I'm abroad with a group of friends. Initially, it seems like I'm in Russia. First, the idea is that I need to volunteer hours in order to get my CPA. I'm calling this person who is setting up a volunteer event. The message tells me that there is an event from 12-7, the first 30 minutes of which would be training and then the rest would be the event. I get my phone out and do some research to try to figure out what the event actually is. It seems like the event is either a graduation or some sort of ceremony in an old folks home. The building in the picture is pretty beaten up with a green roof and lining. I'm now at the place which seems to be an old factory. I go inside and get the feeling that it is actually more like a hotel in which people are walking up and down the stairs as well as going to do their laundry on one of the floors. I'm hiding for some reason. The dream goes over to what I believe to be Zagreb, Croatia. I'm standing in the middle of a crowd watching a show. On stage is this one man dressed in an S&M outfit screaming lyrics. There are other women on stage dancing around dressed in the same stuff. I look to my left and see Kolby is there with me. The people on stage are screaming very satanic lyrics which was visibly upsetting Kolby as well as me a little bit. The guy on stage screamed "6 6 and another 6." We're in a crowd but it's more like each person has 2 yards in between one another and looking back I see there's really only about 50 people at the show. A large woman on stage sees Kolby is upset and yells pointing at him. I remember saying out loud "okay I'm not that religious but this is making me uncomfortable too." Kolby leaves. I'm standing there and a girl on the right of me starts telling me that I should come with her to the bars after the show. Another girl on my left says pretty much the same thing. I take note of that and leave. I find Kolby and JP. I tell them we should go to Split which is a coastal city in Croatia. They agree and we take a ship over really rough water there. We get there and it looks more like Roman ruins with a massive old temple-like cave engraved in a mountain. We go around there and find the actual city on the coast. We were supposed to come with other people but apparently we got an early ship. Now the waters are too rough and it looks like we might be here a while. The city looks sort of like the back alleys of Venice. I'm trying to figure out how we're going to sleep there, looking up hostels on my phone. There's no wifi. I'm looking at an offline map on my phone looking for hostels. I say out loud "I've stayed at this one hostel but it was such a long hike every day." The boys say that they don't really want to stay in a hostel because they need sleep. My friend Jordan comes out of nowhere. I ask her for hostel recommendations and she says "One Hostel." Well that was good enough for me. I follow her directions into an underground space that has 10 or so women sewing or selling items in a shop. I see a sign on the wall that says "One Hostel" along with some other words. Behind a counter is a woman sewing with glasses on, not seeming to pay attention to me. It doesn't seem ideal so I decide to go somewhere else.
Morning of July 8, 2018. Sunday. In my dream, I am wandering around, uncertain of the nature of my current situation. The setting is an ambiguous blend of King Street (where I have not been at all since 1994), and Stadcor Street (where Zsuzsanna and our family and I have not lived in years). It is rendered in a way that is about fifty percent of each, yet I am not confused by this mix and seem to be walking to where Dennis (half-brother on my mother’s side) used to live. I walk through a narrow alley toward an area that opens into a vacant parking lot. Three unfamiliar males approach me and I expect trouble. One male presses the small of my back, apparently with a weapon. It does not hurt, but there is a strange sustained sensation that always served before to immediately wake me since early childhood. However, I do not wake from this, though as I am not lucid, I am not aware of what it usually does to me. It happens three different times as I choose to try to walk slowly away to the entrance of another alley on the other side of the parking lot. Normally, this back jab event (rendered in dreams in a number of different ways) sends me nearly flying out of bed with its intensity. In this case, it is softer, but still dominates my otherwise illusory physicality. I almost suspect that it did not wake me (though of course I did wake eventually) due to getting older and I wonder if it indicates a biological change, though may possibly be a new form of non-lucid dream control. The parking lot is very common autosymbolism for a specific level of sleep, representing how the body is not typically moving (or is not supposed to be) during REM sleep. It is usually the last setting to be rendered when featured in a dream and I typify it as a liminal space representation (as a parking lot also is in waking life), though not a transitional liminal space buffer as a porch is.
Morning of July 9, 2018. Monday. I am in our present home in my dream, though which seems rotated from north to west, perpendicular to its real location on the corner (intersection). Our youngest son is building a biplane from Lego. However, when I look again, it seems he has changed it so that it is now a building. He is sitting on our youngest daughter’s bed (where he had slept temporarily). I puzzle over this. I visualize the Lego biplane as being vertical and upright, but then consider that I may have only been looking at the “skeletal” foundation of the building (even though it was an actual transformation typical of the dream state). This dream is based on very common (an average of more than once per sleep cycle) anticipatory autosymbolism for vestibular system correlation. This does not always result in actual “flight” or a direct change in physicality upon waking (such as a hypnopompic kick or common falling sensation). In this case, with the bed as the literal dream state indicator, with an airplane autosymbolism for physicality in regard to VSC, it simply represents standing up after getting out of bed, though is also an association with our youngest son sometimes standing on this same bed in reality. Some previous (posted online) dreams in which a biplane or biplane hang glider has featured include: Biplane Hang Glider Mishap, February 27, 2016 Biplane in my Pillow, April 4, 2012 Water from a Biplane, December 20, 2010 Biplane Directive, January 2, 1972 They are not as common as other flight symbols (that is, dream state contemporaneous symbolism of VSC, which is usually unrelated to waking life), such as helicopters, of which have featured in hundreds of my dreams since childhood, some featured in my entry “40 Helicopter Dreams”, posted on May 20, 2018.
