lucid

can´t remember why i got lucid but here i am and i start flying i am high enough to see different islands and states. there is a big part of an island that is grayish censored. for some reason i think this is the google map of america and Vietnam has censored it so america cant look it up. i fly there and up close it looks like everything is covered with grey snow or something similar. also there are a lot of climbing shoes [not too long ago i saw a "black mirror" episode where they could block people so they got grayish and one couldnt hear them; also i send my climbing shoes to get repaired and the package is missed so that probably how this theme came up].

i remember my goals that i loosely came up with before i fell asleep. i want to meditate so i fly and look for a good place to do so. there are several platforms some are skew. i land on a platform and see someone i know that is further down doing something. i dont want to get distracted so i ignore him. i rub my hands to prepare then i sit down. this time i let my eyes open and focus on my breathing. i want to unfocus my eyes but only seconds after this attempt a guy i know? is climbing up to my platform. i wave with my hand to signal him i dont want him here but to late he is there and we start talking. i know him from my past but i dont remember his name. he tells me a name but its not familiar but i remember to know him from school and that he was in b class. we are on a small something on water. he turns into a child and i fly away. i want to go down a chimney to complete a TOTM. everything changes into comic visuals and i feel like watching instead of actively participate and decide what i do. i fly to a building stand in front of the chimney and throw down something like a bomb. i see third person from inside the building outside of the room. the room is burning and several people are there burning and running away. i slide down and run out of the room. a line of fire emerge out of my shoes wherever i run. some more bad guys start burning and die. i fight one with bare hands, enter another room and freeze another one with an ice blast. i find myself outside again and the comic theme is gone. ok this probably wont count for the TOTM...

i start another attempt and start flying. this time flying is more difficult. i am pretty slow and i feel like i get soaked to one direction. i kick of on a building wall and float to a big building looking like a very old church. the stone is oxidized like in a cave. my hand touches a wall that sounds hollow. ah this must be an chimney. i fly up a little and find the opening. i look into the chimney and it looks buried. i try to open it up with telekinesis but its not working. nevermind i think and just jump feet first in and slide down. i find myself in a kitchen. i have a small paper bag in my hand. i look outside the kitchen and see a room where a kid is sleeping on a couch. i open the paper bag and put out several tomatoes. a cat that looks like mine back at my families house walks around me and attacks my leg and stuff. i push it out and close the door to the kitchen. i want to morph the tomatoes into something nicer but seconds after i closed the door it opens again and my mother, looking slightly crazy and tired with a cigarette in her hand [she is a non smoker] approaching me yelling something. i hold my hand in front of my like i want her to stop but she just pushes the cigarette in my hand and it burns i walk backwards and phase out of the window and wall but she is holding me so my hand is stuck with her in the kitchen. she still yelling something at me. i manage to release myself from her grip and with a wave of my hand i erase her memory she is confused but shortly after she gets hostile again. i feel like i completed the task anyways and dont bother to wake up so i dont forget anything.

I was talking to a Future Tech person that I think was military. I knew I was dreaming and was trying to ask them how to get back here but I remember for some reason telling them I was from another dimension and wanted to know how I could come back to their dimension to help them fight or something. At the time I remember wording another dimension to try to convince them to give me answers about coming back to their world / the lucid dreaming world and from what I can remember he just said Try Harder. I believe I woke at some point but fell back asleep and came back to this dream where I was again Lucid. I don't recall how but I decided I was over this and I remember flying away. I recall flying for a while and wanting to try to fly faster as sometimes I have a problem with speed. I remember doing the superman style switch arm / pump out which worked and made me fly faster like I was trying to without it working with just thoughts.

I also decided to finally try and fly into space, something I've been wanting to do forever in a LD but I always forget to try or haven't remembered trying. I went flying straight up into the sky and started to see stars and space when I was suddenly being pulled down by something or someone. I remember what seemed to be like some sort of man in a white / grey looking iron man type suit. Something made me think it was the people that I had encountered earlier that sent him to stop me but I used Telekinesis to push him away from me and he was thrown off / away and was gone.

I then recall trying to continue to fly into deep space but I couldn't get to where I was trying to go. I was seeing what I thought was some sort of super advanced space station that was like some very big building in space. It was like I kept going higher and higher and the thing never ended. I remember seeing random other things as I continued to fly further and deeper like even going through some sort of wormhole or portal or something that didn't take me anywhere but it was full of colors and and was sort of in a warped spiral shape. A F*cking phone call woke me up...

