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Morning of April 21, 2020. Tuesday.

Dream #: 19,482-02. Reading time (optimized): 2 min.



This dream is a typical random summoning type in instinctual mode, not much different as those from early childhood on, though in this one, I atypically abandon the usual vestibular system correlation in the last scene to remain in my dream (though there is no drop anticipation other than a lesser form stemming from my relaxed arm muscles during sleep, when I release the wrenches with liminal somatosensory integration), though, as a result, my dream self’s perceptual mode becomes incorporeal and non-dimensional, resulting in an exponential decrease in vividness, and I meander in slow flight (about four feet above the street) back through the unknown neighborhood, considering if I should reset my dream and start the narrative again or wake. I decide to wake.

The main scene relates to using telekinesis to rapidly summon items into my hand to augment my dream’s imaginary somatosensory dynamics. I do this in an unfamiliar office building with one large room. I mostly summon random items, primarily wrenches of different sizes, an association with adjusting sleep-wake management.

I have an association with gold coins to augment the process. However, as an incidental influence from having seen “Outer Banks” recently, a small gold bar (about the same size as in the Netflix series) quickly jumps into my hand from underneath papers strewn on a desk. I maintain a cheerful disposition. Other people are walking around but I do not interact with them. The sleep-wake manager, as an unknown male, enters my dream’s narrative as a result of a lesser association with the imaginary proprioception of dreaming. (A car is an extension of this, correlating with the imaginary physical body and its dynamics while dreaming.)

I get into a car with him driving and my dream vivifies, with an increase in imaginary proprioception. I sit in the front while others sit in the back. It is assumed to be occurring in America, as the driver’s side is on the left. We travel through an unfamiliar neighborhood and I have no destination in mind (and not much of my waking-life identity is extant). After a time, I instinctually play around with the process. I give the sleep-wake manager the wrenches I had summoned. (I often hold a vertical bar of the bed’s head while sleeping, which increases the somatosensory dynamics of the dream state.) However, they fall through a narrow space between the front seats. I give him my gold bar.

I phase from the car, losing my sense of imaginary proprioception and defined illusory physicality as I remain in my dream in incorporeal non-dimensional flight for a few minutes as described earlier. There are variations of the process. I sometimes phase through the roof of a vehicle, though I phased through the door in this instance. Phasing from the roof to fly is more likely to vivify a dream, though in one recent dream, I stayed on a bus as it dropped a full story to a perpendicular street below, vivifying and sustaining my dream for several minutes.

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Lucidity?
I am in my house. Suddenly, I reality check and (maybe, not sure if this is just dreaming I am lucid) I seemingly get lucid. I reality check, but for some reason, it doesn't work but it seems to help retain lucidity anyway? I then run my hand along a cupboard while walking into the living room because I remember reading that touching things helps ground you in lucidity. Then I lose lucidity and I am standing in front of the terrarium of the roaches I keep as pets, and they are somehow escaping, one after another. I try to tell my mother, but she is somehow drunk or something and I can't really move, so they just keep escaping and I can't do anything about it.

False awakening
I then seemingly wake up, and suddenly I skip to telling my mother that I had a lucid dream.

Weird machine story..?
I am in like a steampunk sort of setting, with a lot of orange lighting, and I have to somehow repair a machine or something, and it involves somebody who is apparently my brother. I am then in my house again, and I need to get somewhere, but there is something chasing me. I reach for the bathroom window and open it and try to use some sort of wand thing to fly out of the window, but I don't fit because the window is suddenly shaped weirdly. I then go into the room right next to the bathroom and fly out of a large window there. I then sort of go to a sort of court-like building but I am not sure. There is also something chasing me there, so I fly up into the air and just float above, looking down.

I think I am outside somewhere with Jake. The area seems to be pretty barren, and there may be only one other person here. Jake is showing me what he does for work. This entails a sheet with a picture on it that is broken up into small rectangles by a grid. I think the picture is some machine with a slide/chute set against an empty landscape like the one we’re on. His job is to categorize each rectangular segment. I see a cheat sheet, I think with the sections filled in green, orange, or red. It seems to be that almost anyone can do this simple processing of information, though I think some of the sections are specialized terms, which worries me, though I know they’ll come to be understood in the course of the job. I think of working outside, envisioning my current wardrobe and what it may lack, and like the thought. I think of how it’s probably the same thing day after day, but push the thought aside.




