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    1. Changing the Lion of Coalescence into my Wife Zsuzsanna

      by , Today at 11:55 AM
      Morning of December 3, 2016. Saturday.

      In the hour before dawn, I find myself in an unfamiliar setting. It is a parking lot of which may be that of a restaurant. A 1969 bronze green Land Rover Series IIA Station Wagon is the only vehicle present in the semi-darkness. Areas beyond the parking lot and building remain indiscernible.

      Two unknown Caucasian males of about forty, wearing sage safari jackets, are attempting to coax two male lions into the back of their Land Rover. My dream self does not consider how foolhardy or unlikely this is, including the probable lack of space for the lions inside their vehicle. I do not feel threatened by the presence of the lions.

      Over time, one of the men somehow manages to get one of the lions into the Land Rover and onto the back seat. A short time passes and I no longer see the man. The other lion is eventually behind the Land Rover. I begin to get the impression that a lion will swallow the remaining man, which may have been the fate of the other man. I begin to feel somewhat wary but not in immediate danger. The other man is standing near the back of the Land Rover and I am viewing the scene from the front of the Land Rover, to its right side.

      Just as the lion that is still outside the Land Rover seems to consider perhaps killing or swallowing the man, non-lucid dream control begins…

      The male lion transforms into my wife Zsuzsanna. She is wearing a long white flowing gown. The man seems to disappear as Zsuzsanna approaches me to give me a hug. Joyful coalescence is the waking factor.

      My dream is clearly explained here in a more detailed resupplementation (rewritten on Friday, 22 June 2018):

      The outcome of this dream is that the reticular activating system modulation factor (the lion) transforms into the emergent consciousness factor (my wife Zsuzsanna) because of non-lucid dream control (because of my advanced understanding of the dream state since early childhood). A lion’s essence in the dream state is an autosymbolic composite of two factors. The main factor is coalescence. (This means that I see a lion as having the potential to swallow my illusory dream self back into whole consciousness). The lesser factor, as with a domestic cat, is being “witness” to the dream state and the nature of liminal space. You will see the same autosymbolic processing factors in hundreds of my online entries, but always unique.

      The parking lot setting is a common form of autosymbolism for a specific level of consciousness during the waking transition as a result of subliminal association with the physical body being inactive while asleep. (In contrast, moving vehicles represent a liminal awareness of vestibular system correlation concerning the physical body while asleep.) The Land Rover is an autosymbolic association with my physical body, as most singular vehicles are in dreams. Ultimately, the parking lot’s autosymbolic nature lacks the more defined anticipatory factor of the waking process and suggests a subliminal desire for returning to deeper sleep (and as such, serves as ultradian rhythm autosymbolism).

      These are the layered causes of this dream:

      The television series “Daktari”, which originally aired from 1966 to 1969.

      Clarence, the Cross-Eyed Lion, from the aforementioned “Daktari” series. (I was sometimes called “Clarence, the Cross-Eyed Lion” in elementary school. This was solely because my middle name is Clarence.)

      Early childhood dreams of my dream girl in a flowing white gown, originally influenced by “Isle of the Dead”, a 1945 Boris Karloff horror film, certain scenes of which fascinated me in a romantic sense, rather than frightening me, at age four.

      Erin Moran, as in the aforementioned “Daktari” series, resembled my real-life schoolmate, friend, and neighbor, Brenda. My first known euphoric waking transition, also the result of a hug, featured Brenda in the final scene. This astounded me and, because I was only eight at the time, I did not know what it was biologically until a few years later. Brenda was also validated as the prescient stand-in for my wife Zsuzsanna when my dream girl was not more efficiently rendered (that is, looking and sounding exactly like Zsuzsanna before we knew of each other in waking life).

      “The Sleeping Gypsy”, an 1897 oil painting by French Naïve artist Henri Rousseau. Rousseau described his painting as follows: “A wandering Negress, a mandolin player, lies with her jar beside her (a vase with drinking water), overcome by fatigue in a deep sleep. A lion chances to pass by, picks up her scent yet does not devour her. There is a moonlight effect, very poetic.”

      In decoding my dream, the autosymbolic dreaming and waking processes reveal the following sequence: Brief contemplation of “Daktari”, my childhood dream of hugging Brenda, subliminal awareness of being asleep, emerging awareness of my conscious self identity and that I am sleeping with Zsuzsanna, liminal recall of “The Sleeping Gypsy” mixed with romantic non-lucid dream modulation related to “Isle of the Dead” (and its analogy to being in the dream state), liminal perception of my wife as a “sleeping gypsy” (as she is Hungarian Romani), and finally, transmutation of the lion of coalescence (being “swallowed” into waking consciousness) to euphoric coalescence (being hugged, which is a more positive analogy of being “swallowed”), which is otherwise of the same autosymbolic foundation.

    2. Dream - A Crazy Sly Game

      by , Today at 07:26 AM
      Date of Dream: FRI 22 JUN - 2018

      Dream No. 358 - A Crazy Sly Game

      I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at my house and my parents and I were preparing for guests to arrive for my birthday party. I see the clock and as it said 7:30 PM, no one had turned up. 15 minutes later, guests do show up but there weren't as many as I initially expected. One person I do clearly remember being there was YW but I forgot what we did.

      The dream was still in the same layout of the house but the events changed, so I classify this as a new scene. My mum was chopping up fruit and veggies into a diced shape to make some sort of salad. I asked mum “where did all the cherries go?”... I had no choice of what to eat except for the veggies. I soon discovered that it was my dad who came and took all the fruit for himself. My mum took more of these so called cherries out of a packet but they looked more like little yellow tomatoes to me. She ended up adding them to the bowl with the rest of the salad. I hurried and took a few before my dad could get to them again.

      The scene then showed me in the shower and I had the bowl of supposed fruit salad next to me on the shower floor, taking one piece every now and then. The scene changed again and I was at my high school, repeating a simulation of Year 7 LOTE Indonesian. The teacher, like in real life, was Ms C but the dream gave her a bit of a nasty vibe. The work I was doing also seemed ridiculous but I forgot in what way.

      The next scene took place in the kitchen of my old house. I was standing in front of the sink and singing a German song that I did in real life for my last high school exam recital. My mum appeared and was standing at the other side of the bench. She suggested that I translate the German version into English and then the English version into French.

      I then discovered myself to be in the Sly 2 Paris environment but the map was so much bigger than in the real game and some buildings contained features from other Sly 2 episodes, especially Prague. The scene turned into a slideshow and Bentley was was discussing what had to be done in the Paris episode. Apparently there was not one, not two, not three, but nine villains to defeat! And each mission was going to be focusing on one villain; pictures of all of them were displayed on a 3x3 collage photo.

