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Morning of June 26, 2018. Tuesday.



These are two dreams during the same sleep cycle. Marilyn (older half-sister on my mother’s side who died in 2014) appears in both.

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In my first dream, I am back in the Loomis Street house. At times however, I also seem to be simultaneously present, at least in mind, in the Rose Street building (where I have not lived in real life since 1967 at age six). I am “remembering” it incorrectly though, which is usually the case in non-lucid dreams when thinking skills and viable memory (and viable contact with the unconscious mind) are not present. I am conversing with Marilyn about the Rose Street building (where she also lived in the 1960s across the hall from me and my parents).

The conversation focuses on the elevator that was, in my fictitious memory, near the back of the building. I discuss the elevator as well as the rickety steps (that were a real-life feature). I relate how my mother did not like me using that staircase. I talk more about the fictitious elevator. My dream eventually fades (without waking) and I am in a different dream scenario.

In my other dream, I am sitting on the floor in the Loomis Street dining room (where I have not been in real life since February 1994). I eventually end up drinking what I first believe to be solely soda, though from a large plastic bucket and with a long drinking straw that almost reaches the bottom of the bucket. Over time, I realize that there is more in the bucket than just soda. In fact, when I begin to focus, I realize that I drank a lot of water with laundry soap in it. In the bucket, there are also a couple of clothes (my pants and shirt, at least), a few Matchbox cars near the bottom, and other items as well as other liquids (such as orange juice) mixed in.

I mention this to Marilyn (who is in the living room near the front door) and my mother (who remains in the southwest area of the dining room) as I remain sitting on the floor. (My mother died in 2002.) I tell them how I do not feel any different after drinking this unlikely mixture of soda, laundry suds, and possibly other contents. I eventually notice a pile of clothes on the floor. I end up mostly lying on my right side, feeling very aware, and wondering if what I drank will affect me. I focus on my perception and there is a very vivid awareness but no lucidity. My dream soon fades.

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Despite my dream self not being viably lucid, I am still always aware on one level of when I am dreaming, as it is biologically impossible not to know I am dreaming. This changes the entire nature of what many people believe dreams to be.

Although my memory is not viable (because of being without viable contact with my unconscious mind while in the non-lucid dream state), there is a thread of memory of dream state autosymbolism. My dream self is actually describing dream state autosymbolism without being lucid. This has happened many times before even in childhood dreams. An elevator is autosymbolism for the dreaming and waking process. It has nothing to do with waking life “symbolism” (as dreams are not symbolic in the conventional sense).

My last dream also reveals liminal awareness of the dream state. This is evidenced by my position on the floor. Although I usually sleep on my left side, I had this dream while briefly sleeping on my right and I was mostly on my right as my dream ended. The rest is more about distortion from lack of viable joining of unconscious and conscious self identity. I also had mild indigestion in sleep and my dream was creating a ridiculous scenario to remind me of such. The laundry soap and loose clothes were present as a reminder I am not wearing clothes when I am asleep in bed.

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I went to bed around 9. After one more match of Pokemon Show down... Times 5!

(zzz)

Round 1 of Dreams.

I could only re-remember one part, which was an abstract chart C R had made to document his achievements. It was designed like a building layout.

I remembered more parts from the end of Round 1, but didn't re-remember them once I woke up again.

(zzz)

Round 2 of Dreams.

I remember something about really luxurious hotel rooms. And installing a special stair case in them. Also, there was an African American person in my room. I forgot the details. I think they had a similar personality to the hip hop artists I listened to when I was around 16.

I forgot the middle parts.

My memory begins again with a part when I was outside my high school. By the tennis courts. I threw something in a garbage can. A teacher noticed, and asked me to stand near the garbage can for 5 minutes, and sketch it.

I didn't want to. But he insisted. His reasoning was that if I added up all the time I spent looking at a garbage can when I threw something out, just a few seconds each time, it would add up to at least 5 minutes. So, therefore, standing near it for 5 minutes and drawing it wouldn't be too much.

The dream changed and it was something about time to eat. Ms. M gave me some italian food. I jumped down like ten feet and landed just fine in front of it. There was also a hydro massage thing, like from a hot tub, as I stood there.