Date of Dream: MON 9 JUL - 2018 Dream No. 370 - Separated Sections Dream 370 A - Very Important Meet-Up I don't remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, the dream started off in the front outside car park of Endeavour Hills Shopping Centre. Many Killester girls were there, including the ones from my bus run in real life. I got onto the bus and just like in real life, I was helping the bus driver and making sure he was going down the right roads. The bus drive took almost all day and ended when it was nearing the evening and the sky was turning an orange-pink colour. I forgot where the bus stopped though. The bus driver had pulled over on the side of the road and I let myself out of the bus. The bus still hadn't reached Killester though and so I thought I'd walk the rest of the way. I was walking along the Princes Highway and was approaching the intersection of Corrigan Road, so I decided to turn down that way. A while down Corrigan road and the neighbourhood started to look slightly different than I remember it being in real life. Eventually, I came across this blue van and there was Murray in his Sly 4 appearance and some other man waiting for me. I approached the other man and apparently it was the post man. He started talking to me for a while but I forgot what about. Then Murray joined in and was talking to me as well, saying that he and the postman were doing something before and that they were waiting for me. Although I have forgotten what was said, I can recall that it was something very important. That's all I can remember about this dream. Dream 370 B - Too Good To Be True I don't remember much about this dream. From where I can remember, I was walking along Jacksons road and about half way down, I see this visible light forming into shape and so I stopped; it was Dreamy WB appearing right before my eyes. She had formed into a human figure, in her Oktoberfest outfit, but had a feint glow of white light energy around her. She came towards me and gently put her hands below the sides of my jaw, pulling me in towards and actually kissing me numerous times! It was almost like smooching but it wasn't lip-to-lip, she was doing in on my forehead. That's all I remember about this dream. Dream 370 C - Back In High School Days I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at back at Killester and was having Vocal Group in the music rooms with Mrs O'N. I was in the music corridor by myself and was writing the words to the song called “On Holy Ground”, but I wasn't writing the actual words to the song, I was writing my own words to it which really sounded stupid when I sung it, but in the dream I seemed to like it. I looked over into one of the other rooms and I saw WB in there, sitting for an Arts Committee meeting. In the dream, she was in the leadership committee; she wasn't in real life. She walked past Mr McPh. who was sitting on a rotatable desk chair near the front door to the room and they spoke before she left the room. I wanted to speak to her but she walked by too quickly, and so I thought to myself, “lets get looking!”. Mrs O'N had come past and so I told her I was just going to quickly bail out of Vocal Group for this lunch time. When I was outside, I saw LB's group of friends sitting somewhere but I didn't see LB with them. I ended up asking Bij., “Where's LB?”, it seems she didn't want to answer me though. I gave her an innocent look like I wanted to know. Bij. then told me that it was a secret. That's when I told Bij., “Trust me! Look, you can tell me anything. I promise I won't share it with anyone else, okay?”. She accepted then and told me that the reason LB wasn't with them is because she had to change subjects. She didn't do well in a subject and so had to change it, but not before she had to face her dad. I then internally thought to myself, “Uh oh, LB's in danger...”. Eventually, I reached the library and WB came out of the little room where all the mac desktop computers were. She didn't really say anything though and as I realised lunch was about to end, I decided to head back to the music rooms. When there, I came to my senses now and so was literally hoping that the Vocal Group weren't using my silly rendition of “On Holy Ground”. I was relieved when I found them singing the normal version and my sheet was in the bin. It then became the end of lunch and in this dream, WB was in year 12 but there was a bonus year level above hers that I was in. I went into room KD01 to have classes with the rest of the bonus year level. When the teacher came in, it was this Indian lady that I don't remember seeing in real life. Apparently we were doing what was known as “Advanced VCE, the way the Indians do it”. Period 5 was maths and so this lady was our maths teacher. She was so strict and what she was writing on the board looked like gibberish to me... I understood nothing. Unfortunately, I actually started to fall asleep in the class and so the lady told me off. I ended up taking points off myself (which will be explained later in the recap). Then this boy TC was also finding it hard to concentrate and so was fiddling with these large random plastic balls taken off an abacus. The teacher ended up telling TC off and yelling at him harshly as well. So when the teacher continued to talk and explain things to the class, me sitting next to TC, got his attention. I whispered for him to look and then I started writing things on the table with a rainbow texta. I wrote something like “Teacher yelling = 10 points taken away from you”. Apparently each time someone would be told off, I'd take these so called points off them and when they had zero points remaining, they would be knocked out by some anaesthetic in order to permanently sleep so they couldn't get in trouble anymore. I told TC that I previously took 5 points off myself. I said to him, “The reason I took less off myself is because I have a bigger concentration span, so I can last longer”. I said that I took 10 off him and so if anything else happened, he would be knocked out soon. Class then finished and when I looked at my printed timetable,I discovered that period 6 was supposed to be music with the teacher being AD! Only when it was the start of Period 6, another teacher walked in and so I became confused. Apparently, we were have a mixture of an ethics and homeroom period instead. The next dream scene took place back in my local area. I was talking a walk around the streets when I decided that I wanted to summon Dreamy WB. The dream stops me at the bottom of the hill where the dream camera zooms into this yellow brick retaining wall to show me a wear sight. All these little people are growing out of the wall but none of them look like Dreamy WB; they were all African though. Some were appearing as boys with not enough hair and others were appearing as girls with too much hair. I decided that I would fuse a group of them together which then gave me an accurate replica of Dreamy WB. The dream then ended there. 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 case of extended absences with Dreamy WB, train Murray on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No) Dream 370: Results (Competition #5) 370 A Competition Night: 8 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: Murray Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes 370 B Competition Night: 8 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: Dreamy WB Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes 370 C Competition Night: 8 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: None Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes Points For This Entry: 4.5 Calculation Details: - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0) - Have A Dream Guide Automatically Appear: Murray 370 A (0.5) - Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5) - Have A Dream Guide Automatically Appear: Dreamy WB 370 B (0.5) - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0) - Help Someone In Need (1.0) + Previous Total: 20.0 Total Accumulated Points: 24.5