It was late when I went to sleep, therefore I was quite tired. After a while I saw static image before my mind eyes... An big bush, looking like willow... but it had nice red roses. I started to fly toward it... slowly... and then I lost anchor and picture disappeared. And after a while I saw a house... and it again disappeared... Then I felt something similar to what I feel when I do OBE. And I arose from my body- it wasn't astral I found myself in. The feel was different. It was lucid dream. I went on exploration. Firstly my house- I couldn't open door to go out, only inner doors were operable. At the end I went into darkness of basement. I thought that I hear something there... but I didn't find anything. I went to room where garage doors are. It was not dark there, a small light was emanating from fluorescent lamps above. And there in front of the garage doors my brother was standing.
I asked him: What are you doing here?
I can't go out, it is impossible to open the garage doors.
I tried to open the doors myself, but it wasn't possible to move them. So I told my brother that the only way to go out is going through the doors, and I did so. I expected my brother to do so to, but he didn't come through. After short waiting I put my head through the doors and saw my brother on the other side, in the house- he was standing there as statue. Come through, we will walk together! I told him.
He repeated: I can't, it is impossible to open the doors.
So I left him there and went to explore the dream village, walking alone. I didn't met anyone else during long walk through houses, streets and fields. Nor there was anything interesting.

remarks
Even though it wasn't astral travel this LD had some characteristics of astral.

so this dream starts off as light an dark matter jus swirling around in space so I try to make universes while my eyes are closed so the swirling light and dark matter can do what eva it want to the bending of my will so I start crushing the darkness over and over the shutter of light flickers back and fourth then its a sudden shock everything just becomes a abyss nothing in life matter but this blind wake everything is nothingness and I want to return to the darkness over and over again as the dark matter makes up its own life I find myself upon light where I'm looking for a burning tree as I'm staring everywhere I find myself engulf in clouds under the blue moon light as I'm looking for this tree I see dream false replica forms trying to find the burning tree as well as the burning tree keeps burning it says you will attain magical powers if you find the tree that everlasting and burns for eternity as I was in the darkness the tree started to become on fire as the dark matter nightshade becomes thicker and blacker the tree goes out as the fire was never burning at all as the fire goes out on the burning tree

the abyss takes control then starts forming a fiery shade of black abyss as a tree disenagrates an turns to nothing but ashes as thy burning tree ends the story of the darkness sets in forever as the dark an light matter become more blind to itself the story of darkness never ends as the burning trees starts another fire of shame

so starting off the exile plane is the lowest vibration in the astral dimension your already in the exile plane its like waking up and getting your keys and going to the store this is the astral form of the exile plane or like exiting a theater the movies this is what the exile plane is all about exiting dream form to wake up back in still infamy now a lot of people live in still infamy and there nothing more to do but tv and computers wrong so when you dream that your in exile like alone and never being able to have contact with anybeing beside yourself you have to make up dream worlds and astral dimensions this plane of existence is by far the best dimension of all astral planes to make it to the exile plane all you have to do is wake up exiting a dream you past had yet you have to always remember how you got out of that dream an woke up upon still infamy now in still infamy we sleep we watch tv we play games this is how you control the exile plane its reality amplified by dreaming now to induce a exile plane dream all you have to do is think and your in the exile plane. NOw for the dream false replica body this is where your dreaming and you wake up in your dreams as someone else that's happens a lot for a lot of people how to notice your false replica dream form is for how you to decide how you want to dream in the after life in the false replica dream form you take on different characteristic then your usual reality form as your dreaming in this body you take control of their entire aspect of their life as your own yet its always the same thing over and over you have to notice when thus happen your exiting dream to wake up in still infamy for a reason if you were to plunge in a dream where you kept dreaming you would of never made it to the exile plane yet in the false replica form you know the difference between you and yourself

+ LUCIDD LD #237: in a white interior house see a guy get lucid I say "Hey, you're Frank, right?" He nods, we talk he answers everything is solid and bright and vivid, go to next room bunch of people and I'm talking and notice there is an echo in the room and I say this and start singing a little and listen to the quality of my voice.

