non-lucid

Date of Dream: WED 13 JUN - 2018



Dream No. 354 - She Knows About Exclusion

I don't remember much of this dream. From what I can remember, I was at a distorted and older dated version of Stud Park Shopping Centre. I was walking around near Kmart area but I forgot what I was specifically doing at the time. There were people around the place that I tried to speak to but no matter what I did, they wouldn't answer me.

It became night time, in the same area, and there was this function going on, mostly comprising of Killester girls but there were other people as well. Each person had a partner to dance with but I had no one. The feeling of exclusion really got to me and made me feel down, so I tried to call out for Dreamy Wabbi to see if she could do anything about it. There was no response and so I had to keep trying. Eventually, I came out the place and continued calling; still nothing.

After a while of being outside, calling for Dreamy WB, I figured nothing was working and so I came back and wondered into the building. When I was in there though, there was a couple of Killester girls that looked towards me with this sad, petty face and came running up to me. They said they both wanted to dance with me and so we danced in a triangle of three. I said they didn't have to but these girls insisted that they dance with me. What I didn't know is that Dreamy WB must have come and spoken to them behind the scenes without being aware. I then find out that my dance partner was actually supposed to be my brother NB who came late and turned just now. 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)
- Decipher a solution to the maze of chambers (Achieved? No)



Dream 354: Results (Competition #4)
Competition Night: 12
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



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

+ Previous Total: 57.0
Total Accumulated Points: 58.0

Morning of June 13, 2018. Wednesday.



My dream self holds a liminal awareness of being asleep. Eventually, a subliminal focus on bodies in blankets, as we have more (and thicker) blankets on us in the cooler weather, helps build the first dream segment. The setting is unknown, but seems loosely based on an association with our backyard on Stadcor Street in Wavell Heights (where we have not lived in years).

I find myself carrying a corpse fully wrapped inside a thick blanket (autosymbolism, though with literal threads, for my physical body being inactive in sleep). I consider that it is Earl (an older half-brother on my mother’s side who died in 2007). Even so, the body is not of realistic size or weight (though my dream self does not consider this). I drop him into a pile of other bodies that are in a hole in the ground. The hole accommodates the length of a little less than two bodies and the width of about two bodies. The bodies are almost to the top of the hole. When I drop Earl in, he somehow easily slips down vertically into a space between my mother and my brother-in-law Bob on the right (though Bob is still alive in real life as far as I know). (They are each fully wrapped in a blanket.) This cheerfully surprises me. There is an awareness of how his body actually seemed to quickly shrink as it slipped down into the space below (vestibular system correlation autosymbolism). I know there are several other bodies farther down, all relatives. I briefly think about the bodies being together like this, vaguely pondering if it is the right way to have a burial. I have a false memory that it is normal to have the bodies of deceased relatives in a backyard like this.

Knowing that they have to remain buried at a deeper level, I push down on the bodies and even roll around on top of them to force them farther down into the hole. This works to a degree and about two feet of space remains near the top of the hole, but I do not yet shovel dirt into it.

In the next segment, dominated by non-lucid dream control, I am in an indoor location, though it is mostly unfamiliar (though my dream self perceives it as our present home). I am explaining to members of my family how to see into the spirit realm. They are all on my right, including our youngest son. I consider possible communication with Marilyn (older half-sister on my mother’s side who died in 2014).

This connection to the spirit world is activated by pressing a paperclip onto the edge of a button on the television remote. (In my dream, the perimeter of each button is metallic.) Doing this distorts the signal, removing most of it to display supposedly ghostly broadcasts and patterns. At first, the screen is mostly black, but there is a fuzzy form that moves across the screen from right to left (though of which mainly just seems like signal interference). I point it out to family members as evidence that ghostly activity is being seen.

Soon, another form is seen. It is like a very hazy incomplete rendering of Godzilla, about half the height of the screen, somewhat like a pale gray outline with some other details, but it also seems to be a chubby young cat walking on its back legs (which my dream self does not pick up on the autosymbolism of in a cat being a “witness” to the nature of the dream state in mediating the preconscious bulwark, here rendered as the television screen). The image wobbles and sways as it moves from right to left. I tell the others to watch this odd feature.

Eventually, very clear and detailed scenes are visible, though they are in black and white. There are two “devils” conversing in one scene, one female and one male. They are also insect-like, though mostly human. They have goat horns as well as insect antennae. They are in an outside environment near a rocky area. I have no concern about this scene (as I even find it amusing) and I start to consider that this is a farce. At one level, despite continuing to pretend the images are coming from the spirit world, I realize that all I am doing is weakening a normal television broadcast to create “ghost” images and isolated partial pieces of the real broadcast.

