I am at Mom’s house. I step outside and it feels like it’s the middle of the night, though it is not extremely dark. I can see frost and my breath, but I do not feel cold even though I’m not even wearing shoes or a shirt. When I’m walking back up to the house, I notice a car pulling up. At first I think it’s Ryan’s truck. When I get inside, I notice Mom is up and making food. I either ask or just find out that it is one of her guy friends outside. She ends up going out and leaving with him. I am by the river. It is very full, as if flooded. It goes up to almost the top of the arches on a stone bridge, upon which people are jumping in from. I notice an older couple, completely nude. I notice the man’s penis, short but thicker, slightly standing out from his pubic hair.
I am with Makayla on some city street (I think it is New York). The sky seems dark though the surroundings do not. There are constellations in the sky that are bright and huge, almost comically so. I notice one cluster that I sometimes see in the sky (*it’s that one that I actually do see, almost a trapezoidal outline with more stars inside); it is also exaggerated in size. I think or say something about seeing this on psychedelics, and Makayla hands me two tabs of acid. I take them without hesitation and chew them into a ball instead of letting them sit. We walk around and I think I notice my perceptions start to subtly change.
I am in the Jewelry department at work. I think I was just passing through, but a customer stopped me as if I worked there. It’s an Indian? couple with two kids. The man hands me two 100 dollar bills to first make a payment. Upon checking them, the first looks like a legitimate, newer 100 and the second looks different and questionable. I’m really not sure about it, so I call for Laynie on the radio, saying ‘Laynie, can you come to the jewelry department, by the down escalator?’ I think that might sound stupid to some, but I’m just trying to be specific. The more I look at it, the more I think the second one is fake. Everything looks fine and there’s even a good watermark, but it looks like it’s been unevenly cut out from a sheet. I put them in my pocket for now, hoping they might think I’ve done the payment over on this far side of the counter. I go back over and now they want to see items in a spinning case. I see there’s already a key in the lock, and think that it should not have been left there. The items are not jewelry, but earbuds and things like that. I can nearly show them one thing before they are wanting to see another. I’m trying to show them what they want and keep everything else locked up and it’s getting annoying. I see Laynie on the far side of the counter, in a grey shirt and walking away. Assuming she didn’t see me, I call out for her. The bills feel wet? and folded up in my pocket; I take them out to show her. I discover there is no texture on the number and it feels like the texture was added poorly to the background areas. It’s also very worn as if they added that to disguise the faux texture. She sees the uneven edges and agrees that it’s fake. I think it weird that only one is fake and also genuinely don’t think he looks like the type. I’m thinking that if he asks I’ll have to tell him that I have to keep it; he never does ask, though. I see an employee dealing with a lady asking questions. The employee doesn’t know when we close and the lady seems irritated. I tell her 9 o’clock.
As always don’t take this seriously. So I’m in this cave of spiderwebs and I’m horrible at jigsaw puzzles and it takes me forever just to have two fit together, they even fight other pieces. Ugh. So now I have to choose between a chad city and a forest virgin but I stupidly choose the forest and I end up singing some stupid song about friendship which lasts 40 seconds which is 41 seconds too long. Thank for this was a short dream.
This is still going on somehow. I’m jumping around a bit with which dream to choose. So I like, become lucid, and this animal that eats carrots appears and I’m like okay let’s have a DEATH BA— wait no you’ll just troll me— PIANO BATTLE! But he tried to burn me with fire 🔥 and I feel blue. There’s also a vampire standing there menacingly and my sis for some reason. DONT WORRY YOULL BE SAFE SIS! I AM POWAHHH! Sadly the vampire reveals he’s the most powerful character so, wahwahwahhhh...
