my room, as well as integrating the Loomis Street house’s fence (both oriented north from my dream self’s liminal perception). Even as a result of this ambiguous composite false memory, I did not become lucid, which was likely by subliminal choice due to the nature of activity in my actual environment, though outside (as RAS functions as a survival mechanism and biologically integrated environmental factors into my dream). Every detail of this dream has been accounted for and fully explained. Thank you for reading.
This was a dream from early in the night, which may explain some of the peculiarities. I—and I may or may not have been me—mention some ongoing problem to my mother—who definitely wasn’t my actual mother. Neither of us actually seem to be represented visually in the dream: I perceive her as a powerful and protective energy, and I am observing somewhere from outside of the “I” character—I guess whom I also recognize by ‘feel’. The only clear imagery from this part I can recall is the setting—the basement of my old house in M---. I guess I was just complaining about it, but she takes it as a call to action and immediately sets to work. She first does something to me to keep me from interfering in any way—like an abstract version of shutting me up in a room. It had been a problem that I considered tough and protracted—I can’t remember any more about it than that—but she takes care of it with astonishing ease. And then she lets me go. But I manage to get into some kind of trouble again not long after that—in a forest, almost falling into a freezing-cold river I don’t see because of the snow covering it. Fortunately, she comes along and is able to get me somewhere safer, but I can’t convince her I’m not getting into dangerous situations in purpose, and so she does the shutting-in-room thing again. 9.6.18
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