Sliding the paperclip against the buttons on the remote, the normal broadcast of a schooner at sea, originally in color, changes into a hazy black-and-white image and the rolling sea becomes the wavy lines of the vertical hold being out of adjustment, distorting diagonally (an amazing effect in my dream). There are other images after this, one being the hazy “ghost” of a sea captain. Soon, color images from legitimate television broadcasts start to remain on the screen longer. I tell my family that the process is starting to weaken and the supposed spirit world contact is no longer viable. It has an association with static electricity lessening after more continuous contact with the metallic surfaces. The last image as I wake is a vivid colorful view from under a girl looking down at the viewer, her head against the blue sky.

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This dream was caused by the typical combination of autosymbolism (based on the sleeping, dreaming, and waking process) with television influence, which is interesting, as television is an analogy to a liminal space division or preconscious bulwark.

The primary influence of both dream segments was “The Seven Year Itch” episode of “Grimm”, seen just prior to going to bed. The remote and paperclip scenario was additionally based on a question from “Think Tank” seen earlier yesterday, though based on an incorrect answer otherwise regarding how a felt-tipped pen saved the Apollo 11 mission (by completing a circuit). It is extraordinary how non-lucid mediation of a dream combines total fantasy with distorted waking life associations, though this is by lifelong habit since early childhood in sometimes reviewing and altering content of television shows, movies, comic books, and so on, in liminal stages of the dream state induction process.

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In this dream, I ampart of a group, possibly of students, although we seem to be doing whatever it is we’re doing out in the streets of a city rather than in a classroom. At some point, I go into a shop with a few others. It’s selling clothing—skirts mostly, long, summer-y ones that look handmade, in a variety of colors and patterns, but some belts and scarves and things as well.

The things in the shop don’t seem to be in any particular order: in one part of the room is a big pile of loosely-folded skirts. I think one skirt looks interesting and pull it out to get a closer look, but it now seems to be a sheepskin vest with pictures and words on it, not really like anything else in the shop. I put it back.

I then look at a display of jewelry on one wall. It all appears to be carved out of some kind of iridescent mineral of many colors—definitely something natural, judging by the variations. Next to the jewelry are some plectra made from the same material. A young woman from the class tells me that there are more in another part of the room, so I go to look at those as well.

I find one plectrum there that’s blue, in a kind of boomerang shape. It looks interesting, but I’m concerned that it’s too blunt. Another is a brilliant red with little flecks of black and white on the edges and basically triangular, but with slightly concave edges going up to the point. I’ll buy that one, I decide.

12.6.18

Wow! I had lots and lots of dreams last night. I was so surprised to see the clock when I got up, and it was only 6:39 A M! I thought it was like 10 A M. I had 2 lucid dreams and some other interesting ones.

It took me 30 minutes just to write the short form of my dream journal entry. I will work on typing it in full in 30 minute increments because otherwise it will be too over whelming.

I had a different routine before bed. Instead of going on forums for 2 hours from like 5 to 7 I just relaxed and stared at my ceiling. Just let myself unwind and be under-stimulated for a change. I wonder if this helped me sleep and dream better.

(ZZZ)

The first time through the night that I woke up, I did have some dreams in mind. I didn't open my computer to type them, and just laid back down instead. There were only a few details and I was really tired still.

I tried to do a mental acronym of "g.p." to help bring them back to mind later, but it didn't bring the memory back later. Oh well. I actually recalled round 2 of dreams for a change, so I guess it worked out just fine.

(ZZZ)

Round 2 of dreams. The first part I remember is being with my friend C L up in the room he lived in with some other people.

The next thing I remember is being at a food store. Like the big store in G C. I was doing a friend a favor by picking up their groceries. When I went to check out the groceries, my card didn't work. I had to put it in the chip reader thing. There were a bunch of strings of letters that I had to match. Eventually there was a screen with streaks of colors like red and blue swirling around. It showed the words anger and rage being transformed into something to do with achieving goals.

I remember a scene where I was going to go to the beach. I had one wet towel which I wanted to hang up in the sun to dry when I got there. And another towel to lay on. When I got there I found that there were 2 to 3 sections of the beach. One with docks, for boats. One for swimmers. And maybe a third. I was in the one for boats and had to go to the one for swimmers.

Eventually, I was in the beach water, swimming. It was sunny out. The water was dark green blue like beach water. Something's tail suddenly bumped into me! I saw that it was a black or dark green tail. It had some kinds of bands around it. I will try to draw them. I touched the tail, and it was slimy.

'Is that an alligator?' I thought. I rushed to swim to shore, but careful not to draw its attention and make it chase me. Once I got a little closer in to shore, it swam under me again. Then its head poked up from the water to my left. My friend said it was a Tyrannosaurus something. I was feeling such tremendous amounts of fear this whole time. Its head was almost rectangular but had sharp T Rex teeth. I put my hand on its head to try to keep it from biting me. It was really scary!!!

