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Mom, dad, sister, yush, and myself were at a hotel. it was discounted because of covid. we started exploring outside and there was snow eveywhere. I was scared of getting my shoes wet but my family didn't seem to care. Everyone wandered off and it was just my mom and I. We did not say anything but just smiled at each other. The sun was shinning down on us.

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i was in a nintendo switch zombie game. The only thing the CPUs said was "im dying over here" and they would then chase me around. The only weapons were a gun and plasma grenades. I blew up a bunch of cars with the plasma grenades. there were hoardes of zombies. We were at a run down hospital. On the roof I jumped off the building. On the way down I was laughing thinking, "now I really am dying over here"

Dream 1:
I was a sort of groundskeeper for a Boy Scout camp in the woods. It was the last day, and everyone was ready to go home
after a week of camping. I was replacing some paper towels in a bathroom dispenser (the kind where it has the lever you
pull down to dispense the towels) in one of the bathrooms, when I noticed a noise coming to my left side. A giant python
(dream self knew it was someone's pet) had made its way into the bathroom and was coming right at me. Before I could
react, it bit my left arm and was starting to wrap around it. I managed to get it off before it could wrap too tightly, and
I pulled its head off of my arm with my other hand. So there I was, holding this all-black python by its head, bleeding in the
bathroom.
Somehow I ended up making it home while holding onto the snake. I remember a distinct feeling of soreness in my fingers
from clamping down on it's head to stop it from biting me again. It also made no more attempts to constrict me, as its
body just dragged behind the head wherever I took it. I tried many times to kill the snake. One attempt I made, I tried to
twist its neck and snap its head off. I felt and heard the bones crushing, but it didn't die. I also didn't have a free hand to do it
any meaningful harm. I went downstairs and asked my mother for help. We took it into the backyard and I held it taught
as she sawed off its head with my pocketknife. It was such a relief to finally be able to let go of the snake after holding
so tightly onto it for so long.

Dream 2:
I was in the backyard of a very nice house in some tropical / Hollywood-type neighborhood, on the side of a hill.
Other houses stretched far below to a body of water. The person who's house it was wasn't around, as it seems me and my
girlfriend were house sitting and watching their dogs. There were at least seven different dogs there, one of whom was the
leader of their pack. As me and my girlfriend were sitting in the backyard watching them run around and play, one of the
smaller dogs did something it wasn't supposed to. It knew this because we saw it tuck its tail in and run away from the
others. The leader saw this happen and it could not go unpunished. The smaller dog jumped into the pool in the back-
yard and sank to the bottom in an attempt to hide, but it was no use. The leader dog grabbed a double kayak paddle in
its mouth, swam to the bottom, and began to hit the other dog on the side, while they were both at the bottom of the pool.
After it was done with the punishment, it swam back up to the surface and got out of the pool, while the other dog lay there
motionless. We thought it was dead, until a few bubbles emerged from its mouth and floated to the surface. It was a relief to
know it wasn't dead.

I was in a house in a suburban neighborhood, it was dark, it was nighttime or very early in the morning. Sam was doing something, we were interacting and then the idea was he was going to do something with another person.

My view goes into a lobby and now my entire body surges with energy, I can see this blue light swirl and I'm floating upside down with my arms outstretched spinning in circles, I can feel my whole body filled with energy as I'm rotating and this is when I become semi lucid. My view changes and now I'm aware I'm dreaming and trying to get into a dream but instead all I can see is white fractal patterns against a dark background, I'm sort of swimming through fractals as they go by me, I start to wonder if something scary is going to appear, a slight moment of hesitation presides before this being appears, it looks like a white tiki mask with other shapes and a pointed teeth smile, it lashes at me, there are floating fractals around me, the tiki mask dashes towards me, I realize I'm more in control and throw a giant force of energy at it and punch it back into the patterns of fractals. I end up on a trampoline in the neighborhood backyard, I feel a sense of longing for a girl, a specific girl but someone else appears, I think I'm clever and try to use a lucid dreaming trick of imagining something I want and then spinning around to see it, I spin around to see the girl I want but it's of someone else, I try these several more times but the same girl appears.

I am walking on a path that is about to fork and incline up a hillside. I think Mom or someone else is with me. There are also two middle aged or younger women that have been walking fairly close to us. They start talking with us, asking if we think they can manage the uphill. They seem kind of sketchy to me, so I try to get them to take the path in the other direction. They end up choosing to do so, and I think it is so they don’t have to keep walking awkwardly close to us. On the uphill now, the path is narrow and sandy. I see the women walking off in the other direction and one is pulling a cart behind her, so I guess it’s good they didn’t come this way anyway.




I am outside somewhere with Melissa, and we’re walking up to some pizza place. The storefront has some windows - I see no door - and a stainless steel counter top. There are a few picnic style tables crowded together in the front, currently all full (I think with only men). The owner? is sitting among everyone, facing us, and I hear him call out for someone’s order. He has an air of being among everything in a perfectly friendly way while also being on top of all the operations. He seems shorter and rotund, shaven and with short but thick brown hair, and genial. He takes a pizza on a white paper plate and tosses it to someone like a frisbee. It nears the ground and then slows impossibly until the guy grabs it. We’re now sitting across from this guy at a high table. He is eating from a plate of something. There are a few, three?, beers brewed/served here, and I contemplate getting one. I think they’re all IPAs, which I’m not too thrilled about. The guy refers to one as ‘thickest/dankest’? and I decide that it does sound good. I offer to get him one, and he says something about not needing another, but says yes anyway. I can tell by his grin and behaviors that he is feeling it.

