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2nd February 2022

Fragment:

A bit like DSP, travelling to a mini water planet orbiting a larger regular planet. I remember trying to build something, though finding it difficult because of not having much terrain to build on initially. Throughout this dream I recall a nice sense of scale and somewhat strange proportions with regards to perspective.

Dream:

Statue of Liberty arriving in bits for assembly, in several barges/boats. There's a wait for more parts to arrive. Some narration describing what's going on? Some ships are taking more months than they should be taking at sea and others are ending up at nearby docks, but still distant from where they should actually be arriving at.

The pieces of the statue are all already turned green. I mostly see all of this from distant or aerial views. Then I see a giant zombie rising from the ocean. It/he isn't hostile but is reckless and sinks at least one ship that happens to be in his path. I vaguely see red glowing eyes?

Eventually the entire scale of the dream decreases and instead of a large New York bay, the scene is now a street or room, with no trace of water or having been wet. The zombie is here and is childlike, both in size and behaviour; he's trying to communicate in some way, but not with language, as he doesn't seem capable of it.

There's a living child nearby, not sure if a boy or a girl. This child is curious about the zombie and wants to interact or play with him but some nearby adults or parents are very apprehensive and worried about the zombie child and want to keep the living child away, despite the fact that the child doesn't seem frightened or anything.

The zombie child seems to have been able to communicate that he wants an engineer or electrician, for something to do with electricity.


5th February 2022

Fragment:

Something about having the key to the car and driving around. H is in the passenger seat and we go via some mountainous areas which makes H critique my driving, though I comment that he hasn't been a passenger in a while either. Point of view shifts a few times, between first person and aerial views? Something blends with sci-fi or space context.


Notes:

- All throughout the dream with the zombie, there was a very grungy, gritty and generally dark or overcast mood to everything. Everything felt desaturated apart from a few details like the red eyes and the green of the statue's plating.

- The zombie figure is very clearly lacking specific skills that relate to consciousness but seems to make up for them through keen intuitive and primal instincts with regards to communication. His intents were never clear from the start apart from the fact that there was no open hostility, just a sort of single-minded tunnel-vision.
-- There are some other clear elements of unconsciousness about the zombie character, such as the fact that he rises suddenly from the ocean, such as thoughts or images that cross the threshold of consciousness but that do not yet make themselves clear or which have their own nature.
-- The giant attribute made me feel a mix of excitement, arousal and concern, as has always been common for me with such themes, a lot of the time. The fact that the character was undead added to the element of concern.

- Through most of that dream, I felt mostly detached from everything, like I was mostly there as an observer, though in the second half of the dream I felt more present.

we visited an old friend's house who also runs a boarding kennels, and we saw the old friend, apparently it turned out they liked vinesauce (we also had a sleepover)

their lands was significantly developed since we last saw them, there was arcade machines in a section dedicated to and a bagatelle-like one vaguely themed around football where the ball kept getting stuck and changing colour.

I slept through the night and passed out, waking up on the floor

I also saw one of the most complicated shower heads out there, it was as long as my forearm and had multiple stream types. I tried to use it to wash out a bathtub that had bathwater that smelled faintly of body odor.

eventually we went to this fare where there was some flooded brown slides, didn't look that fun to go on.

Overall, this dream didn't appear to be the most stable, maybe the dreammakers were fighting again.

Date of Dream: FRI 25 DEC - 2020



Dream No. 796 - My Grandpa Is Going To Get Me

When the dream started off, I seemed to be at a distorted version of Waverley Gardens shopping centre, it looked very different to real life. As I was still shuddering at the sight of the elevator, I called Riku for an extra practice. Riku just came but the scene changed before we could get in.

The dream was now playing in my driveway. My whole family was there including my deceased grandfather. Some of my family members acted normal, other’s didn’t, and then there was my grandfather. He was comprehensively and consciously intent on murdering me. This time I knew I had to call Riku and did so fast. However, Riku wasn’t coming quick enough and my grandpa was slowly, frighteningly, following me down the driveway. When Riku did come, I quickly but quietly urged us to get away. Once we were far enough away from my grandpa, I also noticed that Sora came.

Riku (KH3) was wearing some plain white business shirt with his normal short hair. He had tossed me up onto his back and this time there were no gravity problems, only some minor slipping but not too much to make it feel uncomfortable. Riku was wearing a shirt, but when he carried me, it was made to look like his KH1 clothes. As I was down on the ground next time, we had to arrange another carry as my grandfather was coming after me a second time, and this time a little bit faster.