+ driving on sandy side road, looking for the chicken/truck farm, woman drives car by no room, I ask her where the farm is, there's a sign but I've missed it, the road is very narrow and the cliffs are high, I'm concerned about hitting the cliffs and having them collapse onto my car, burying it.

+ in a locker room, examining lockers (levitate up over and look down on them) they fall almost I pick them up? I get dressed, confused about socks and shoes. I see EB she is heading to cooking class? I call after her and run after her and we arrive at the class it's an open area full of people

+ girl, football guy college team a game is happening soon, I look at him and imagine his weight, he has some forehead acne, follow a group of girls (cheerleaders?) and choose one and "engage" a bit with her she doesn't like it and runs away her friends ask her if she wants them to banish me.

+ guy in room there's a girl singing on stage, he likes her, she sings well, the room fills with fog (cotton?) and I ask him if he wants me (via my powers) to clear the room. He's eating some dark-berried tart and I want some he hands it to me and I take a bite

Guitar

I was semi lucid tuning and playing a guitar next to an old teacher. I tried singing as well to see if I could sound just like in WL without distortion.It worked so I sang loud and played the notes. My fingers on the chord was right on with the sound but not knowing the professional chords and playing from heart it was kind of messy

Calm Bravery

I was invited to a party by Gordon,saw him tweet something and liked it, than watched as others went to the party and liked his message as well. The message was something about facing hardships and prevailing.

Later on in the dream I’m in the sky watching a safari. The lady travels in the Jeep to the beach like I thought than gets out and into the water with the camera man/guy who protects her and goes closer to the sharks. She is twirling slowly as the water pushes her while doing nothing as to not be seen by the sharks that go around her. I become her and must keep calm while I ask the guy why she had to do something like that. The water slowly goes down as I wait and listen to the guy and slightly realize it’s a dream. When the ocean finally goes all the way down I end up in a room where I release my birds and watch them while being careful of predator.I also had a new bird I called twitchy.

Metallica

A dream about meeting Kirk Hammet from metallica. I tell him I saw the show in edmonton. He said enthusiastically, "that was a great show."

FaZe Rug and Jesus

A dream about meeting a well known yoububer named "FaZe Rug,". I was at his party in hid old house. I was on steps and asked him if he could make a vlog about helping a new youtuber start a channel. He said no.

The next thing I know I am semi lucid and walking with Jesus through an archway. We climb a big hill and go through the same archway on the other side. WTF? I ask Jesus if that really was the same archway we had passed through moments before? he said yes. I asked if he created all this and this dream. He said yes. We enter an outdoor Colosseum. We found a picnic table and sat on it. I asked him if FaZe Rug is saved? He said FaZe Rug is worried that his disciples will expose him. WTF. I then asked him if some of the scary videos on youtube I watch are real hauntings or demons. He said Demons.

Suddenly I'm non lucid walking around a city I think is familiar. I see a red brick building with a weird street leading down a hill. I know that's the wrong way. I enter a park and realize that this is the way home. I'm walking with some people now I sam going down a path when I notice my leg is dragging a bear trap. It doesn't hurt and I pry it off. Next I find a rusty machete stuck in a fence. I pull it off and go up to a thick branch and try to cut through it. It doesn't budge. I swing down like a samurai sword an cut clear through it. The blade breaks in half somehow. I keep walking until I find a cave.

Exploring

I'm lucid in this dream walking around a large house with some people. It's abandoned and there's a large winding staircase. I am talking with the people about an old boss I use to have that was british and had a rather dry sense of humor.


Tom's house

I'm with youtuber Moe Sargi in a house from his video. It's a haunted house he calls "Tom's House," because he supposedly summoned a demon named tom there. We are with some of his friends. Most of the dream is fuzzy but Tom appears as a large demon. He had a giant mowhawk which where made of winding steel blades. They expand out of his head and impale Moe and his friends while they are exploring a small room under the stairs that seed larger than the one from his video. Tom was on the other side of the wall and shot spikes right through the wall and into them.

Tom's house again,

Vague dream about being in Tom's house with moe again. The house looks nice and not rundown. A strange man is there and invites us to eat a table.

Wrong Decade

I'm in a mall with someone but everyone is wearing 70's clothing. I mention to the person I'm with that everyone looks distinctly male and female and not blurring the lines like today. We walk outside again and walk down a street eventually entering a large house.

Comment if you think I should summon tom in a lucid and fight him!