      The first villain for the Cooper Gang to face was actually Carmelita. As she was the first villain to deal with, she was the most simple... All Sly had to do was keep whacking her with his cane until she ended up in the water. The next villain I can remember is the Evil Wolf Priestess in which Sly had to light some metal explosive bombs and the shortening fuse would eventually direct the metal TNT barrels to blow up the crypt.

      The missions for each subsequent villain would get harder and harder and the villains got more and more ridiculous sounding, so much so that I eventually entered the dream scene. Note that before this, I actually wasn't a part of my own dream since the start of the Paris scene. At first, it was just a projection of my thoughts without me actually being there. I said to myself, something like, “These villains just keep getting worse and worse! Villains like them (I have forgotten their names)... Sly doesn't know how to deal with them. I'd better do something and take these guys out myself”. Then I appeared in the dream and started to locate some of the villains.

      When I got to a certain area, I was expecting to face Cortex but to my surprise, young Cortex was there as well. Firstly, I started off by speaking to them. I was questioning their appearances and why their hair was in an odd shape; their hair had two tall spikes at the top rather than one tall spike and hair shooting from the side of their heads. They were also wearing red chequered shirts, dark jeans and white shoes. The dream didn't show how I defeated them though.

      The scene shifted back to where the gang was. After I had gotten rid of Cortex and Young Cortex, Bentley started to realise what was going on. When discussing missions, the dream used Sly's binocucom, Bentley's voice, and Murray's text colour. In Bentley's next mission description, he included something like, “We need to meet up with her”.

      For the next scene, it was Sly's mission and I was now with them. Bentley would travel at the front, leading the group, Sly in the middle, and Murray at the back. Throughout the whole remainder of the dream, Murray was responsible for me. As it was Sly's mission the camera focused mainly on Sly with Bentley running ahead but sometimes inched back to show Murray, revealing a little snippet of my hands holding onto him... He was carrying me. I discovered myself to be wearing a white night-dress in this dream.

      It was then Murray's mission and he was attempting to sneakily approach a flashlight guard. He soon realised that his arms were occupied and so to take out the flashlight guard, he had to put me down. So as Sly and Bentley were watching from the distance, I was only running a millimetre behind Murray as he wrestled with the flashlight guard and eventually, threw the flashlight guard to the ground, killing him on impact. Murray then quietly turned his attention back to me and became aware of the fact that he needed to devise a solution to keep me on him at all times. He held a look of pondering concern on his face like he knew it was dangerous to have me on the ground.

      The next time the dream showed him, his belt was of a massive length like it would have no problem falling off his waist. The belt then morphed into one big belt, fitting Murray properly again, and one small belt, being connected by either an elongated clip or a rope. I was slotted into the smaller belt, now riding on his upper back. At this point, I couldn't see my legs and so I realised that from the same type of fabric as Murray's shirt, he made it into a sack and attached the top of the sack to the belt... The bottom half of me was in that sack.

      So now the dream showed the gang walking in their assigned order with me bouncing up and down on Murray's back. On some occasions, I would slightly stretch in order to get a view of the current surroundings, peeping out at times from over the top of his head or the side of it. He then approached one of the frog guards and started having a punch-up with it. This time I wasn't effected in any way, the dream proving that I was staying secure and actually quite still on his back despite how much he was moving around.

      Bentley announced that all the villains had been defeated, though there was a “but!”... There was a surprise villain. Bentley lead the group, giving us commentary about where this mysterious tenth villain would supposedly be. As we went further and further down the street, the windows on the buildings resembled the stained glass features like in Prague and the building that we ended up at was a very close resemblance to Neyla's Headquarters in Episode 5 in the real life game. The dream was giving me all these subtle cues that this would be a villain for me to face.

      So with the feeling in mind, Sly and Bentley waited outside and Murray took me inside the building. We both catch sight of this villain and it's the Contessa! By the way, all characters in the Paris scene appeared exactly as they would in Sly 2, including the Contessa. Murray isn't saying anything but I end up perceiving this energy that tells me deep down, he wants to curse her as hard as his tongue can manage it. I feel that the Contessa has come supposedly for an attempt at a second kidnapping.

      I look up at her as she walks to the end of the ledge she's on and says “Oh come now Murray” with the exact same behaviour and speech pattern as in the game. My facial expression is one with a mixture of innocent curiosity but also some form of hidden shock and aggression and I was aware of how she had previously harmed Murray. The thought inside my head was something along the lines of “You're not going to hold him hostage again... Not on my watch”.

      From Murray's back, I assessed my surroundings and noticed that this was some sort of triangular shaped tower. I figured that there was no way for Murray to reach the Contessa, there were only Sly's wall-hooks but he was outside... So I figured I had to go, I was capable of replicating all gang member abilities. I catapulted myself from Murray's back and latched onto one of the three wall-hooks. The Contessa then jumped down and hooked herself onto another one... This was turning out to be a boss battle between me and the Contessa.

      I jumped over to the next wall-hook while noticing Murray still standing on the ledge we entered from, watching me, giving me a hopeful gaze that I would succeed and finish her off. The wall-hooks I jumped onto would lead me further away from her and she would always follow me; it was a tedious process. When it came to my next turn though, I stopped and thought to myself, “Shouldn't I be going backwards? If I do that, I'd leap onto her and knock her down, causing her to fall to her death in the endless pit”. I changed my direction but before I could make the leap, I woke up with the clock in my real life bedroom saying 8:40 AM.

      Dream Tasks
      - Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No)
      - Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? Cancelled - Time Expiry)
      - Reach the Gyeongbokgung Palace (Achieved? Partially)
      - Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
      - In accordance to the "shared dreaming experiment" proceed on locating the moon (Achieved? No)

      Dream 358: Results (Competition #4)
      Competition Night: 21
      Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
      Dream Guide: Me & Murray
      Emergency Team: Sly & Bentley
      Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

      Points For This Entry: 7.5
      Calculation Details:
      - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
      - New Personal Goal Achieved: Spend Some Time In Paris (3.0)
      - Be A Dream Guide Yourself (2.0)
      - Have A Dream Guide Appear Automatically: Murray (0.5)
      - Help Someone In Need (1.0)

      + Previous Total: 79.5
      Total Accumulated Points: 87.0

      Updated Today at 11:55 AM by 93119

      non-lucid , memorable
    3. 3,383 words - 2 LDs - selected parts in bold / dream signs in italic

      by , Yesterday at 06:45 PM
      3,383 words
      Yesterday I took a lot of processing time and also did waking life recall. I think the waking life recall and the processing time... instead of those couple hours of accumulating more information and more interactions with the world... Increased my dream quality. I got lucid twice and had a high level of recall.