A little bit down the court, Riku put Sora on his back, and then I got on Sora’s back. However, the weight distribution wasn’t good as Sora is smaller than me, so I would have fallen off. So I suggested that I’d be on Riku’s back, and I’d let Sora be on my back. I also said this because I felt like relaxing more on Riku. The arrangement was quickly changed and we went off before my grandfather could have any other chances to get at me. This time around, there were no carrying issues, and Riku felt the most comfortable ever. I can’t remember anything else about this dream.



Dream No. 796
Dream Guide: Riku
Lucid?: No

I'm in a hospital. My brother and his girlfriend are there too. The place is very crowded. Hayden is my girlfriend somehow, and she's on a hospital stretcher, presumably being treated for something. She notices me and we kind of cuddle (me standing over her), as she's clearly recovering well. In another scene I enter a different room (kind of a very crowded break room at the hospital). I notice one of the people sitting alone at a table is Sylar. His presence startles me, but I realize he doesn't recognize me because this is the past and we haven't met yet. Then I realize he's likely there to kill Hayden. I rush to where I left her, and notice she's gone. I feverishly start looking around and asking staff where she is, hoping to find her before Sylar does. I liked this dream when I woke up, as I felt a genuine sense of caring about a romantic partner, something I've never had and never will. I would have done anything for her.

In the next dream, I am Jack Quaid (actor) playing a character. I'm hanging on the side of a helicopter or VTOL, flying along the coast of a subtropical city, likely Miami. I look up and see Nazi fighter jets flying in formation above us, then suddenly vanishing. I realize the Nazis, who won the war, have grown so advanced that by this alternate 2022 they've developed fighter jets that can literally turn invisible. I have visions of the world map. The Nazis have taken over the whole world, united under a new kind of cult called "The Black Hand" (their symbol a black handprint). Only one continent is free from their influence. The world's last hope. Our VTOL circles a skyscraper, and I fall out of the VTOL, attached only by the belt through a rope. As the VTOL starts losing control in a spiraling motion, I am crashed through the skyscraper (!!!). Finally I am detached and I fall down. As I smack into the ground (well, a lower part of the building), it is revealed that the character (seeing in third person now) is just an actor surrounded by a full camera crew. The Nazi universe is a new TV show being filmed. I'm on the set myself now. Jack walks off the set, and I congratulate him on his performance. He laughs, saying it was an insane scene.

For some reason, Saturday nights are always the best for me with dreams. It's probably the least stressful night of the week for me, plus I sleep the most.

The Bigfoot Children Dream:

I was a science counselor at a summer camp, named Ben. There were dangerous Bigfoots running around the campground, but they were disguised as humans, and I was very afraid of them. I decided to switch from being a counselor to studying astronomy or something (dream logic) to be safer from the Bigfoots.

This is the first dream I’ve ever had where I was not me. This was also non-lucid. I completely believed that my name was Ben and I was a summer camp science counselor at a place infested by Bigfoots disguised as human children. And I was switching to just studying science and not being a counselor anymore, because somehow this would protect me from the Bigfoots.

Seriously.

I had to pee, so I went to the bathroom and hoped to not get caught by the roving Bigfoots. So I was hiding but I was also peeing. The bathroom was weird as many of the stalls were connected.

I had a vague awareness that I could teleport, so I ended up in some cabin or room in the camp. I decided to go into my secret room, which was in an attic of some sort. A lady at the front desk encouraged me to hide. I floated up towards the ceiling, and bumped my head on it, but it didn’t hurt. I thought “of course, this section is blocked”, and I moved slightly and then floated up into a bedroom.

Oh and at some point I actually peed my pants during the dream. (When I woke up, I was extremely relieved to find that I did not pee myself IRL. Lol.)

I was laying in a bed with lots of warm blankets when I teleported into the room. It was daytime. It felt very comfortable, but I was worried about spiders in the room, because it was an attic after all. I pulled a wand out of my pocket, which was wooden, and I cast a magic spell, which was green. It was a cleaning spell. And there were no spiders in my bed. I think my tulpa was there, but not fully visible? Which is weird considering that I was not me in this dream.

I think I went to sleep there in that dream. When I woke up here, I was really confused as to why my ceiling wasn’t Ben’s for a brief moment. I still thought I was Ben for that brief second, waking up in my own bed in that cabin.