Okay its been awhile but i guess this is why i started here.... Most of my dreams come true and this is one that blows me away... well when i started this was after a dream. My nephew stayed over and he shook me awake because i was having a fitful sleep. I told him that i was dreaming of a meteor that was dark with red and yellow behind it and it was crossing over the southern tip of Africa in the dark...Well i let it go that day 2 days went by then i saw it on 6-10-17 near Johannesberg in the early morning. Then on July 23 a full coronal solar flare (cme) came from the sun... i knew it the day before....it was to hit after the sun passed by my region, the UV-C was going to affect all those west of us.... Lately i have been trying not to sleep... but if i dont then what..... I have had this happen since i can remember, they have come true...some are nonsense but i can tell the difference.....any ideas??

1. I remember being in some town in an apocalyptic era where heavily armed AI war machines were taking over. It was daytime and I found myself trying to hide from these machines that were seeking to kill everyone in sight. I was smack in the middle of this town and there were buildings of all sorts everywhere. All plant life was overgrown, but despite all of the mess the sun was still out. I could feel the adrenaline rush through my body as I tried to remain incognito. At one point I came to a warehouse. As I looked at my surroundings I took note of all the war machines in my proximity and remained careful and silent. Suddenly one of the big boy war machines blows a whole into the south wall of the warehouse. Seconds later he spots me and my body fills with even more adrenaline than before as I feel as though I'm about to get killed. I start sprinting to avoid the machine but it is catching up fast. This machine is easily 10 times the size of a normal human and is basically a walking tank in terms of armor and power.
I keep running and running. I find a long road and for some reason I feel that it would be a good idea to follow it. As I continue running down this road, day gradually turns to night extremely quickly in terms of what us humans are used to. All in all, it took the sun about 3 minutes to set and it became night fully. The moon was out and the machines had vanished. I slowed my pace to a walk and found myself approaching a dead end. At this dead end was a group of about 11 people, mostly guys. I walk up to them and immediately they invite me to play a real game of Rainbow Six: Siege. I am not sure how this is supposed to work but I agree to play. Since there are now 12 of us, one of the guys mentions "after the testing round, whoever the worst 2 players are will be kicked out afterwards and then we will start." He then asks me what my level is, and I tell him. Suddenly I get distracted. I turn around and notice that I am on my friend Dylan's street, and my old house is right around the corner. I look at what I am wearing and see that I have on very tight blue jeans that are so tight that the buckle is unbuttoned, white shoes, and a white bro tank. "interesting" I thought to myself.
I began walking down Dylan's street, simply strolling along. Not far ahead of me there are 3 girls just messing around doing whatever. About a third of the way down the street my attention is caught by a flying bus about 20 feet in the air that is flying down the street in the opposite direction of me. I look closer at it and realize that it is the magic school bus from the show itself. Behind the bus is some sort of magical trail that is being left. "Holy shit this feels way to real to be a dream" I say aloud to myself. I approach the 3 girls I mentioned earlier. "Hey can I ask you guys a question?" I say. "Sure" one of them replies. I then ask, "Is this a dream?" to them. Their response was short and simple, "Look at your tattoo." I then look down at my tattoo, and as usual, instead of it saying "Are you dreaming?" it now says "okay." I take this as a fool-proof answer that I am indeed dreaming as tattoo's typically do not change in waking life. Out of pure joy, I go and hug one of the girls. We hug and suddenly I am now in the mood to make out, so I go for a kiss but alas, the girl does not reciprocate so I call it off. I then remember "Wtf am I doing I have a girl".
Just as quickly as the sun went down earlier, the sun rises once more; this time even quicker than the last. I now intend to find my girl as she is ever so ellusive in dreams, and lucid ones at that. I remember that usually when Im near my old house in my lucid dreams, she lives right next door where my neighbor normally is. I continue walking down the street, and I notice that many houses have christmas lights up. I also realize that the temperature out is a little cool, and quite comfortable to say the least. One house sticks out to me out of all the houses, and it's the house at the corner of the street just before the road turns to my old street. I approach this house while reminding myself to maintain awareness. As I make it to the front door I pause for a moment and take a deep breath in an attempt to solidify my intention and manifestion of her. I open the door effortlessly as I knew that it wouldn't be locked. As I walk in and close the door behind me I notice that all of the lights are off and the only light in the house is that which is coming from outside through the windows. I hear a group of people walking upstairs so I start heading up them.
Once I get upstairs I see a group of girls and one older guy with gray hair. "Hey is A here?" I ask them. "Yeah she should be" one of the girls says. Everyone then starts looking for her in all of the rooms and I realize this house is way bigger on the inside that its size from the outside doesn't make any sense. Suddenly Dylan shows up out of nowhere, "Cory what are you doing?" he asks in a surprised tone of voice. "I'm chilling bro" I reply. I notice that he's wearing one of my old shirts and this puzzles me but I chuckle nonetheless. The girls end up not being able to find her. I decide to go check and see if she's downstairs but as I do so I accidentally collide with one of the girls coming up the steps and she falls down the stairs. In mid-flight down the steps she randomly turns into a small inanimate doll the size of an action figure. I am put aghast by the sheer oddity of the situation. I then remind myself once more to maintain awareness so that I don't get lost in the dream. I turn around and everyone is still as calm as ever, not even batting an eye to what had just happened.
With the intention of changing the weather and bringing a storm into the area I ask the older man "Isn't there supposed to be a storm coming in?" He replies, "Yeah in about 8 hours or so." Wow that is too far away for me as I wanted one to happen now. I use my intention and expectation to start willing one into the dream. Suddenly, as the old man is looking out through the window he says that it looks as though it might rain early. I go to look out the window and what I see confuses me. The thunder clouds that are in the sky make up a straight line that is probably about a few miles wide, and these clouds get darker and darker the closer to the middle of the line they are. All of the lightning that is occurring is in the middle of this line of clouds. This line quickly passes over us resulting a downpour that lasts about 30 seconds or so. I once more attempt to will a storm into existance, and shortly after I see yet another line of thunder clouds, just like the last, start rolling in. "This is not what I had intended, but okay" I say to myself. I then turned and asked the old man "What do you represent in my dream?". "What?" he says. I then repeat myself, "What do you represent in this dream?". He starts to answer, but his answer is extremely indirect and is dragging along so much that I get bored and turn my attention elsewhere.
I go down the stairs and walk outside. I see a metallic gray sedan sitting in the driveway and I proceed to get in it. Dylan and the old man follow. Dylan gets in the back seat while the old man gets in shotgun. I once more attempt to manifest a storm, and it starts to manifest fully this time. I then get out of the car and think of how nice it'd be to fly into the storm. Just before I take off I turn and look at my shirt which Dylan is wearing. Then, right as I take off, about 2 feet in the air, I lose focus and awaken.

