non-lucid

Date: 11/14/2013

I was a werewolf waiting for others. I transformed into a big wolf and saw myself in third person. Then first person while I was hiding under the bushes or beds. Then a werecroc or werealligator crawled by and saw me and I was pleasantly surprised. I stood up. I saw two lycanthropes with him. I was traveling. I was deciding the best way to travel. Brenda and Jojo were there.

Objective Context: Saw a croc bite an elephant's trunk last night.

Associations to the Dream Setting: Taft

Feeling(s) Experienced in the Dream: Surprise, doubt, decision

Date: 11/6/2013

Talking to M. Jojo. She thanked me for the Runes, but she thanked a number of names before mentioning me. There were just two of us talking face to face. I was going to do something else but Jojo said we should talk some more. Cooking with coal. I was adjusting the coal to spread the fire. Not enough heat. A party? Enrolling for school. Lico and I were walking down the street to Blumentrit to enroll.

Notes: Overslept. Too tired to try and wake up.

Objective Context: Talked to Rob along with Lico and Doji about the center. Read Fool Moon.

Age of Dream Ego:

Age Associated with the Dream Setting:

Associations to the Dream Setting: The streets of Sampaloc.

Feeling(s) Experienced in the Dream: Tired, weary, thoughtful

What Does the Dream Compensate: Learning?

Date: 10/24/2013

I was in some sort of medieval fantasy. A kid was dishing out revenge, killing a family. I saw him slash a young boy, probably just a few years younger than him. Blonde hair. While he has brownish hair. A dragon child rained down with other dragons on a town. He transforms.

Date: 7/20/2013

I was taking a bath in a bathroom. Unknown place. Yellow lightning. Put a porn magazine on the window. I think I put it on the tub filled with water earlier. I felt arrogant or snobbish. Travel. I was in a place near the sea. Reminds me of San Carlos. Sarisa. Asked the guy I was with if they're also edible here. He said yes, uninterested. Yellow Ranger. Fell in the sea and was captured by someone. Another female. Held hostage. Saw a shrimp. She acquired it. Hid from the person who captured her and morphed into shrimp so she can swim. House. The kitchen area behind the divider. The person who captured her went looking. She swam away. I was her, the captive's, body. Like something she shed off. I hid her, then a shrimp, under my shirt as I walked past the woman and went to the living room. Light in the kitchen was on. White. Dark in the living room. I thought that the shrimp can swim higher to avoid the person. Decided to push her out the window to help her escape. Remember thinking of meeting Blue Ranger. Admired him. Cook fest? San Carlos? I was with a cute guy. Taller than me. We were to bring mom a plate of food. We were in some sort of mini forest. She was lying down on a bench? On her side with her face away from us. She was topless. The guy told me he wouldn't want to see her torso and we should just leave the food. I agreed. After we put down the meal, I called her name so she'll know there's food. She turned her head to acknowledge? Or her whole body? Didn't see her front. We left and I ruffled the guy's hair. I noticed he's almost Caucasian. We parted ways. A scene. My brother's cooking. It's smoking like a barbecue outdoors. He cooks better than me. Watched the family eat. On the road. The side area has very light traffic and there's a guy, Robin Padilla, who gives directions or tells the person who asks how the traffic is ahead. There's an inconvenient bump that separates this lane.

Notes: Very messy. No rhyme or reason. Dream between 4 am and 6 am.

Objective Context: Ate huge shrimps yesterday. Lots of cooking and food. Used 2nd floor bathroom.

Associations to the Dream Setting: San Carlos - very memorable place albeit small. Also connects to another island via boat. The road - the bridge near Quiapo church, where Pasig jeeps come out. Also memorable. Reminds me of a crush, Le. Also travel to Shaw.

Feeling(s) Experienced in the Dream: Envious, curious, happy excited, snobbish, worried.

What Does the Dream Compensate: Lack of travel?

Date: 7/1/2013

I was with a lot of people. It was night and dark in the forest. We were walking around, and we're in the aftermath of an earthquake. We walked to the beach area, and we watched both sunrise and sunset across the beach. The sky is very orange. I looked directly at the two suns. Sunset has a yellow or orange core, sunrise is white. I was chasing a person. I was going to assassinate him. We were in a factory and a hospital. I keep changing my clothing to hide. I saw stairs going up, very prone to assassination. At one point, I became a nurse and a patient at the same time, looking from the patient POV and seeing the real nursr barely catching the me-nurse. I also sped down the stairs and out the window. Name: Natasha. I was running from someone, in the engg college, corner. Hid in the dark but the hairy guy in a suit still saw me, looking at me as he runs past. I then chased him. He became Prof X with working legs, and I'm a morphing Putty Patrol. I shot cannons at him at the CSL ground floor area.