Other Things:

I've been reading about Astral Projection/OOBEs. The process to achieve these seems to be extremely similar to WILD. I have been trying it and I am often able to get myself into a conscious state of sleep paralysis. I can occasionally see things that aren't actually there. However, this state only lasts a few seconds before I get itchy or something and I wake up, OR I lose consciousness and fall asleep. I did this twice last night. One of the gifts -- and curses -- of being a light sleeper who wakes up multiple times a night. Let's be real though, it's almost 100% a gift, when you consider how badly I want to LD on command and make them as vivid as possible.

I guess those brief SPs could be considered LDs, as I knew what was happening. I actually think this is really helpful. If you are in SP and you start seeing things that aren't there, everything around you technically constitutes a dreamscape. Next time this happens, I'll see how much I can bend the environment to my will.

I have been trying to get back into lucid dreaming for a while now and I think it's starting to pay off because I had a profound and long lucid dream this morning. My favorite part is that my partner was in it with me the whole time because I summoned her early on.

I should note about my dream guide Juliana that she is also my tulpa now so we communicate nearly everyday. It has been wonderful! You can read more on how that happened here https://www.dreamviews.com/beyond-dr...ml#post2245163 Another thing is her appearance has refined a bit and she's not so tall. Just average height for a woman. Just mentioning that since I saw she was 6'2 in that potion dream with her.

For the last 3 months I have been dreaming of being in the virtual reality simulation the Oasis often. It comes from Ready Player One and it probably took over my dreams after I read Ready Player Two. Sometimes I even feel the headset on my head in otherwise normal dreams now. I enjoy these dreams and this is the best one yet.

02.12.2022
07:30 AM

Oasis Master (DILD)

I am in a first person shooter. Some sniper in a war torn country. I don't remember how I got lucid since the dream was long. Not long after I do I reach my right hand back and pull to the front of me my partner so they can enjoy the adventure with me! We realize quickly that I am wearing some sort of robes. The Robes of Anarok! They give superuser rights to anyone wearing them! This is going to be fun!

I teleporte us to Sector One and we find ourselves in a sureal area. The landscape is a forest but there are people everywhere wearing the most random avatars. One person is a twitch streamer doing some sort of event with a large entourage of psychedelic fans. We don't want to stay long here because it feels really quite scary but for some reason it gives me an idea. The way the simulation knows what is going to happen is coded into quests that the player characters sort of bring around with them. Maybe with some smart thinking we can speed run a quest and I know just the one to try.

I teleport us to third age Middle Earth and we find ourselves in a cave with Gandalf, Bilbo, and the Dwarves. I throw out a drone to record us and I ask Gandalf about Sauron. Gandalf begins telling the story while I begin weaving a spell with the Robes of Anarok. I wish I could remember more of how it worked it was very detailed in my memory until moments after I woke up.

After finishing the spell Sauron is defeated and the ring destroyed. My partner and I hear a special fanfare for beating both The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings quests! I see an invite to meet with the creator of the game pop up with a teleport attached.

We take the teleport and find ourselves in a mansion. There is a marble staircase above us and a balcony with a pool nearby. The creator of the game looks like, and has the same warmth as, Robin Williams. He is congratulating us on casting such a high level spell. My girlfriend is talking more as I get distracted and wander outside.

I get a second burst of lucidity and start to fly away but then I feel I don't have much time left. I fly back to my girlfriend and held her hand for the short while we have left with Robin Williams.

When I woke up and the ideas from the magic spell were still fresh I felt euphoric. The Robes gave me a confedence in my magic that I have never felt before. I will have to talk to Juliana about it. My next goal is to summon her again because though we can communicate while I'm awake she has a lot more room to be herself in dreams.

I was in my old school with my old friends that I am no longer in with any touch with because of the lockdowns. We were attending a class , It wasn't a wonky dream and everything appeared realistic . The teacher ordered all of us to move to the top floor in a single file. Me and one of the freinds walked out first and were nervous when no one followed us. They followed later , of course when the teacher urged them to and they were struggling to form a single file . they bumped into each and sent each other back because they wanted to stand just ahead or behind their friends and form groups. I did that too , got pushed behind and then pushed someone behind

