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#517 - DILD - 2:30AM

I have an anxiety nightmare early in the night about rats. I do a mini WBTB and fall asleep with my intention set. My last thought was about my LD goal.

That same dream repeats itself, but this time there is no anxiety because I recognize it almost immediately and become lucid.
I turn away from the rats scene and turn down a hallway in some way better version of my house. Everything is brightly light.
Because I am always amused how realistic my shouting is, I yell out, "Hey! Hey! HEEEEYYYY!"
I suspect all this shouting will conjure up a DC. I turn into a door way into a bedroom. I see my wife is scantily clad. I notice no bra under her thin shirt. I say something to her, I don't recall. All I remember is that she has a really strange reply. She gives me a high-five and attempts some strange secret handshake I lose track of it.
Instead of getting caught up in it I remind myself by telling her that this is a dream, "I am dreaming. This is a lucid dream."
She smiles.
I then tap her once on each boob and say, "I'll be right back."
I turn to a window in the room and phase outside. I recall my goal, inspired by TWD, to ride a tiger.

I wonder around my neighborhood. Again, enjoying the sound and feel of dream shouting, I call out for a tiger. After a moment a large, dog-sized version of my childhood pet cat appears. The orange tabby reminds me of the cat I once named Tigger. I take a brief second to appreciate this memory, but this isn't quite what I want. I turn away down the street and try to remember the name of the tiger from TWD. The closest I get is Shebra, but I now know that what I meant was Shiva. It's OK my dream tiger can be Shebra if I want.

After some walking and shouting for Shebra, I find her sitting and waiting. She's about the size of my Great Pyrenees but that doesn't stop me from trying to ride her. I get on her back and wrap my hands around her neck. She stands and carries down the street. Though see feels like she has gotten quite a bit bigger is really just feels like I am hugging my own dog. I am a little disappointed. I see some kids playing with an young woman, maybe still in her teens. I notice her shirt has an 80's design and reads, 'LOVECRAFT'. I ride away as I gradually wake up.

It's probably meaningless coincidence, but I found this after googling 'lovecraft tiger'

Little Tiger

Little Tiger, burning bright
With a subtle Blakeish light,
Tell what visions have their home
In those eyes of flame and chrome!
Children vex thee - thoughtless, gay -
Holding when thou wouldst away:
What dark lore is that which thou,
Spitting, mixest with thy meow?

Why?

I was in a building at night time with Asuka. She handed me this really hard to chew candy. I kept biting bits of my tongue off. We entered a room when a song that sounded like metallica was playing. In the room were the olsen twins in their tweenie years when they were making all those horrible movies. One was on drums and the other was on guitar. They were trying to play, "Enter Sandman,". The guitar was way off.. out of tune and playing a couple wrong chords where there were supposed to be single notes. This whole thing shocked me and I bit another piece of my tongue off.

Funeral

I was in a dream where apparently my dad died of cancer. I was in a school field with Asuka and my brother. By the side of the school field was a grassy incline, really steep. we followed everyone going to the field down it. Asuka kept giving me all these candies. I just kept eating them until I woke up.

Lucid

I was exploring an abandoned house with someone from youtube Omar. Forgot how I got lucid. We went into a basement and I kept trying to convince Omar it was a dream. He must have realized eventually because he vanished right in front of me probably waking up from the dream. I woke up as well shortly after.

Work related

Had a dream that I quit my job. Can't remember why only that I was kind of upset about it. Later outside I kept using a plastic bag to propel me into the air flying. I kept circling above the mcdonald's. There were a couple of onlookers who seemed amazed.

2017, 11-14

The Dark Tower – Missed Contact

I am with Roland, Eddie, and Susanna. I look around to see where we are. Roland, Eddie, and Susanna have been making a journey. I am not sure where they are going, but they’re following a path of distraction. I start remembering. This path of distruction was left by Bearzilla, the giant cyborg bear. They seem to be having difficulty with pushing Susanna in her wheelchair. I think maybe I have an idea. They stop, and I hear Roland talking about Susanna getting a piggyback ride. She really seems to hate that idea. I see Roland has a harness on his back that it looks like someone could ride in. I catch up to them and say I have a possible alternative. A sentient Witchblade can form into weapons and armor, why not legs? I reach into the pockets inside my robes and pull out a Witchblade. It looks like a simple bracelet right now. Everyone is wondering how I managed to get there without any of them knowing. Especially Roland. I hold out the Witchblade to Susanna. I tell her that can help. She says she doesn’t see how a bracelet can help her walk. I tell her to put it on, and it will show her.