Associations to the Dream Setting: Balulan beach, hospital, engg bldg USLS

Feeling(s) Experienced in the Dream: excitement, awe, wonder,

Date: 6/30/2013

I was in a mansion with other pairs of teams. There was a contest. It was break time, and one was practicing or showing off. White-haired middle-aged, toned guy. Reminds me of Spike from Buffy. Arc'd around the mansion, but failed to land back on top. Fell on the pool. Wide arc. I told a fellow call back others five to 10. It's 10 to 10. Heck just call them in now. Challenge for the pair of four teams explained. Skydive. Someone told me that they used to skydive without vacuum shoot. M&ms, smaller before, tried to eat while skydiving? We won. Brought home the prize. A magical fish caught in some sacred place. Going home. Scenery going back, like walking backwards. Mountains, domain of the monkey and eagle people. Ended up in the relatively peaceful and beautiful river nation. Big brother told me we will release it. We walked along a straight and narrow path. We passed by people. He asked me what's wrong. I told him I can barely see. I held the fish inside a transparent plastic bag. I asked him if it's even alive. He said yes. It looks like a koi fish, but bluish. It moved a bit. We arrived in an area with lots of waterways, but lookee more like canals. I asked if it's clean and if the fish will survive. He said yes. I saw other fishes swimming. Underneath, it is teeming with life. I pulled off the double-plastic bag, and had to go down near the water to release it. I said a short prayer to it that it should bless us for releasing it. I put it on the water, but it's dry. The surface of the water is hard. I saw a toy arrow near the fish. I didn't see it fly but there are boys nearby with bows. I saw the fish clam up, its fins turning into claw-like figures, covering itself, and its mouth looks more like a mosasaur's. Its color turned pale white, monster like, but I wasn't afraid of it. I was afraid FOR it. I took it back in my arms and went back up. One kid taunted me. I leaned on him and he fell on the "river." I kicked one kid. My arms are hard to move. Big brother chastised me for picking a fight.

Notes: Thought "I am able... to freely remember... my dreams" with bamboo breath before sleeping, and thought it while doing daily chores.

Objective Context: toy story 3. raining. no glasses back in manila- thought.

Age of Dream Ego:

Age Associated with the Dream Setting:

Associations to the Dream Setting: Lord of the Rings, the halfling's home. Manapla.

Feeling(s) Experienced in the Dream: Excitement, adventure, worry, frustration, anger

What Does the Dream Compensate:

Associations to Figures, Symbols in the Dream: Big brother- conscience and responsibility Sacred fish- prize/goal, to be protected, earned, changes Home- not place for my goals, distorts my goals, restricted

Date: 6/23/2013


Dream Text: I was in a mall. I wanted to go to the lower floors but I went to the 2nd floor instead. I was thinking whether to take the stairs or the elevator going down. I decided to use the stairs, but I can't recall walking down. Suddenly, I'm on the ground floor. I was walking down to the 1st lower ground (under the ground floor) and used a radio or toy walkie talkie to tell dad I'm there. The security guard told me it's actually a parking lot. Had to go back and take a different path going down. I arrived on the 2nd ground floor, where I was supposed to go. It is filled with toys. I also found rock candies of various colors. I chewed some blue and gray ones. I found two big crystals, a beautiful aquamarine, with a semi-transparent shell, and beautiful blue and white colors inside. It reflects another stone or crystal and showed the eagle of the other stone flying. I can't identify the other darker stone, but it seems to have an image of a superimposer eagle portrait.

Notes: I remember a lot of walking

Objective Context: I wanted to go to the mall. I kept thinking of my crystals back in Manila.

Age of Dream Ego:

Age Associated with the Dream Setting:

Associations to the Dream Setting: I've been there before in another dream.

Feeling(s) Experienced in the Dream: Excitement

What Does the Dream Compensate: Being stuck in the hospital unable to go anywhere.

Date: 6/16/2013

I was back Manila and there was a lot of things I want to do. I was in the Quiapo area. I keep forgetting to text Lico that I will be back that night. I was in our home, in the back. There was a gate or entrance in the back. I needed a battery, and Bern or Jade was cooking something to charge a battery. I went inside the kitchen and found a fire cooking in the corner, near the small window. I pointed it out and worried that it might explode. Nobody's paying attention. I went to the living room and took the baby outside. I went around the house. Also, mom and sis are supposedly going to Manila for the weekend, but I plan to stay behind in Manila. I was also thinking of going to a PATAS or LGBT event. Night. A bar area, like the one near Blue Wave near MOA. I met some people, unknown in real life. Met one cute guy I supposedly met earlier.

