non-lucid

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I'm in a farm and I know it's a dream. I fly over the trees and look at the red barn. I remember I wanted to meet up with and create a permanent DC. I thought of a new experiment. I have a distinct favorite color and some lucky numbers I always go with. I would like to have an interview with a DC in my dream and ask him or her what his or her favorite colour is, what their lucky number is and try to memorise their face as well as I can. When I wake up I want to make a painting of the DC's face, write down the name of the DC, her or his favorite color and lucky number. I also would want to create some notes about what I think about the DC and what he or she likes to do. By doing this I will create a deeper connection with the DC and much more easily create a permanent DC. I wake up in a bed and there are Diego and some other people. We play a game and Diego wants us to pray.

Dream 1: In this dream I was living alone in a small apartment across from Dominos. I went to work and then wanted to take a break and go home for a bit so I did and then was worrying about how long it had been since I left. I spent time making and eating food. I also saw a friend outside my apartment and they found out I was living there now. They thought it was really cool because right next door there was some popular shop. Maybe an ice cream shop. You had to go down a ladder to get there. I also was eating food at my friends car during break. When I finally went back there was an inspector and he was checking stuff out. I realized I forgot my hat, mask and apron so I had to leave and come back.

A semi-lucid I had the other night, I was on a street close to the clubhouse in my childhood neighborhood, there was a dialogue going on but I interjected and said "this is a dream" and then the dream exploded into vividness, I started to try to stabilize the dream, I rubbed my hands together, I said "three plus three is..." and there was a slight pause in the dream then I said "six", I looked forwards and feared that the dream was going to wobble and collapse but I did something I don't normally do and I spun around to stabilize the dream, I remember vividly trying to stay conscious to keep the lucid dream alive, earlier in the dream I had become vivid and feared I was going to become too excited to pop the dream but it didn't end at that point.

I was outside with my mom, the dream scene was on a slope against a coast. My mom and I were picking in the grass, there had been some sort of item that had exposed a group of drugs and my mom was on the case, I was acting innocent like I'd never seen it, I threw the object onto the ground and my mom went on to the ground to see it, we were both now on the ground looking at what was originally a small object of drugs turned into a row of acid and molly, while I'm looking at this on the ground with my mom I see a girl from my high school Ol in a lawn chair against the house shuffling back and forth, she eventually gets up, she turns into my older sister, my view turns towards the ocean, I'm wearing a cape, the wind catches my cape and I'm flying down the slope towards the ocean, I think I may land hard but I fly upwards before landing harshly and I land in the ocean beyond the markers, and now I'm swimming towards the shore towards other people who are within the markers.

Dream1: I was hanging out with Nelk and SteveWillDoIt. I was mostly taking to Steve. We were hanging out for a while and he seemed to like me so I asked him if we could do an interview and put it on youtube. He liked that idea. I asked if we could put 1 video on my channel and 1 on his. He said no he couldnt do that. Then I offered to just put it on his channel and he gives me a shoutout. He was donw for that. At one point I was chugging my water but it didnt really feel like I was drinking anything so I looked inside my bottle and there was a metal layer close to the cap. Thats why I couldnt drink, it was blocked. I then learned if I just tip it I can drink some water slowly.

It all begins outdoors, on the top of a mountain, semicovered with ice.. I'm observing a veteran is getting ready to go down a steep hill, a couple of hundred feet down. He's not even well covered, just wearing a t-shirt and black shorts, he's also barefoot!. He sits on the floor, starts scooting with hands and feet, and takes off!, he gains speed quickly, then he hits a bumpy curve and bounces up and down, and I think to myself "that must hurt". He's laughing and going all the way down.

Another DC appears and wants to do it as well...He is about 20 years old, he's well protected with gloves, jacket and padded pants, and has one of those go PRO cameras. He is going down the hill on his stomach?!... I only see when he takes off quickly.