Blue Opossum’s Dream Canon Page 2 Afternoon of July 8, 2018. Sunday. Henceforth, these pages are to be the sole resource for resolving any potential for erroneous or ambiguous conclusions regarding any content posted in any of my previous entries since 2004. Some of the main factors of the dream state (though not inherent to all dreaming and waking transitions) other than literalism: Unification and coalescence (and in contrast, dream state cessation autosymbolism) Thinking skills correlation, more so as precursory consciousness testing or initialization Vestibular system correlation Liminal space buffering Subliminal, liminal, and lucid dream state indicators Ultradian rhythm anticipation (both biological and emotional) There is more, but I will only address these six in this entry and more in another entry. None of these very common components of the dream state relate to waking life or the concept of symbolism in the non-contemporaneous sense. They are traits of the dreaming and waking process itself. People who have the inability to grasp what dreams are and what they are doing (which ultimately includes the majority of people alive today) will likely not be able to come to terms even with the obvious. One of the reasons I am writing this canon is because I have zero interest in discussing or debating what I already know beyond an iota of doubt. Note that these factors typically combine, depending on the particular dream. Unification and coalescence is the final part of the waking process. It is simply based on wholeness of consciousness after waking. I typically experience this in my dreams in a number of different ways, the most pleasant autosymbolism of this being the act of hugging (the emergent consciousness factor). Other examples are seeing another dream character being swallowed. (This is a projected form of the “final fate” of the illusory dream self, similar to seeing another dream character fall from a cliff instead of the dream self experiencing the fall.) In contrast to coalescence is dream state cessation autosymbolism, though sometimes these factors are combined. “End of the world” scenarios, a very common form of dream state cessation autosymbolism, seem to occur continuously for many people (regardless of what sort of events or experiences they have had in waking life). Mine are rarely nightmarish. Additionally, it has always been extremely rare for me to “die” in a dream (a result of understanding dream state autosymbolism). “End of the world” dreams begin to occur when a child begins to develop a more complex way of thinking and reasoning and of course, reason is not typically a factor of the dream state, hence this form of cessation autosymbolism. Thinking skills correlation is a factor of the waking process and its autosymbolism relates to schools, libraries, and technology. Failing a test (or basically even going back to school) in a dream simply means that the subconscious self is not the conscious self as in reality. It goes through the process as autosymbolic of the return to consciousness. There really is not much more to it than that. Vestibular system correlation is a biological factor of the dream self’s lack of discernment of physicality while not conscious. This is why flying and falling are so common in both lucid and non-lucid dreams. Ultimately, flying is much easier in dreams than walking (or driving a car), as it is the natural discernment of the dream state, as physicality is inherently illusory in the dream state anyway (why dreams of losing teeth are also common). I fly at one point or another in the majority of my dreams. I could be walking along on the sidewalk, become slightly annoyed by environmental factors (such as walking on mud for example, or there being too much traffic around) and easily and automatically take to the air as if it was the most natural thing in the world. My dream self has mostly always held this focus that flying is something that requires no thinking or effort, whereas walking, though typically only in the first dream of virtually every sleep cycle, almost always results in tripping and falling. The transition of rising up and out of a dream is about as common as falling, though each sometimes occurs during the same dream sequences, for example, falling and then suddenly rising up and out of the dream state (which of course renders the assumption of any waking life “meaning” as preposterous). Flying, falling, and rising dreams are far more vivid (as well as more likely to occur) when activity that is more physical (especially walking a considerable distance) has been indulged in during the previous day, though riding in an elevator prior to sleep also augments this factor. The most vivid falling dream I ever had was shortly after riding the log flume ride at Busch Gardens Tampa Bay. Liminal space buffering (and the preconscious bulwark) is a major factor of non-lucid dream control as well as apex lucidity. This involves mediation and modulation of waking process autosymbolism. The best example is how I use doors (both lucidly and non-lucidly) to deliberately leave the dream state as well as to enhance vividness when a desire for sustaining my dream is present. I have sometimes even pushed an entire wall aside like a sliding door to vivify and sustain the dream state to an extraordinary level. I also summon dream state denizens (angelic servants) from doorways, from behind curtains, from over walls (less common and more difficult), from within walls, and so on (though also typically from rivers, lakes, trees, or waterfalls). Usage of windows for this has proven to be a tad bizarre (probably because windows are usually not used to go in and out of a house in waking life and thus the literalistic factor dominates) and is never recommended. When I attempted to use a window to sustain and vivify my dream on one occasion, the results were unexpected. It resulted in such an exaggerated (though illusory) sense of weight and physicality in almost painfully crawling up and over the bottom of the window to the other side, with my dream then vivified and sustained to such an extent, it is difficult to believe even now. Nevertheless, experience and knowledge is what counts in the end. Subliminal, liminal, and lucid dream state indicators are very common in my dreams, to where they typically occur at least once per sleep cycle, though as with vestibular system correlation, sometimes in most dreams of a sleep cycle. These factors are typically rendered as literalism, but there are many second level (and third level, etc.) autosymbolic factors. Such features are typically beds, being undressed (including in public), not wearing shoes, being in a bedroom (including in a false awakening), and so on. As it is not biologically possible to be fully unaware of being in REM sleep, I often move through various stages of subliminal, liminal, and lucid awareness of dream state indicators. I will sometimes deliberately (lucidly or semi-lucidly) cause my clothes to vanish (even in a public library where many people are around) because of this, when I want to indulge in lovemaking with Zsuzsanna. In direct contrast, if I am walking in a business building while lucid and my shoes begin to dissolve (because of the recall that I do not wear shoes while I sleep), I lucidly will them back. Beds (and bedrooms) in some cases serve as apex lucidity triggers because of their literal link to the dream state. Ultradian rhythm anticipation (both biological and emotional) is responsible for dreams of being late or a sustained focus on what time it is. There are many other forms of relevant literalism and autosymbolism, which are too extensive for this entry at this time. The WBTB or “Wake Back to Bed” method of lucid dreaming is a factor based on ultradian rhythm. However, I have