I am scrambling on a slabby rock face. I intended to come down after a certain height, but it is so easy that I continue. There is a loose feeling flake towards the top; I just try not to pull too hard on it.

I think I am dating someone new and going to her house for the first time. (I’m not sure to what extent I am cognizant of my relationship or dating history in the dream - I think it is close to none). This girl looks similar to Yazmin. She leads me into the house, a fairly middle class one. I meet a succession of her relatives, from parents to grandparents I think. I notice that their English is correct but not very confident, more so down the line. The grandparents are the most Hispanic looking as well; I think they say nothing and only smile. I consider trying Spanish, but do not. This girl now takes me to her room. The room is dim and more like the size of a living room. There are at least three small mattresses or maybe just layers of blankets (for her siblings, I’m sure) in a row, barely a foot apart. She takes me to the last in the line, presumably hers. I don’t say anything, but I’m thinking that this is far from ideal.

I am sitting around a table with Kreg, opposite me, and about eight or so other students. One guy goes first and hardly says anything about his project (I see a fairly simple but not bad looking rectangular model). The group reaction seems very neutral, as there wasn’t much to comment on. I am then volunteered to go next. I tell then I’m doing a beach or riverside area. I say I guess it’s not actually much of a beach, but just a riverside area. I’m imagining a decent sized river slowly flowing through a fairly forested area. I show the group an early model for a chair that is completely geometric, with a large back and a triangular seat. I then show a revised version that is simpler and closer to a traditional chair form. Johnny humorously asks if I actually like the first chair. I say yes and that I like cubism. He chuckles and it looks like he’s going to pull something up on his phone to show me. I now notice a pint sized stein half full of light colored beer on a coaster amidst my stuff. I think others notice it too, and I become embarrassed yet still start drinking out of it after I’m done presenting.

It started off with me in some big mall like place. It was day time and I was walking down a huge plaza room and toward the back somewhere. I end up high and seen a man in the ceiling, working on a broken florescent light panel. He was crouched above it, screwing something in. I was unaware of him being up there even though the dream clearly shows him to me and I flip on the light. It doesn't come on but the man up there starts yelling at me to turn it off, now realizing he was there I quickly flip the switch off before and harm comes to him. He is now pissed and I told him that I didn't even know you were there in the first place.

Someone is behind me, I think my sister was there, not sure who it was since I never actually see them. Anyhow There was a small indoor pond that appeared below us who is way up 40-50 feet up into the rafters and for some God awful reason, I decided to jump down into it. I landed unharmed in the water, almost missing and landing on the rock. I climb back up but my sister needed me to jump back down to get something. I declined her since I was too scared to do it again and now the dream shifted.

I'm now outside in an unknown forested place. there were trees all around, open areas of grass fields and every now and then a house. I'm coming from a house and I'm holding two potatoes. I go to eat one but it slips out of my hand and it fell, hit the side of a car and busted. I was a liquid mess with clumps of what was left of the potato and maggots. I looked at the other potato in my hand, it looked normal but when I threw it on the ground, it too busted into a smelly, liquid clump of maggots. I am glad that I didn't bite into that stuff.

I went into building next to the one I came out of. it was big inside but much smaller the the mall like place. it had low laying ceilings like a skating rink. Someone was behind me and when I looked to see how it was, it chased me. I saw it was Sound wave and I ran to the other side of the room, escaping through a door he was too big to get through.

Jamie dreams

first one seems to be in direct response to a facebook dream i was having the previous week. In this dream Jamie is interacting with me on facebook, although the act is nice, she seems to have some attitude about it. doesn't come across very loving.

Second dream i am with her in high school. But she's too cool for school or even me for that matter. As she is too stuck up to even talk to me. She has a friend nearby who is an admirer and she says something like, "There's the most beautiful girl in the school, and then there's Her." Referring to jamie as if Jamie is above the rest.

Last dream we are in a field with some east indian girl. They find a bathroom or something whoch is their hangout. Jamie asks me to clean the entire bathroom for her. And I'm like, "No."