While she is sitting in her wheelchair, Susanna slips the Witchblade onto her wrist. It tightens there so that it is firm but not uncomfortable. I tell it to give her legs. The Witchblade forms into armor. But the armor continues and forms complete legs where Susannah’s end in stumps. Everyone around is completely amazed. I tell her it might take some getting used to these new legs. She may need to learn to use them first. I’m not sure how it will feel. She sits there and looks at her legs for a minute, and then moves one of them. She lifts her right leg and stares at the Witchblade foot. She tries to get up from the wheelchair. It is clear that she’s not very stable on the Witchblade legs. Eddie comes over to steady her. With Eddie for support, Susanna takes the first few steps that she has taken for many years. I pull two more Witchblades from my pocket. I gave one to Eddie and one to Roland. I told them that they may not need assistance in walking, but it will still form armor or melee weapons if they need them. I think they’re about to ask some more questions, but the dream has been a pretty short one, and I wake up.

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It seems like it is later in the same dream, but I woke up a little bit in between. I am in a small area where Eddie and Susanna are huddled together on one side of a nearly extinguished campfire, and Roland is on the other. Roland seems very restless. Is tossing and turning, and talking in his sleep about Jake. He keeps calling to Jake as if he thinks the boy will answer somehow. He does not seem sane. I assume it is the paradox. Susanna asks if Eddie thinks they should wake him up to get him out of the nightmare? Eddie says he wouldn’t dare. He points over at gun that is lying on the ground not far from Roland’s hand. I told them that I will do it. They do a double take, looking up at me. I repeat I will help Roland, even if he shoots me it wouldn’t hurt me. So I quietly go over to Roland. I even levitate a little bit off of the ground so I won’t make even a sound. I get so close to him that I’m whispering in his ear. The song My Last Breath by Evanescence. “Hold on to me, love. You know I can’t stay long. All I wanted to say is I love you and I’m not afraid. Can you hear me? Can you feel me in your heart?” As the song continues, Roland seems to calm down. Finally as it is ending he relaxes completely. I believe his dreams are now gone. His sleep is dreamless. I tell Eddie and Susanna that he should be OK now for a while. And soon this paradox will be resolved. And then I wake up.

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I am with Roland and the others again. This time we‘re just sitting and talking. Some of the talk is about the Witchblades, where I try to explain some things about them. That they have minds of their own and will respond to unseen threats and they also respond to their wearer’s mental commands making them like an extension of the wearer’s body once they’re fully adapted to each other. Then Roland starts talking about MoSh. He asked if I know my friend was there earlier? He says that MoSh was there with them earlier, and he is certain that moSh has had formal training as a gunslinger. I tell him I did not realize that MoSh had been there. I ask him what happened? He said he and MoSh were talking, then they found a nest of weird mechanical things that attacked them. He says that even his old teacher Cort would have been impressed by MoSh’s shooting. I ask him for what details he can remember. I tell him that since this is a dream state for us, sometimes we have trouble remembering. Anything that I can tell MoSh might help him remember.

Roland says they were traveling along the path that the bear had left when they heard strange mechanical noisees. He said he and Eddie went to check it out. He said they saw was six little robots moving around in a circle. There were a lot more around them, but they all appeared to be dormant. He said that Eddie started shooting the little robots. He says Eddie shot all but one of them. The last one was coming at them, right as Susanna came over to see what was going on. Eddie took that one out as it was attacking Susanna. Eddie was getting pissed off at Roland because he thought Roland had left Susanna in danger. And while Eddie was getting pissed off, a couple of flying things attacked them. Roland says he shot those easily. Roland says MoSh came up to them and asked if there was a problem? Before Roland could answer, a whole flock of flying things attacked. There were so many of them that it took all four of them shooting to get them all before someone got attacked. He says he did not see MoSh miss even once. I tell him that that’s good, and I hope that MoSh will remember this when I tell him. I also hope I will remember this so that I can tell him. Roland says he is very interested in this method of travel we seem to have. This dream travel. I tell him that’s hard to explain. And I don’t have a chance to try before I wake up.