      Round 1 of dreams.

      There was more earlier stuff I couldn't remember back to. The earliest parts I remembered was something in the H S football field or gymnasium, or both. Mr. L was a teacher. I remember R S and R M were there. Maybe something with a kick-off.

      After that, I remember being in a class room. It was like Mr. V's class room with the rows of desks... I was given a test. I hadn't prepared for it. There was a book I was supposed to have studied for the week, or a section of the book. I remember the panel with the question on the top right side of one page. I decided I would spend a lot of time focusing on that reading over the next week, to be ready for the next test.

      I remember a woman like B R was sitting to my left. I dropped a paper thing near her seat by accident. She seemed annoyed and went to get it for me but I said I don't need it. She seemed generally annoyed by me, but interested in other people.

      I allowed myself to fall back to sleep as I recalled these. I re-remembered about 90% in the morning of what I originally remembered, just lost some details about the quiz thing. Pretty good since just a few weeks ago I was losing round 1 and 2 of dreams when I RBFA'ed.


      Round 2 of Dreams.

      I was at the corner of T and K. I remember seeing the guy who lives on that corner's bushes pretty vividly. It was something to do with the Matrix. I even remember hearing Agent Smith's voice, saying, "Mister Andersen..." Also I think this dream related to being against smokers.

      However, once I woke from that bout of sleep, I could hardly remember anything. I drew a total blank. Maybe there weren't many dreams that time.

      I did an RBFA and re-remembered it later.


      Round 3 of dreams.

      There were some earlier parts I forgot. I remember I was keeping the time on a phone meeting. A was sharing about something. I realized that 5 minutes had gone by, or more, and I had forgotten to say, "Time." Oops! I kind of panicked. I was at the kitchen counter, multi-tasking with some stuff, like when I forgot to call time for T on Saturday. I think that came from that.

      Then I remember being at the kitchen table at 24, typing my dreams. It was bright. I think it was like 3 A M. I remember talking to my mom, dad and/or sister, thinking, 'Its 3 A M. I really gotta get back to bed.'

      When I got in my room at 24, I realized that there were a lot of bright light bulbs... One was at the top of the Ikea lamp. I flicked the switch on it a bunch of times and nothing happened! That's a major dream sign, but I didn't get lucid until later. I reached to the bulb to remove it manually, but it was burning hot. Eventually, I un-plugged the lamp.

      Electronics refusing to turn off or on when I use the correct buttons is a common dream sign.

      After that, I noticed there was another light, in an outlet. And a reflective mirror thing at eye level on the wall accross from it. I needed my dad's help to remove it. Once he came in to help, I suddenly realized, 'Oh no! What if I left any personal items out in the open!' But, luckily, I hadn't.

      Living at my parents old house is a dream sign. Mom and dad being together is a dream sign. Seeing mom and/or sister is a dream sign. (they live upstate.)

      After that, I had a memory, perhaps an "implanted memory" that was of an earlier dream where dad had a belt. I almost hurried back to my computer, at the kitchen table, to add it in. But decided to just go back to sleep. I will call this layer of the dream world, "Layer 1". PMWC = Physical matter waking consciousness. I had switched the reference for PMWC to layer 1... and did that dream within a dream thing again.

      So I went to bed in layer 1, laying on my right side, like my body was in PMWC. The sleep paralysis sensations were much more notable. I didn't feel many ominous feelings. But I was thinking of getting back up for some reason. Eventually I decided to let the sleep paralysis "take me to the dream". I remember seeing some kind of visual, like a computer interface. Then I felt myself be sucked into it.

      This intro to the lucid part was funny. I saw a lap top screen come on. And the computer booted up. I smiled a little. My dream was symbolizing the beginning of the lucid part with the image of a laptop booting up. Foreshadowing: It ends the dream the same way later!

      This may have happened before or after the intro. I had no eye sight. I could just feel my astral or dream body moving... I tried to rotate and wiggle and eventually was standing up. I decided to fly up through my ceiling like I had done many times before.

      I appeared in my bedroom at 15. Or somewhere upstairs. It feels like I missed a part. Anyway, I remember eventually I had the phone in my right hand. I was talking out loud. (I read a thread on r/luciddreaming which recommended talking out loud as a stabilization method.) I talked to myself as I went down the stairs. "I feel so worried that this will be my only L D of the night, and I won't be able to manifest any dream food!" Something like that. I said some other things. I felt i connected with a real emotion.

      I tried manifesting dream food in my left palm, without looking away. It didn't work.
      Later, I would remember the "rule" that to manifest something, I have to do it somewhere I can't see, like behind me, or behind a door, or my pocket, then go to check. Not manifest right in front of me, until I'm more advanced.

      Eventually I got down to the kitchen door. I ran full steam to phase through. Just collided with it. 'Okay, I will just use the door knob,' I thought. The door knob and screen door worked fine, just like waking life. Once I was outside, I saw the tree tops in the back of the yard, and flew up diagonally towards them.

      Once I got about 50 feet up, the land line lost reception. Some how, that caused my dream to end, or so I thought. I guess my phone was connected to my lucid dream state some how. So then I landed on a thin tree branch. 'Wait, if I was just dreaming, shouldn't I have woken up in bed?' I might have thought. But I really thought I was awake now. I ran towards the tree trunk and the tiny branch bent beneath me. I felt bad for breaking it.

      My mom came outside. "Oh no! You're stuck in a tree!" She said, or something like that. I wrapped around the tree in a bear hug and slid down. It was wet and easy to slide down. Then I slid down the next half after pausing on a branch.

      'Wait, its still a dream!' I realized. I grabbed my mom in a bear hug and flew into the air. My vision and senses started to fade. The last thing I did, was try to put my hand behind me and mainfest some snacks, then look at my palm and see them. I manifested a snack to share with my mom as I flew with her in mid air. Then I woke up, but it was a false awakening, back to layer 1, since this had been in layer 2.

      When this part ended, there was the lap top screen again. only this time it showed the mouse cursor going to the start menu and clicking, "sleep". Then the screen shut down. I was still lucid and figured that signified the end of the dream.

      I woke up back to layer 1 of sleep paralysis. My body felt funny again, more tingly or heavier than usual. There was music playing. I forgot the first, song, but I got up to turn it off.

      Waking up with music on when I'm trying to remember my dream or dream journal is usually a dream sign.