And quite frankly i'm not logging these dreams every week for her to play in a highschool popularity contest. Still miss my dream hugs.


floating

in this dream i am almost lucid. I'm in a room with a bunch of people and i start floating up and flying around. I start singing wierd al's Eat it, but with the pitch of michael jackson. The people below start staring at me.

Haunted

Me and someone are outside a bunch of abandoned houses looking for a haunted house. Seems to be the district close by that one dream i had with the black castle and the women demons who guarded it.

We go up to a house with a mirror. In the mirror is a scene of people in a house pretending to be ghosts. I remember the face of a girl of the family trying to make funny but spooky faces. I ask them where the haunted house is. They don't know. I ask if this is a haunted mirror. The pull out their own mirror and create a ghost lady that walks into their mirror. I can't tell if they mean a huanted mirror is something you can walk through to the other side in, or if they are inviting me to walk into their mirror?

We walk on and supposedly find the haunted house. We find a crawlspace inside which leads to... A large area something like a sears in a mall or something. There's all these women accompanied by really tall and pale men about 7-8 feet tall. I become semi lucid and begin to fly above them. I circle the area and fly up an escalator which has strange walls on the side. I become lucid for a moment and the dream fades.


FA, I'm in a room with Dara, The tarot card youtuber who deleted all her accounts and videos. I think she's jamie or something. She seems okay with me and i say she was mad but now she's cool. Dara looks at me perplexed and then shrugs whatver. i say it's cool like this to be just chill. she agrees.
work related

I'm at work when everyone becomes frightened. Dylan goes into the walk in freezer and discovers a dead girl's corpse in there. I begin hearing loud alien like Thwoms coming from the freezer. In a panic i go get changed to go home and leave. I'm having heart attack symptoms, it won't stop beating fast and i notice I'm really sweaty as I take off my shirt and look for the other one.

Scary

Im'm in some house and some evil guy that reminds me of thanos is there. Thanos is suddenly michael dorn without his worf makeup but he is still evil. I hide bhind a door and throw knives at him... they don't even hit him hard. He goes to attack me but I wake up.

Unboxing my long-awaited package
I am sitting at my living room table, opening my long-awaited package. I look at my PTFE-sleeves I ordered. I then notice there is something wrong, but I do not remember what. There might also be a moment where I am looking at my order list on my computer.

Mostly just one long dream and a small disjointed fragment from an early awakening.

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Dream Fragment:

Something about a physical vault for porn; it was a gazebo-like building in the middle of a tiny island surrounded by a lot of water, but there were some nearby cliffs. I remember seeing it from there. H was in the dream and I remember feeling aroused from some of the images. I was sorting them, like they were in a computer file system. I wanted to finish what I was doing and spend some time together with H after I was done.

Dream:

Me and H were in the car. We were somewhere in Northern Ireland, we'd gotten there by boat but I don't have a dream memory of the boat trip. We drove through a few small villages. I remember someone telling me or talking about the weather, about how this little village here was always damp, wet, and cold. There were some very curvy roads, surrounded by nice and scenic woodland. Along the way two old men were just waddling about the literal middle of the road and I told H to slow down and be careful, since I was afraid we might hit someone like them. H didn't seem too bothered but slowed a bit.

We went up some hills, eventually we arrived somewhere. We came here for an appointment apparently. Initially in the dream I was confused, because I didn't remember having any appointments coming up soon, but it was for H actually. I remember being at the lobby/desk and "checking in", I was asked for a name and gave mine, and I remember looking away at a clock on a wall and saying it was a 12:30 appointment. The man said something but I don't remember what, but everything was OK anyway.

Then I went into a bathroom. It didn't have lights? But it had some natural light, but it was still dim. I don't remember what I was wearing up to this point, but now I was changing clothes, getting dressed as if going to bed. I had no pants on or anything but my top was the same one I actually slept with. The dark green one, which is long enough that it covered my private areas, so I just walked out of the bathroom not caring too much about it, walking more or less straight ahead, as I could see H sitting on a chair in a room, through a door. Understandably I did get some strange looks and glances from the nurses/staff as I walked towards that room.