This was a part of before yesterdays dream.

I was laying on a bed somewhat aware it was a dream but I felt kind of odd. It felt like there was a little girl and older women(30s?) Inside of me. "I feel like I'm three people"I said out loud. But just as I was about to get up the dream shifted.

I was mindlessly watching a scene unfold in a Inyuasha setting. It was morning and there was people in indigenous garments with patterns sitting by a bar table and observing their clothes. The scene than went to Inyuasha who was sitting near the tree next to kagome who looked like a mesh of kikiyo and haru from Rurouni Kension. But when sango came back with Maroku, kagome got up and shot an arrow on a ivory treasure on the ground. She than began to cheer on a man who was trying to complete a challenge. "Kagome? She never cheers anyone on. She's not acting like herself today". The group than continued to watch her concerned.

Nightmare

I was in a house with two guys who were running around and messing up the place for fun. Suddenly I ended up coming across a pill bottle that could talk and wanted me to overdose on it. I stopped it from flinging pills into my mouth, than it took its own pills and began to lose conscience. I told the guys that since I was lucid I would revive the thing and make a happy ending. One of them seemed excited about the outcome but than the other guy went to the kitchen and began chopping fish clumsily while laughing. After I revive the pill thing, the other guy joined him and while they started chopping nothing one lunged at his wrist and the other at his own stomach.The place than began to be slightly flooded by black liquid as the bigger one pressed his ripped wrist towards me to feel. Uncomfortable by their excitement I tried to change their personality but the dream shifted.

I was now looking at a lamp thinking I had woken up. But in the lamp wire a blue ball of energy began to flow. Seeing this I became scared that a fire would ensue. I unplugged it unsure if I would get electrocuted than felt the room temperature get hotter from an angle. Hearing the ambulance scared me more.

Another false awakening happened. But when I tried to turn on the lamp the light switch broke. I than looked to my side and saw a big wooden dresser and another bed to the side of it. Looking to the slightly open door I became frightened and asked to wake up. I woke up after that.

Fell asleep at: 10:43 PM

Woke up at: 6:00 AM


Dream:

Looking up random crap on my laptop, I begin to have thoughts of deja vu, "What if this is a dream?" I thought to myself. "That's ridiculous." I also pondered. But, I had to confirm my suspicions somehow. The internet is already a weird and, frankly, terrifying place, anything that seemed odd could be interpreted as 'expected'. So I just told myself I was dreaming, and I was.


Nothing specifically tipped me off to the nature of the dream itself. I just went with my 'gut instincts', luckily those gut instincts were correct. People didn't act like they should in the dream, places that I had never even seen before were just outside my neighborhood, but I digress.


I got up from my bed, when I realized that my vision was utter garbage. I told the dream to improve my vision, but to no avail. I try again, no dice. I went towards my desk and grabbed a comically oversized and uncomfortable pair of glasses, which helped a little bit. Then I try to fly. I begin to vibrate aggressively for a couple seconds before blasting through the roof. Somehow, I end up back in my room, unscathed and just as anxious.


My sister and her boyfriend open the door. I tell my sister ecstatically, "(No I'm not giving her name away), you're in a DREAM!!" She rolls her eyes (Of course), and her boyfriend just sorta shrugged it off. My other sister is also there, but for some odd reason, she's pregnant (This isn't the case in waking life). We walk out on the town upon my request.


There's this security guard lady who's checking people into a large building. She lets everyone else go and I go last. I try to phase through the gate, ubt she checks me in just as the gate opens for me. So, that didn't go so well.

We wind up in this train station/mall type area with a boatload of people all around. I try to follow my sister and her boyfriend through the crowded building, but increasingly lose distance. Then, out of the blue, a lady carrying a bazillion shopping bags and an overloaded shopping cart, all of which say "That's The Joke", comes barreling by.

I wake up right after that.



Notes:

1. This is actually the first extended lucid ream I had. Ever. It lasted about 20 or so minutes long and I didn't need to perform even one reality check along the way.

2. I kept the same level of lucidity throughout, and just sorta went along with the dream. I think it might've been a layer 2 or 3 lucid dream, which is astounding for me.