I am outside of some house, I think with Makayla. This house seems somewhat large and removed from everything else. We’re on the bank of a small, slow flowing river that reflects the sky and surrounding foliage. We notice what looks like the top of the head of a crocodile slowly drifting from one side to the other. I think Makayla wants to call someone about it. Now, we see that it is just the head, like it’s a fossil or something. I look at the reflections and think about coming out here to swim during sunrise. I go inside now - I think I’m staying here for some period of time. I go into a bathroom that seems to be one of the first rooms in here. I sit on the toilet - the only thing in here - and notice that the room is bigger than most bedrooms. The floor seems to be a light blue linoleum, and it stretches horizontally in relation to the toilet. There are three doors, to my left and right and behind me; all are open. I notice Melissa through the left one. She is sitting and slowly drops her bra strap to show me her boob. She then crawls over, naked, and I think tells me sexual things. I am naked too.

I had a class at either 9:30 or 9:45 am, so I rushed out of the house. I was late and didn't make it until 10:30,
so I decided to skip for the day and head home. When I got back my Mom was sitting on the porch because she
got locked out of the house.

16ОС (12 ноября 2011)
Поездка в Новосиб.

Я ехал в отпуск на поезде. Вышел на вокзале в Новосибе. С реальным Новосибирском ничего общего не было. Это было похоже на автовокзал в каком-то городе. Слева стоял вокзал. Справа куча автобусов, дорога, и чуть дальше видны трамваи. Я осознался, так как понял, что куда-то исчезла ж/д. Вокруг ходило много спрайтов. Я решил попробовать втянуть их в себя. Выставил ладонь в направление спрайта девушки. Она выглядела, примерна так: Каштановые волосы, большой рюкзак на спине. Процесс втягивания несколько трудно описать: искажение её и как поток чего-то цветом одежды портфеля и волос бывшее этим спрайтом втягивается мне в ладонь. Главное что я ничего не почувствовал, никого ни прилива, ни отлива энергии. Затянул так ещё несколько спрайтов. В некотором случае я даже не видел, как они втягивались мне в ладонь - просто растворялись в воздухе. Мне это надоело, и я пошёл дальше. Обогнул автобус и вспомнил свой план: Посмотреть назад, так как частенько возникает во снах ощущения, что позади меня ничего нет, и спросить у какого-нибудь спрайта, знает ли он «Кнопку». Так как спрайтов вокруг было много, решил начать с этого. Подхожу к одному мужику в брюках, белой рубашке и очках. Спрашиваю его: Эй, ты «Кнопку» знаешь. Он как шел, так и идёт нуль реакции на меня. Прошёл так спокойно мимо меня, я попытался схватить его за спину и развернуть, но он скрылся в автобусе. Ладно, думаю, другого найду, поразговорчивее. Пошёл чуть дальше, вижу спрайта, догнал его, но тот тут, же садится в автобус. Я заскочил за ним.
В автобусе было много народу, то, что мне и надо. Подхожу к одному парню и спрашиваю, знает ли он «Кнопку». Тот сделал недоумевающее лицо, мол, о чём вообще речь. Тогда я подхожу к другому, как я посчитал к кондуктору. Так как у него через плечо висела сумка. Сам он был почти лысый, только по бокам и на затылке волосы росли. На вид на 2-3 года старше меня.
-Привет кондуктор тебя как зовут?

Он протягивает мне руку и говорит моё имя задам наперёд.
- Ты Кнопку знаешь?
- Нет, не знаю.

Спрашиваю на весь автобус.
- Кто-нибудь Кнопку знает?

Все начинают, переглядываются между собой с таким же выражением лица, мол, о ком вообще речь идёт мы без понятия. И тут, откуда не возьмись в автобусе появляется спрайт девушки, которую я не знаю, но видел в университете.
- Я знаю Кнопку.
- Стоп. Тебя как зовут?
- Валя.
Когда проснулся, вспомнил, что слышал в университете, как её называют по имени, имя совпало, во сне я этого не помнил.

- Что ты можешь сказать о «Кнопке».
- «Кнопка» очень плохой человек. Ты не представляешь, что он может сделать.