I walked into the room and expected the therapist would close the door. She didn't, but then it closed itself, or I did it. The room was small and plain with a typical office-like look, but it only had two walls, the one with the door, and the one behind where me and H were sitting. There was no ceiling and beyond the two missing wall sections was a green area, and some kind of stadium? I remember waiting for the therapist to say something. At this point, I was still in some dream-confusion about whether this appointment was for myself or H. But then H spoke and I encouraged it too, so they'd talk about some anxiety stuff. This part of the dream recall is a bit vague for some reason but some people across the way interrupted the therapist somehow; they shouted, calling for attention or notifying her of something?

She seemed embarrassed and also unsure of herself. I remember she looked a bit like H's sister, but was naturally blonde and had at least twenty or more years on us. A bit out of nowhere, her superior showed up, a tall man in a suit, juxtaposing with her naturally small stature. He put his hand on her shoulder in a comforting way and told her something, but they were too far for me to hear.

At some point through all of that I remember noticing my bare left knee. Before sleeping, the past night, my knee had been having burning sensations and hypersensitivity. When I looked at my knee now in the dream, I could see a circle of strange bumps, with somewhat concentric lines of more bumps on the inside of that circle.

There's a transition of some kind. All of a sudden we're elsewhere, home maybe? I tell H I can't remember how we got here. I tell H that I have no recall of a trip back here and I feel confused, but do not remember to question reality.

The next thing I remember is we're in a mine of some kind. Dark, poorly lit, but the lights are a warm colour. Details are missing. At some point, I see a grenade on the floor, over a grate of some kind. Oddly enough, I'm unafraid of the grate despite realising there's a bottomless pit under it, and I see the grenade still has its safety pin. I grab it and inspect it. I remember H talking to me and me to H as I was doing this. On the grenade, with the bad lighting, I try to read for instructions; although I have a general idea of how it should work, this grenade seemed very small, I could make a fully closed fist around it. The only writing I could see on it was a lot number of some kind. It was difficult to read because of the light and the fact that it was just sort of embossed into the surface, there was no contrasting pigment. It read "l624" or something.

Disappointed by the lack of instructions, I threw it gently over onto a nearby tunnel that was lit by a lamp. I didn't want to hold on to it if I couldn't be sure how it worked. But then I detonated it or something, but while there was a big blast, there wasn't much light or noise. Virtually no damage occurred either.

Then I remember walking up a slope in the mine with H, and as we were about to exit the mine (which in the context of the dream was like our hideout) for some reason, a woman about our age showed up. She just walked in but was not hostile to us. A small-ish bear and a wolf of the same size followed her. She had semi-blonde and very curly hair. We both spoke to her and the animals went into the mine to sleep; H stayed speaking to her and I followed the animals, finding them asleep. I gently woke the wolf up and he growled at me, I was unafraid and let him feel that I was happy he was interacting with me. I let him sniff my hand and then he seemed to like me. Then I got some notifications on some interface overlay that the girl favourited some things I'd posted? It didn't make much sense. But now she like me and H more.

The last bit of the dream is kind of gone from memory now, but it involved some refugees she was helping and that we were then helping too.

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Might edit in some notes later but a bit tired of typing.

Last night I had a dream that my family came to visit me, and we went to the local amusement park. There was a new ride. It was a horse you could ride on that pivoted on a central axis (I think that's the right term). It was not a real horse, I don't think, but rather a lifelike mechanical one. It was curious and friendly, and reminded me of a Pokémon somewhat. There were glowing leaves scattering everywhere, despite it being daytime, and the horse bent down to smell and investigate the leaves while kids rode it. As I recall, we were in line for the duration of the dream, but I got woken up before we got on the ride.

I'm interested in theme park design and have been since I was small and now I want to use this somehow, somewhere. It's one of many dreams about rides that I've had throughout the years, even when I'm not actively thinking about them.