I had this dream a while ago. I was walking through a mall with some friends when I happened across what appeared to be an upscale dinner theatre. The theatre walls were a golden color and the carpet had a very festive pattern to it. The big screen was framed to look like a fancy stage theatre. Instead if seat rows there were round dinner tables with white tablecloths, obviously there were chairs, plates, and, of course, the standard cutlery. I remember seeing a sign at the entrance. The sign read, "Todays screening: The Thoughts That Our Smiles Have." I walked in and saw what was on screen. It was literally just a bunch of close up shots of people's smiles. There was an editing filter to make it look like a super 8 film. The truly strange thing was that everyone was standing. No one was actually watching the film, they were all standing by their seats and staring right at us with these really wide grins on their faces. They were all dressed in formal attire, they didn't blink...their faces were perfectly static. It was so unsettling.

We carefully made our way through the theatre. I remember that we were trying to move through it and get to the exit door on the other side. We stopped halfway and kept our backs against the wall. The lights got dimmer. Everyone was still staring at us with those wide grins. I remember the soundtrack that was playing during the screening. I heard it the moment I walked in. The lyrics made me very uneasy.

"Smiling is fun. Smiling is fun. Not to smile is illegal. Smiling is fun."

The singer was female and she had an alto pitch. That last line, "not to smile is illegal" is what got us. These people may have had smiles on their faces but we just knew that they were hostile. They were scrutinizing us...looking for a reason to take us down. I just knew they were. It is here that I became lucid. There was a tall white man standing next to me. Like all the other men, he was in a tux. His hair was brunette and his smile creeped me out the most (probably because he was closer to me than the others). In compliance with the song, we put on our biggest grins. I had a feeling that that's what these people wanted from us. They wanted us to smile like them. But we knew that it wasn't enough. They didn't just want us to look insanely happy, they wanted us to be insanely happy. I looked at the man next to me and showed him my smile, in the hopes that I could fool him into believing that I was like him. In spite of his rigid grin, I could tell that he wasn't fooled. I don't know how I could tell but I could. His grin was unwavering, while mine was painful and twitchy I think he could see that...they all could.

We knew we had to get out of there fast! While doing our best to maintain our unnatural grins, we made our way to the exit on the other side of the theatre. I turned towards the screen and that's when I saw the most unsettling figure yet. He was the only one sitting. It was a big light orange monster with incredibly long and sharp teeth. He had jet black eyes and was looking right at us just like everyone else. He too was smiling. As we moved through the theatre I noticed that everyone was slowly walking towards is. They had us all but surrounded, still wearing those creepy-ass grins. This was it, we had been found out. "Fuck this," I thought, "I'm out."

I woke up and was glad to be awake.

I composed the song I heard in this dream. I didn't record the lyrics but I got the melody down. I think I'll create a playlist of all the songs I've heard in my dreams. https://soundcloud.com/ghostchild191/rictus

With using the WILD guide of kingoyshi I had...a DEILD.
Low lucidity still ,my recall improved a bit .
I was in a suburban area then I got on a bus and talked with my friends ,I wasn't really lucid , but I knew that I'm in a dream and that lingered in my mind through the dream. I didn't know what do I want to do or why. I will make a list of goals.

Upon becoming lucid I started to observe the details ; apparently the dream wasn't greatly vivid, but it was still fascinating how complex a dream is . I also observed that I have a mildly bad vision which I tried to fix by focusing and twisting that "key" in my head that I imagined there, that seemed to improve my vision for a moment but it was useless.

At the majority of my dream I was sitting on a bus , observing , there was me ,my friends and a few guys with weird faces, one of them had dead yellow eyes and wasnt really moving, or doing anything at all. Then I mentioned to my friends that this is a dream and that I have powers here. They were denying it naturally, to which I said I can levitate objects with the force.
Then we got out of the bus. We were in a random street I dont clearly remember.
They gave me something , a box I think, placed it on the floor , and so I did my thing: Levitated that thing, then one of my friends telepone, spun it in the air then threw it somewhere ; they were suprised and started hollering .

And that was it

So , now I'm off to write my list of goals .

Had a lucid dream this morning. I don't know if it was via MILD or this meditation technique I'm playing with. The meditation technique is Sam Harris' "Imagine you have no head" meditation. Anyway, I find myself in a lucid dream in the usual spot, outside of my house. It was raining heavy. I turn my face up to the sky and attempt to part the clouds with my dream control. No budge. A small rift of blue appears. Why is it always cold, wet and raining my lucid dreams?