Now I'm at the bottom of that steep big hill. There is a rectangular wooden box enclosed, where the two DCs ended up! I could see, and feel what is like inside the box. DC 1 and 2 are facing down, one after the other, and can't move much inside. Then I get that claustrophobic feeling! terrifying...!
the young DC is calling someone's name, but there isn't any answer. I glance outside the box and there seems to be a building... I go back inside the box, and I can't take that feeling anymore... I decide to tear the box apart so they could get out.!

Dream1: This dream was around my house.

At one point I remember having rolled a ton of small and skinny joints that I wanted to give to someone.

At one point I remember seeing a new minecraft modpack that made me really want to do a LP youtube series.

At one point I remember Carlo being there and I was tagging him as a vulnerable player or something in this game menu.

Dream 2: I was setting up a date with this girl I havent met before and was also thinking about what Kim would think

Dream 3: I wanted to play baseball with some friends and then some young kids showed up. I asked if they wanted to play against us and they said after their game.

Dream 4: I was on a cruise ship and saw connor murphy fooling the staff and getting away with shenanigans. He stole a uniform. Then he was preaching the good word to some kids from a catwalk and it was getting a little weird with the way he was asking kids to raise their hands and stuff but it was wholesome in the end. I became him during that. Then I remember 2 enemies on the ship fighting either to get me or against eachother. I remember one died then I tried to kill the other. My gun ran out of bullets and I ran all pver the ship looking for more but just found empty mags.


Dream 5: I was at a social gathering in an alleyway looking place. I found these mechanical pencils which shot spraypaint so I started spraypainting "THC" on the walls as best I could. I remember there was often lines on the wall showing where the spraypaint would go as if I was in VR.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I'm at an airport with my sister. There is a really long queue and my sister tells me to take up my passport. I go to the dining area and there is Noah S. He is talking with the man by the pay desk and is complaining about how his cake has a bad taste. I go to the line-up behind him and start to eat the cake Noah is complaining about. I think the cake is pretty good. It looks and tastes like a cardamon cake with crust on the top. The cashier is very troubled with Noah and tells Noah that he is sorry about the cake. After a while I have eaten up the caka and Noah leaves. I help the cashier with the dishes. He looks like an Italian and is about 50 years old. I tell him about my summer place and he wonders about how we keep the beach clean. I tell him we have to spend a day's work each year cleaning up all the algae that washes up during the other seasons of the year. He is very thankful when I have helped him with the the dishwasher. As I look in the cutlery drawer there is a worm by the knives. The cashier says in a jocosely voice that the worm doesn't belong there and removes it with a knife.

There is a car chase and I'm with the police that is chasing a child. The child takes a sharp turn and we hear a metal sound. As we follow his turn he is gone. There is a detective trying to deduce where the child went. He says that the child probably went inside the big building right in front of us. As he says so we see the child's car driving in the building. We follow him but he is gone. We lost him. I'm alone with my family and a man about 40 years old. The man says that it's always good to have an old mother that has a cool car. We see his mother and she drives away with the cool car. We see the car and it's painted orange on one side and dark blue on the other side. We understand that this car was used when the child escaped. Me and my family is driving a car and my mother says a joke about the old woman being 64 years old but someone else says that she was actually 67 years old. There is laughter in the car.

Possible recurring elements: Cakes, my summer place, worms, car chases, family.

Notes: I dreamt about my passport because I need it when I am to go to the bank today. I dreamt about Noah because I heard him sing two days ago. I played a game with Super Mario yesterday and the cashier had a mustache like Mario and looked Italian. Yesterday I got irritated because the kitchen was looking bad and someone had made food without cleaning after them. That's why I dreamt about helping the cashier with the dishes. I dream about worms sometimes, I think it's one of my dream signs. I thought about going to my summer place yesterday, that's why I dreamt about talking about my summer place. Car/vehicle chases is one of my dream signs. Sometimes I'm the one being hunted and sometimes it's the other way around. This detective theme was something new. It was just like a detective movie where the detective makes a good deduction and he was just right afterwards. The mother with the car seems kind of random. I don't remember the joke about the old mother but I don't think it made any sense.