Last night, I had a dream where I was in the living room of my old house. It was dark and shadowy, the stairway and kitchen entrance fading into pitch black. I wasn't at all put off by this at the time, but in retrospect, it was a rather creepy, horror game type lighting.

As with all of my lucid dreams, I got a random inkling that I was dreaming. I plugged my nose and sure enough I could still breathe and was indeed dreaming.

Alright, time to get down business. I tried to summon someone. I envisioned her appearing; nothing happened. I called her name; nothing. "Oh right," I thought to myself, "I need to focus and be aware." I plugged my nose once more and checked out my hands to reaffirm that I was dreaming; could still breathe, and my fingers were deformed. Then I took time to be aware of myself and my surroundings. Then, I once again attempted to summon my friend. I called out, looking around, envisioning her coming down the stairs. Nothing. No matter how many times I tried, nothing happened.

In fact, nothing whatsoever was happening. It was just me in this pseudo-horror room. Eventually I woke up without accomplishing anything. I don't have lucid dreams often (as I mentioned, I've only ever gotten them randomly, never by induction methods), but this sort of thing has happened with the last few I've had. I've had almost no control these past few lucids, even though I've had little trouble controlling them in the past when I didn't even bother trying to ground myself.

I think it lasted longer than most of my lucids though.

Afternoon of November 25, 2017. Saturday.



My beautiful wife Zsuzsanna and our children and I are living in a trailer in a trailer park in an unknown location. It is mostly in a field of low grass and not many land features, not even a discernible city in any direction, though there does seem to be a road in the distance. Thus, the only extant conscious self threads are of my present marriage status and nothing else, not even a focus on what country I am in, yet with my dream self (personified subconscious) ridiculously accepting the setting as legitimate (even though our large family could certainly not fit in a trailer).