It was fun , I thought to myself "Man , this is probably a dream but I want this to be real" and then I got the feeling of the dream . Its a pretty distinct feeling for me when I get Lucid . Feels like when you you are struggling with a math problem for a long time and it suddenly hits you how to solve it out of nowhere , It feels like you are "breaking out" . I pinched my nose and breathe through . Everything became clear . I didn't want to stray too far from the plot of the dream because I was enjoying it ( and didn't want to do anything too crazy because I am bad a stabilisation ) . The stairway was long , unending even , the line kept going up and up. I took the time to touch and gaze at the walls while going up , I could see the cracks and texture pretty well. by the time we reached the top , I was panting hard and out of breath . my legs hurt . The sensation too was very realistic . I sat down and the class was about to begin , I saw this as the perfect time to sneak out . I moved towards the back door , went out and no one noticed . it was dimly lit and empty room on the other side. I turned around , imagining a window behind me to summon it. I turned around again but it didn't work and the window wasn't there .

Then the dream just ended and I felt my body lying on the bed

29th November 2021

Very abridged, many details weren't retained after waking; this was a brief lucid involving a false awakening and the lucid part felt continuous and lasting several minutes.

Dream:

I am out and about in a place like old home. Reminds me of 98 and I am with mom maybe, and a group of kids. It's some kind of school trip. (mom is here as a teacher?) I cross some foot bridge thing. It's sunny. I then go into a cafe or shop place, somewhat dark and unlit, except by the bounced light from outside. There are a few dream characters here, there's a counter of some kind on the left side and the place is deep-ish, being long and relatively narrow more than anything else.

I start hearing my thoughts and they are very present. My thoughts tell me I'm dreaming and I confirm this in some way by interacting in some specific way with the people. For some reason, I still feel self-conscious, or like it's impolite to do anything right away, excusing myself and eventually going outside again. My memory in the dream feels decent and I perceive all the visual details vividly but physical sensations are faint.

As I walk between two buildings, I start feeling some kind of arousal but successfully repress it. Instead of letting myself give in to an urge of making myself grow, I start trying to fly. Unable to fly, I am more leaping in large bounds of varying gravity each time. At some point I lose a bit of lucid awareness but I realise this and so I regain some clarity. Eventually I slip away into non-lucidness again and "wake up" falsely, into some other dream segment.

Then I am in a sofa bed with S; she seems needlessly concerned, anxious. This looks like the room me and H have stayed in, when I've visited my parents; it feels like old home, anyway. Thinking I'm actually awake, I try to ignore her a bit and I take my phone out to write down my dream, starting on some detail. But I stop because I'm interrupted by H, who's prompting me to get up as he comes into the room. We discuss something about our day coming ahead.

(recall gap?) Still in the same place, I am playing some game? Something about the original DOOM. Then I realise it's 3PM somehow, and wonder why or how it got so late, kind of in shock. But I don't dwell on it very long. (missed a perfect cue here)

(recall gap)

In some kind of ship, something about a fridge and some chemicals, including screenwash?

Notes:

- I mostly repressed the urge for growing because I always end up feeling like lucidity makes me want to do sexual things, which is fine, but at the same time I also want to focus on other things. Many times I've tried falling asleep with painting, or even art in general, in mind as a lucid objective just in case I ever do become lucid, since it's rare for me.

- After I became lucid, I have some recall that after the two buildings there was a cityscape past a dip (river?) but also a sort of digital-looking existence, like in some old 2000s 3D cartoons. There was something bizarre and unusual about the background, anyway, as well as some other kind of foot bridge.

- The manner in which I became lucid was unusual, not that I have a great deal of samples to compare with.

01/19/22

I woke up around 5:00 with some indigestion. I had hoped to go back to sleep, but the indigestion kept me awake for around 45 minutes to an hour. During this time I looked at some memes and read the Bible.

Looking for the Dream Base Library

I think I might be getting better at WILDing, because I don't know if I ever lost my awareness from being awake. I think, maybe (vague memory) what I have been doing is imagining myself doing a nose pinch RC, and at some point find myself doing one. Anyway, at some point I find myself aware, and possibly do a nose pinch RC. I'm dreaming, or close to it anyway. I sit up in my "dream body", continuing to do a nose pinch RC now and then. I make my way to the front door so I can get outside and do something. I find that I don't have to worry about unlocking the door, I can just open it. I walk outside. At first I think to myself that I should try to go to Synthos again, but then I remember that I had a different plan. It seems to be a bit difficult to remember at first, but then I recall the Task of the Year, to build the Dream Base!