never needed any sort of “practice” or any “information” (often of which is based on popular misconceptions about dreams). This is because lucid dreaming, for me, has always been an entirely natural trait since earliest memory (even prenatally, where I still recall making stars and letting them fade and “oscillating” with them as I did so, as well as effortlessly flying and going “back” to my body when I was two and three). The factors that I have explained here should all be obvious to anyone of reasonable intelligence. Unfortunately, it is unlikely that the majority of people would favor truth over personal bias or long-held superstition. Most people will still prefer to wear a virtual blindfold through life, especially when it comes to dreams and their legitimate causes, meanings, and effects. This information can all be experienced and validated (by anyone with a genuine interest in dreams or with any interest in eradicating the virtually endless misconceptions about dreams in today’s society) by way of mastership meditations. For example, the first factor, unification and coalescence, is augmented in waking life by the mirror meditation, where the self is seen in infinite forms in mirrors arranged on the left and right sides (each mirror continuously reflecting the one on the other side, as well as the body reflected infinitely). Then, looking forward into the one mirror facing the body, the one image reflected is the self in unification. This entry is subject to change only for purposes of clarification. If any content reads as unclear or is perceived as ambiguous, contact me by way of messaging on one of the following sites (order of preference): Twitter (@BlueOpossum), Tumblr (Blue Opossum’s Dream Journal), or my Facebook account via the dream journal website profile. Thank you for your time and respect. This ends Blue Opossum’s Dream Canon Page 2.
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Just got a fragments this time. Bummer... Log 1165 - Fused Form Paradox Scrap Created Saturday 07 July 2018 Scrap Group 1 In a mall. Eventually, (SSJB) Vegeta and Goku appeared out of nowhere to fight against fused Zamasu. Extreme property damage ensues. I lost sight of them. All this excitement gets me to change into Vegitto. I flew around to look for Zamasu. I also powered up, but it seemed I couldn't use this form's god energy. Later on, Bulma and some other minor characters confronted me. They claimed I didn't actually shapechange, but rather took possession of such a form from an alternate timeline. And so, they intended to change me back via one of Bulma's gadgets, even if by force. Not feeling ready for that, I turned invisible, then rushed off to hide in a nook. When Bulma passed by, I overloaded the device with an electrical surge, and fled. In an assembly hall, I finally encountered Zamasu. Even without access to my form's full power, I still could hold my own against the mad god. Log 1166 - Friend's Supposed Place Scrap Created Sunday 08 July 2018 Scrap Group 1 At a friend's supposed new apartment with Jonathan. Numerous other guests showed up. I got self conscious of my hair. Later on, we decide to go for a car ride. But, all we had was a tiny Beetle. Nowhere near enough space to fit everyone. I opted to just walk home.
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I went to bed a little before 9. I found some funny videos online and then played two Pokemon Battles before 8:30 and then got to bed. I didn't do waking life recall. I remember something about Goku fighting Frieza at the football field. There were more details in these early dreams I didn't re-remember. I remember something about walking through the woods. And a "Wobbuffet Wall" which was a wall with lots of little places to get a foot or a hand hold and climb up. They were barely an inch wide of surface but I was able to use them to climb. Getting down was tricky. I couldn't get a good footing on the way down. I remember a part where I got a new laptop. I was trying to dial in to the Saturday W A meeting. I kept telling my sister that I wouldn't be available until after the meeting but she kept trying to talk to me. I remember something about needing a second access code to enter the meeting. And something about being excluded from "the park". I wanted to get into the meeting but couldn't. I originally remembered more of these dreams but didn't re-remember them due to mind wandering. I went back to sleep again, which surprised me. I remember some non-lucid dreams before becoming lucid. I had a dream that I had started a diet soda habit. I wondered how long it had been since I picked this up. It took me a while to realize that it contained sweeteners. That was when I was in nana's den. I started to worry. I remember being in the front lawn, doing something with the grass. I was thinking about a beverage that tasted like alcohol but didn't contain any alcohol. And telling people at A A about it. It wasn't non-alcoholic beer, which still contains some alcohol. I remember packing up to move. I was either at 24 or 15. I had most of my stuff ready to go. My mom said not to hurry because we had a whole year before we had to be fully moved. 'A year?' I thought. 'That's a long time! How did they keep both houses for so long?' I remember dreaming that I woke up in the back of my dad's van as he drove to work. I thought I had asked him to bring me for the drive. We were on a really windy back road. I wondered if it was safe to drive so fast. We reached a point where some rocks tumbled down, and he had to back out. I used telekinesis to move the rocks off the road, without knowing it was a dream. They were giant boulders. I remember a false awakening kind of thing. I was looking at my own forehead, and saw that I had many red pimples. I began to count them. There were around 15. 'Is this really my forehead?' I thought. 'Maybe I will try a finger palm test.' Sure enough, my finger went through, and I was lucid in the dream world. There was some plastic on the wall ahead of me. In this beginning part, I couldn't move much. I just stayed still and slightly looked around. Eventually I tried moving and the dream collapsed. The dream started back up, though. I remember a glass window. There were some asian people in a room, about to be served food. I wanted food. They seemed to be looking at me through the glass. I jumped right through the glass, phasing through it, and that surprised them! I sat with the two asian people, hoping to be brought food. An older woman brought out two meals. She gave one to one of the people and one to me, but skipped the middle person. I felt bad. The food must have been just for those two, so I got up to go find food elsewhere. After walking around a little, I found a shopping center kind of thing. For some time, it became a video game interface. I got food, but didn't really experience eating it because it was more of a video game thing. Then there was something about a history lesson the people there were hiding from me. I didn't push them to tell me. I just went looking for more dream food. I walked over to an office place with a receptionist desk out front. At the desk there was some kind of clock thing. Two people were waiting for an appointment, a man and a woman. The woman had two plates which each had a big pile of dough balls. One of the sets of dough balls had powdered sugar and the other didn't. I asked for some and she shared. They were delicious! I was surprised that the dream continued. I had a pull-up competition with a guy accross from me. He started doing them faster than I could, and won the competition. I think I walked off somewhere down a sidewalk to find more places in the dream and woke up. I finished the outline around 9:30 A M, meaning I actually slept enough for a change. That last sleep cycle made a big difference. Until today I was having trouble with being up too early and unable to get back to sleep.