Услышав то, что мне надо, я отвлёкся и повернулся к двери. Автобус уже ехал.
Когда я повернулся назад, Валя уже пропала. Зато увидел симпатичную девушку в белой куртке, блондинку. Она стояла рядом с парнем, у которого я первым спросил про «Кнопку». Я снова стал смотреть в сторону двери. Сон не заканчивался. Подумал, что бы ещё хотел поделать. Вспомнил, что хотел посмотреть назад. Оглянулся. Девушка с парнем уже стояли практически позади меня. Снова посмотрел на дверь. Опять оглянулся. Ещё раз отметил про себя какая девушка симпатичная. Захотелось её поцеловать, но испугался, что потеряю осознанность. Тут автобус стал, останавливается и к нему стали подходить бабушки. Но когда они подошли, дверь у них перед носом захлопнулось. Тогда я решил помочь бабушкам и телекинезом открыл дверь. После того как бабушки зашли автобус снова поехал. Тут я стал наблюдать как бы не из сновиденного тела, а немного со стороны. Парень, который стоял позади меня толкает девушку, она в свою очередь толкает меня. Парень же протискивается ко мне и засовывает мне в рот, какую то таблетку. Я думаю, что он понял, что я сновидящий, когда я телекинезом открыл дверь, и решил мне дать таблетку против осознанности. В этот момент автобус едет в противоположную сторону, и я уже считаю, что не в Новосибе, а в моем городе.
Все люди кроме меня и ещё одного идут в сторону кабины. Я смотрю на того спрайта который не пошел, понимаю что он полоумный, так как он сидит не шевелится и у него клоунская улыбка до ушей. Я решил, что таким же быть не хочу. Думаю, нет! Так дело не пойдёт! Осознанности лишать меня вздумали, я вам устрою, сейчас всех вас впитаю. Развернулся и пошёл в их сторону. Спрайты переполошились, они не ожидали, что я снова осознаюсь. Про себя я думаю, что не сумел, бы так сделать, если бы до этого пару спрайтов не впитал. Я стал направлять руки в их сторону и как бы собирал их в кучу возле водительской кабины. Одна девушка выкрикнула: "Почему вы (сновидящие) нас только за еду считаете?!". Я на неё не обратил внимание, и продолжил сгонять их в кучу. Только решил их впитать, как они растворились в воздухе. Сбежали, думаю. Так, а водитель, наверное, тоже сбежал. Подхожу так и есть. Вижу руль, водителя нет. Пришлось самому садится. Хотя и в реале я ездить не умею. Во сне пару раз приходилось.

Автобус трансформировался в машину, и я поехал. В одном месте с второстепенной дороги выехала машина. Я чуть в неё не врезался. Далее я не сумел заехать в нужный поворот. Он вёл на ГЭС, которая странно выглядела, была как бы закрытого типа с пропускной системой для автомобилей. Я же заехал, на какой-то мост попытался развернуться, и машина вылетела с моста. Как я уже писал до этого, всё это я уже наблюдал как бы со стороны. Так как у меня не было сновиденного тела, я подумал, что сейчас проснусь. Но тут картинка моих рук наложилась на Сновиденное пространство. Я как будто был великаном, и мои руки упирались в горы находящиеся вдали. Я пошевелил ими. И тут же попробовал пальцами подавить спрайтов идущих на ГЭС. Но пальцы прошли сквозь них. Тогда я решил дотронуться до моста, с которого слетела машина. Получилось. Приподнял его, поставил на место. Потом схватился за опорную колонну, потянулся и бац, я в сновиденном теле стою на каких-то ступеньках под этим мостом. За ступенями ничего нет - одна темнота. Тут слышу, меня кто-то зовёт. Смотрю это один мой знакомый. Он висит возле потолка под этим мостом и никак не может попасть на ступеньки. Тогда я беру его за руку, чтобы вытянуть. Рука тёплая. Он мне говорит, чтобы я тянул осторожнее, иначе он свалится ни во что. Я тяну его, но когда уже он должен был встать на ступеньки, он растворяется в этой темноте. Я стал подниматься по этим ступенькам на второй этаж. Мне казалось, что эта темнота разумная, и сейчас она впитала в себя сознание моего знакомого. Поднявшись на второй этаж, я увидел тёмный, красный, страшный коридор, на потолку которого висели металлические крючья. Я уже хотел пойти назад, но там была эта темнота. Тогда я стал говорить про себя, что меня окружает силовое поле и вошёл в этот коридор. Крючья куда-то отступили. Я шёл по коридору, стены которого были красные. Я старался не глядеть по сторонам. Было страшно. И я всё повторял про себя, что меня окружает силовое поле. Хотя поля я так и не видел. На секунду я подумал, что его и вовсе нет, раз я его и не вижу. Тут же заново на меня стали надвигаться крючья. Тогда я повторил заново, что оно есть. И даже стал различать еле заметную силовую оболочку вокруг меня. Перед выходом из коридора увидел слева дверь. Там женщина, лица я не видел, мыла полы. Я старался не смотреть в её сторону и шел, глядя вперёд. Вышел в другой коридор, и увидел солнечный свет. Он шёл из окна, которое было на лестничной площадке, примыкающей ко второму коридору.
Я побежал туда. Прошёл сквозь стекло. И оказался на крыше в своем районе. На крыше лежал снег. Взглянув на стекло, увидел, что оно тёмное и непонятно как сквозь него вообще свет может проникнуть. Я спрыгнул с крыши. Увидел ещё трёх знакомых: двух девушек и одного парня. Не знаю почему, но я стал убегать от них. А они шли, разговаривали между собой и догоняли. Тогда я решил взлететь методом плавания, но не вышло. Тут же пришло объяснение, что здесь среда другая в ней не "поплаваешь". Тогда я подпрыгнул, чтобы взлететь. Поднялся примерно на высоту 2-3 метра и медленно стал опускаться вниз. Проснулся.