2017, 11-03

Pull the Demon From Inside

I remember dream. It started out that I was with Alicia at her house. We were looking through stuff they got at a yard sale. There are old purses, books, wallets, and other crap. I start looking through the wallets. Alicia and her mom want to know if any of them are in good enough shape to resell. I open one wallet and find lots of money was left in the wallet by accident. I figure it is not Alicia’s, not her mothers, so whoever finds it first gets to keep it. I take the money out of the wallet and slip it into my pocket. Alicia apparently she thinks I’m going to spend the night tonight. I am OK with that until she mentions that she has to get up at 4 o’clock the next morning. She and her mother are going on a trip, and they have to get a really early start. I tell her if she’s getting up at 4 o’clock in the morning I won’t be spending the night. She seems surprised and disappointed. She says I will have to take care of her pets. She hands me a little cage that has both a hamster and a gerbil in. They are both very cute. I go outside to find my car, but it is not there. I look around and find out someone has moved it and it is now parked on Alicia’s front lawn. I realize I forgot something, so I go back in the house to get it. When I go through the door the entire dream changes.

I am now in a long narrow hallway. It is so dark, the shadows seem almost solid. This is not Alicia‘s house. I walk down the hall, not sure where to go. I pinch my nose and find I can still breathe. I am dreaming. The hall seems to go on forever. I finally reach a room at the end of it. There is a woman in the room. She turns and looks at me. It’s like there’s a shadow over her. She tells me welcome to the nightmare. I tell her it is a dream, but no nightmare. I tell her it is my waking existence that is the nightmare. She laughs, although there’s no mirth in it. It sounds weird. I remember what I am here to do. I have to use a song to get a demon out of this woman, it’s Asuka. I had been thinking about a song by Device called Penance, so I use it. “I can make the nightmare go away, I can pull the demon from inside. I can make the nightmare go away, and save you from this and endless night.” Asuka, stands there and listens. Her eyes turn weird. They turn a solid black as if they were empty holes that lead oblivion. When the song is over, she speaks again. She is not talking in her own voice. It is a weird gravely evil voice, and it says that if I think that is going to bring it out then I am a fool. But I don’t see any reason to sit here and argue with a demon. I have another song in mind.

“I came here by day, I left here in darkness, and found you. Found you on the way. And now, it is silver and silent. It is silver and cold. You in somber resplendence I hold.” The song is called Silver and Cold, and it is by a band called AFI. That stands for A Fire Inside. The demon woman just looks mildly amused at this new song. I continue it. “Your sins into me, oh my beautiful one, your sins into me. As a rapturous voice escapes I will tremble a prayer, and I beg for forgiveness. Your sins into, your sins into me. Oh my beautiful one.” The demon just repeats that it’s not going to work, but it’s voice sound distant and Hollow. So I just continue the song. “Light, like a flood her with wings, I feel your hollow voice rushing into me as your longing to sing. So I, I will paint you in silver. I will wrap you in cold. I will lift up your voice as I fall. Your sins into me, oh my beautiful one.”

It looks like there is a dark cloud trying to tear out of Asuka, it is holding on, but it it’s not going to hold on for long. “I’ll fall asleep for you, I only ask you turn away. I’ll fall asleep for you, I only ask you turn, as it leaves into me, my beautiful one. Your sins into me.” So now I absorb the whole dark cloud out of Asuka and into me. It feels bitterly cold, but beyond that I don’t notice any effect. Asuka seems worried that I pulled it into myself. I tell her that this will not be a problem, because my soul already belongs to Jesus. The light energy will purge it out. This song is What I’ve Done by Linkin Park. “Let mercy come, and wash away what I’ve done. I faced myself, to cross out what I’ve become. Erase myself, and let go of what I’ve done. I’m for given what I’ve done.”

I got lost while walking around my town. I kept walking north until I wandered outside of my mental map. I walked past some houses and into the garage of one house. I was going to call somebody or try to find someone with a road map so that I could find my way home. When I walked into the garage the dream scene started to shift.

I was now at a resort. The resort was built inside of a canyon in the desert and had this sort of oasis feel to it. Between the different buildings that held restaurants, lounges, casinos and suites ran water which cascaded over artificial waterfalls and palm trees grew from beside the artificial ponds and lakes. My father appeared and started yelling at me because my professor was angry with me and I became lucid. I left him alone and ignored him and headed into the hotel.