      One more thing happened, which was with my sister. I saw that she was drawing a picture of a sword. It was a wide sword kind of thing. She hadn't completed the back blade yet. She was very happy with her drawing so far, though. "I finally know who I am," she said.

      I filled in the back of the sword for her. I made it very spiky, more like a saw blade than a straight sword blade. I also made some lines showing that some parts were flat. She was okay with it but I felt bad for not letting her finish it. I was glad it was just a dream.

      I was able to re-remember 100% even after RBFA.


      Round 4 of dreams.

      My memory of these begins with a cool dream of flying with cars. Maybe we were leaving a bank. My friends' flying car started to veer off track, so I used telekinesis to help them out.

      I woke up from that, but into another dream. D W and J V were there. I remember a grey foam mat near my bed. Probably like a grounding mat. I was up side down or something, getting ready to sleep on it. "Don't go to sleep!" said J V. So, I didn't. I had been in my room at 15, but when we walked outside, I think it was the hallway to my college house.

      I remember at one point, J V was carrying me. I looked up at him and spoke. Then I realized my retainer wasn't in. I felt embarrassed, and apologized for my missing teeth showing.

      In another part, I remember Mr. H appearing in the hall way. I think he had some hair instead of being bald. I'm not sure if I was lucid yet but I gradually got lucid around here. He gave me a big smile and I talked with him. I was still embarrassed about my missing teeth, and tried to talk with my upper lip pulled down over them, which I know never works.

      Mr. H was very tall. Another tall fellow came along, at first a little taller, then the same height, as Mr. H.

      I was at least 3 or 4 feet shorter than them. I moved along into the open part of the hall way. V S was near a fridge, preparing a pitcher of pink beverage. I jumped way out in front of him. "Hey, V! Mr. H was here! Did you see him?" I forgot his reply. He was swishing the pink beverage around in the pitcher. Then the pitcher doubled in size. He poured the beverage in a big bowl, like punch.

      I had a small coffee pot type of container with some drink in it. It did contain alcohol, even though I don't drink in waking life. I walked near some much older women. "Kids these days shouldn't drink so much," one said. "I am only having a little," I replied.

      I kept noticing a small rectangular box on the ground off to the side. 'Is that a **** cigarette box?' I thought. When I got closer, it turned out to just be a golden box of something like ginger snacks. They were all half the height of the box, packed in columns of 2.

      However, one of the older women had begun to smoke! I was definitely lucid at this point. I grabbed her poisonous stick of smoke and threw it on the ground, rubbing it out with my foot. I knew it was a dream, so I would not be harmed by the smoke. So I could enjoy destroying their cigarettes!

      I continued on, hoping to find more people smoking so I could take their poisonous smoke tubes and put them out.

      I don't know if there was anything else during that party part.

      What I do remember is that the screen changed to show a gym. It looked more like a touch screen on a phone... I was able to use my finger to move the "dream screen" around and zoom in on it. I was lucid during this.

      There was a lucid part when I was playing a sonic the hedgehog game. I could be tails, and fly using my tail as a helicopter propeller. Or, I could be Knuckles. There were giant rows of rings. I tried to do infinite moon jumps in mid air, and found that I could.

      I used the ability to get all the coins in a straight line, way up in the air. Then it got really boring! It was just too easy. I wanted to use some icons on the screen to make a single high-jump possible, but not infinite levitation. I woke up before it happened.

      I let myself RBFA again after this, and re-remembered it in full, the next time.


      Round 5 of dreams.

      I think these dreams began with a walk at W... Unless there was earlier stuff, too. I remember walking along at W, then having to cross a fallen tree that bridged over a very long fall.

      There was a part with a guy driving around my neighborhood. I was driving, too. There was something on my mind about having a job.

      I remember another scene with dogs in a yard... But not too clearly.

      I remember a fenced in area. One guy was sitting by the entrance, checking people in. One guy was in front of me. I remember the sense that I was standing behind him felt surreal. Like I was supposed to be him but then split off into the person behind him. Not sure how to explain it.

      Then I was in the school library. There were lots of books on shelves. Something about growing flowers, then losing the flowers behind the books on the shelf. It was like my sister had lost them, so I wanted to help her.

      I looked around the other shelves. One book was like the size of a children's book. It was green and said "Witchcraft Telepathy" on the cover. I wanted to read that! But kept moving down the shelves.

      I found what looked like a computer directory, with 6 series of books available. Those were what we had lost. The dates were from June but the numbers shifted from 7 to something or back again.

      I knew it was around 2 P M. I wanted to go up to the library's loft to read them. There was some cushioned thing to climb up. Then, I realized school was almost over for the day. That was why it was so quiet in the library.

      I needed to use the bathroom. "Will there be time to use the bathroom and still come back to read?" I asked someone. I think they said sure. Climbing down the cushion thing seemed precarious. I saw a guy who looked like Hurley from lost. To be nice, I said hi, and made some small talk. Then, I really needed the bathroom even more! I got really mad at the guy for starting to hold me up. We both began yelling at each other. Then I just walked away.

      The bathroom turned out to be like nana's bathroom at the top of her stair case. A guy was already in there, helping clean everything. I was like, "Get out of my way!" He said he had to keep his finger on a black button on the wall, which made him have to stand in front of the urinal.

      "I don't care! I'll hold the button!" So he let it go. Then a urinal appeared to the right, and I went to use that one. I felt bad for messing up his cleaning thing. Even more exasperating, I had accidentally tunked the cuffs of my shorts in the toilet water. (I was wearing my grey gym shorts.)

      'Should I put them under the blow dryer?' I thought. Then that part kind of ended...

      The last thing I remember is passing by a train thing but also near a neighboring town... Maybe sitting with people in a meeting. I remember M and D were talking about how they both worked. And they split their income so that they traded half their income with each other. So if M made 8 and D made 6, M would give D 4 and D would give M 3. Does that always make them even?

      I woke up from those and recalled them. Once I had them solidly in my mind, I reviewed rounds 1, 2, 3, and 4, then 5 again... I realized I wasn't gonna sleep any more, and got up.

      I did the short hand notes in the morning and was able to come back to it later and still re-remember it in full.
    4. 1069 Words--1000 Word Recal Goal met on the last night possible.

      by , Yesterday at 04:54 PM
      Dream 1: I am in the log house at the top of the stairs. In my dream I dream that I wonder if I am dreaming, and do an NP test, and am able to breathe a little bit through it, though it is kind of plugged up. I then wonder what it would be like when I try to put my finger through my hand, but FSH Slade is chasing me and I run out of the house down the bonus room stairs. It is winter outside, and I have bare feet, and Slade says how he can see my footprints, like that's really bad for me or something. He then tells me to come here and so I let him come a little closer, and he loosely grabs my arm, but then I think it might be a trick, so I slip away and run down the little west slope. A body comes tumbling after me, and at first I think its Slade, but it is actually Ceri.