I found myself in my old house in father room where my mom and dad were talking. I get up and open the door and close it back once the thought occured that I must be dreaming. I turn around to look at my father as still everything felt real but I knew this was apart of the vivid dream. I open the front door in to the living and approach the back door, the door I use many times to leave the house to begin my lucid dream. I could see the lock was already unlock which would be odd but this only confirmed to that I was in a dream. I open it and walk out to see that it was maybe night but it was really breath taking. When I look to the dark sky there was 3 suns in the sky in different angles that gave it this solar eclipse look. I walk outside on the grass and immediately saw two men in trench coats walking about to confront each other. I decided to turn the other way in till my lucidity started to fade and for some reason I got the feeling it would return if I continue the original path I was on. I continue walking that direction in till I step in something that made me realize I was in quick sand. Out of no where not able to tell from their appearance as it was also shrouded in a cowboy hat and trench coat. Said hey Anfernee, I look up and said hello to the person on a horse that was able to float. Then I notice the building they were standing on. Wasn't able to tell by their voice either if it was a man or a woman. The person ask me if I needed help. I said yes and soon they had this wrench that was quite long brought down to me. I had my hand out and I could tell this person was seriously trying to help me from the quick sand. It was interesting to me to see a dream character care so much about helping me. I was able to get out of it and thank the shrouded person. I then ask how did they know my name. The person said I don't know this stuff is weird. Lol I understand the feeling. Another person with a cowboy hat appeared to me and I could now see the people faces. It look like I was in a western old style town. Everyone was dress in a old style way. I thought it was cool and I was told by this person to go to the customer serve to identify myself. I did so and notice people taking phone calls and filling out sheets. I approach one woman talking on the phone but notice she was busy. I decided to walk around to find more available area's in till I false awaken.
Date of Dream: SAT 7 JUL - 2018 All Dream Titles: Dream 369 A - Business Attire On Demand Dream 369 B - Playgroup Pandemonium Dream 369 C - How Christmas Should Be Decorated Dream 369 D - Fly With Me Dream 369 E - Ridiculous VCE Curriculum Dream Title In Summary: Dream - Business Attire On Demand & Playgroup Pandemonium & How Christmas Should Be Decorated & Fly With Me & Ridiculous VCE Curriculum Dream No. 369 - Separated Sections Dream 369 A - Business Attire On Demand I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, it was night time and I was with a group of Killester students on a random beach. Ms Los. was the teacher and she was telling us the line up of activities. She mentioned something about business wear, which I realised I didn't have on me and so I was worried. We were standing in the shallow part of the water when I told her I forgot to wear business clothing. She said something back to me but I forgot what it was fully; she mentioned an incentive for when I did get into some business wear. I entered the cabin area and spoke to some of the girls in there. BK was also in my cabin and so I was talking to him. I then went over to my suitcase to see if I could find anything suitable to wear. After a while, things weren't looking promising and eventually, I came to the conclusion... I had forgotten to pack any form of business clothing altogether. BK was standing nearby and so I gave him a look like “Damn it... Forgot... God help me...”. I then had an idea; although I did think that maybe BK would give me strange looks for doing it and then question my methods. Regardless of any conflicting thoughts, I marched up to the front door of the cabin, slid it open, walked onto the balcony, leant on the rails, looked up into the night sky, and yelled, “Dreamy WB! I forgot to pack some business clothes!”. Out of nowhere a very feint hologram of Dreamy WB in her Oktoberfest outfit appeared and disappeared; then a light blue pencil skirt came plummeting out of the night sky and I caught it. When I got back inside the cabin, no one was in there anymore, I was now by myself and when I looked down, I now saw myself wearing cream coloured ballet flats. I tried to put the skirt on but it wouldn't go past a certain height on my legs, and so another conclusion was made. I'm thinking to myself, “This isn't big enough to fit over my tush”. Inside the cabin, I yelled, “Dreamy WB, the elastic's not big enough!”. I looked down and indeed the skirt's top elastic had extended itself by a centimetre or two, moving itself right in front of my eyes. So now I was able to slide on the skirt and then I put on a plain white t-shirt over the top. The next thing I was looking for was a jacket, so back I went onto the balcony and I yelled, “I need a jacket!”. This time there was no hologram. I was standing patiently, anticipating when the next garment would come. After a few short seconds, a lime-green coloured jacket came flying down at me from nowhere and once again, I caught it. Back in the cabin, I put on the jacket and then judged the outfit. “Hmm, I don't like the skirt”, I thought, “it doesn't sit well on me”. Outside I went again; “Dreamy WB, can I have a skirt to match the jacket?”. What looked like a plain lime-green coloured rag got thrown down at me but when I caught it, it became the shape of a skirt. When I opened the skirt up, I looked up at the sky at disbelief and thought “Dreamy WB what the...? This is too short!”. I was imagining being really harshly told off as the teacher looked up at my tush. For the fourth or fifth time, I went back outside but this time, the dream didn't show what I was asking for. When I came back inside, I had felt a sense of satisfaction which means that Dreamy WB must have gotten the outfit complete for me this time. I was wearing the lime-green jacket on top of a yellow t-shirt, along with a flaring red skirt with a yellow pattern and some yellow shoes. The dream then skipped to the end of the camp. Kids were going to go home by an aeroplane unless their parents came to pick them up early. It was what I dreaded, my parents came for me but not only that, they were looking really angry and there was still two or three days remaining on the camp. I said to them that the camp wasn't finished but they demanded that I come home with them now. I felt weak and helpless and so drooped off after them. In the next scene, it was day time and I was back at home. I was in the backyard and my parents were full-on and yelling really horrible things at me and top volume. In my head, I thought, “Call out for Dreamy WB before it gets worse” but the dream energy would never push me to do so, and so I was oblivious to act in that manner. Instead, I remained quiet and tried my hardest to block out their yelling while they carried on at full steam... The dream made me think that the best approach was to make it look like I wasn't trying to ignore them. The next scene played in the driveway and there was talk about the preparation my dad had to do for his colonoscopy procedure. As much as I wanted to help him, my mind was still set on the previous yelling and so I thought to myself, “you don't deserve my help”. My dad was also speaking in a tone like he was still upset with me. So basically, we still had resentment towards each other. That's all I can remember for this dream. Dream 369 B - Playgroup Pandemonium I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in this big place that looked like an American Wall-Mart store but the giant room was empty and it was also carpeted. The floor was divided into smaller squared areas, the boundary indicated by a strip of red carpet and the inside of the square boundary was plain grey carpet. I was holding some food and so wanted to find a place to sit and eat it. I decided I would sit in one of the squared areas and so I sat there with my back against a wall and ate the food. All of a sudden, these little kids started to sit in the square with me but I didn't know why. This young lady with a heavy American accent came up to us and said something like “okay guys, it's time to go back into playgroup”. I grew a look of the biggest shock on my face and I thought to myself, “Shit... This is the playgroup's area...”