I walked into a lounge room near the Bar and saw Marcus (back in his human form) and Jack standing with a large group of people. Marcus was giving a speech but he stopped talking and introduced me to the people he was talking to. He was wearing a gray striped jacket with vertical dark gray stripes and gold buttons. He pulled one of the buttons out and a blue hologram appeared; very Star Wars Esque.

Someone pointed out that it did indeed look like a holo-projector from Star Wars and then everyone started talking about Star Wars. The dream scene changed to a star wars battle happening above a blue planet with white clouds. There were these weird ships involved in the battle that had running tracks and loops on them and Sonic the Hedgehog was running around on the ships during the battle and I was controlling him for a bit. For some reason Sonic could get a power up that gave him a Master Cheif helmet. Anakin Skywalker came out and killed Sonic with his lightsaber and captain Rex came into the scene and got mad at him saying he had important information and that they needed him alive.

Meanwhile, Guy Moore and Thomas from Daft Punk appeared and started a 2v2 fistfight with Amit and Erez from Infected Mushroom on the bridge of a Star Destroyer. One of them fumbled into the controls and steered the ship to ram into another small ship. I lost the dream and woke up.

Abandoned house

I was exploring an abandoned house with youtubers. Pretty sure Moe sargi was there. I became lucid when someone was there who shouldn't... Jamie Staples a youtube poker player. I kept telling him it was a dream. I also commented how he just seems to run particularly good. We wander around the house more and the dream ends.


Fight

I was in a japanese style house. Some woman that may have been asuka was swinging a samurai sword at me. I kept dodging and somehow got it from her. I kept swinging and swinging. pretty soon all I noticed was an old style japanese shoe on the ground that was cut up, but the woman was gone. Another woman was watching from a distance. I felt terrible that I may have killed the woman with the sword. I started screaming.

Morning of October 31, 2017. Tuesday.



The dream state induction symbolism here is water flowing in (most common). The waking transition symbolism here is water lowering over time and “return flight” waking symbolism (most common; over twenty percent of regular dreams and about ninety percent of all dreams). Dream state induction symbolism and waking transition symbolism are inherent to the dream state itself based on the real-time dynamics of going to sleep, being unconscious, and waking, and is unrelated to real life or the inventive untruthfulness of “interpretation”. These forms of induction and waking transition factors have occurred at least once per day for over fifty years. The water induction and reduction is biologically based on the glymphatic system and the flight-related symbolism is based on the reticular activating system (RAS) and inner ear dynamics during sleep (especially as a factor relating to the fictitious dream body as being upright while the real physical body is lying down, which is what causes most falling dreams and is unrelated to the deception of “interpretation” or cruelly fabricated “meaning” to negate someone’s livelihood under the oppression of disinformation - in fact, if you watch a baby sleeping and a noise occurs in some cases when they are in the dream state or when air blows on them, especially their face, they will throw up their arms and automatically briefly maintain a falling position - not to mention the common term “falling asleep” - how could people miss this?).

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Stepping into a beach scene in late afternoon (a very common lucid entry simply because I like the beauty of the ocean and the liminal space of the beach, which symbolizes the state between dreaming and waking), a young version of Zsuzsanna in black lingerie approaches on a black horse. The essence of beauty increases and is appreciated. Zsuzsanna is with me in an extended love-making scene. My lucidity decreases to semi-lucidity though my conscious self identity remains intact. Sexuality symbolizes…wait for it…sexuality (oh snap), at least in lucid and semi-lucid dreams, because, well, that is what I unconsciously will via conscious self identity (it is not rocket science).

Over time, after indulging in sensuality for seemingly a long time, the usual water lowering event as a waking precursor “timer” (common since around age four) commences. (Among other analogies, this directly represents the tidal analogy of the glymphatic system.)

We have somehow teleported, while on our sides, to a field of knee-high grass adjacent to the beach we had just been on. In the distance, I see a red combine harvester approaching, but not that close to our location. “Oh-oh,” I say, but with somewhat of a comedic mocking of the semi-lucid dream content.