Woke up after ~6 hours of sleep. Started to do some SSILD but fell back asleep after the first cycle. Nevertheless, I went lucid later on.
In the dream I was just trying to take a shower but I was stuck taking off my clothes - they kept reappearing. After a while I realized that I was dreaming and left the bathroom. Immediately I got to a beach which wasn't that surprising as it was where I intended to go. There were some people around, children playing at the edge of the water etc. Without thinking twice I went on towards the sea. I could feel the ground beneath my naked feet, mostly sand mixed with some stones and dry seaweed. Though I could feel the sharp-pointed stones it wasn't uncomfortable to walk on them.
The sea was quite rough but I was still surprised about the waves' power when I got into the water. They kept pushing me back towards the beach or pulling me further away. I recognized that it would be dangerous to go swimming in these circumstances but as I knew it to be a dream I didn't care and swam towards the open sea. I remembered that I was able to dive down and breath underwater. Suddenly a man swimming submerged crossed my way. I wondered what would happen if we crashed into another and kept swimming. Time got a bit strange here and he passed right before me. Before I could do anything else, I woke up.

Dreamt about a person whose name is one used for both guys and girls. I don't know how he was in my hotel room, but he was and we talked as if we'd known eachother for a long time. The hotel had the left window face to the streetfront where there were lots of clocks and weather screens, the right window (same wall) faced over the pool room. Mom and dad's room was next door to mine, so through that window you could also see their balcony. I knew I was dreaming the whole time. The entire dream was very vivid.

Riley! That was the name! Riley looked like that guy from Instagram tiktok. (Just looked it up, Noen Eubanks.) Red hair, tired eyes.

The next day, left hotel and looked around the building. Very big building. Eventually went outside, saw a playground and sat around there. Then to the forward-right, across the road, was a large castle/university like building. Crossed the gardens, went inside and wandered around. Went down hall's like D's school, I somehow knew where the gymnasium would be and turned down some teachers only corridors. I talked to the teachers as I went by, making it sound like I was supposed to be there. Got to gym, and it was the same room as [my church] sanctuary, just with gigantic grey-brown curtains blocking all the walls and 3-40 feet in between wall and curtain. There wasn't a stage. There was a glass plant growing/ plant selling/ concession stand thing in the middle of the room. To the left were some people, around where the lighting balcony is irl. I skirted around the right edge and got to the place where the stage wasn't, instead there were blue closed/collapsed crowd stands. We were there and talking a bit, then another guy who looks a ton like Riley but with blue hair comes up and scolds us, so I follow Riley out the other entrance (the one that leads to the offices irl). We decide to just walk around, and we came across the same playground on the way back. It was (and to the best I could tell, everything else was) in the same place as they had been on our way there. I walked towards the playground while Riley lagged behind. I turn to check how he's doing, and he's a girl with red hair up in a ponytail, tired eyes and shadowy eyeshadow. She told me to do a pose, and I did, and I took her picture too, with a tiny hope it would somehow be on my phone irl. I got the sense that she was much older (like centuries) than she looked.

Later, we got to a bus stop and I was just taking in the scenery, then Riley rode up to me on a bike and said see you tomorrow. I was very sad about this, because I knew I wouldn't, as I was dreaming. I considered just acting like I did belong to their world, but I decided to say it, that I was dreaming and wouldn't see her tomorrow. I was teary, and felt very very sad about it. Riley had an understanding and compassionate look, and a white-haired grandma passerby noted to her something about "I feel so badly for the first lifers, this must be so difficult for them". For the moment she was talking, they were both very old, white haired ladies. I don't know how they kept changing in front of me without my noticing the change, but Riley was back to a red haired girl. She apologetically said she really had to go, and kissed me before biking off. The dream went black, so I got up to write it down. I forgot Riley's name, but remembered it was a unisex name, when I recalled it I kept repeating it over and over in order to remember it. I wrote everything down, including things I forgot and therefore didn't write here. It morphed into a different dream which I don't remember, and then I woke up for real and wrote this down.

Very blurry, short fragment
I know this has something to do with a dragon, possibly.