. I initially didn't think this area belonged to anyone, so I didn't know. I made signs to the lady like I wanted to leave but she wasn't having any of it. She treated me like I was one of the kids and actually physically dragged me into the playgroup classroom when I refused to go myself. The lady then introduced all these kids toys to me and I didn't look the least bit happy. She said something to me like “Now, you've got to count and place all these nine dominoes in a sequence for me”. In the slowest, most frustrated voice, I said “One...”, placed it on the floor “Two...” placed it on the floor, all the way up to the ninth one. I thought the lady would then be done but she wasn't; she was going to get me to do something else after that. I decided I would try and make my exit but change my nature to be subtle about it. I asked her, “Um, can I just go and do something? I promise I'll back, alright?”. I could tell the lady was going to get ready to tell me off but before she could say anything, I called out back to her, “I'll be back, I just need a break” as I was walking towards the door. After I dealt with her, I thought to myself, “When they see her, boy they're gonna feel like melting”... The image I had in my head though was of literal melting. I then thought, if I called out for “Dreamy WB”, they'd become suspicious and know something's up. I decided that instead, I would call for “Miss T” so it sounded like another teacher. I then stuck my head out the door and yelled, “Miss T!” as loud as I could. It felt like a few minutes but nothing happened. So then I went even louder, “Miss T! Get me out of here!”. The dream then showed me sitting on the floor again with the lady, childishly torturing me while I muttered “Miss T... Ugh...”. The dream soon ended though. Dream 369 C - How Christmas Should Be Decorated I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was supposedly in the underground car park of Chadstone Shopping Centre, although it didn't look the same as it does in real life. To start off with, I was walking with Sly, in his Sly 2/3 appearance, and something was going on regarding various disguises. Sly would quickly change in and out of these various disguises but there was mention about me not being able to do disguises or something like that. I then went over to Bentley, in his Sly 2/3 appearance, and walked with him next. We spoke about how he was going to be cut into pieces of some sort. To make it as painless as possible, I told him to turn to a 90 degree angle. At a certain pole of the car park, these little knives were coming towards Bentley and so that's when he followed my instructions and turned to a 90 degree angle. Indeed, he was chopped up into all these little turtle steaks but after a second or two, he reverted back to his whole figure. “Hmm, I'd better go and find Murray”, I said to Bentley. I then saw Murray walking towards me from the other end of the car park in his Sly 4 appearance. We greeted each other and then I walked with him across the car park, with him holding my hand (he wasn't wearing his gloves in this dream), and then into the shopping centre. Inside the shopping centre, Murray was now following behind me and I was leading the way. I took him to the second floor of the shops and I told him “look at this!” at the same time, thinking in my head “you stupid...”, while pointing to the big Christmas tree sticking up from the first floor. The decorations were everywhere and in just about every single colour. The baubles were in blue, purple, pink, red and orange and then there was this red tinsel carelessly wrapped around the tree in a completely non-orderly fashion... I knew these trees were Murray's doing. Murray now had a look on his face like he was completely shamed and embarrassed by his previous efforts. There were many other trees in that area of the shopping centre, decorated in the same fashion and so I told him off big time. There was one tree though that really stood out. It was a darker pine and it was beautifully decorated in a silver and mint colour scheme with no messy tinsel. I pointed to that tree and said to Murray, “Look at the one that Dreamy WB did”. I can't remember anything else about this dream. Dream 369 D - Fly With Me I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in Springvale in front of the Daniel's Donuts shop. There was also Mr G from my primary school and he was talking to some year 12 Killester girls about their upcoming exams. He said arrangements for most exams would stay the same but the biology exam had to be changed because something had happened to the biology teacher. I can't remember what else happened in that scene. In the next scene, I was now on the grounds of Camelot Rise Primary School which in the dream was a high school. It was after school time, classes had finished and so I was looking for WB. I thought I'd go to the side entrance first because that's where the buses usually come but I couldn't see her. I then realised that she may have been at the front entrance and so I rushed in that direction before she was due to leave. When I got there though, she wasn't there. In fact, everyone except her was there and they were all giving me dirty looks. The scene changed to me being in this unknown area but it somewhat felt close by to Jells park. I attached this yellow cape to my back and started flying around on the surrounding roads. I could soon feel the presence of the real WB nearby and so I slowly transformed into a giant and greeted WB when she came. She was as tiny as an ant in this dream. I invited her to hop onto my back so I could fly her around for a bit. As she was getting onto my cape, sitting on it like a hammock, that dream ended. Dream 369 E - Ridiculous VCE Curriculum I don't remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, my brother was in an unknown area and he was talking to no one in particular. He said that his workplace had given him a pay bonus, allowing him to re-enter year 12 VCE for a short amount of time so he could try for a better ATAR. Apparently, he elected to do his second attempt of year 12 at Mulgrave Primary School, which in this dream was a co-ed prep to year 12 school. The next scene occurred when he and I were home and I walked past him doing his art homework. I asked him about his year 12 and he said that he had so much homework. He stated that he couldn't pick the subjects and rather the school had picked them for him. He was doing Art, Vis Com, Math Methods, Further Maths and English. In my head I'm thinking, “Two folio subjects...!” He said that he had too much to do on his Vis Com homework. I asked him who his Vis Com teacher was and he said Mrs Parr. The last scene took place just in front of the school but he was talking to me this time rather than to nobody. I asked him if he was going to finish the whole year but he said that he couldn't; his workplace would only allow him to do one month of VCE. I thought that was logical otherwise the workplace would never get him back. The dream ended there. 