I had decided to work on the library. But how am I going to find it? I'm in a city. I think I just start walking with the idea in my mind of the Dream Base library. I might repeat "Dream Base library" to myself as I do so. At some point I begin to lose the dream (things go black anyway). I wait it out for a few moments, and the dream returns with me standing with my face against some obstruction hanging down from above. Someone is talking to me about how we aren't allowed to stand there staring at historic buildings (which is what I look like I'm doing, I guess). I continue my search.

I think I go into a building looking for the Dream Base library. It is some kind of a store. There are a lot of interesting things there, but it isn't the library. There is a small staircase to my left. I walk up this thinking maybe it will take me there. It seems to me it just ends after a couple of steps. I find a mirror, and think maybe I can use that as a portal. But I just keep seeing my reflection in it. Then I try to envision a portal below me and try to jump through it. Nope. I think about spinning, but I'm a bit worried I'll lose the dream if I do that. I find a blank space on the wall next to me, and try to imagine the Dream Base. Then I imagine that there is a door to my left that will lead me there.

I look to my left, and there is indeed a door. It's not quite like I imagined, but it's a door anyway. Behind it is a closet. Still not the library! Oh well, the door was supposedly going to take me to the Dream Base, so I look in the closet. There are two people with me now, possibly my nieces. We start rummaging around in all the things in the closet. Someone mentions that maybe we shouldn't mess with someone else's things, but I (or someone else) point out that it's my dream so it's all my stuff (it seems like I or they mentioned me in the third person - "All Sam's stuff").

I push some things aside, and just find a wall. There are some protrusions on the wall, like something was nailed there. I find a squarish one, and pretend that it is a button that will activate something (maybe an elevator?) to take us to the Dream Base library. It gives a little, acting like a button, and then the shelves that I have been searching start to detach from the wall. The shelves and floor that we have been standing on detach from their surroundings, and become part of a hidden elevator suspended in a somewhat darkened shaft.

The elevator can be controlled by cords that are hanging down next to us. We start descending, and somehow are aware that we are going deep into the Earth (I think), on the scale of miles (or possibly "years"). Somehow I increase the speed, and now it's possibly on the scale of hundreds of miles. Also, I lose the cord, and for a moment we don't have control of the elevator. But I think I will it to come back, or somehow get ahold of it (or a new one). I stop the elevator and wrap the cord around some sculpture-like thing next to us...

Here the dream recall is a little fuzzy, or else the dream itself skipped or something. We're on the elevator platform, and someone who has joined us is trying to get back on. There is a gap between where he is standing and where we are, and it seems that in order for him to cross this gap successfully there is a specific sequence of actions that we have to do. This involves him doing something, and me pushing on a protrusion in the sculpture next to me. It takes a couple of tries to get it right. But finally he's back on board, and we are reascending the elevator.

Here is the somewhat frustrating part - I seem to think at this point that I found the library. I thought I had in the dream, but now that I'm awake I don't remember it! But in the dream, I think to myself that I could just wake up now having succeeded in my mission. Instead though, I think it would be nice to go back to where I started, because there are people waiting for us there (or something like that) and it would be fun to return and tell them what happened. We ride the elevator upwards, and the kids turn around to see the scenery below us as we go up. There seem to be animals (monkeys?) off to the sides that are throwing things at us. We reach the top of the shaft, or at least the level of the closet. I think it would be interesting to see if the elevator would keep going up, but I get off at the closet.

I'm trying to get back to my starting point. I have an idea of which direction it is, and find that I can just force my way through doors and walls to head there. I don't quite recall what happened at this point...


Grocery Store Lucid

This might be part of the Dream Base dream, but I don't exactly remember.I'm in a grocery store now, lucid I guess. Someone is making an announcement about the lucid store, I don't remember exactly what it was. One difference between the dream store and waking stores is that the food is all in plastic bags instead of other packaging. Some other things happened, which may or may not have been lucid. At some point my mother was pointing out that it was "fish season", and I could get some catfish if I wanted. I had eaten too much fish earlier though, and fish didn't sound that good to me...Some time after this, I'm discussing this dream store with someone else. One thing I like about it is that I can eat all I want and never get filled up, since it's all dream food!

This was a good one. I slept a ton and that helped a LOT. I’m gonna have to list everything out. This journal is also going to be a bit censored compared to my private one.