I'm playing a shooter game, Valorant, and as usual with my video game dreams it's in first-person perspective but I am the character. I was using a pump shotgun, and crouching down and using my alternate fire mode made the shotgun fire a slug instead of its usual spread of pellets. I was waiting around the corner and I head the enemies walking by, so I waited until I saw them then fired. They were far enough away from me that I could use the slug effectively. I ended up getting 3 kills on them.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I'm in the mountains. I'm a white rabbit in the snow. I'm looking at the amazing view out over the mountains. The tops of the mountains have snow on them. There are some humans walking the mountains. There is a fox I think.

I'm in a hut with a woman that is approximately 45 years old. She is sad because her children are about to die in the blizzard outside. I tell her that I can go out and help them. She says that I shouldn't because then I maybe will get caught in the blizzard. I tell her that if I only can save one child it will be worth it (This moment was very emotional). I walk out of the house but it's not a blizzard. I'm in my home town. I am affected that I couldn't save the children and I'm sad when I think about the woman that will cry a lot if her children die. Instead I walk by the waters and I see my friend's dad walking. I greet him.

Possible recurring elements: Mountains, snow, children.

Notes: I don't remember any dream where I have been an animal and that was a pleasant experience. The mountains were breathtaking. I have dreams about dying children that I am supposed to save sometimes. In my last dream when I saved children I was about to save a wolf's dying children. I talked with my mom about how many children I will have yesterday. That's why I dreamt about children. I played badminton three days ago and that's when I thought about my friend's dad because he often works there. That's why I dreamt about him in my dream.

Jamie Dreams

I had two dreams where I was in an office or something and jamie was coming to see me...

another dream where she had lived with me for a week and then took off like she was missing. Me and some friends would run into her randomly around town.

Skyrim

A dream about being in skyrim with Captain Picard. He drank something which made copies of himself. There were like 30 of him and he said, "There's too many of me."

I hope for better Jamie dreams next week.

Also had a brief lucid somewhere but i totally forget it....

Dream 1(Climbing w/ Matt, hot dogs, carlo sick, climbing home):Started out by going to the climbing gym with MAtthieu, Carlo, Adrian and Ebony. It was the reopening of climbing gyms. We got in and all got ready in the locker room. We put our stuff in 1 locker. At one point I was alone with 2 other random people in a small locker room and I was hungry before climbing so I was eating 2 hot dogs that I picked up out of a toilet. I expected the 2 people to judge me but they didn't seem to outwardly. Just before going in Carlo said he wasn't feeling well and Adrian and Ebony brought him to the hospital. Me and Matt went inside and it was a beginner class without the climbing, kind of like a theory class. This worried me a bit and then found out the climbing wall was in another room. Matt and I went there and started climbing. He was decent right away even though it was his first time. I tried a v0-v1 and it was super hard, I had to toe hook and grab the top of the ledge. Then there was another V1 that I had to get beta from another climber for. He helped the first few moves and I got on. I realize halfway I didnt even know where the rest of the route was so I got down to fully analyze before trying again. Later I was coming home and was able to climb the lip on the ledge of the house in the front. I shimmied over to the door and surprisingly mama wasn't too mad about that. I vaguely remember hanging in the backyard after and maybe climbing the back of the house too.

Dream 1: Driving
I was supposed to get to Rosamond, I think to meet Dad for something. I pulled up the map, and accidentally tapped the wrong town, whose name started with a “B,” that was right next to my destination. The map was completely fictional – The land mass I was on was a large island, and the surrounding towns were all in their own little sections of the map. Rosamond was to the southeast of me, and the GPS had me taking a highway that went south and then out east to the town. I set my destination and started driving.
The freeways were crazy – they all had ridiculous hills and steep, sharp drops. I felt myself going too fast at times, but when I went to slow down the freeway would smooth out and I’d be back to going 70-75 mph as I usually do. At one point I took the wrong exit; instead of the one that was labelled for my path to the left, I took the exit to the right labelled “Superman,” and took an almost 90-degree drop. My car started to flip over, but the scene switched into a third-person perspective, and I was able to right my angle to land all four wheels before the road started to flatten.
The dream scene changed as I made it to my destination. It was a big city, reminiscent of Chicago, but it was supposed to be San Diego. The freeway had one more giant hill and drop, but there was too much traffic to get up to it. It was easier just to take the elevator up to the top of the building the freeway connected to, then drive one of the rental cars off the top. So, I got out, met a friend of mine, then we waited in line. The scene changed and ended before I got up to the top.