Then my friend and I were walking on land. I think we talked about it a little but eventually moved on from the fear.

I think we were arguing with people around us. Eventually we came to an orange and purple building. It was orange with purple squares where the windows would be. My friend said he would climb it but he was afraid of the torque at the top. When we got to the top, there did seem to be a feeling of torque. Pulling us down.

When we got to the ground, W G was there. We were talking about moving to a new place. W G was in a bed. I told him as soon as we moved, I'd get to working towards my goals right away. I told him my goal.

Eventually, we got to the new place. I remember starting out in the library. But I wanted to attend 2 A C A meetings that morning to ensure that I would be in a good mind state for the coming day. I also resolved not to try meeting any new women at first because I wouldn't want to make anything awkward.

I remember walking around in the middle of this quad housing complex. There was a woman there who I was going to meet. Her parents made some kind of diagram appear that showed where we both were so we could find each other. I remember the diagram actually was skewed and made it more difficult so I was kind of angry at the parents. I wanted to tell them it didn't work. I remember a picture of a dog on it. The dog had a speech bubble saying "Hi".

I woke up from those and recalled them. I let myself RBFA, confident that I would re-remember them later. And I did!

(ZZZ)

I had one sleep cycle i woke from and couldn't remember any dreams. Also I got up to use rest room and laid back down. And thought about cross talk rule for a few minutes without realizing it was time to try to recall that dream. By the time I realized it, it was too late. But I was just thinking of how my need to cross talk is magically reduced.

(ZZZ)

Here was round 4 of dreams. I had an interesting lucid part at the end which I woke up directly from and tried to re-enter. Because of that, I neglected to recall the earlier parts of the dream. I'm sure that if I would have tried sooner, I'd have remembered more of the earlier parts. So by the time I realized there had been earlier parts to this dream it was almost too late. I only got a few things.

I forgot a lot of the earliest parts.

Then I was on a message board using chrome without images. All the images were not showing but I wondered how because last I checked that setting was turned off.

In the thread I clicked on, I saw that the woman had posted several grey bird type Pokemon evolution things by her avatar and more in her signature. Some of them looked more like bugs. I wondered if they could possibly be from the same evolutionary chain.

I forgot these middle parts.

Then I remember being in a big dining hall with just myself and C R. We both had some steaks to microwave. Some only had a little left on the bone and some were big pieces. I remember mine were on a napkin so some of the grease was removed. C R didn't want to sit near me. I was thinking of the other side of trait 12 and how he pushed people away before really becoming good friends. I accepted that he just wanted space, and sat far away with my food to work on something.

Then two people came in. "Mike" and "Tim". (No waking life correspondence.) But I said that the managers of my restaurant were also named "Mike" and "Tim". They wanted to check the kitchen so I went in there with them. There were shelves above the stainless steel counter tops.

I don't remember anything in the middle here but I know there was stuff.

I had a lucid part at the end which was interesting.

I let myself fall back asleep after recalling these in my mind. I also checked to see if round 2 was still in the "storage bank" and it was. I eventually fell asleep while thinking of those.

(ZZZ)

Here was round 5 of dreams. I remember my friend L on the phone. She was saying how we couldn't "pray" to each other. We had to pray to our own "higher powers".

I was out front of my house looking at the garbage that was put out. There were lots of beer cans. 'Dad must have been drinking a lot,' I thought. He came by and put out another bag of cans and maybe some loose cans. I was afraid that he would be drinking even in the morning so I avoided him.

I remember a part when I was walking up some steps from a tented area. They were grey stone steps. I was thinking of making a heavy metal song with 4 different heavy metal voices. I forgot the subject of the song.

Next thing I remember I was in my kitchen and living room. A woman from the phone meetings was talking about how her religious text told her to put chores before comfort. However, she disagreed. I was glad that she was speaking up for herself and not just blindly following the religious text. She was explaining how a female relative, maybe her cousin or sister, was planning to come over to help her with her chores. However, she didn't care about the chores at the time. And her relative offering "help" was really just a way of putting pressure on her.

In the next part I remember, I had a bag of red orange beans in water. There was a part toward the top or bottom of black liquid that I figured was released from the beans. There was another guy in my kitchen with me. I went through my fridge. There was no kale or blender. Just my two tupperwares of rice in the back. And some containers of berries which the back of the fridge had frozen. I said something about how the foreign guy could send the frozen berries home, to his country.

I was also thinking that I would need more groceries tomorrow, since I was out of kale. So I would have to ask my dad to borrow some grocery money.

I woke up and recalled those. Then I played rounds 2, 4 and 5 in my head until falling asleep again, confident that I would re-remember them all later.