1) Shortly after descending into hypnagogia, I started getting some sleep paralysis vibrations and a feeling of rising into the air. I saw a flash of cool-looking patterns, but my eyes were shut, so I saw them internally. Lots of colors and swirls and dots, very technicolor, very cool. I saw a flash of a video game character's face for a moment, which I somewhat willed to be there. It really felt like I was opening another pair of eyes. I then woke up and had to get a drink of water. I had only been asleep for a few minutes. I was essentially lucid, but at a low level of awareness.

2) nsfw and censored.

3) I woke up and went into vibrations again! I had a creepy sleep paralysis dream where all these huge eyes were floating above me. But a white tiger showed up, a character from my fantasy world, and he rescued me with a mighty roar. Everything frightening disappeared. Unfortunately, I either woke up or fell completely asleep after that.

4) I had a brief non-lucid dream which was also nsfw. Man. xD

5) I heard a faint scream in the middle of the night. Was definitely from sleep paralysis and not real.

6) I might’ve had a dream of taking a freezing cold shower, or it might’ve actually happened a few days ago when I was showering during a laundry cycle. Can’t remember. Maybe both.

7) This one is going to be fun. It started with a dream that I was on a tropical island. I was running with some middle aged dudes and one of their wives who was pretty, flirty, tan with dark hair and thin, and was (nsfw and censored actions are here lol). At some point she was (nsfw actions again, holy CRAP subconscious what is WITH you lmao). Lots of moms with strollers at the beach etc. We then were at a high point somehow, just me and her at first, looking down at the whole island at the height of a descending plane. I could see rainforest, rivers, white sand, the ocean and waves, and super fancy resort huts. I then realized that my tulpa was there as well, holding my right hand while the dream character woman held my left. We engaged our hovershoes which we suddenly had, and DROPPED! Then we engaged the fuel and stopped just before hitting the ocean! I believe I thought “I’m in my fantasy world right now!” which is why I thought to engage my hovershoes. The feeling of freefall was amazing. So was it lucid -- no, but it wasn't normal either. I didn't believe I was on earth. I believed I was in a real fantasy/magical world, which allowed me to summon hovershoes at will, so there was probably some faint degree of awareness there.

8) Next: Straight out of dream 7, I woke up, but I was sleep-paralyzed. It was powerful enough that I tried to move my dream hand separate from my physical hand. Believe it or not, it worked. I wanted to open my eyes and lift my whole dream body out of my main one for an OBE but a) I had the feeling that I’d wake up if I tried, and b) I could tell that I was gonna project myself directly into my room instead of the universe I wanted to go to. I tried to see the white tiger again and he was definitely there, but then my hand started to feel weird and uncomfortable (it was curled funny when I fell asleep). Then I woke up fully.

9) I tried to AP again one more time, at like 8:15 AM when I should’ve been awake. I was trying this method where my tiger friend was going to yank me out of my physical body and ascend straight into another universe. Well I felt him biting me on my neck, not hard or painful at all, just like a mom picking up her baby kitten. Unfortunately, the sensation was strong enough that I woke up. It was really cool though. Actually my neck still kind of feels it which is weird because I've been awake for around 90 minutes now. :O

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White Crustaceans

From Friday, 31 December 2021

Dream #: 20,101-04 (Last dream of last morning of 2021)

In an unknown location, I climb the side of a mountain in daylight with little effort. The view is beautiful as I see valleys and gorges under a blue sky.

After ascending a slope (and “walking with intent”), I arrive on flat ground and see small white crabs walking several inches apart in a line (as if marching with a human-like essence). I am unwary as the scene begins to seem silly.

A former Nazi concentration camp appears in an illogical elevated location on the other side of a barbed-wire fence. It seems abandoned. Areas between the groups of equidistant buildings are illogically too narrow.

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Lobsterpocalypse (Re-titled)

From Friday, 3 November 1972

Dream #: 2,146-09

Small white lobsters threaten human civilization, but my dream mainly implies people have to secure their homes and not go outside for a year or two. The area is undefined except for an unfamiliar library, a vacant field, a deep narrow gorge, and distant mountains.

The library is the only building in the narrative. I do not otherwise see evidence of a town. My dream self perceives the location as being in Florida, even though Florida does not have such landmarks as high mountains and deep gorges.

I explore the vacant field. Here and there, I see circular holes in the ground as if made for a barbecue. Piles of small white lobsters fill most of the shallow recesses. I am uncertain if they are alive. Someone might have cooked them. There is a vague feeling of nausea, but not predominant.