I needed some utensils. Ms. M gave me some plastic ones. At first, I doubted the effectiveness of them. Then I decided they would be fine. There were some tiny carvings on some of them. One had a piece of wire as part of it.

K S came by and I showed her the utensils. She thought they were cool.

At some point, earlier, I remember something with a train. it was probably more involved than I could remember. Oh well!

RBFA.

(zzz)

Round 3 of dreams.

I think I just woke up from a short dream or one I didn't remember much of. Got up for a moment than laid back down. At some point there might have been something about not using too much light at night. Only the minimum.

RBFA.

(zzz)

Round 4 of Dreams.

I remember something about getting a pet dog. Maybe I even saw the dream from the view point of the dog. Not sure.

I remember at least ten pounds of black beans. I felt bad because they were going to go to waste if we didn't plant them. I thought of some local field and how I could spread the beans all over the field. There would be bean stalks cropping up everywhere and no one would understand why!

I also thought it would be inhumane because people would keep mowing them down. It wouldn't be a fun life, to be a plant, planted somewhere they keep mowing everything down.

There was a little strip of grass indoors. I thought that might be a nice place. I pictured a big tree sprouting up from the sun that came from the windows. On a side note, I also remember something with a box of cereal at some point.

I thought of pouring the beans into big plastic containers and putting them in the closet for now. As I poured them from one thing to the other, they cried out, "Ahhh!!! Help!!!" or something like that. They almost seemed like little bugs by then.

I remember various sizes of those brown amazon boxes sitting around. And something about Stewie Griffin kicking the littlest one, but very lightly. Also, I remember something about packing peanuts or popping the bubble wrap.

I remember a scene where Cat Dog (the Nickelodeon character) was lost in the middle of a city. Something with a bunch of cars driving by. I think they were sick or poisoned. I hadn't even thought of Cat Dog in like 10 years but it randomly came to mind, and I watched some on youtube, within the last few days. Funny how its in my dreams already.

I remember being in a house with some people. I don't know if I was myself and they were my family, or if I was someone else, or if they were someone else. Etc. I remember something with magic and something with water guns.

Some people were going up stairs. I followed them and began to be lucid.

After that I woke up. I was able to recall a bit more of these dreams and then still re-remember it later.

(zzz)

Round 5 of Dreams.

I remember being someone else in these dreams.

I remember we were eating some Italian food at the table. I sat at the head of the table accross from an older woman and there were other guys my age sitting on the sides of the table. A big towel appeared in my mouth. I tried to absorb the sauce from it and then take it out of my mouth.

While I did that, the woman said something like, "Isn't it great how he doesn't say anything?" I got really mad, and looked at my fist. But I was still working on removing the towel from my mouth. 'Oh, I guess she doesn't want me to say anything. Well, then, I won't reply when she says, "I love you", either,' I thought. So I imagined her wanted me to say, "I love you," And me not speaking. and just thinking, 'Well, I guess you don't want me to talk!'

I remember beginning to leave the place. I was going to move out or something. There was a blonde woman around my age alternating between complaining about me and then not wanting me to go. I left. I remember seeing a chalk board. It said how I began to work an A C A program that day, and healed from the problems in those relationships.

The woman from the dream had been in W A and found out about me being in A C A through an inter program survey she was taking. It was about how the nay sayers of addiction based 12 step programs can sometimes end up going to the anon programs.

I remember sitting in a meeting. I was taking really long and slow breaths. It took a while for my lungs to fill up, but once they did, I was able to feel that "lungs full" sensation.

There was a guy accross the room sharing. He paused to take an in breath. In that time, the guy next to him thought he had finished, and started to share. The guy was wearing an aqua green shirt. He got up and shrugged it off, walking to get something and sit back down.

I woke up from those and recalled them. Then, I went back around through round 1. I almost lost the end of Round 2! But some how I retrived it. What a relief. I made my outline then typed them up.

Morning of June 25, 2018. Monday.



I am watching a scene of which I am not directly a part. It is an unknown house of which is being renovated by a few unknown males.