Выводы:
1. Втягивал спрайтов в ладонь
2. Использовал телекинез.
3. Персонажи давали мне какие-то таблетки.
4. Спрайты исчезали на глазах.
5. Автобус превращался в машину.
6. Попал в позицию наблюдателя.
7. Стал великаном.
8. Мои руки прошли сквозь спрайтов, но зацепились за мост.
9. Тьма двигалась и казалась живой.
10. Попал в кошмарный коридор с крюками.
11. Сумел создать силовое поле вокруг себя.
12. Не получалось взлететь
13. Пожалуй, самый длинный ОС с разными местами.
Примерное время нахождения в ОСе - 22 минуты


16 LD (November 12, 2011)
A trip to Novosib.

I went on vacation by train. Came out at the station in Novosib. There was nothing in common with real Novosibirsk. It was like a bus station in some city. On the left was the train station. On the right are a bunch of buses, a road, and trams are visible a little further. I confessed, because I realized that the railway had disappeared somewhere.
There were a lot of sprites around. I decided to try to pull them into myself. I put my palm in the direction of the girl’s sprite. She looked something like this: Brown hair, a large backpack on her back. The retraction process is somewhat difficult to describe: its distortion and how the flow of something with the color of the briefcase and hair clothes that was this sprite is pulled into my palm. The main thing is that I did not feel anything, no tide, no tide of energy. Tightened a few more sprites. In some cases, I did not even see how they were pulled into my palm - they simply dissolved in the air. I'm tired of it, and I went further.
I went around the bus and remembered my plan: to look back, because often there is a feeling in my dreams that there is nothing behind me, and ask some sprite if he knows the "Button". Since there were many sprites around, I decided to start with this. I go to a man in trousers, a white shirt and glasses. I ask him: Hey, do you know the “Button”? He walked, and there is a zero reaction to me. He walked so calmly past me, I tried to grab him by the back and turn him around, but he disappeared into the bus. Okay, I think I’ll find another, more talkative. I went a little further, I see the sprite, caught up with him, but he immediately gets on the bus. I jumped after him.

The bus had a lot of people, what I needed. I go to a guy and ask if he knows the “Button”. He made a perplexed face, they say, about which we all talk. Then I go to another, as I counted to the conductor. Since he had a bag hanging over his shoulder. He himself was almost bald, only on the sides and at the nape of his hair grew. It looks 2-3 years older than me.

-Hi conductor, what's your name?
He reaches out and says my name I'll ask you in advance.
“Do you know the Button?”
- No, I do not know.

I ask for the whole bus.
- Does anyone know the Button?

Everyone starts, exchanges glances with each other with the same facial expression, they say, about whom in general we are talking about without a clue. And then, from nowhere in the bus appears a sprite of a girl whom I do not know, but saw at the university.
- I know the Button.
- Stop. What is your name?
- Valya.
When I woke up, I remembered that I had heard at the university, as it is called by its name, the name coincided, in a dream I did not remember this.

“What can you say about the Button.”
“The Button is a very bad person. You have no idea what he can do.

Hearing what I need, I digress and turned to the door. The bus was already driving.

When I turned back, Valya was already gone. But then I saw a pretty girl in a white jacket, a blonde. She stood next to the guy I first asked about the Button. I began to look towards the door again. The dream did not end. I thought what else I would like to do. I remembered that I wanted to look back. I looked around. The girl and the guy were already standing almost behind me. Again I looked at the door. I looked around again. Once again noted to himself what a pretty girl. I wanted to kiss her, but was afraid that I would lose consciousness.

Then the bus began to stop, and old womans began to approach it. But as they approached, the door slammed shut before their nose. Then I decided to help old womans and telekinesis opened the door. After old woman got on the bus, we drove off again.

Then I began to observe, as it were, not from a dreaming body, but a little from the side. The guy who stood behind me pushes the girl, she in turn pushes me. The guy squeezes to me and stuffs a pill into my mouth. I think he realized that I was a dreamer when I opened the door with telekinesis and decided to give me a pill against awareness. At this moment, the bus travels in the opposite direction, and I already think that it’s not in Novosib, but in my city.

All people except me and one more go towards the cabin. I look at the sprite that did not go, I understand that he is crazy, since he sits not moving and he has a clownish smile from ear to ear. I decided that I did not want to be the same. I think no! So it won’t work! Awareness to deprive me of the thought, I will arrange for you, now I’ll absorb all of you. Turned around and went in their direction. The sprites were alarmed, they did not expect me to become aware again. To myself, I think that I could not do it if I hadn’t absorbed a couple of sprites before. I began to direct my hands in their direction and, as it were, gathered them in a pile near the driver's cabin. One girl cried out: "Why do you (dreamers) consider us only for food ?!" I did not pay attention to her, and continued to drive them into a heap. Just decided to absorb them, as they disappeared into the air. Run away, I think. So, and the driver probably also ran away. I come up and have it. I see the steering wheel, there is no driver. I had to sit down myself. Although in real life I do not know how to ride. In a dream a couple of times.