Tina L_____ (a girl from my school about my age) is at the unrecognized public library where I am. There is an implied fear at times, but it feels like we are pretending as I also perceive my dream’s narrative as a movie in progress. She pretends to have an Australian or British accent at times.

A few small white lobsters emerge from between books on the shelves. Most are at about chest level.

We need to leave the library and escape from the region because more will supposedly arrive. No one expresses any concern. They remain seated at tables or look for books on the shelves.

We will be “safer than anyone else” by taking a particular route. However, as we quickly walk easterly over the vacant field, our progress is halted by a deep narrow gorge. I see a raging river far below, but only barely visible because of the depth. Concern fades at this point as I choose to wake myself.

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My dream narratives primarily develop from familiar physiological causality but often include choices on what my dreaming experience will feature, with or without what people claim is “lucidity.”

Crabs and lobsters typically imply associations with my somatosensory phasing response to REM atonia when navigating the illusions of dreaming. The circumstances vary, from intuitively knowing I cannot maneuver my fingers (or toes) while sleeping (associations with a crustacean claw) to anticipated sensations relating to my hands. Coins occur far more often during this process (as I often intuitively summon them to vivify and sustain a dream), but an animal nibbling my fingers may also occur when protoconsciousness is predominant.

Vestibular-motor sensations are the predominant factor of causality, including flying (every sleep cycle since before I could read or write), slope navigation, navigating elevated spaces - and seeing a gorge or illogically low-set feature (such as a street far below a curb).

Both REM atonia (natural paralysis while sleeping), “drop anticipation” (with or without REM myoclonus), and the feeling my dream is ending influence narratives and outcomes.

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I been having a series of dreams lately. I couldn't remember because I always had to get up to go to the washroom when the dream was getting good.

Last night/early this morning - In the dream-it was more like watching a TV show or a movie a third person then my normal dreams which were in 1st person (it does switch to first person eventually)-an American brown hair girl somehow gets to Wonderland. I'm assuming she founds a town in Wonderland because this is where I start watching is when she's in a museum in what I presume is a town or city in Wonderland. The museum has pieces which have to do with Alice in Wonderland. The girl looks at the pieces (which are in glass cases) and she sometimes hear the pieces, sets, statues talk to her. I think one piece (well more of a mini set) was Mad Hater's house which talk to her. But every time she heard pieces talk she just thought it was herself going um crazy.

Some time passes and the next thing I know is that I believe the girl gets waken up in the museum by noise. She hides behind a case or was it a statue and she sees the shadow of another girl (a grown-up) talking to the pieces. I can't remember what the girl overhears the grown-up girl say, but its was enough to identify her as the grown-up Alice. So the brown-hair girl said when stepping out from behind the case , "So you're the real Alice?" The girl then asked hat are you doing here then?" Alice said "Someone told us.." the brown-hair girl said "Whose us?" and another brown hair girl (whom the first girl recognized as Wendy from Peter Pan) showed up "As Alice was saying a red-hair woman warned us that both Wonderland and Neverland are in danger. so we teamed up for it. Do you want to join us?" The brown hair girl said "sure".

I'm not sure what happened next but the very last part of the dream before I woke up is that I had became the brown-hair girl and I was at Tea Party at the real Mad Hatter's house but I was the only one NOT drinking tea. I was either drinking coffee (which is why I think she's American) or I was drinking hot chocolate maybe chocolate milk. Since it was as I was drinking my drink I woke up

Most of my dreams take place in my old school . I was sitting on a bench when a girl my age spoke to me . She was charming and I felt comfortable talking to her . I turned for a few seconds to talk with another friend . I turn back to her to see another girl . I remember thinking that I have never seen a blonde person before (which is true) . Both were blonde and had completely ruby eyes , yet they never come off as scary to me. I asked their names . One of their names started from E and another ones from K .

This was the first night since Wednesday that I wasn't up working all night. I had some sleep during the day and about 2 hours or so Friday morning, but this was my first full night's sleep. Actually, I slept on and off from about 3:00 yesterday afternoon until almost noon today.

I have also been doing dream journaling offline. I might just put more interesting dreams and lucids here.

Synthos is a city that I invented some years ago, with an intention of visiting it in my dreams. It has a somewhat cyberpunk atmosphere. A river separates two halves - the buildings of the one half are predominantly white, and this section of the city tends to be safe. I suppose that this is more the "good dreams" section of the city. Across the river the colors are darker, and the atmosphere is much more nightmarish.