There is a slight awareness of needing to use the bathroom, but I am uncertain if a bathroom is available nearby. I am also thinking about working on some music.

A voice calls out, possibly about an unfinished kitchen or bathroom renovation, “There is nothing in there but earaches and pancakes”. I simultaneously find this both startling and clever in my semi-lucidity.

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It is typical of the preconscious to call out with random rhyming gibberish or bizarre surreal phrases near the end of a dream. This is similar to how the creative process works.

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Date of Dream: TUE 26 JUN - 2018



Dream No. 361 - Separated Sections

Dream 361 A - Pinned To The Ground
I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, the whole family was paying a visit to the newly renovated Glen Shopping Centre and this time, all the stores were open. I don't particularly remember all the stores we went into though. I can recall that the family had lunch there and we checked all the corridors.

When leaving, we didn't take the car and so had to head over to the train station. The layout of Glen Waverley was distorted in this dream and so was the look of the train station. Although there was easy stair and ramp access, my parents were making out like there was no other option but to take the lift. My dad was forcefully declaring that I take the lift but I was having none of that, so I fled from the family.

I was now in the air, hovering when I heard Dreamy WB's voice. She was telling me that Logan was nearby and to stop him from going any further. I thought to myself, “I'm gonna get him now”. I saw Logan in his typical yellow Jeffy T-shirt, walking alongside this other blonde guy. He didn't even notice me as I picked up speed in the air and then went down for an aerial tackle. The other guy gained a shocked facial expression and ran away in fright.

Meanwhile, I had Logan pinned to the ground while waiting for Dreamy WB to physically show up. I placed both my hands on each of his shoulders, looking him in the eyes like “you're not going anywhere”. At first, he tried to move his head upward slightly but eventually just gave up, having a look of emptiness, embarrassment and defeat on his face. The dream ended before Dreamy WB could appear.

Dream 361 B - We Almost Had Him (Lucid Dream 21)
The dream started and I had appeared in the driveway of my house. For some reason, I was aware of my environment straight away although no reality checks were performed (I don't use WILD in waking life either). I said to myself, “I almost had him!”. The first thing I did was to immediately call out for Dreamy WB as I started walking down the court. I stood just in front of the neighbour's house as I called so I get could get a good view down the hill.

It didn't take long before I caught sight of Dreamy WB walking up the hill. She was wearing her real counterpart's school uniform. Her physical appearance was clean and accurate, her hair styled straight and in a low bun, only her hair was more red than usual. As she came up to me, she had her arms spread out and she gave me a tight hug. We then released each other but after a few seconds, I felt like I wanted to hug her again. I spread my arms out and she gently put hers around me.

When we released the second time, I said to her, “We almost had him!”, based on the fact that I consciously remembered the last dream. In a soothing tone, she told me that she would take me up to the oval near the school and we would catch him there. Just as she was getting into position and I was getting ready to board her lap, I woke up.

Dream 361 C - Return Of The Elements
I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in this random, unknown suburban area. Apparently, it was some kind of program for socialisation and slight amounts of spiritual training. I would explore the streets of the suburb but as I got further and further, the streets looked different and I got lost at some points. The group ended up at their first camping site down the hill in a slanted front yard of some random house.

A boy there had a cauldron cooking over some wood but there was another boy further down the hill that couldn't turn his cauldron on. I went down there and I said to him, “there is another way to turn on the stove, hence I will demonstrate the element of fire that I possess”; the boy was quite shy and didn't really say anything. It felt like I was just breathing a constant stream of invisible, hot mist but I could see the flames appearing on his cauldron and soon, it was as hot as the other one was with the cauldron surrounded by a full, raging orange fire.

In a later part of the dream, I had asked some of the kids in the group if I had shown them all of my elements. I then remember I had already shown them fire via the cauldron and also electricity by powering up the pole. I then looked up to the roof of the house and on it was some weird spinning decoration. It would spin for a while and then it would slow down and stop, the process would keep repeating itself.