After some brief generic activities with my family, I step outside the trailer and notice a Belize guerrilla grinning at me and holding a rifle diagonally across his chest. He is standing about ten feet away from the trailer’s entrance.

While all the other members of my family are still in the trailer, I lift my hands into the air while I am standing just outside the doorway, indicating my submission but only mild surprise.

However, the guerrilla, an unfamiliar male of about thirty, points down at an area of ground with his rifle. I notice no less than twenty dead kraits in a cluster, the outer perimeter of the cluster being less dense with krait bodies in various curvy positions.

Apparently, he has done us a big favor in having killed the surprising number of snakes, now strewn about lifeless on the ground near an isolated cluster of rocks to his left (my right). Lucidity comes in at only the last second prior to waking and I immediately recognize this common component and its core meaning.

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In approaching this dream with truth and understanding over superstition and the fallacy of “interpretation”, it is seen to be very basic. Some very basic knowledge about dreams is required; one, that this is an isolated dream during an afternoon nap, of which has entirely different symbolism than dreams of other time periods or during longer sleeping periods (due to the nature of circadian rhythms having the strongest influence over the dream state); two, that it was during a very light sleep with minimal REM; three, that this dream type is basically of waking symbolism only, with no relationship to real life.

The personified preconscious (the Belize guerrilla - based on an unconscious confusion of Punta Gorda, Belize with my birthplace of Punta Gorda, Florida), typically linked to the reticular activating system (RAS) actually subdued it rather than augmented its dynamics. This is because RAS symbolism is only needed in extended sleep. My brief thread of lucidity is all it took to transmute the preconscious into the emergent consciousness. When one is ready to wake (especially during a lighter and shorter sleep), there is no need for aggressive preconscious mediation.

A snake is the very epitome of RAS due to its “primal fear” status in the majority and bound to be the most inherent waking alert in many imaginary dream environments, yet many people persist in pointlessly bumbling along with imaginary “interpretations”. Being the oldest waking mechanism (other than the falling sensation linked to inner ear dynamics based on the shift in unconsciousness to consciousness), it is apparently even the origin of the Christian myth with the serpent (RAS) in the Tree of Knowledge (human brain in unconsciousness).

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Don't want to forget this one so I'm writing it now even though its late.
First dream
I was semi lucid in this dream and confronted by a knight with blonde flowing hair. He was being kind to me and showing acts of loyalty by smashing his hand on concrete or hard surfaces to keep me safe or my treasure safe.There was also this other guy who did things in a wrong manner that jeopardized the safety of my parakeets who were present in a cage that was purposely crushed and the order in my secret place felt compromised too...so I summoned a book that I called "mimyu" and warped into it causing the guard barrier to start up. After that I asked the name of the guy a couple of times.

Second Dream
I was in my dad's house and talking with him about my brother until a random DC came to test my fear level.They changed form than became invisible, grabbing me and asking if I would go to the cemetery with them to help them. I said no because i was scared of those settings. He still moved me though and passed by a gold mirror where I saw it's reflection. A red head guy with a blue sweater and jeans.

My reflection looked like me but my hair was somewhat different.Anyways the guy dc continued to walk to the cemetery outside the window. As I made it change to just grass another dc appeared and told the guy she would send him to hell. He panicked. I however, found that not scary at all. He was warped but than I was pushed by someone else to watch a uncomfortable scene. I walked away from it to only be approached by a scientist anime woman with a really long snake like pony tail who tried conveying her love for me.

I pushed her away than looked to a clear glass window where I could see dirty pond water with lily pads. It seemed deep and felt cold." It feels so real, the atmosphere is just right. Wonder if I should get in the water or how it would feel to go down" As I contemplated Kiro came to mind and I felt a gust of wind like in a recent dream.

Last thing that happened was I became non lucid and my dad showed me take out food he brought at the table.

Night of November 23, 2017. Thursday.



I am near full lucidity and aware of my conscious self identity. I find myself in a parking lot at nighttime. A shopping cart is moving in front of me. Although I am implied to be pushing it, I seem incorporeal.

A white moth seems to fly from the front of the shopping cart. It rises in the air about three feet in front of the shopping cart before I awake with a lighter hypnopompic kick.