Dream 2: Dinner
Before this begins, I am now not too sure of myself – is this a separate dream, or just a change of scenery?
I met my family at an Italian restaurant called Rigatony’s, in San Diego. It was rather small and busy inside. This was the kind of place that the locals would eat at. The walls were decorated with these façades of Italian buildings, so it was supposed to feel like we were eating in an alleyway, or in the middle of the street. There was a family a few tables across from us, who had a baby that wouldn’t stop crying. My Dad said this was a pretty popular place, and I asked him how that could be if it was so small. He pointed to one of the doors of the façade, a screen door with frosted glass, and I noticed there were some lights behind it. He told me that door opened up to a whole ‘nother section of the restaurant just like the one we were in. the dream faded out as R2-D2 from star wars was trying to scoot past our table.

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Here I would like to describe the feeling of the decoration in this restaurant. I would describe it as an indoor space trying to seem like an outdoor one. It gives me a strange, otherworldly feeling – like it is completely fake, and I can see that I’m inside if I look closely enough. But if I decide to ignore the details, then I can be immersed and feel like I am outside. Once place in waking life that gives me this feeling is the Venetian in Las Vegas. Look up some pictures of the inside and you’ll see what I mean. The ceiling is painted and lighted to look like the sky, with clouds and sunlight, and if you don’t look closely enough you may be fooled.

It was late at night and my aunt left. That is unfortunately when I realized my mom was also gone and I had no one to take me to school. I then complained about this in a way that caused me to gain lucidity. I saw my aunt's van (very consistent, I know) and saw my rottweiler in there. I asked her to say something a few times and she made deep, guttural vocalizations that vaguely sounded like "Bree". I got in the car with her to watch videos when I heard a knocking at the door next to mine. It was my sister and she was getting my attention about a book, which appeared to be from the goosebumps series. I interpreted this as a threat and got out of the car with a lighter and backed away into the front yard where I attempted to set her on fire, although all it did was momentarily cause her pain with no visible signs of damage. The way I was doing this led us into the street where she managed to grab me by the neck and slowly morphed into a poorly passing trans woman with a sinister smile on her face, which is when I woke up

Morning of June 13, 2020. Saturday.

Dream #: 19,535-03. Reading time: 2 min 56 sec.



Although parts of this dream have influences from coronavirus associations as read in the media in waking life, there is, as usual, no dream self recall or concern about the pandemic, only three compartmentalized threads unlinked in my dreaming experience. The first is a reference to someone having a sore throat, the second relating to the claim I read in an article that bugs in a dream are “symbolic” of COVID-19 (and yet people have always dreamt of bugs long before this), and the third relating to stores being abandoned and boarded up (associated with media reports about rioting and looting as well as COVID-19).

My dream self is a sorcerer in this imaginary scenario. My waking-life identity is absent even though I am in what is possibly a variation of the Hinkler Centre shopping mall though it also has the vague, ambiguous essence of my middle school and a shopping mall in La Crosse. An unfamiliar man and woman approach me. The man claims he got a sore throat from me. I tell him, “I never had a sore throat in my life.” (My dream self has no recall of ever having one, anyway.) I had supposedly been in service to them as a sorcerer, though I am unsure as to what he had wanted from me. He reminds me by giving me a card (about one and a half times bigger than a business card) that supposedly has their requests on it, though I do not read it.

Even so, I am annoyed. I do not want to deal with these people, so I summon scarab beetles in their direction, though only a few crawl towards them. (This event is similar to one in a dream from April 14, 2020, though that was with comedic, sarcastic intent with ants.) I decide to leave the scene, now recalling I should be wearing different clothes (instinctual awareness of being undressed as I sleep).