      I decide to get Ceri back inside, and we go towards the west garage door, and i notice the icicles are massive and hanging down to the ground but because of the overhang, it makes a kind of hallway. Ceri however, blunders into the icicles and I am worried she will break them, I tell her to come around, but she keeps knocking into the icicles so I tell her stop, and then rush out of the hallway just as it collapses to the ground. However, it isn't the impressive collapse I thought it would be, and throw a few pieces of firewood to make some more noise, and it is now no longer winter.

      Then I hear some people bulling another kid and go up the hill to where the trailer used to be. A little ways into the bushes, there is a bully beating on another kid, so I throw a wood chunk at him, and hit him. He then gets a stick and throws it at me, but I deflect it with a giant log just in time. I drop it in favor of a smaller stick and deflect some more throws, then I back up some more to where the pavement starts, and pick up the wooden stick that I carved in FC. However, it is too small for me to have any chance against the bully's much larger stick, so I run for it. I sprint around the island and race down the east meadow.

      However, once I get to the trees, the bully's sidekick knocks me down from a flying broom? He looks like Tyler and is some sort of Irish magician and makes this strange gateway that he thrusts me through. FSH Somehow the bully and his sidekick is thwarted and everything is ok. I then am inside and maybe an old man in a wheelchair telling the story to maybe my grandkids, and I add that Jenna got skin implants for her burns, (the bully did something to her on the east slope by the house).

      Dream 2: Dad, Saxon, maybe Slade, and I are in the woods at the log house, but it looks kind of like G&G's place in Texas. I wish that I could go pig hunting, and imagine myself doing a better job of it, sneaking up on them and aiming and killing them. Then, Slade gives a shout, and I look behind me and there is a herd of what at first I think are pigs coming our way, but then turn out to be moose. The others take cover behind a tree and I try to follow, noticing a fence I have to go around a little bit to get behind the tree. However, as usual, in danger, I find I can't really move, and fall facedown three feet from safety.

      The moose go over me, and one kind of steps on me, especially my neck, but I am not really hurt. I then go around the tree, and while the lead moose proclaims that the other will have to come down in a bout an hour and posts a guard, I climb up the tree higher then anyone else. However, I climb to high, and the top of the tree breaks, but I jump to the main part and am safe, though I hope the top didn't hit anyone. The moose on guard makes a deal with us, saying that if we can best him in combat we can go free. The tree I am in is kind of like a fork off the original tree now, and it bends to the ground and whacks the moose, which is now kind of a person.

      I ask him if that was what he meant, and he says no. The tree bend down some more before I get back to the main tree again, which is kind of hard to do. Saxon then starts jumping around the tree and over me, but he has sharp claws that scratch me. I tell him to stop but he doesn't listen, so when i scratches his way up my back onto my neck I thrust him to the ground, jump down myself, and kick him a few times. I then run back to the safety of the house, and am in M&D's room when I worry that the moose might just trample through the house, so I sneak out the sliding glass door and at first try to sneak under the windows to the front deck, but don't think I can do it without being seen, so I go around the house.

      When I get to the firewood place, I notice that the moose, which are now elephants are there along with Saxon. I try to sneak away, but Saxon notices me and tells his "uncle" elephant. I run back up the deck, worrying the elephant will tear up the deck and seize me with his trunk, but I make it inside safe. In Dad's office, Grandpa, Dad, and maybe Wynd are there talking about the glove of Arasind and how last time they met to prophecy it was all wrong, but they are prophets, and was somehow related to Grandpa's alzheimer.

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      memorable , lucid , non-lucid
    5. Interrupted Lesson; Beyond the Outskirts

      by , Yesterday at 01:44 AM (The Fourth Factor)
      I’m in a study, sitting at a desk facing a wall. A man is sitting to my left. This seems to be some kind of music lesson: we have sheets of manuscript paper in front of us, and I’m doing some sort of exercise where I fill in bits of the melodies that aren’t written. I’m having trouble figuring out how to notate the rhythm I have in mind, but after moving to something else for a little while, I come back and manage it easily. I write the notes in with a red pen, very neatly.

      The lesson’s almost over when a young girl, 7 or 8, runs into the room and lies down on the desk in front of us—the man’s daughter. She seems to be in a silly mood. She speaks to him in German - we've been speaking English until now - and he answers. She moves across the room, and they have an exchange in which he asks her questions, but she just gives nonsense answers and giggles (and totally ignores me). I just watch and pet the cat, a gray tabby that’s also entered the room, not at all put out by the interruption. Before long, a woman who seems to be a nanny comes in, presumably for the girl.

      I wake up.

      In the next dream, I’m staying in a large hotel with my parents. As I walk through the lobby, towards the staircase, I see a number of men dressed in suits of armor decorated with intricate patterns and women in white ballerina’s outfits with similar patterns in silver. Some sort of wedding party, I figure.

      After a quick trip to the room, which is at the end of a hallway, my mother and I seem to be walking out, away from the city center and towards the outskirts. This is Wilhelmshöhe, apparently—although it would be hard to find a place that looks less like the actual place of that name. There’s less and less to see as we walk along. Less traffic, too. A man drives a horse-drawn carriage past and gives us a peculiar look. Somehow, I have the feeling that we’re expected here, and he’s a part of it.

      And, an unknown period of time after that, I’ve been transported to a different place, a large building full of people getting ready to something to begin. I’m a part of it, too, now. A man is explaining to me what’s going on in a mixture of French and German. That seems to be the norm here, and I slip into it too as I speak with him.

      I comment at one point that something he just said sounded more like how people talk in movies than in real life—or dreams, I add. Because I do know it’s a dream by now, although I’m not sure just when the realization hit me. But I’m going along with it because it looks like some interesting and possibly important things are going on here.