Feeling(s) Experienced in the Dream: anxiety, excitement

Original journal entry dated Dec. 11, 2002:

I was at school learning to cook spaghetti and I could turn into a tiny blue monkey at will. When I was in human form I wore a sock over my head so nobody could tell who I was. Nobody commented on it because they thought the sock was my real face. So then I was in tiny blue monkey form cross-country skiing on the roof of a minivan and I almost fell off into the wheel-well but my friends rescued me. Oh, yeah, and the minivan could fly. The end.

Pappa körde full med mig och min syster i bilen. Snabbt körde han och med imma på rutorna och i fel fil. Det var hemskt. Kanske var jag mer besviken på pappa än jag var livrädd för att det skulle ske en olycka.

Original journal entry dated Oct. 4th, 2002:

Had a dream about a futuristic setting, boys and girls school, somehow involving rival baseball teams and two best friends. Two guys. Well, supposedly two guys. Then one of the rival teams tries to bully one of them, he fights back, scuffle, gets in trouble, etc. For some reason the school is segregated and he does not know his friend is a girl. Finds out in the locker room by accident. Weird romance ensues.

Second dream, somehow in it got captured by a band of rogues, one of the men tried to attack me, I ran to the leader who knocked the guy around a little and made it clear to leave me alone. Which would've been comforting except for the whole belonging-to-him thing, if you know what I mean. Not so bad, he was handsome, long blonde hair, nice bod, nice face, etc. Generally a weird dream.

Original journal entry dated Oct. 15, 2002:

Dreamt that I was lying on a bed, in a bedroom. Full or queen-sized bed, with a comforter with a flower pattern. As it was dark in the room, I could not see the color of the comforter clearly, I believe perhaps it was mostly a brown or tan with hints of purple or green.

It was dark, and the air smelled as if there had just been a storm, or perhaps there was about to be one. I could hear the sound of branches rustling and bamboo clacking just outside the window, possibly in the back-yard. I could see the shadows of tree leaves playing on the ceiling. I was comfortable and happy.

In the dream, I dozed off. When I woke again, it was morning, the room was full of golden-ish light. The carpet was a gold color. I heard someone in the kitchen, presumeably cooking.

I've just arrived on the edge of a cliff, out of sight, and now I'm following a path through the trees into town. I'm shocked by the state of the place. Although visually, I-the-dreamer didn't actually see anything that looked unusual - it was night, the streets were empty, there wasn't much to see but it seemed like an ordinary small town - I had the impression that I-the-character was looking at foulness or decay, something along those lines. I hear a conversation like a voiceover, it's not part of this scene - I have the impression it's something said later, as if what I'm seeing is a flashback related to that conversation. In the conversation, I'm saying, "I saw-" and someone else cuts me off, saying "No. You didn't 'see.' You corrupted." They sound angry. That is to say, whatever's wrong with this town is due to my presence, or at least the person speaking believed so. Visually, I'm still walking through that town, and a woman appears in the street, shining or glowing, wearing white robes, and after a moment I recognize Erana. I'm very relieved and run to her; she's not looking at me, she's looking around at the town, looking like she's mourning.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

That same town, relatively early in the evening, when there are still people in the streets. I'm walking together with a married couple. I'm looking at two shops next to each other, and I'm remembering when the man I'm walking with praised this town to me, telling me I should come and visit him and his wife here, talking about the brightly colored buildings and the many-colored tiles on the roofs. I'm looking at the faded paint on these buildings and trying to convince myself that maybe it looks better in sunlight, but I don't think so. I mention this to him, and he brushes it off, vaguely implying that I'm misremembering what he'd said, or that he'd exaggerated, and that it's not important. I start to press the subject, asking his wife about the state of the town.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm walking on a dirt road just before dawn, sky's bright. The ground to my right drops off sharply into a valley which at the moment is filled with rising mist, and I'm stopping to enjoy the sight. It's very beautiful.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

A mother and daughter in their library, the mother is standing over a book lying open on a stand, and the daughter is behind the stand, trying to get a look at the book. She holds up a candle to try to read, but her mother tells her you can't read it like this. The mother puts out her candle, and all the other lights, and when it's pitch black the book starts glowing. As a 3rd person observer, I'm thinking something about how this makes perfect sense for a book about darkness. The mother is focusing on the book and saying "I shan't flee from you around here, mortal." The light from the book flares up so brightly I can't see anything else.

non lucid
*When visiting with karmapa this felt very real not like a dream. He told me that I could be doing much better with my practice. In his company started to laugh because from what he showed me everything is beyond conception. In the dream this caused me to laugh.