Boneworks-esque section
I parkour around in some sort of surreal area, but I don't quite know how to put it into words since I don't remember much that you can describe. Then, I am in a sort of sewer gate area, half like the sewers chapter in Half-Life 2 and half of the sewers level in Boneworks. The big sewer pipe grate is half-opened. There was some sort of problem, but in retrospect, it is barely comprehensible and I only really understood in the dream.

there was a large clan of people who were like the people from how to train your dragon, they went and saved some dragon by disguising as dinosaurs. the dragon they saved was huge. kagami taiga had replaced Hiccup in this clan of people. the dragon they had saved decided to let kagami taiga ride him untill he found his original owner. everyone then flew over the fortnite map and i started crying seeing this as i felt emotional and nostalgic.
there was also some crazy gangsta grandmother who was walking around bieng crazy and breaking entrances. i was at my own house in the kitchen and something made me mess up the hair on my leg, leaving me with a bald patch. my mum then told me to go fix up my hair in the shower. i was in the shower naked and i required a razor. so some random guy who was at my house relaised he was ina dream so he walked through th wall of the shed, opened the draw and pull out a razor. i then asked him for it and he gave it.
then i had a dream i was in Pakistan and we visited someones house. there was a guy there, he was Chinese and had huge biceps and forearms. he flexed and i felt them. we then left his house and my brothers spotted a lizard. then there was some worship place similar to hindi style as it was under water. atif bhai and shakeel taya abhu went in it and started praying 3 witr. i was about to go in but i spotted some huge black lizard so i was scared. my mum then told me to shower a 4th time so she was gonna take me back home. i then saw abu rab bhai drenched, walking towards the pool of water, and i saw ekveer already in the pool of water. i told ekveer i want to come in the pool but i cant cos im scared of the lizard in the water. he told me i was bullshitting so he lizard appeared behind him so i told him to turn around. he tuned around, the big black lizard went under water. he turned back to me, the lizard resurfaced . i started screaming because of his bad timing. then he turned around at the right time to see some sort of tiny fish mermaid and he got shook and jumped out the water.

Morning of April 18, 2020. Saturday.

Dream #: 19,479-03. Reading time (optimized): 2 min 15 sec.



My imagined dream self becomes instinctually aware of my dream beginning, including a viable thread of waking-life identity. As a result, the first rendering is a female form close to my left, modeling the sleeping orientation of Zsuzsanna and me, though she remains standing while I remain seated in a cross-legged position. She is a short distance closer to the wayside of an unknown road than I am. It seems to be nighttime. On the other side of the road, off to the right, is an unfamiliar business building. Feelings of cheerfulness and peace remain throughout my dream. (The eventual sleep-wake personification, firstly as an association with imaginary proprioception, is not intrusive other than wanting me to move from the side of the road to return to slow-wave sleep).

Instinctual dynamics of dream state management begin. On my lap is an open sheet music book, though the sheet music displayed is unknown. Upon that is a tablet with another one atop it. The first features equidistant thumbnails from a web site, mostly of random people, and the second displays a blank screen. Atop the tablets is an open A4 spiral notebook with my handwriting describing dream content as well as equations.

The inference is that I am solving equations using the sheet music book (mainly the arrangement of notes) and the web page thumbnails, which supposedly link to the content of previous dreams and six-digit numbers that serve as markers. The first calculation produces an image of the ocean on the previously blank screen, though it is a small strip, oriented lengthways near the top of the screen.

The second calculation results in an additional lengthways photograph of the ocean, and I am fascinated when it matches perfectly with the first when adjacent to the right side of the previous image. Although the image never moves, there is still the fundamental liminal impression that it defines my status of being asleep and the absence of physical demarcation. I start to consider what will happen when the strips fill the entire top of the screen. They will probably continue to a new row. This identification and anticipation results in the summoning of imaginary proprioception and latent physical preparedness (which usually begins around this part of a dream’s timeline, though here, there is no anticipation of vestibular system ambiguity from the lack of discernment of physicality while sleeping).

The sleep-wake personification initiates from my right. An unknown man drives a Ford Model T Convertible into the area on the other side of the road. (Cars, as with all vehicles, typically correlate with the imaginary physicality of the dream state or preparation for wakefulness with emerging physical awareness and mobility potential.) He cheerfully calls out, implying I am blocking his way even though I am not on the road. (This scenario is also co-occurrent with how I am sleeping close to Zsuzsanna, as the other man is a preconscious personification of my potential consciousness and emerging physical awareness. This same causal factor has occurred in many previous dreams.)

I move back a short distance, but the man parks his car near the business building and walks over to my side of the road. He looks at the items in my lap and seems curious about what I am doing.

I absentmindedly state, “I’m doing sequences of fractals.”

“I can’t even do one,” he says happily, emphasizing “one.”

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