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? CANCELLED -> The Shared Dreaming Experiment seems to no longer be locatable on the DV forums, therefore it has been abolished until further notice) - In case of extended absences with Dreamy WB, train Murray on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No) Dream 369: Results (Competition #5) 369 A Competition Night: 6 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: Dreamy WB Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes 369 B Competition Night: 6 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: Dreamy WB Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes 369 C Competition Night: 6 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: Murray Emergency Team: Sly & Bentley Eligible For Competition Points: Yes 369 D Competition Night: 6 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: None Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes 369 E Competition Night: 6 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: None Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes Points For This Entry: 10.5 Calculation Details: - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0) - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0) - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0) - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0) - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0) - 3-Day Recall Chain (3.0) - Summon A Dream Guide: 369 A (1.0) - Fly: 369 D (1.0) - Transform/Shapeshift Partial: 369 D, Became Giant (0.5) + Previous Total: 9.5 Total Accumulated Points: 20.0 I am not joking when I say that it took me about 4 - 5 hours to write this all down properly. In case I lag in activity on DV (being only a few days mind you), my computer crashed almost 10 times yesterday, so I think it's almost time for a new one (this HP is 11 years old, older than my cat!). This is really weird, I only remember dreams 369 A, C and D this morning. I remembered B a couple of hours later and then I recalled that E existed only 1 hour ago!!
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Blue Opossum’s Dream Canon Page 1 Afternoon of July 7, 2018. Saturday. Henceforth, these pages are to be the sole resource for resolving any potential for erroneous or ambiguous conclusions regarding any content posted in any of my previous entries since 2004. What my dreams mainly render: Autosymbolism Literalism What my dreams do NOT viably render: Symbolism (in the conventional or non-concurrent sense) Please note that any usage of variations of the word “symbol” in my online journal is in reference to autosymbolism (contemporaneous symbolism of the transient dream self of which typically represents the dreaming and waking process itself or subliminal, liminal, or lucid affirmations). For example, “water symbolizing sleep” and “doorway waking symbolism” signifies dream state autosymbolism, not symbolism as implied correlation with waking life (as water neither symbolizes sleep in waking life nor can one walk through a doorway and end up in another realm or with a different state of awareness in waking life). I have recently considered eradicating (editing out) all forms of “symbol” (other than forms using “auto” or as paired with “contemporaneous”) to avoid public misconception about my knowledge or experience or the assumption that I either believe in or accept “dream interpretation” (in the two most common usages of the term) of which I do NOT (and never have, even in childhood). Neither non-contemporaneous symbolism nor reading in the non-lucid dream state is either consistently feasible or sustainable. However, reading, as with either discernible print or as implied perception of words and sentences as such, is certainly possible and even common (for people such as me) in dreams, but is typically transient and unstable. (Handwriting or print usually changes in dreams as I focus on it or look away and back again, though not always, as it depends on the specific extent of liminal consciousness.) Additionally, it is obviously possible to be subliminally, liminally, or lucidly influenced by inherently spurious “dream dictionary” content. This certainly does not mean that the implied “meaning” or “interpretation” is valid in any way any more than fictitious content from a movie influences or is rendered into a dream. What my dreams typically have: Verifiable causes Verifiable meanings Effects Inexplicable (by present era consensus) factors such as literal prescience or transpersonal communication What my dreams typically do NOT have: Interpretations, by way of either of the two main fallicious usages of the term: Superstition, folklore, or “old wives’ tales” (examples being so-called dream dictionaries or the majority of New Age sources and virtually all websites) Psychobabble (any form of psychoanalysis, including both “credible” psychology and pseudo-psychology) Where my dreams come from or via: Preconscious (both personal and transpersonal), by way of RAS (reticular activating system) mediation and modulation. Interconsciousness (both personal and transpersonal) Emergent Consciousness Biological factors (two examples being vestibular system correlation and ultradian rhythm) Where my dreams do NOT come from or via: Unconscious mind (unless concurrently biological or biologically premonitory) Subconscious If dreams came from or via the unconscious mind, they would mainly occur in slow-wave sleep, not REM sleep. The subconscious (which is not a “mind”) has no viable intelligence, critical discernment, temporality (viable discernment of time), or consistent or correlating spatial orientation. Obviously, the preconscious utilizes content from the unconscious mind (as well as the interconsciousness and emergent consciousness) but unlike with the conscious self in waking life, it is unlikely to be accurate, to prevent false memories from resulting (though this applies mostly to only non-lucid dreaming and does not wholly apply to inexplicable factors such as remote viewing or prescience). However, whether or not this biologically evolved or is ultimately a result of incidental synaptic XOR gating is presently unresolved. What my dream self is: Subconscious, personified Witness to the Transpersonal Source (non-local consciousness; biological intelligence; interconsciousness) Emergent Consciousness (in ordinary lucidity) Virtual Model of the Conscious Self Identity (in the highest levels of lucidity only) What my dream self is NOT: A viable model of the conscious self as in current waking life (primarily only in non-lucidity) This entry is subject to change only for purposes of clarification. If any content reads as unclear or is perceived as ambiguous, contact me by way of messaging on one of the following sites (order of preference): Twitter (@BlueOpossum), Tumblr (Blue Opossum’s Dream Journal), or my Facebook account via the dream journal website profile. Thank you for your time and respect. This ends Blue Opossum’s Dream Canon Page 1.