I said I wouldn't demonstrate ice as it would immediately stop the spinning object and shatter it. I said that even if spinning at top speed, earth would slow it down and grind it to a stop. I went just below the ledge of the roof and breathed the earth element upwards, releasing green pulsating energy. As the object was slowing down, I asked the group, “do you any of you notice an affect?”. One of the boys said they didn't and so I thought to myself, “damn it, I must have matched the sequence too much”.

I was then in the car with my mum and we were driving back towards home but still in unfamiliar areas. She asked me how I felt about the school holiday program. I said to her that it was good because they let you by yourself and do whatever you want rather than bossing you around all the time. 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? Partially)
- 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)
- In case of extended absences with Dreamy WB, train Murray on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No)



Dream 361: Results (Competition #4)

361 A
Competition Night: 25
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

361 B
Competition Night: 25
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

361 C
Competition Night: 25
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 32.5
Calculation Details:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Fly (1.0)
- Have A Dream Guide Appear Automatically (0.5)
- First Lucid Dream Of The Night (10.0)
- DILD or WILD...? (5.0)
- Summon A Dream Guide (10.0)
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Breathe An Element: Dream showed x2 (2.0)
- Old Personal Goal Achieved During NL: Regain elemental abilities (2.0)

+ Previous Total: 98.5
Total Accumulated Points: 131.0



I'm on holidays now and so I can fully focus on achieving dream tasks. I decided to get a move on and start looking at Dreamy WB disciplining Logan as first proposed a couple of months ago. I spent a really hard slog over the few days, writing heaps in my diary and reciting catch phrases before going to sleep. Then the dream decided to get in the way by prohibiting me to summon Dreamy WB. Before bed last night, I used a technique that I've used before; writing a letter to the Awareness Behind The Dream (ABTD) and it worked, I saw progress (as seen in Dream 361 A and B). It was fun to write the end of Dream 361 A, I find it absolutely hilarious how the dream had set me to fly and then ambush him myself, honing in on him like a missile!

I'll either work towards getting him done in by a dream guide, which is the next step to complete the penalty. Or I'll work on sending a dream guide to pay Dawn a visit, talking to her and checking to see if her in-dream self says she's okay. Only Dreamy WB can execute Logan's penalty. Either Dreamy WB or Murray can go and see Dawn.

Early evening of June 23, 2018. Saturday.



I am looking at a desert scene of which is virtually identical to the image with this entry. I sense industrial activity going on behind me, likely in a factory, though I do not turn around to verify this.

An unknown male voice calls out, “Just the back feet are shut down”. I consider what this may mean. It puzzles me when I see it as regarding human anatomy. I then consider it means “feet” as a unit of measurement even though there is no numerical value.

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As dreams, regarding their autosymbolic nature, are mainly related to the nature of the dream state and waking process rather than real life (unless prescient or literal), “back feet” is a typical distortion regarding how I was briefly and lightly sleeping on my back. I rarely sleep on my back in my normal sleep cycle. The fact that the back of my feet was the only part of my feet that was in contact with the mattress is likely the reason for this dream, though it may also have an analogy to an animal’s back feet as an indication that parts of my mind are still active in sleep. Additionally, a desert is a biological factor that usually indicates a need to drink more fluids.

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I've been having a lot of Breath of the Wild influenced dreams lately. Probably due to the fact that I can never put it down, heh...

Dream 100: Kevin Hart's Body-Swapping Spectacular

I start off in this posh 5-star restaurant suspended atop a futuristic cityscape-- daytime; raining. The place oddly reminds me of Zora's Domain from BOTW, due to how the roads seemed to be suspended in midair and linked to several buildings.

Also at some point I was convinced that I had swapped bodies with Kevin Hart. Or some pseudo-awareness occurred and I
knew the body I was in wasn't mine.

Upon entering the restaurant I notice that I start pulsating with electricity, much like how metal equipment does in BOTW. I decide to mess with this newfound quirk. I head towards the kitchen and extend my hand out towards the stoves and no less than three seconds later and... BOOM!

Their stoves catch on fire and I make a break towards the window. It must have been made of some pretty cheap glass, seeing as I broke through it no problem. I then bust out the paraglider from BOTW to slow my descent. I land in front of an internet cafe and decide to hunker down there. My mom was there, too, for some reason.