      Unusually for a lucid dream, it was difficult to remember much of what happened—some details stood out, but a lot of it just blurred together. The man I’ve been talking to seems to be in charge and has us carry out different tasks, and give answers to questions. I seem to be apart from the others somehow, involved, but playing a different role.

      lucid , non-lucid
    6. K's brother Runs Away

      by , 06-20-2018 at 07:15 PM (Random Awesomeness with Drop Therapy)
      I was at K's house. Me, K, and his brother were in the living room when K's brother tried to run away from home by hopping onto a bus that was about to take off. K jumped on to try to get him back, and I jumped on to follow K. We all eventually get lost in different places. I was in some sort of ancient burial ground where some old lady said the fossils weren't real.I also remember being in some abandoned apartment complex. I eventually made it home, saw mmkk's sister DRIVING A VAN INTO MY FRONT LAWN, walked through the back gate, grabbed a seal (which looked 60% like my dog), and as soon as I walked in the back door, I said to my aunt, who was in the hallway to the laundry room and wearing a queen's garb,
      "I went fishing today, look what I caught"
      "Is it tuff(my dog)? Oh, no, it's one of our rescues."
      I noticed what she was wearing
      "Why are you wearing that"
      "I was at an event"
      "Well that explains why you are TAKING IT OFF."
      non-lucid , memorable
    7. 484 Words--Terrible Rage

      by , 06-20-2018 at 04:28 PM
      Dream 1: I am in the basement of the log house and I have a seven-segment-display in my hand, and I shine a light on it and maybe something about water. Then I go into the dark storage room and open my hand and the display sends out bright light like a flashlight, even though there isn't anything in my hand. I then repeat the process a few time and show Wynd.

      Dream 2: I am skating around with the others on a sidewalk, and see a boy riding his bike around where the cars park on the side of the road, except they have spaces and white lines like in a parking lot. After skating around a little, I notice the boy again, and we kind of say something to each other, and maybe play a speck, and then we all follow him. He goes across the road and to a big street where half way across I notice that the light is red and we shouldn't be going but we just finish crossing the big street.

      Dream 3: My desk and stuff is outside on the north part of the driveway at the log house just before where the archery target used to be. Mom and Dad and the others are in the east meadow. FSH I get angry and start to trash and throw stuff. I throw my desk down the hill into a bush, hit the suburban which is red and parked in the upper meadow with a poker, and throw flat, black, weights at the others down the hill. I continue for a little in a rage and trash stuff, and then stop and realize I will be in so, so, so much trouble. I go inside the house for my correction, and am envisioning millions of lines, but hear Mom & Dad talking about calling the police and me going to jail.

      I then realize that I did a bunch of damage that would cost a lot of money, and I don't want to go to jail, so I run away, (though I am really just walking). I walk down the driveway, and about halfway down, I think about going back to get my skates, but decide not to. When I get the road between the gate and logging road, a van comes roaring up behind me and the doors are open and I know bad men are inside who want to kidnap me. I am then glad that I hadn't gotten my skates, as I couldn't skate down the road faster than they could drive. Instead, I plunge off the side of the road, smash through some bushes, and race through the woods. I know the words perfectly, while my pursuers do not so I make it home safely and they don't find me.

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    8. 1,357 words

      by , 06-20-2018 at 02:14 PM
      1,357 words


      I think this was my first round of dreams but I also might have woken up slightly before this.

      I forgot a lot of earlier stuff...

      I remember Mr. R from gym class and a few other teachers giving me 100 dollar bills. I wondered why. It was 3 or 4 of them. I think it came from reading a story of a kid getting tipped 300 dollars. I wondered why Mr. R was giving me 100 dollars and tried to tell him he didn't have to. But he insisted. I figured it was to apologize for male genital mutilation, but Mr. R wasn't Jewish... I'm not Jewish either but I had that association in my mind in the dream.

      I remember walking through a grassy field. Something with someone Russian? I remember some sprinklers. And C R. Something we were talking about, I kinda forgot. But I remember having sandwiches. Wheat bread with some sort of cold cuts and cheese. But especially tomatoes on the very bottom.

      I remember something being shown at a school. Something about December 16 the Russian people or German people came and took a bunch of prisoners, something like that. It showed a room with a pool, in a school?

      I remember a blonde haired woman. She and some other people were with my in my nana's back yard...

      I remember going by the patio of the pool, and noticing the weeds from between the pieces of stone. All the plants were very green. I remember thinking, 'Its great that those plants are getting to grow. (Even what most people call "weeds".) And I felt bad that my nana would probably pluck them. I pictured some of the seeds falling from the trees and landing in the pool.

      Then I needed the bathroom. I went to the kitchen. Nana said she had been sick for 3 months and if I stepped on that red floor mat, I could get sick too... 'Oh no!' I thought. I decided to go to the bathroom in the woods.

      The trail to that area had several vines accross it with giant leaves. I had to duck under one to get there. Eventually I found a white water gun thing and went to the bathroom into that. As I went to the bathroom it sprayed the fluid about 20 feet from me, at a white garage or shed type of building. My nana was like, "Does that help?" And I smashed the water gun thing on the ground, screaming and yelling.

      Then I remember my dad saying something about how he had to be there on December 16th. I think I saw a glimpse of him being held captive and stuff. (I don't think it was an actual historical event from waking life.) I either dreamed or just day dreamed about the people from that event pulling into nana's drive way to attack us, and me distracting them while dad got some heavy artillery from his van to defeat them.

      I'm surprised its only 2:15 A M right now. I should be able to sleep more soon.


      Finally got back to sleep from like 5 to 8 or so.

      There may have been some earlier stuff I forgot. The earliest thing I remember is being in a parking garage kind of place. But also seeing some grocery store mushrooms. The ones with the big caps that people use for soup. Someone was saying if they eat massive quantities of those mushrooms, it enhances their dreams. So I chose some big white mushrooms to eat for dinner in place of my usual vegetable. I imagined eating the mushroom. I remember walking in some kind of corridor thing.

      I was in my convertible near the bank I go to. Something in my car might have been levitating. I remember kind of resting in there and hearing some voices or thoughts. 'Is that g**'s voice or loving parent's voice?' I thought. The thoughts were more mean or critical, I think. 'I will go to a meeting,' I thought.

      Then I remember being in this mall thing. It was kinda complex. I remember there was something we had to climb up to to get to a secret meeting room. I even imagined sliding under some foot high space and being afraid of spiders living there.

      When I got out of there, I saw a mural on the wall of the word "hello". It was in some kind of 3 D lettering. Red and yellow mainly. Maybe it offended people of a certain belief system. Not sure the details.

      I remember seeing a car with B D and another guy who looked like him. Driving down the road, talking about a religion. And judging the rest of the world as they spoke.

      I remember seeing one guy on a flying scooter. Then I saw another guy also on a flying scooter. He levitated up, but needed an extra boost. To achieve an extra boost, he sprayed some water from his scooter that propelled him higher, into the opening of his lofted room. The water sprinkled over his plants as he entered.

      I remember working on a paper, either hand written and/or by computer, outside this food place at a restaurant. I wasn't buying any food though. I was just using the table. In the dream context this seemed like something they usually allowed. It was a busy day for the restaurant and if I wasn't taking up that table, they could have had more customers sit there. I started to feel some pressure to leave, but didn't want to.