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This dream is a typical though interesting example of the type in which the symbolism and its inherent meaning is solely premonitory of the hypnopompic kick during the waking transition, and as such, is unrelated to waking life or so-called “interpretation”. Self-contained biologically premonitory dreams of this common type often utilize a flight symbol as here. This is because of the nature of inner ear dynamics and the ascending reticular activating system. (When one is unconscious, one does not usually viably perceive one’s real physical body, which often creates a sense of floating, falling, or associations with flight.)

The parking lot represents the transitional state between dreaming and waking and is usually unrelated to conscious self factors.

The white moth, inherently a natural biological symbol rather than an “interpretable” feature, relates to the circadian rhythms of the sleep cycle in three different ways. One, its whiteness is associated with the moon and sleeping at night (especially as it is airborne as an analogy to the moon being in the sky). Two, its nocturnal nature (most moths, but not all, are nocturnal) is also relevant to sleeping at night and being in the dream state during a specific time in the sleep cycle. Three, the flight symbol aspect has already been explained in the third paragraph above. This type of dream occurs at least once during every normal sleeping period (and has for over fifty years), though more often involves walking through a city at night and tripping over the curb and “falling”, also directly biologically premonitory of the hypnopompic kick or waking start, as well as spontaneous muscle tension and release, and unrelated to real life.

As fully explained in numerous past entries, the hypnopompic waking mechanism (waking start) and its biologically premonitory dream-related events leading up to it by way of the waking transition (and the ascending reticular activating system) are more vivid and intense when I have done a lot more walking prior to sleep, which proves that this dream’s symbolism is based on biology and anticipation of waking, not some sort of nebulous occult “symbolism” as found in so-called dream dictionaries or other nonsensical publications.

The shopping cart’s appearance is a literal remnant (though its perceived movement symbolizes the real-time waking shift during unconsciousness), not an “interpretable” feature, similar to a bed as a literal dream state indicator (as is being undressed in public as one does not typically wear clothes to bed), as I had been pushing a shopping cart around for about two hours prior to going to bed. In fact, walking a lot while pushing the shopping cart is why this dream’s symbolism is as it is concerning the specific nature of the hypnopompic waking start and the spontaneous release of muscle tension in unconsciousness.

This dream lacks the personified preconscious common to other dream types. As the hypnopompic waking start is the waking mechanism (and as a result has more energies linked to the physical body), a personified preconscious is not needed to initiate waking (for example, from such as imaginary conflict, perceived “intrusion”, or being chased by the preconscious waking function). Also, when lucid, the dream self obviously takes on more threads of the conscious self identity, thus is already closer to viable consciousness.

This dream renders and utilizes “exit flight waking symbolism” in incidental contrast to “return flight waking symbolism” (both very common types of waking symbolism) as in dreams such as “Kite or Bird? Self-Breaking Window?” from November 9, 2016 (though there are thousands more in my personal database). There seems to be no difference other than the factors of circadian rhythms dynamics, that is, the white moth flying away from me symbolizes associations with nighttime becoming more dominant in my semi-conscious state and the dream self to continue to sleep and experience additional dreams, while in the other dream, the white bird flying towards me is more about the cessation of the dream state (and its coalescence “back” into the unconscious) towards morning, especially regarding the window-breaking symbolism (the increase of neural energies eliminating the illusion of the dream state), the bird related to the “return” of my conscious self identity in that case (and despite the fact that some birds hunt at night, a bird of that appearance is more associated with daytime). Such symbolism has been inherent to my dreaming history since early childhood in the same context but usually with unique scenarios and elements. I am fully familiar with its meaning and virtually infinite variations and have zero interest in the popular fallacy of “interpretation”.

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It has been ages since I've posted here, but I figured I'd do so since I had a lucid dream this morning and have been lurking around the forum again recently. November has actually been a fairly productive lucid dreaming month for me so far, with 5 WILDs (4 of which all happened in one morning) and 2 DILDs, including this morning's. I've been doing fairly well with my various clarity, focus, and awareness exercises for the most part this month, until this morning, when I completely spaced on doing them in-dream.

I'll just do a copy/paste from my private Lucid Dreaming journal on Dreamwidth. It's pretty long because I'm trying to get in as much detail as I can, as well as gauging my progress.