A change occurs where some of the ocean water nearest the beach is topped with ice. I see what I think is a helicopter and I assume it is the flight symbolism (end marker) out of my dream. Instead, my dream does not decay but transitions to being slightly more vivid again. “It’s a snowmocopter,” I say, noticing that it is actually a snowmobile (though was a helicopter that changed into the snowmobile).

I sit down on the snowmobile and do some sort of kick start maneuver with my left foot as if I was on a motorcycle. As I am doing this, the preconscious (as an unfamiliar young male) sneaks up from behind me. Some sort of strange teleportation occurs again, and I am standing and watching the preconscious on the snowmobile (as I am standing on the left of the snowmobile), and he is now trying to start it. “Well, that thing ain’t gonna fly,” I say, as he looks amused, as I laugh myself awake.

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2017, 10-30

The Exorcism of Asuka

I am in a house that I do not recognize. I look around to try to figure out where I am. The house basically looks normal, except it is dark. The shadows are darker than they should be. I also don’t like the feeling I get while I’m here. Like something is watching me. I start looking around to figure out what is going on. I leave what looks like the living room and go into a kitchen. I still don’t recognize it. I hear a strange noise from behind me. A strange noise, weird clicking noise like I heard first on the movie called The Grudge. The sound is creepy, but I want to know what is making it. It sounds like it is in the living room where I just left. I go back into the living room. Now the shadows seem even darker. And some of them are moving. One of them moves and grows and takes shape. It takes the form of a woman crawling on the floor. She is the one making the Grudge noises. And she also seems to be able to turn her head at a completely unnatural angle. I am thinking that maybe she needs healing. I remember thinking that in the movie The Grudge only the ghost of the husband was evil, the others were corrupted by his evil. They got corrupted when he murdered them. So now would be a perfect time to purge that darkness out of her.

As she gets closer to me, instead of running out of the room like a lot of people do, I focus on the song Touch My Heart from the Devil Hunter soundtrack. The music plays in the room, and pillar of light energy surrounds the Grudge woman. She seems to float off the ground as if the energy was lifting her. The light energy from this song also purges the shadows from every corner of the room. And I have a feeling that the light energy doesn’t stop there, it is cleaning out the entire area. As the song ends, the woman is set gently back down on the ground. For a minute she is still laying there, and I cannot see her face. I am hoping that she is OK. I go over to help her if she needs it, and when she looks at me I recognize her now. Now she looks like Asuka. She gets up off the floor looking rather confused. I ask her if she’s OK? She says yes, she is. She says she just… and hesitates here… tripped. I wonder if she has no recollection of acting like the Grudge woman.

I ask her if she remembers that, or if she remembers my song. She says I just got there. She looks around and says the place looks dirty. I tell her it might need some more cleansing. She was going totally Grudge woman around here. She doesn’t seem to know what I’m talking about. I’m wondering if it is gone, or if it just retreated? I am thinking she might need another healing spell. Just to be sure. I focus on the song Full Moonlight this time. This is also from the Devil Hunter soundtrack. This song creates a glowing orb in the center of the room, it looks like the moon. Size of this orb expands and fills the room. It then continues to expand beyond that. It is not solid, so it has no effect on the physical objects or people in the room. Once the song is over I noticed that the room looks a lot better. It looks as if someone has just given it a really good cleaning. I ask Asuka if she’s feeling OK? She pauses for a bit, and then says she is. She says she’s feeling OK, just a little tired. I comment that she might need some rest after having that dark energy in her. She says that might be a good idea. She turns to go upstairs, and about the same time I wake up.

#516 - OBE - 3:00AM

I find myself just chilling in a quasi-SP space in deep thought. Suddenly it occurs to me to try to have an OBE. I feel vibrations as I deepen my relaxation and focus my awareness. In a few seconds I transition and swim away into the void. I need some visualization so I imagine swimming in water. I am in a deep pool with distorted sunlight filtering. A deep feeling of joy and peace washes over me. I stay here for as long as I can. I wake up remembering that we are more than our physical bodies.

I was somewhat aware it was a dream and driving with a faulty break pedal. I wanted so badly to stop but I forgot about the emergency break and wanted to go home.(focused on the mechanics of the car more than the dream people I almost ran into) I recall going through a obstacle course, passing stop lights, avoiding crowds and eventually parking next to home where a man was stopping drivers. Lastly with the other drivers I looked at a rack with hanging rope accessories that represented each one of us.


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