      Eventually, the manager, who was like K, sat with me. He said that it was busy. I wasn't sure if he was just hinting me to leave. I spoke in almost a whisper because I couldn't speak much louder. "If you want me to not use this table any more, so you can have more customers, then just set that boundary, and I won't." I just wanted him to be clear. I think there was a rule in place in the mall that people couldn't really be asked to leave the tables no matter what they were doing. The guy got up and left without speaking.

      I was going to leave when another person came and sat with me. Also my table position had rotated from being at a 2-top to being at a 4-top. He was new to the school and needed the pass word for his lap top. Maybe the wi fi pass word. I didn't have it with me, but could go get it. I just didn't want to leave my stuff.

      2 more people sat with us. They said they had car keys. They gave me a key chain, but said the one key was a trade-in. I would have to trade-in the key to get the actual car key. It was too confusing and I gave it back. I tried to gather my stuff to go find the bathroom.

      It became more like night time. I remember a female voice talking about how people who make noise at night are ego-maniacs or narcissists. I opened a door to a room with some dancing lights or shadows. There were music stands and it looked like a band set-up. No one was there but it looked like ghosts were playing.

      I forgot if there were any other dreams at the end. Because of my insomnia from 2 to 5, I ended up sleeping until about 8, and missed W A. That was kinda sad. But I could see that coming and tried to let it go. Adequate sleep is more important.
    9. Dream - Property On Fire & Heinous Jokes

      by , 06-20-2018 at 05:58 AM
      Date of Dream: WED 20 JUN - 2018

      Dream No. 357 - Separated Sections

      Dream 357 A - Property On Fire
      I don't remember much of this dream. From where I can remember, my family and I were at our family friend EW's farm property. We started off in the living room area and there was this announcement telling us all to gather around the big window at the back of the room. The scene then changed to being at the front of the house, outside. Some random man came out of the crowd and threw something at the house, starting a massive fire... I worked out he was an actual arsonist.

      Everyone started to freak out and move away from the house. My brother, mum and I stuck together and it was my brother who was escorting us all away from the fire. I look back to see where my dad is and he's still there, not wanting to leave the property despite it going up in flames. That's all I can remember about this dream.

      Dream 357 B - Heinous Jokes
      I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at Knox Shopping Centre, looking around inside MYER which was of a slightly different layout and the inside of the building looked dated. First of all, I went to the Dangerfield section and there were a few different items of clothing compared to real life. Then after that, I looked at all the rest of the brands in the clothing department.

      Eventually, my parents appeared but I forgot what they did to start off with. There were these two Asian ladies at the cash register and my mum was talking to them about if I could somehow get a part time job. One of the ladies said that there was no work for me at the moment but she would ask someone else. TR then appeared and spoke to my mum about some part-time work I could do. My mum then started laughing and was actually ridiculing me towards TR, saying that I could even join the St. John Ambulance Society in America because I do nothing all day, as well as some other horrible remarks. I have forgotten the rest of the MYER scene.

      For the next scene, my parents and I were back home; they were inside and I was out in the driveway. I was writing onto a piece of paper how I felt about the ridiculing I received earlier. My mum called out from the upstairs window to ask if I was coming into the house. Her tone sounded so nonchalant and oblivious to the previous events which caused harm to my self-esteem. I was going to write more but she just kept telling to come in and so I had to.

      I'm walking in the direction of the kitchen and I'm talking to myself. I'm saying things like, “How dare you say such things about me... How low can you get?”. And then I remember I said to myself “I mean seriously, stop with your heinous jokes! I'll be telling either Dreamy WB or Murray about this...” as I was almost in reach of my bedroom. The dream then ended there and I woke up.

      Dream Tasks
      - Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No)
      - Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No)
      - Reach the Gyeongbokgung Palace (Achieved? Partially)
      - Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
      - In accordance to the "shared dreaming experiment" proceed on locating the moon (Achieved? No)

      Dream 357: Results (Competition #4)

      357 A
      Competition Night: 19
      Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
      Dream Guide: None
      Emergency Team: None
      Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

      357 B
      Competition Night: 19
      Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
      Dream Guide: None
      Emergency Team: None
      Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

      Points For This Entry: 1.5
      Calculation Details:
      - Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
      - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)

      + Previous Total: 78.0
      Total Accumulated Points: 79.5
    10. Tupac hiding under my house, and I was the comms op on a mission

      by , 06-19-2018 at 06:19 PM
      Well that was awkward...so it is night time and Tupac is hiding under my house and he keeps poking his head out from under the door that leads to the crawl space. Later we found the skull of Tupac and it was alien in structure and I was holding it, staring at it saying this skull isn't even human. The police show up..a man and a woman , and demand I hand over the skull of Tupac. I said no, I'm not letting go of it, he was under my house. The woman cop pulled a knife on me and I kicked it out of her hand and the knife flew into the darkness. The dream faded from there and I am with a Delta team in a small room drinking beer and watching the super bowl. We get the call that we have to deploy but the C.O. says I can't go because I don't know the comms and can't do the encryption. I flat out told them to hand me the rover and I'll show you the comms encryption. He starts talking on the radio and says that I want to go anyway. Then I sort of wake up outside a hotel in some kind of lawn chair and there are a bunch of girls drunk and crying on the porch. I tell the to shut the hell up with the drunk crying because it was ridiculous and I'm trying to sleep. I get up from the lawn chair and my alarm is going off and I wake up. "Thug Life"!
      non-lucid , memorable
    11. 18-06-12 It, Terrifying Dream

      by , 06-19-2018 at 05:53 PM
      A long dream of being haunted by 'It', otherwise known as Pennywise. I knew I was sleeping and tried to sleep through it, but whenever I tried I was overcome by this feeling of intense dread. At the end I was dragged under water by Pennywise in its clown form. It swam off with me as its mouth transformed into this fucked-up shape (full of teeth). I felt okay with this as I felt this was a sacrifice and others would live.