I walk out to the parking lot (liminality management) and notice most of the windows of the shopping mall are boarded up (another type of dream state liminality management, though with a more defined division between dream space and wakefulness). I want to get something from a store. I eventually find one store at the other end up the shopping mall that is not boarded up and is open. It is a grocery store with many shoppers. After I go in, I look around and realize I am not here to buy anything but to retrieve my clothes. (It makes no sense other than as specific co-occurrence with preparing to wake by being near a checkout with the association of getting dressed after getting out of bed. Once dreams are understood for what they are, there is no doubt as to their translation.)

Instead of waking with this otherwise familiar process, my dream becomes exponentially more vivid. The vestibular-cerebral handshake kicks in to an extreme degree, and I find that I seem to be a young boy scout (and dressed the part, including with khaki shorts) even though I also have the recall I had been a sorcerer in the previous transition. Three men tower over me like giants, though I do not feel threatened or insecure. They are going on a fishing trip and are waiting for the man I wanted to avoid in the first dream segment. He eventually arrives and is huge. However, I summon a fireball and disintegrate him. The other “giants” do not seem to care and behave as if they are glad to be rid of him.

Even so, I decide to instinctually initiate the next process. I turn and walk through the wall of a nearby building into a dark bedroom. However, one of the men from the previous scenario walks in, though he is now normal size, as I am. He is thankful for me getting rid of the other man but patronizes me by giving me a card addressing what he wants from me by way of sorcery. Soon, another man comes in and also gives me a card with his requests.

I am then on the porch of my present home (liminality management) and wonder if I should wait for the third man to approach me in case he also has a card. Even so, I begin to feel that my dream is too ridiculous to continue, so I wake myself.

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Morning of June 13, 2020. Saturday.

Dream #: 19,535-07. Reading time (optimized): 2 min.



My dream self maintains the instinctual awareness I am dreaming (after dropping back from post-liminal mode to pre-liminal) by becoming more aware while sitting in a bed near the ocean (potential reinduction). There is the typical indoor-outdoor ambiguity, with my bed in this instance being near a harbor in Antissa, Lesbos, though the setting does not have a more discernible definition.

My waking-life identity is absent. I am listening to an operatic aria (fictitious, I assume) sung by Luciano Pavarotti about Antissa. (I do not listen to opera in waking life.) I am unsure of the source of the music, but it is probably from a cassette (as my dream self has no recall of what a CD is).

The sleep-wake manager eventually appears as an unknown male, but he is in passive mode (non-RAS; non-cerebral.) I sit down and watch him create a painting. It features a black oval as a scene of outer space. (This feature represents a higher level of sleep atonia, which may be why somatosensory kicks in as the trigger in the last scene rather than a vestibular event.) There are sparse red and blue ovular arcs around the “egg.” I absentmindedly add a blue ovular arc to the image’s right side with a felt-tip pen. Almost immediately, I feel as if I may have been intrusive in doing this. I start praising his art, focusing the most on the outer space rendering within the oval. He does not seem angry or annoyed.

A reporter approaches and wants to interview the unknown artist. There is still indoor-outdoor ambiguity, though the setting has more outside dynamics at this point. The two men stand and face each other, about ten feet away from me. The reporter says he is interviewing “the aggressor.” I am puzzled by this and state that he is not an “aggressor,” though I do not know his history. I hope I did not embarrass him by saying this.

Soon, a sun spider (camel spider), as long as the reporter’s head, crawls around from behind his head and covers his right ear. I am amused, as neither man seems to know it is there. Another sun spider of about the same size as the first crawls from behind the reporter’s head but goes around to the other man’s right ear. The man ignores it despite being aware of it. There is no sense of a threat, as my dream self considers them harmless. I wake at this point with a sense of great amusement.

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A vestibular-cerebral handshake did not occur as the waking process in this instance (as the result of greater sleep atonia but with a directive toward hand myoclonus), so it was somatosensory in this case. In other words, I sleep on my left side, with my right ear more exposed to my waking-life environment. The somatosensory focus was liminally drawn to that factor, especially as a spider often represents the human hand and its somatosensory arousal (though a sun spider is not a true spider).

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