The bus transformed into a car, and I drove off. In one place, a car drove off a secondary road. I almost ran into her. Further, I did not manage to call in the necessary turn. It led to the hydroelectric station, which looked strange, it was like a closed type with a passage system for cars.
I stopped by, tried to turn on some bridge, and the car flew out of the bridge. As I already wrote before, all this I already watched as if from the outside. Since I did not have a dreaming body, I thought that I would wake up now. But then the picture of my hands overlapped the Dreaming space. It was like I was a giant, and my hands rested on the mountains that are far away. I moved them. And then I tried to suppress the sprites going to the hydroelectric station with my fingers. But fingers passed through them. Then I decided to touch the bridge from which the car flew off. Happened. I lifted it, put it in place. Then I grabbed the support column, stretched and bam, I am in a dreaming body, standing on some steps under this bridge.


There is nothing beyond the steps - only darkness. Then I hear someone calling me. I’m watching this one of my acquaintances. It hangs near the ceiling under this bridge and cannot get on the steps. Then I take his hand to stretch it. The hand is warm. He tells me to pull more carefully, otherwise he will fall into nothing. I pull it, but when it was about to step on the stairs, it dissolves in this darkness. I began to climb these stairs to the second floor. It seemed to me that this darkness was reasonable, and now it has absorbed the consciousness of my acquaintances.


Climbing to the second floor, I saw a dark, red, scary corridor with metal hooks hanging on the ceiling. I already wanted to go back, but there was this darkness. Then I began to say to myself that I was surrounded by a force field and entered this corridor. The hooks retreated somewhere. I walked along a corridor whose walls were red. I tried not to look around. It was scary. And I kept repeating to myself that I was surrounded by a force field. Although I have not seen the field. For a second, I thought that he was not there at all, since I did not see him. Immediately, hooks began to approach me again. Then I repeated again that it is. And he even began to distinguish between a barely noticeable power shell around me. Before leaving the corridor I saw a door on the left. There is a woman, I didn’t see a face, soap the floors. I tried not to look in her direction and walked, looking forward. I went out into another corridor and saw sunlight. It walked out of the window, which was on the landing, adjacent to the second corridor.

I ran there. Passed through the glass. And he was on the roof in his area. There was snow on the roof. Looking at the glass, I saw that it was dark and it was unclear how light could penetrate through it at all. I jumped from the roof. I saw three more acquaintances: two girls and one guy. I don’t know why, but I began to run away from them. And they walked, talked among themselves and caught up. Then I decided to take off by swimming, but it did not work out. Immediately, an explanation came that here the environment is different in it you can’t "swim". Then I jumped to take off. It rose approximately to a height of 2-3 meters and slowly began to sink down. Awoke.

Findings:
1. I sucked sprites into my palm.
2. Used telekinesis.
3. The characters gave me some pills.
4. Sprites disappeared before my eyes.
5. The bus turned into a car.
6. Hit the observer position.
7. I became a giant.
8. My hands went through the sprites, but caught on the bridge.
9. The darkness moved and seemed alive.
10. Got into a nightmare corridor with hooks.
11. Managed to create a force field around him.
12. Failed to take off
13. Perhaps the longest LD with different places.
Approximate time spent in the LD - 22 minutes

Dream 1:
I was on a month-long road trip with my brother, around the U.S. Every night, we would stop in a different town and get dinner. In one town, there was a giant party going on, and I saw some guy dancing on the outside edge of a banister on the second story of a strip club before he promptly fell off. Clearly he was drunk, because despite falling 15 feet to the ground, he got right back up and continued dancing.
A few nights later, we met up with our parents who were also on a trip. My Mom had decided to invite my ex-girlfriend to go with them. Very awkward, considering I had invited my girlfriend to meet me there. I forgot exactly what had happened, but I don't think there was a giant confrontation.
After me and my brother got home, I made a remark about "surviving for an entire month in the wilderness" and he said, "Yeah, except I bought us dinner almost every night."

Dream 2 - fragment:
In my backyard at my house, we have a new pool. It's huge, and takes up basically the entire yard. There's a hot tub too, however it's half of the total pool area, so it's extremely big for a hot tub.

No techniques used. Woke up one hour before having to get up but went straight back to sleeping (with the slightest thought of LDing). I was dreaming a lot and quite intensely the whole morning.

When I was just following a person into a dark tunnel, I suddenly thought: "When I know this is a dream, I can as well go lucid" (great logic, I know) - and well, I did. I opened a heavy steel door and crawled on my hands and knees into the tunnel. It was pitch black in there and (not surprisingly) I 'woke up'. After confirming the false awakening I crossed my bedroom to leave through the window. I jumped outside but awoke once again in my bed. This time I wasn't sure of being still in a dream but I went to the window again and put my head against it. It dissolved right in front of me, so I could get outside through what felt like viscous air.

Almost automatically I started floating some feet above the ground. I thought of flying high into the sky but decided to first look around. All around me there were fields of strange crops. This made me think of the TotM (Eat an alien mushroom...) and I looked in more detail. On the right there were large bundles of green plants; on the left glass covers with small light and dark brown pebbles(?) stacked beneath them. Everthing was nicely arranged with hedges etc. I moved on, looking for something mushroom-like. I came to a large shelf with precious looking objects in it. Being sure to find what I'm searching for in there, I soon spotted something looking like a small alien's head. Almost laughing I realized that my subconscious obviously interpreted the word 'alien' a bit too literally in the meaning it is used in my native language - for extraterrestial creatures. I took the 'alien mushroom', broke off small pieces and tasted them: They weren't delicious, rather stodgy and dry. Then, I paused a moment to see if something weird would happen: Nothing extreme so far, but everthing was vibrating slightly. I proceeded to eat some more but unfortunately my alarm clock went off and I lost the dream.