I am 35 weeks pregnant and my dreams have become extremely vivid. Although I have not been lucid in a very long time I have not been writing my dreams or doing any lucid exercises to help myself become lucid. That being said I thought I should log this one. Everyone is being held in the old world. Its dark not only in color but in feeling. Everything has a grey hue, its crowded, there is a feeling of a void. I’m inline to travel it feels like a boarder crossing. I have my passport and correct documents along with my husband. When I get to the front of the line a man (guard) in what looks to be futuristic military ware puts his hands on my head. I look at him as he does this. I don’t back away but feel confident but confused. I have only love in my heart. He says “You may pass”. My husband is also aloud to pass. As I walk down this huge white stairway into this new world. It is much brighter from where I just came. I hear people talking about insects and love. About respecting all life. I now see what is being created. A new world of compassion. But I also remember a young man who has a gun in this new world and shoots someone. How did he pass? It’s a new world of compassion.
Created Friday 06 July 2018 Got a fragment and a brief DILD to note. Scrap Group 1 Riding in a crowded vehicle. A cousin was there. Working in my old job at the gas station. Had trouble reloading some new coffee machines. At the register, a teenaged girl handed me a suspicious credit cart. The back was blank, while the front had a picture of herself, and, more pertinently, my name (last name first). No doubt this was a dream. Rubbed my fingers on the card and shouted to affirm the state. I then tried changing the girl into my guide, E, but the dream collapsed.
Sprry I haven't posted in so long. I still have recall issues and motivation issues. Here are some dreams I recall over the week. Strange Just a dream where everything is sped up. There is driving out in the country side, Going to towns like didsbury and olds. Jamie is outside the dream bubble trying to pry herself in. Sometimes it's like she's projected into the dream. Jamie again A dream where Jamie is driving me around the same area. She keeps taking wrong turns I tell her we're on our way to see my dad an my brother. She violently turns the car around again and says, "Those people are horrible to you! We are NOT going there!" I appreciate she is trying to protect me. But i try and explain I still visit them at least once a year shortly. Very short Lucid I'm with my brother running outside. I start making ramps like in fortnite This makes me lucid for a while but I just let the dream play out. Gary Some dream where I run into my old friend from chilliwack, Gary. We are in some random house, can't tell if it's his or mine. I am trying to tell him I just had a binch of dreams with him in it, but he's shrugging them off. Argument I was in some clubhouse where all these strange old men were. One tall guy with a really fake wig starts yelling at me about something. He is scary I yell at him back but can't remember what about. Field Just a dream of walking in a tall grass field in the summer time. There are all these flowers a bit like sunflowers around.
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There was a shooting. I approached a wounded enemy gunman, who was squirming on the ground, and shot him in the head with a revolver. I knew I had to save bullets for an encounter with a monster later. There was another enemy with a gun in the distance. I think he shot one of my allies (a girl?). Or he could have been the monster but shapeshifted into the form of a man.
Morning of July 6, 2018. Friday. Dream #: 18,827-02. Reading time: 1 min 12 sec. While dreaming, I was aware of workers arriving, in reality, to work on our new fence (which has been drawn out over several weeks, so we did not expect them to show up this morning). The noise enters my dream at times, creating a typical imaginary intruder scenario, where the men seem to be walking around in our house as we sleep. As it becomes quieter, my dream transitions into a pre-liminal mode where a fence defines the virtual division between dream space and the threshold of potential consciousness. The preconscious avatar (or cerebral sleep-wake manager, as an unknown male) starts talking about our new fence, which I see has gaps (that is, not a privacy fence of the type they had been building in reality) and different from the previous front ones (that were also solid) of the other houses. There is an intriguing conversation that makes no sense, though my dream self perceives it as having validity. He talks to me about painting the bars green so they match the lawn, which would supposedly render our house as invisible from that angle from the public footpath and street. Despite how ridiculous it sounds, my dream self perceives it as possible. A member of the public walking past our house would see our lawn and fence bars at the same time, and it would seem to them like a solid wall. They did build an open fence after having spent time on the high privacy fence at the beginning, which makes no sense, especially as they took the privacy fences down from the other two houses and replaced them with the type from my dream. I could consider this as precognitive, but since the workers knew what they would be doing, telepathy (for lack of a better word) is more probable.
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