After some time passes I decide to head back to the restaurant. Rookie's mistake. I end up spilling the beans, if accidentally, that I had spread the fire. I, again, make a break for the window and busted out the paraglider. Now with a bunch of futuristic eye-looking robots on my ass. I narrowly escape being blasted by an android on the ground and hunker down behind a building.


Dream 101: Yellow Sulfur Lakes

Nope, this has nothing to do with aliens. Upon waking up, I see a large puddle of pee in front of my bed. All three of my dogs are in the same room as me, so I can't really place blame on any of them.


Dream 102: Love the Paraglider As It Loves You

I'm scaling up the side of the tree in my backyard -- daytime. I situate myself between two branches, one to lean my back onto and one to sit on. I'm 100% percent certain that the branch I'm sitting on will snap, so I jump off the tree and use my paraglider to slow my descent.

Created Monday 25 June 2018

Got a dream and a few scraps today.

Scrap Group 1
At a beach. There was an interesting sight, something that made the waters glow.

Some dream about a lady thief?

At a house, supposedly a friend's place. He talks about his collection of movies.

Dream 1 - Adhering To and Antagonizing Authority

Scene 1 - Titan-Sized Bottles
The visuals were slightly blurred. I was walking through a city, day sky above. There were barricades everywhere, not to mention hardly any people around. Obvious signs that something was terribly wrong. Soon, I and a few others were corralled by military to a fortified lot. Among the soldiers there were the Scouts from Attack on Titan, including Armin and Jean. Then, as the citizens and I were being secured, a few gigantic soda bottles rolled down the streets. This gets me to randomly monologue on about plastics, and their uses in ballistic weaponry, particularly when sized to such titan-scaled containers.

Unknown transition.

Scene 2 - Hit and Run Riot Tactics
The visuals were slightly clearer than above. I was in a beachside condo complex, wandering inside its balcony hallways during a sunny day. Soon, my path was barred by a group of protesters, who themselves were blocked by police and riot control officers. Something about this reminded me of Shadowrun, though I can't say why. Anyway, there was a cop there, a notably short guy with black hair, that was going out of his way to incite the mob further. That kind of smarmy attitude really irked me as well. In response, I snatched a bottle (or maybe even an improvised explosive) from someone nearby, and threatened to hurl it. But, I got caught in the act, and relented. I then 'remembered' having magic powers. Through fancy hand gestures, and by whispering 'Ikazuchi', I called down a non-lethal bolt of electricity upon the officers, scattering them from their enclosure.

Welp, the heat was on. I jumped off the balcony, landing safely. After hiding under some ferns, I turned invisible. Still, I was quite sure this wouldn't throw the cops off for long. I hurried towards a beach volleyball court. There, I looked out at the sea. This gave me the idea to transform into a critter. At first, I planned to become a small fish, but was wary of being caught by predators. Instead, I changed into a bird, hovering just above the waves and towards the horizon to freedom.

Things destabilized, and the dream ended.

06.17.2018
08:00 AM

Potion Lesson (DILD)

I am surprised I forgot how I realized I was dreaming in this one from not journaling it for a week! I know I was outside in a city. I stop and realize I'm dreaming. I remember my goal of summoning my dream guide again so I reach back and feel her hand. I pull her forward and it's her! Man, I always forget how tall she is. She is at least 6'2". this time she has natural looking red hair and normal clothes, no witch hat. We greet each other and she asks If it's time for another dream magic lesson. I say yes and get excited to see what I'm going to learn today. She grabs my hand and guides me into one of the near high-rises and up the stairs. Maybe on the 4th floor we come to a room which she unlocks and opens. It is moodily lit inside and there are shelves full of colorful bottles. In the middle of the room there is a cauldron and, behind that, a table with stuff for making potions. "Time to learn how to make potions." She says and starts getting things ready. I ask what kind of potions are we going to be making? Lucidity potions? Super Strength Potions? LSD?" I get pretty excited and the dream starts to blur. She starts to explain but I wake up.