Morning of June 9, 2020. Tuesday.

Dream #: 19,531-02. Reading time (optimized) 3 min.



My dream begins with indoor-outdoor ambiguity. Although I am in an unidentifiable rural park in Wisconsin before dawn, I am first near a wall that holds the essence of a room when my dream self becomes aware. I am listening to a vinyl LP with my thoughts being that I can change the wording of the spoken audio, which seems to be a business missive. It is as if I am editing and clarifying the implied text with my mind even though it is on a 33 1/3rd rpm record. At one point, I see the individual words on small movable virtual cutouts that I can rearrange on the record’s surface.

I go to a small teardrop camper caravan a short distance away. (It is similar to the image, but its door faces the trailer hitch, and there are two sliding windows on each side.) I want to lie down inside it to rest, but I have to move several clusters of full beer cans that are on plastic yokes. (I have hardly ever drunk beer in my lifetime.) I eventually clear an area through the middle where my body fits, my head at the back. I open a sliding window a short distance, pulling it to the left, above my left, and appreciate the coolness of the fresh air flowing through the screen.

Eventually, the little caravan starts moving. It is daylight now. Looking through the doorway, I see my brother-in-law Bob and my sister Marilyn in the front seat of a car that is pulling the trailer. (They are both deceased, but my dream self does not remember that.) Marilyn looks at Bob (who is driving), telling him that he forgot to unhitch the trailer, and she acknowledges me by looking back. Even so, he continues to drive to the Loomis Street house. I vividly feel the movement, especially as the car goes up a ramp to an overpass. When he drives near three semi-trailer trucks (on the right) that are emitting black smoke, I unhitch the trailer with bodily movement and mentally “drive” it down a different street, now while sitting up in its center. I consider this is legal, as there is a license plate at the back. Even though the caravan only has one pair of wheels, I successfully “drive” it to the Enchanted Forest (a fictitious recurring location in my dreams since childhood, though always different).

I follow a boy down a hallway that opens into one section of the forest that is now part of a resort. There is an enclosed area with small monkeys and an eohippus (miniature prehistoric horse) here and there. One eohippus is lying on its left side (as I am in reality). I wonder if it is alive. The monkeys are only about eight inches tall. I pet a few of them.

I instinctually vivify and sustain my dream by walking on the fence of the enclosure (a dream enhancement routine since childhood), increasing vestibular-cerebral perceptual integration. I look down to my left at a car with its doors open, wondering if the people think I am intruding upon their privacy. After I practice balancing for a few minutes, I jump back down into the animal enclosure.

I discuss the Enchanted Forest with Locke, Sawyer, and Jack from the “Lost” television series. I describe a false memory regarding Jack driving me through an area of the region, which took a couple of days, being that it was of a different dimension that the rest of the resort. I tell them that one section is infinite.

I call them over to look at a beautiful lake after going into “another world” through a door. We gaze at the extraordinary beauty. Several tourists are around, also appreciating the sight. I see a few small fish below the surface of the water and try to perceive more. The vividness and detail are unfathomable.

After several minutes of appreciation, my dream begins to transition again to an instinctual awareness of my body being horizontal in bed, as well as a need to initiate waking (for me to get up and use the bathroom). As a result, I try to open a couple of bathroom doors, but Locke yells about needing to elude someone. It is Rowena King from “Emergence.” We all rapidly crawl on our bellies as does she, though she remains about ten feet behind us. We all crawl quickly on white sand underneath the underside of an unfinished building’s floor as I wake.

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15 ОС. Неразбериха с полётами. (10 ноября 2011)

Я нахожусь на одном дворе, который есть в реале. Вижу девятиэтажку. Думаю, я сплю - надо взлететь. Взлетаю, и меня тут же выкидывает. Теперь я высоко парю в воздухе. По бокам от меня и за мной ничего нет. Впереди вижу бульвар, дома и в центре одно здание. На улице ночь. В окне этого здания на первом этаже горит свет. Я хочу подлететь к этому зданию, но какая-то невидимая стена меня не пускает. Опять выкидывает. Я снова в этом дворе стою на земле. На улице утро. Взлетаю. Девятиэтажка превращается в многоэтажку, рядом возникает ещё несколько многоэтажек. Лечу в их сторону. Опять выкидывает. Я нахожусь на лестничной площадке в одной из этих многоэтажек. Чуть ниже стоят две женщины. Я разбегаюсь, пробегаю сквозь стекло и медленно падаю вниз. Уже день. Пытаюсь взлететь - не выходит. Машу руками - бесполезно. Тогда решил грести, словно плыву. Получилось, поднялся почти до крыши здания. И тут меня снесло "течением". Смотрю, внизу уже море виднеется. Круто плыл, плыл - вот к морю и приплыл. Вижу небольшой остров на море. Долетаю до него и просыпаюсь.