+(f) (early) Walking with L through some open air seating area, I'm leading her to show her something, across some water there is a dock and we're heading there? + workout with Rip on a strange rack in a private gym room, weird rack don't understand how the barbell is unracked and reracked, Rip wants me to squat my first set at 85kg even though that's way beyond my current weight, I fail at even unracking the bar, so I pull the plates off each side and drop them by hand to get out of the rack, in the room everything's tagged with yellow post it notes, it's also a faculty lounge they come in ask me what I'm doing there, lots of people come in and I'm concerned they'll walk off with my stuff so I try to keep an eye on everyone. + getting help from colleagues setting up my blackberry-like device, they're moving icons around to sett up email, sit at desk in chair recline back against wall head hits something bumpy on the wall there's a direct view from my chair at my desk in my office of the boss in his office sitting at his desk, I think I should look more busy +(f) running some sort of arcade for kids where the prizes are small little squishy balls (IWL ate some caviar with dinner) that they can trade in for prizes +(f) looking at plates of prepared food, my mom has raw pork and she doesn't want it cooked for some reason
Morning of January 3, 2020. Friday. Dream #: 19,373-01. Reading time (optimized): 1 min 30 sec. Water and its essence remain one of the most beautiful and appealing factors of dreaming. That is because bodies of water signify the state of sleep and its dynamics and sleep is bliss (as the virtually countless commercial recordings utilizing the sound of water to induce sleep verifies). It also expresses the fluidity of the dream state’s imaginary physicality with its abandonment of defined muscularity. I instinctually enter a more vivid status of imaginary proprioception without drop anticipation (as a result of my vestibular cortex nuances in sleep-wake mediation). I fly slowly near Niagara Falls. The water is luminescent, and its flow is enrapturing. When I fly directly in front of the waterfall, there is a shadow that has more definition than it would in reality. It is not my body’s shape, but the longways silhouette of a helicopter. It tips to the left at about 45 degrees as I occupy myself with thoughts of diving into the refreshing water. I am not a helicopter in this scene (only my body’s shadow is), but a vehicle signifies the extension of imaginary physicality while in the dream state. A helicopter’s status in contrast to an airplane in a situation like this implies more cognizance in emergence. The waterfall briefly becomes a curtain of turquoise and cyan silk ribbons, some swaying out as if with a breeze from within, as wall mediation initiates. Looking to my right again, I see the helicopter silhouette has transformed into a hake (fish) silhouette of the same size and orientation, though briefly, ambiguity dictates that the shadow is both hake and helicopter. To oblige the illusion, I perform butterfly stroke swimming motions as I fly downward. Instead of entering the water, I become incorporeal and remain in abstract space for a time. A dream with similar sleep-wake mediation is “Helicopter Digger” from August 23, 1987. In that dream, a helicopter dives to the ground while a friend and I are fishing. Instead of crashing, it becomes a digging machine, the rotary blades churning the soil as if with a purpose as it enters the ground while tipped to the front at about 45 degrees. Typically, going underground indicates anticipation of returning to slow-wave sleep, whereas diving into water implies acknowledgment of REM sleep.
Had some fun dream today. Was lucid most of the time inside dreams last night. I did lose track of staying aware that I'm dreaming in the last dream though; I think it was the dream plot. I did wbtb for 30 min. And just instead of wanting to be lucid or something, I just tried to focus on the dream goal more. I guess also I decided to let go of everything else when it's time to LD. To like forget about the daily troubles or whatever and just focus fully on LD after wbtb. I always woke up and thought about something unrelated. DJ helps, because you are thinking about dreaming right after you wake up or FA. But I guess the first thing you think about needs to be LD after you fall asleep and/or when you wake up. I suppose around 3 dream goals also helps to curb the unrelated thoughts in a way. Too many things at once might disperse your energy a bit too much though. Focusing on about 3 things? Maybe around 5 max. I was very 'awake' so to speak in my dreams. I suppose not very awake during the beginning but I focused on my hands, and that helped to deepen the dream. And then focusing on the dream goal helped to keep my thoughts from wandering and becoming non-lucid. Dreams: I FA and decided to move to another bedroom since something was bothering me. I begin to hear sounds, sort of like ringing and it's familiar to me. When I heard it and focus on it I can usually get lucid or wild or AP or whatever you call it. Half the time I remember that it works, the other half, like today, I just have to keep doing random stuff and something eventually works. I am in a wide porcelain hallway with sunshine brilliantly illuminating the whole place. I keep my hands in front of me to help stablize the dream as I explore the place. I remember my dream goal and thought whether I should teleport. But I thought I could probably just summon a DC to help me out. I just expected someone who can help me to be behind me? No one there, but to the left there was a blob