Morning of November 23, 2013. Saturday.

Dream #: 17,141-02. Reading time: 2 min 42 sec.



I am in the Stadcor Street house, though unaware it is a place where we had lived. The house has boxes and furniture in all the rooms, but there is water everywhere that covers much of it. It seems as if there a river within the house. I try to get through one area from the lounge room to the kitchen and sometimes go lower or under the shoulder-high water to pull myself back up while using boxes or furniture to stabilize my position. An old unknown male on a raft drifts by, seemingly annoyed by my presence.

Later, I am outside with Zsuzsanna near a big (fictitious) garage. The area is inhabited by people who are like composites of pilgrims and hillbillies with a colonial mentality. They are xenophobes. A man who reminds me of VonHelton, a conspiracy theorist on YouTube, is present. I was supposed to give him something from the house, but I had forgotten what it was.

“What does an injun and a gypsy hope to find here?” he loudly inquires, waving his arms around. He has a long white scraggly beard and reminds me of the personas from “Bugs Bunny: Hillbilly Hare.” There is a big table where there are old one-of-a-kind books. One of the people near the table seems friendly. Another man looks at me and tells me to be careful with the “one-of-a-kind” books, and I stare him down while telling him that I am “one-of-a-kind.” However, it also seems that similar “one-of-a-kind” books are underwater back in the house.

Time passes, and I seem to be Zsuzsanna, but my voice seems to be mine. No one notices. I am looking through books on family names. There is an ancestor on Zsuzsanna’s mother’s side named either Mark Davids or David Marks, but it seems unlikely in my dream (in real life, it is “Marks,” anglicized from the original name). The book I am looking through as Zsuzsanna while speaking to other people at the table has the names in proximity. One features in a comic-strip-like section (though with real photographs) as a Czechoslovakian pirate chasing another man who ends up neck-high in a river near mossy rocks. (There is a “Czech Pirate Party” - “Pirate Parties were established in many European countries as a protest against the restriction of the civil rights by lobby groups.” There may be influence from the news “Hundreds of rampaging neo-Nazis attempt pogrom against Romani people in Ostrava.”)

I continue to read (as Zsuzsanna) information on her father’s people and the genocide that is still an issue. (In real life, he had escaped to Australia). There is a connection to the word “pogrom” and the name “Ostrava” and other terms, some fictitious, the main word being “Sym,” which supposedly means a pogrom against the “gypsies” (Romani). It could be a play on “Sim.” It seems to be “Sxm” at times. (There was a “precognitive” thread here, though likely telepathic for lack of a better word. Toby had posted “Sxm” on Facebook right after I started writing this entry - his own new shortened form of the name of a radio station he had never posted about before.)

I become aware my youngest son is here. I open a book and in the back, between the back cover and the last page, is a big praying mantis preserved much like a leaf, its wings (somewhat semi-circular) spread out. It is nearly the size of the page. It floats in the air for a short time before drifting back down onto the page, as if from a subtle life-force, perhaps from suspended animation. It is the most vivid part of my dream. My son watches with mild interest but does not speak. I am thinking, as Zsuzsanna, that I should “find my husband.”

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I have added another “precognitive” facet even though the matching dream content of another poster had an older date. It was posted right after mine (so I am adding the “dream journal synchronicity” tag). Ashzepplin’s online dream journal (dream id 189743) no longer exists.

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I was with S at wal-mart. We were looking to buy snacks because my dad was making us learn what it was like to live in the real world and be adults. He said we had to survive on our own. I was telling S that we only had a limited amount of money and should spend it wisely.

I was watering the plant in my room. After I poured two big pitchers of water (it's a big plant) into the soil, i noticed that the soil was still dry as a bone. I got really frustrated and started watering the plant excessively until the pot was flooded with water.

Edit: Trapped in middle school.

I think I had this dream once, a long time ago. (When I was actually in middle school) The premise was simple. I had stayed after at my middle school for some reason, but then at a certain time the doors automatically locked and I was trapped inside the school building, and was tasked with finding a way out.
Eventually, I ended up going through a ventilation duct onto the roof. From there, I jumped off the roof and managed to get home.