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This one was a semi-accidental (I'm actually not going to call this accidental, since I did induce it with a MILD technique) lucid dream. I say semi because before I went to bed, I decided to try something with my melatonin by holding it in my hand and telling it that it was a lucid dreaming aid, that it would give me intensely vivid dreams, that it would make me remember my dreams, and that it would make me become lucid. I essentially created a placebo from it, though melatonin also has been known to give me vivid dreams anyway. I did this for a few moments before taking it, then went to bed normally, reading a novel for awhile before turning out the light. I think I may have done an affirmation before going to sleep, but I don't really remember. My intention was to use WBTB in the morning, which I ended up doing anyway after I woke from this DILD, but didn't have a lucid dream after-- although I nearly became lucid in one of my later-morning dreams, actually trying (unsuccessfully) to WILD from a dream in which I was sitting in a cafe with a friend. So it was still on my mind.

Anyway, around six a.m. or so, I had a DILD. I don't remember when or how I got lucid in it, but it started out in a hospital. I left and flew to the street my current house is on. It was nighttime. I was lucid by this time, and I decided I wanted to try some horseback riding in my dream. I wasn't sure how I could find a horse and get it saddled up in time to actually ride it, so I contemplated this for a moment before deciding on a strategy. I reached into my pocket with the expectation of finding a cell phone, and when I found it, I dialed with the expectation of speaking to a stable hand, who I named on the spot (I don't remember what I named him). He answered, and I said, "Hello, ______! Can you get Mystic saddled up and ready to go for me?" I also named the horse on the spot. The stable hand was amenable, so I hung up the phone and proceeded to attempt a teleportation to the stable. I was quite proud of how I had created the scenario.

Here's where I went wrong, though-- I didn't have a clear image of the stable in my mind. When I just sort of half-ass the visualizations, they don't work. I closed my eyes and tried to visualize to teleport, but I wound up back in the hospital I'd been in during the beginning of my dream. I decided to try to find out why my subconscious was taking me there instead of where I wanted to go, so I walked around a bit, looking for dream characters who might be able to tell me.

I came on an elderly man sitting in a chair. A red-haired nurse, a little plump and maybe in her late thirties, was standing next to him. The man looked very familiar, to I took that as a sign that I should speak to him.

I asked him if he was a dream guide. "Of a sort," he said. The nurse acted a bit huffy, but in a lighthearted, teasing sort of way, that I was ignoring her.

I apologized to her and asked their names. The man's name was Agnus, and the red-haired nurse gave her name too but I don't remember it. It *might* have been Cora or Carol or something starting with a C. Agnus explained that in real life, they were tied to a chair.

"Tied...to...a... chair..." I echoed, bemused. He didn't elaborate, though. I woke soon after.

Overall clarity/awareness/mindfulness: 4 or 5. I didn't do any of my clarity exercises, having not prepared properly beforehand. However, I was lucid enough to do some problem-solving, working out a way to create a horse saddled and ready to ride, which worked until I failed at the teleportation.

Vividness: Between 5 and 7. It wasn't exceptionally vivid, in the hyper-realistic sense, partly because my lucidity was fairly low-level. But it was pretty sharp and realistic.


Real life memory within dream: 3, only because I remembered that I lived on my current street rather than the one I grew up on, which has a tendency to recur in my dreams. I didn't remember any of my exercises or goals, with the exception of a passing thought about a dream guide when I was talking to Agnus.


Situational awareness ("this doesn't usually happen in reality"): 7 maybe. I knew I was dreaming, knew everything I was experiencing and everyone I was talking to were generated by my dreaming mind. But I didn't really do any compare/contrast work.


Control: I'd say it was at 9 during the cell phone call, but it dropped to a 1 when I tried to teleport. I seem to have mixed results with teleportation still, and it depends on how vividly I can visualize something.

Dream length: 6. A bit longer since I was more deeply asleep.

Dream memory when waking: Between 6 and 7. My memory was patchy at first as I lay in bed trying to recall it, but when I started writing it down in my bedside dream journal more details surfaced.

Additional notes: With the exception of forgetting to do any clarity exercises at all, I'd consider this a pretty successful and interesting DILD. I didn't work on any of my pre-ordained goals, but I just wanted to have a little fun, so that was okay. I'll be working on visualizing things while awake more often. I'll also more firmly set my goals before I go to bed at night (including my clarity exercises) so I can work with them if I go lucid without WBTB. Also, one of my ultimate goals is to succeed with traveling to persistent realms. (That link is amazing and so inspiring!) I really need to work on my clarity though.