of flesh with googly eyes and huge lips (no nose though I think). It had thin straw like legs and wore pair of shoes. I actually don't think it had arms. Just a pair of legs. Anyways I ask it about how to be lucid all the time or something. It told me to look for "omnicut." I asked what is omnicut and he remained silent and wouldn't answer me questions. I just thought that I'll just find someone else to help me and another blob person decided to pop up behind him to the right. I asked this blob bob about omnicut and he said that he knew about it and can take me to it. I wanted to go. I awake but was determined to get back into the dream. I was back into the dream but was at a very narrow cliff. We were barely not falling off from the path that was about the half the width of a hand. Some time had passed from the previous scene and I was with blob bob and his friend, who was also not human - to find the omnicut. Behind us was a beast with 6 legs. It was also a blob head with 6 spongebob legs growing from the bottom. It was much taller though, like 3-4 meters tall? It was chasing after us, trying to eat us. The dream tells me that the blob bobs hunted this beast and extracted from it a substance called the omnicut to induce lucidity amongst themselves. Sort of a rite of passage for the blob bobs. They would thread this dangerous path and lure the gigantic monster down this narrow path until they fell into their demise. I awake though, once again determined to get back into the dream. about 15-20 min had passed from the previous scene. They were celebrating by the cliff and blob bob handed 'it' to me. A obsidian black rectangular cube. Size of a large thumb. It felt like the lead of a pencil. Blob bob looks at me and tells me that "it will make you omni." Didn't look like it would taste good. Tasted like charcoal, or like pencil lead I think. Dry kind of not food taste, very brittle. But it worked. I awake again. I focus on my hands and keep on walking. I am now in a large wooden hall. Second floor, there's some small lunch table around and people are dressed in old fashioned clothes. Maybe timeline is like 200 years back or something. I walk passed them and they all begin to look at me. Their eyes were asking me what I wanted, as if trying to fulfill my wishes. I thought about it... What did I want to do in this dream? I thought that ESP was cool so I just said "ESP." They opened way to the back of sparse masses. And an old man with cowboy hat and a very nice moustache and a younger man approached me. The cowboy told me to follow him, and the younger man trailed behind him. To the left was a somewhat non conspicuous door entrance. I enter inside it and there is a small bedroom, with a man lying on a bed. Like a hospital bed that Curves upward in the middle. It was an asian monk, he had hallow eyes with pitch black underneath his eyes. His stomach bloated while the rest of him being him. He was dying. He reached out with his right arm towards me and I grabbed his hand. I began to feel a slight tingle as if he was pushing some sort of energy inside me. It didn't feel very strong and as if sensing my thoughts, he began to surge much more energy inside me. Didn't feel painful, perhaps it should have, or would have for most people. It just felt more tingly and sort of numb from all the energy rushing in. His death was neigh and was transferring all his powers to me. Wake up. Maybe this monk is the little monk in the little monk dreams. I am inside a different bedroom. Still lucid and notice there are mountains of legos, dark blue legos piled up in heaps. They weren't really joined together, just pushed together in piles. I walked to the right and there were alot of fans there. It was nice as I felt the freeze from the fan cooling me, because I felt sort of hot. A window behind those fans. What do you call those, shutter doors? A window door leading outside. I went outside and climbed up the stone stairs that were worn and black from corrosion and use. Kept my hands in front of my view as I walked to maintain my consciousness. I am inside a school, being directed to a class for special or gifted kids or something. I had some candy and gave to other little kids and the teacher there. There was a puzzle on each candy piece and we played with that. FA into a DJ, trying to DJ but I didn't like my writing so crossed the words. The ink smeared the pages behind it. Realized that I wasn't awake. I was once again heading outside. I saw the life of a blonde lady who was babysitting some kids. She talked about gender inequality about how men can't be babysitters. She commented about my DJ. Lost lucidity towards the end. May have regained it slightly when she mentioned DJ.
Updated 01-03-2020 at 05:27 AM by 96162
The memes continue! Now with my third best dream. I’m at this futuristic choo choo station and this robot voice is all like WE WILL TAKE OVER—ER I MEAN THE NEXT TRAIN ARRIVES IN. My crush arrives hot and nice but for some stupid reason I choose my friend over her. That's right. I chose my friend. Whatever. Dream self is weird. And now I have to save this dumb penguin from being too hot even though I’m too cold. Okay that’s great. And now I can’t really fly either. Surely it couldn’t get any worse — AAAAAAA NOW YHE SUN IS IN MY EYES, and dammit I have to pee in real life. WHAT IS GOING ON IN THE SKY-- DAMMIT thunder almost struck me! At least no one's here to see me scared -- OH NO MY CRUSH IS HERE, and WHY AM I HEARING A VOICE THAT IS DECLARING MY PRESENCE!!! Thank god it’s over. Worst. Dream. Ever.
Updated 07-07-2020 at 11:15 PM by 92249
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