      Updated 06-19-2018 at 05:57 PM by 17412

      Tags: pennywise
      non-lucid , nightmare
    12. The Last Day of School

      by , 06-19-2018 at 05:43 PM (Random Awesomeness with Drop Therapy)
      I was at school. It was my last day. I was in either a music class or a tech class with this hipster-ish guy playing digeridoo. After that I had science. During lunch I needed some answers from a friend, but she had her friend hold on to them. I was then caught attempting to cheat. After lunch, I went to the outside part of the lunch area and noticed he was sitting on a bench behind N and someone else who I know. I asked him where he had the answers and he gave them to me. I then asked him why he didn't have them earlier. The friend sitting next to N said something to me about cheating, and then I realized that this was the last day of school and that it was the perfect time to let out all my anger towards her (this came from previously hating her, but now we are alright terms). I called her a mistake and an egotistical jackass, all the while screaming at her at the top of my lungs. N joined in, but it was mostly me and her. I left down the nearest hallway with one last frustrated scream. I then left school. I tried to remember what happened, but where the screaming at N's friend happened, there was this claymation thing where I was in a truck and the person driving needed to pick up someone. It then cut to somewhere in New Mexico where there was a couple in a very stale relationship and some guy narrating over it about the same thing as the truck from before whizzed by.
      non-lucid , memorable
    13. 384 Words--Store Troubles

      by , 06-19-2018 at 04:22 PM
      Dream 1: FSH Something about tar and plugging giant black Arduino pins into my Arduino board. FSH

      Dream 2:
      FSH I am in mom's room outside the bathroom door, and my desk is there too, and I am doing stuff on it on my laptop, maybe playing computer games? FSH

      Dream 3: I am inside a store and with mom and some others in the lotion section. I wander around, and the little girls say this other girl was mean to them, and I see her kicking Ceri. I then pass by the family of the mean girl and make up a rhyme, "little girls who are mean to other people, will fall off God's steeple", as well as a few more, but I forgot them. I am then in another section still by the family of the mean girl, and this man comes over, introduces himself, and shakes my hand. At the time, I think it is some sort of prank to try and annoy me for making up that rhyme. I then look around the corner and see that mom is already leaving the store, so i get on a cart and get it going fast and hop on. As I pass the checkout stand, I see the family of the mean girl but the man who shook my hand is not there, so I realize it wasn't a prank by them after all. Mom and the others are far across the parking lot, so I push the cart at a run and then hop on, and it keeps going all the way across the parking lot to the car, kind of like the carts in ​Janitors. I put my foot down and slow the car to a stop so I don't hit a black car behind the suburban. Then, for some reason, we have to go around the black car to get in, and there is this weird dirt path we have to walk on. Saxon meets us there and says he could smell the bees and the trashcan is open. We then get in the car, and I see that Saxon had tried to get on my Amazon Fire, and had done this weird blue, radio button, Bluetooth, thingy on it.

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    14. Dream - Cu-Cumbersome Pickle

      by , 06-19-2018 at 01:10 PM
      Date of Dream: TUE 19 JUN - 2018

      Dream No. 356 - Cu-Cumbersome Pickle

      I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was at my other grandparents' house with the rest of my family. I saw this random small pickle lying on the floor of the laundry; seemed harmless at first. As the dream progress, I could feel a negative energy coming off this pickle. Eventually, I started to verbally express my concern for it. Although no one was laughing, I don't think any of my family were taking the concern serious.

      Then the pickle actually started to grow in size and that's when I really started freaking out. I had ideas that the pickle was going to grow out of the laundry and then come after me and kill me. The family would just stay in the house but I was so terrified that I wanted to run out of there and on my way to the front door, I started calling for Dreamy WB. I felt I had to wait for her to come and collect me and so was shuddering in my boots as I waited, standing in the frame of the doorway. It felt like a tedious 2 - 5 minutes in real time before she came and must have called her almost 20 times.

      Eventually though, Dreamy WB came but her appearance was incorrect, I only knew it was her from the energy I perceived. She actually copied my grandma from my mum's side in appearance but thankfully spoke like Dreamy WB. I cried out to her, “Quick Dreamy WB! Let's get out of here or the pickle's going to kill me!”. She told me to this time, climb onto her back. Once I got onto her back, she piggybacked me but was able to run very fast to get me away from the house of horror.

      There was then a sub-scene playing where I was in a hospital bed and apparently the pickle had already caused some damage. Some nurses were there in the background but it was the incorrectly modelled Dreamy Wabbi that was looking after me. I was complaining to her about something but I forgot what. The pickle had attached to my toe and so I think I asked her if I would have to get my toe amputated. She calmly put a hand on my shoulder and said I wouldn't need to do that. She then pointed to the pickle which was hanging onto an extremely long, ugly nail and she had that all we had to was clip the exaggerated end of the nail off. That's all I can remember about this dream.

      Dream Tasks
      - Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No)
      - Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No)
      - Reach the Gyeongbokgung Palace (Achieved? Partially)
      - Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
      - In accordance to the "shared dreaming experiment" proceed on locating the moon (Achieved? No)

      Dream 356: Results (Competition #4)
      Competition Night: 18
      Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
      Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
      Emergency Team: None
      Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

      Points For This Entry: 3.0
      Calculation Details:
      - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
      - Summon Dream Guide (1.0)
      - Ask For Advice (1.0)

      + Previous Total: 75.0
      Total Accumulated Points: 78.0
    15. Flight from Muddy Ground

      by , 06-19-2018 at 08:20 AM
      Morning of June 19, 2019. Tuesday.

      I do not usually post generic bathroom wake-up call dreams unless they have unique factors. This one does, as vestibular system correlation seamlessly integrates into it in the last stage of the waking process, which is atypical.

      I become aware of my need to use a bathroom when I am in public. I enter an unfamiliar public bathroom and notice it is not clean or maintained very well. There are six open toilet stalls, three facing three on opposite sides of the room. One unknown man is sitting on the toilet near the corner. I consider using the one third to the right in the same row, but I decide not to, as the seat is not very clean. I walk around contemplating what I should do as a few other unknown males come and go.

      As I am standing just inside the entrance doorway, an unfamiliar short-haired boy of about twelve walks in, looks at the condition of the bathroom, and starts talking to me. I perceive him as a Communist from Eastern Europe who is probably in the region temporarily. He starts making comments about ecology and land features in the region (though I do not know where the setting is implied to be and I do not have a viable memory of my conscious self identity). I walk out with him, deciding that I will have to go home to use the bathroom.

      I continue on my own and step off the sidewalk onto muddy ground. I see that I am barefoot. I am carrying my shoes, but when I put them on the ground to put my feet into them, they become very muddy, so I decide not to wear them. My feet sinking into the ground a few inches annoys me. Two unknown young males of about twenty are watching me from the sidewalk. I take a few more steps and the ground remains soft and muddy. I do not really feel like trudging through this.

      Finally, I decide to fly home. I lift my arms and rise into the air effortlessly. I start flying toward another building in the distance, about twenty feet above the ground. There are a number of people walking around below. I start to consider how strange it is for so many other people not to fly to their destination, as it is more comfortable and easier than walking.

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