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Synthos at Last!

I am doing something, and decide to do a nose pinch RC. I can breathe and conclude that I must be dreaming. I jump into the air, willing myself to levitate but also flapping my arms as though they were wings. This seems to help me fly, and I rise into the air. I look around at the scenery below me, and decide that I will try to go to Synthos (I have tried in the past but I don't think I have succeeded). I look around at the landscape and try to imagine the city, and then I start describing the buildings to myself and wait for things to change. In a moment or two, large buildings begin to appear in the landscape. They aren't quite the gleaming whiteness of how I imagined Synthos or as close together as an urban area, but it's a step in the right direction. This might be the outskirts anyway. I keep concentrating on the description of Synthos, and more and more large buildings appear. I am now flying above a decently sized town, and the buildings seem to be getting larger all the time. I glide in closer to a section of town. The buildings are still of a browner, brick-colored appearance, but my goal was Synthos so it seems likely that this is a part of that city. I can see some writing on one of the buildings (I might have been able to read a word or two, but I don't remember what it was.

Continuing to fly, I come across some water. This is like a large river, but it isn't running between two halves of the city at this point. I might be in a different section of town yet, though. The city is to my right, along the coast of what seems like an ocean now. I fly along and find a place between two tall buildings that looks fun to explore. There is a city street here, with buildings towering on either side (more stereotypically Synthos-ish now, though still not completely white). I land.

I'm looking at a wall, which has some kind of ornamentation on it. It appears to be miniature carvings of heads (presidents, I think?). I begin to worry about losing the dream, so I touch these carvings to try to anchor myself. I notice how they feel, and then I lick them (which sometimes helps to stabilize things). I walk to my right, and I think I turn a corner. But I think I'm losing the dream at this point...

Here I might have gone into the Void and tried to extract myself using the acceleration technique I have heard about. I don't quite recall what happened. I remember at some point that I thought I could move my waking body, and figured I must have lost the dream. But I also remember having another lucid dream, and it's possible that this led into it.

Through the ceiling
I'm in my room, I think. Somehow I become lucid. I rise into the air to fly. I go up to the ceiling, and decide to push through it. I have had trouble with this kind of thing before, but this time I strain against it and put a lot of strength into it. The ceiling gives way (I think I just rip it off entirely, instead of passing through it) and I'm outside. I remember seeing the gutters on the side of the house...

All the dreams this week weren't good.

Jamie 1

Jamie seemed mad at me. Telling me she's never going to talk to me again... I think I always knew that deep down. But one can hope.

Jamie 2

Some nights later Dreamed I saw her at a bar but she was avoiding me.

Map

I'm looking at map of where I live. There's a road east and west. South is Lethbridge. Under my town is shaded dark red. above the down is a lighter red. There are words describing each shaded region but I forget what. There is an icon on the east end of town it is a face of a native american with a red bandana. He looks sinister and the dream implies he's cursed this region. (IWL, It has been snowy and icy and I have called in at work too much not wanting to drive these roads. This dream was a day before the snowfall, Felt that the drean predicted this???)

Don't drive

One one of the days I was going to go to work (but called in anyway) I had a series of dreams of dogs biting me and people fighting me.

Dream 1

I was in my house and a bunch of dogs that looked like my dog were trying to bite me. I had a razor and cut on of the dogs legs. It yelped and started bleeding everywhere on it's hind leg. Asuka and maybe data were there I asked them for a rage and something to tie it with to stop the bleeding.

Dream 2

Someone was on the front end of my house with a gun. I was in a garage behind a white van. I got a peek at the intruder and aimed my pistol or something at him. I shot him and it hit.

Dream 3

I was fighting someone on stairs. It was Gary, a friend from childhood who ignores me now. I Was hitting him with some pole and he stopped trying to fight me after he fell down the stairs. I asked, "Are you done?" He said, "Yes." I asked him "Why don't you talk to us anymore?" He looked shocked. I said, "I don't even do drugs or drink hardly at all." And he still looked shocked and seemed to be considering what I was saying. Then I woke up.
After I woke up I found that the rods that were clear before were snowy and icy again...

Dark Hogwarts

I was getting off the Hogwarts express with a bunch of children in cloaks. I was young like them. Everything was so dark even with the lights, it was nightime nd I couldn't see much. I saw the Cone shapes of the tops of the Hogwarts towers as I was walking along but coult still barely see them.