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This vivid metacognitive dream is from Saturday morning (after sunrise) on June 8, 1974. (Dream # 2,728-01.) Reading time: 2 minutes.



In my dream, I am joyfully running through the cypress swamp in Fort Ogden, Florida, in the morning. (This activity is deliberate. I perform “walking with intent” and sometimes running to stabilize and vivify the dream state. People who only dream “non-lucidly” or who solely propagate “interpretation” above causation could never understand this.) I am free from school. Yesterday (in waking life) was my last school day before the summer break.

As I happily run, four or five of my school textbooks repeatedly bounce forward from my legs but fall back against my knees. (This odd event might be possible if I had a long book strap and the books unlikely remained in motion in front of me. Ultimately, though, this event is physically impossible, as is much dream content. On a side note, I never used a book strap in waking life.)

As I deliberately direct my focus deep into the cypress swamp while enjoying the boundless freedom of dreaming, I arrive at a clearing with a mobile home in the center. Both front ends of the mobile home have a metal pole with a torch atop it close by. Four or five shelves extend in front of the mobile home, exposed to the outdoor environment (though I do not recognize the ambiguity of this scene). Voodoo dolls fill the shelves and what appear to be dolls for children. Other “dolls” are only clusters of straw tied with red string. I know a witch (potential protoconsciousness) lives here, but I think she is out shopping in a nearby town. I find the scene pleasantly eerie, and I remain appreciative of bliss.

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Here are some recognized layers of causation and personal meaning:

Returning home (to Cubitis) after the last day of school brought me a level of joy and nostalgia that reminded me of when I lived in our mobile home in Fort Ogden. I had not yet been to any public school while living there. That level of freedom is a literal factor that integrates with “returning” to that specific waking-life status (even though the memory is missing in my dream because of virtual amnesia, so there is a fictitious association).

Dolls typically appear in a dream’s narrative from my metacognitive awareness of REM atonia (lack of mobility while sleeping and the understanding that my dream self’s body is artificial). It often becomes more of a self-evident factor in the last scene, as here. The first part of my dream, “running with intent,” is my deliberate navigation of vestibular phasing. REM atonia is the fundamental factor of that also, enhancing my dream self’s imaginary physicality. (Without the vestibular phasing response to REM atonia, there would be no imaginary kinesthesia in the dream state. Of course, most people have no comprehension or recognition of these quantifiable biological dynamics because they have succumbed to the agenda of disinformation agents and their asinine propaganda.)

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