Выводы:

1. Столкнулся с невидимым барьером.
2. Перекидывало в другое место. При этом сначала становилось темно.
3. Искривление пространства. На глазах появлялись многоэтажки. И как прикажите это картографировать?!
4. Чаще всего море находится с другой стороны на западе, а здесь оказалось на востоке.


15 LD. The mess with flying. (November 10, 2011)

I am in the same yard, which is in real life. I see a nine-story building. I think I'm sleeping - you have to take off. I take off and throws me right there.

Now I'm flying high in the air. There is nothing on my sides and behind me. Ahead I see the boulevard, at home and in the center of one building. It's night on the street. There is a light in the window of this building on the ground floor. I want to fly up to this building, but some invisible wall does not let me in. Throws it out again.

I am again standing on the ground in this courtyard. It's morning on the street. Take off The nine-story building turns into a high-rise building; several more high-rise buildings appear nearby. I'm flying in their direction. Throws it out again.

I am on the landing in one of these high-rise buildings. Two women are a little lower. I run up, run through the glass and slowly fall down. It's already a day. Trying to take off - it doesn’t work out. Waving my hands is useless. Then I decided to row, as if swimming. It turned out, almost rose to the roof of the building. And then I was carried away by the "current". I look, the sea is already visible below. Cool swam, swam - that's to the sea and sailed. I see a small island on the sea. I fly to him and wake up.


Findings:

1. Faced an invisible barrier.
2. Threw to another place. In this case, at first it became dark.
3. The curvature of space. High-rise buildings appeared before our eyes. And how do you order it to map ?!
4. Most often, the sea is on the other side in the west, but here it turned out in the east.

I'm walking with my sister but it's just sand. I rip up money for seemingly no good reason.

(this dream is extremely difficult to turn into a meme, as the guitar playing is hard to phrase in a bad way)

Remember last week when i was ranting about how unhappy i was that i had a 13 reasons why dream? Well, season 4 just dropped on netflix and I had no idea. Precog? I of course binged watched it inone night on my days off. I made sure to have a coffee from mcdonald's in my hand. and i toasted andtook a sip everytime Jessica was on screen. haha.


Jamie dreams.

I had a dream of maybe kissing her? I don't know it was really fleeting.

Another dream we were in my house but we came from a crawl space in the ceiling and fell into a ball pit. Like we were kids having fun.

Last dream was I was standing by my old street where i live when i knew Jamie. But where the library should be was a highschool where jamie was attendting... I was waiting for her at the end of the street. That's all of that one.

Hypnagogic Images

A flash of Captain Picard in a black space giving me the middle finger? I wonder why. Also it's very odd that i considered him a mv role model while growing up and i recently noticed his character has the exact same initials of Jamie... if anyone wants to know a little bit of where i get my sense of right and wrong from. It was from watching him growing up on TNG.lol.

Flash of asuka feeding me some strange dream japanese food. I was wondering if she's still around...

14 ОС (9 Ноября 2011) и ЛП
Спрайт "Кнопка"

Осознался у себя дома. Подошел к двери, решил позвать одногруппника. За дверью в подъезде его не оказалось. Тогда решил выйти на улицу. Взял сотовый телефон и положил в левый карман джинс. Когда вышел в подъезд, была мысль, что не закрыл дверь, потом её откинул - всё равно во сне. Спустился вниз нормально, хотя обычно у меня проблемы с этажами возникают - могу два или три раза спускаться на второй этаж. Перед тем как выйти на улицу, посмотрел на свою одежду: синея футболка, шорты и кроссовки. Странно, думаю, наверху в джинсах был. Вышел из подъезда, вспомнил план полетать, но увидел спрайт ребёнка. Мальчишка на вид лет 8 стоял во дворе загнувшись. Я подошёл к нему спросил кто он, что здесь делает. Он ничего не ответил. Стал его тормошить, почувствовал небольшое покалывание. Он превратился во взрослого, но всё стоял так же загнувшись. Голова неестественно вывернута и смотрит на меня. Мне стало жутко, и я оттолкнул его. Увидел пожилого мужчину, идущего в мою сторону. Когда он поравнялся, я спросил его имя. Так бы он мимо прошёл. Он немного подумал, потом ответил - Кнопка. Я его спрашиваю. Ты можешь меня отвести к одногруппнику. Тот отвечает: - Да, только это, ты должен меня за руку взять. А рука у него до этого не сгибалась. Я говорю хорошо и беру его за руку. Мы проходим весь двор. И тут я чувствую, что его рука нагрелась. "Ничего у тебя рука горячая", - говорю я. Он ничего не отвечает. Мы заходим в магазин на углу моего дома. Там стоит пара спрайтов и продавщица. "Кнопка" говорит мне, чтобы я повернулся в сторону окна и наклонился. Я так делаю, и бац - перед глазами всё темнеет.
Следующий кадр я без тела наблюдаю всё это со стороны из положения в воздухе около потолка. Моё же сновиденное тело зависло в наклонном состоянии. "Кнопка" подходит к нему и хочет положить руки на затылок. Я своим сновиденным телом ложу свою руку на затылок. Он говорит: "не мешай". Я убираю руку. Он ложит свои руки крест на крест. И зовёт спрайта Колю, чтобы тот подошёл и вселился в моё тело. Коля подходит и растворяется в моём теле. Я думаю: "Нет, так дело не пойдёт, чтобы какой-то Коля моим сновиденным телом управлял - этому не бывать! Надо сматываться осюдова!" Я заставляю своё сновиденное тело убежать. Вслед чё-то орёт продавщица. Мне приходит в голову мысль, что она не довольна, так как на одного покупателя у ней меньше стало, а я мясо не ем (наяву я мясо ем). Я вылетаю вслед за своим телом из магазина, и думаю (уже телом): «Чтобы я хоть раз во сне Кнопку позвал. Пошёл он к чёрту». Лучше бы, когда я из подъезда вышел, полетал, а не к спрайтам подходил.

ЛП. Якобы просыпаюсь на своей кровати. Тут же думаю надо написать этот сон. На подушке стоит компьютер. В экране светится форум. Но я беру какие-то оторванные два листочка треугольной формы и пишу печатными буквами Кнопка Коля. Потом думаю: "Нет, у меня таких листочков быть не может, значит, я не проснулся" Просыпаюсь наяву.

Выводы:
1. У персонажа было странное имя Кнопка.
2. Персонажи были дефектные, больные. У одного рука была загнутая, другой полностью стоял загнувшись.
3. Персонаж превратился из ребёнка во взрослого.
4. У персонажа нагрелась в рука.
5. Я попал в позицию наблюдателя. Из которой со стороны мог управлять своим телом.
6. В меня как бы вселялся персонаж.



14 LD (November 9, 2011) and FW
Sprite "Button".

Confessed at home. I went to the door, decided to call a classmate. He was not at the door to the entrance. Then I decided to go outside. I took a cell phone and put jeans in my left pocket. When I went out into the staircase, there was a thought that I hadn’t closed the door, then I threw it back - all the same in a dream. I went downstairs normally, although usually I have problems with floors - I can go down to the second floor two or three times. Before I went out, I looked at my clothes: a blue t-shirt, shorts and sneakers. Strange, I think, was upstairs in jeans.

I went out of the staircase, remembered the plan to fly, but saw the sprite of the child. A boy of about 8 years old was bent over in the yard. I went up to him and asked who he was, what he was doing here. He did not answer. I began to slow him down, I felt a slight tingling sensation. He turned into an adult, but he was still bent. The head is unnaturally turned out and looks at me. I felt terrible, and I pushed him away.

I saw an old man walking in my direction. When he caught up, I asked his name. So he would pass by. He thought for a moment, then answered - Button. I ask him. You can take me to a classmate. He replies: - Yes, only that, you should take my hand. And his hand had not been bent before. I speak well and take his hand. We go through the whole yard. And then I feel that his hand has warmed up. “Nothing in your hand is hot,” I say. He doesn't answer anything.

We go to the store on the corner of my house. There are a couple of sprites and a saleswoman. The “button” tells me to turn toward the window and lean. I do this, and bang - everything is getting dark before my eyes.

The next frame, without body, I observe all this from the side from a position in the air near the ceiling. My dreaming body hung in an inclined state. A “button” comes up to him and wants to put his hands on the back of his head. I lay my hand on the back of my head with my dreaming body. He says: "do not interfere." I take my hand away. He lays his hands cross on the cross. And he calls the sprite Kolya to come up and inhabit my body. Kolya comes up and dissolves in my body. I think: “No, that’s not the way it would be for some Kolya to control my dreaming body - this will not happen! We must wander around!” I make my dream body run away. After something the saleswoman yells. It occurs to me that she’s not happy, because she has less per customer, and I don’t eat meat (in reality I eat meat). I fly out after the body from the store, and I think (already with the body): “So that I call the Button at least once. He went to hell. " It would be better when I left the entrance, flew, and not approached the sprites.

FW. Allegedly waking up on my bed. Immediately I think we should write this dream. On the pillow is a computer. The forum is shining on the screen. But I take some torn two leaflets of a triangular shape and write in block letters Button Kolya. Then I think: "No, I can’t have such leaves, so I didn’t wake up." I wake up in reality.

Findings:
1. The character had a strange name Button.
2. The characters were defective, sick. One had a bent arm, the other was completely bent.
3. The character has evolved from a child to an adult.
4. The character warmed up in the hand.
5. I fell into the position of observer. From which from the outside I could control my body.
6. The character seemed to instill in me.

I'm back at my childhood home, my older brother is living there with his family. Anyhow, somehow, I now have an asian wife! Not sure if she was 'paid for' to travel to Australia or If she was Australian. In any case, she was a cute little pretty Asian girl, all mine

I play around, flirting with her. I kiss and tease her all over the house. She playfully squeals and runs away with me chasing. It was good fun

next, I'm outside where the clothesline used to be. I feel like one nostril is blocked so I pinch one and blow hard. Amazingly, a huge amount of snot pours out of the other nostril! This huge steaming mass of mucus pours out of my nostril and when its unblocked, I feel like a new man! Calling my brother over, I showed him and we both puzzled over how much could come out of my nostril....ahah.

We head down the paddock below the house and play a fun game of frisby together. It was fun We were competing to see who could catch the most.