(ZZZ)

I forgot what happened in the very beginning of these dreams. Maybe I initially remembered it, but was unable to re-remember it. This was round 6 of dreams.

My first memory from these was walking on the corner of my parents old block and the intersecting street. It was dark. I think P and C were there. I wanted to talk to them but it was too dark.

Next I was in the garage at that house. I remember thinking how it had been a dream that it was dark. And I could have used dream control to make the sun come out. I don't know if I got lucid before or after this. But I did something that made the sun come out outside the garage. When I stepped outside I saw the sky had become bright blue. By that point I was definitely lucid. I either was already lucid, and used dream control to make the sun come out. Or the fact that my dream control worked made me become lucid afterward.

I flew up to the roof. It had grey shingles with a scratchy texture. I looked around at the sky and tried to make a dragon fly to me.

The dragon did not arrive. I remember seeing some cloud formations in the distance and observing their shapes. I could look at the sky much more easily than in waking life. Eventually some really cool rainbow streamers started to fly in the sky. I observed the show of colors.

Next, I had a false awakening of driving down W S Road. By the water. I had a voice recorder. With the voice recorder I was recording my dreams thus far. I was saying how I could look at the sky without being distracted like in waking life. I was saying that it was cool that I could make the sun come out.

Next thing I remember, I was walking around a place like down town by the Staples and the movie theater. I remember walking by a store that reminded me of the religious store. There was A A stuff in there. I went in and out of the store a few times. It wasn't my type of store. Some how I walked around and ended up going in that store through the back. I became lucid again.

There was a bunch of food being served. I served myself some food. Since I was lucid, I took a lot of food. I was still afraid that people would judge me. My plan was to enjoy the food and leave, not to read anyone's comments about me afterward, saying how much I had taken. I never got around to tasting the food.

Then there were these yellow bus things on blue wrestling mat things. Out of the side of the bus, a series of things folded outward. Then, a series of things folded at a 90 degree angle from that, to the direction of the back of the bus. It took up much more space than the original size of the bus. I was commenting on it. Someone seemed annoyed that I was commenting.

I had a brief awakening in my bed where I thought of the dreams. But then a dream began again and I was totally concious at the onset. I was like, "Oh, I'm in a dream again!"

I laid there and recalled it. I let myself fall back to sleep. I think I initially remembered more from before being on the dark road. But was un-able to re-rememeber it later.

(ZZZ)

Round 7 of dreams.

I remember a scene of sitting by the fire place in Nana's living room. Uncle C and other family members were there. Uncle C came down with a big metal lobster pot. It was full of green liquid and had a big meniscus of foam up over the top. He said it reached a point where it needed to be taken off boil a little. This was part of the normal cooking process for whatever it was. It reminded me of my kale shakes. Once the foam meniscus had expanded even more, he slurped some of it off. Then he said it was ready to continue boiling. He had put the pot between his knees while he sat. I guess it was the preparation for a holiday meal.

The other scene i remembered from round 7 of dreams was in Nana's drive way. There was a white S U V type of car. There was one guy further down toward the exit of the drive way. And two guys in the S U V. They had on white, futuristic-looking clothes. I asked them who they were. They said they were the family therapists. I didn't think they seemed dangerous at all.

Again, I woke from those, and did another RBFA. Playing all the dreams in my head from rounds 2, 4, 5, 6 and 7. I was glad that they all stayed in my mind so I could continue going back to sleep.

(ZZZ)

Round 8 of dreams! I haven't had this many rounds of dreams in quite a while.

I remember some dreams at a food store. There were yellow and green peppers, normal in width, but 6 to 12 inches long. I showed some to another guy there, asking if he would like these. He said no. There was a woman behind him.

I remember trying to dream journal in the shower. I was leaning into the shower from outside it. It was the shower from my parents old house. I wondered how to write them. I figured using my left hand in Fii Write would be a good idea. I remember some how the white floor mat became rainbow in color. I was holding it over my shoulder. I wanted to show my sister because it looked really cool.

In the next part I was hanging out with a friend who had no waking life correspondence. His name was "Anthony". "Anthony" said that he would rather I go process my anxiety when we weren't together so that when I was with him, I wouldn't be anxious. Obviously that isn't really a fair request because feelings come and go. But in the dream I kind of understood what he meant.

I forgot if anything else happened. I think I was dreaming that I woke up and was trying to make short form notes of my dreams. Then I left to go to this meeting room. The people were from a religious group thing. Someone was leaving. They felt it was their fault and worried about them being "saved". Anthony arrived. I think he missed his 9:33 flight. I felt like I was holding up his schedule because I kept waiting to do my short form dream notes. I said that once I got the short form of my dream notes complete, then I could go about the day without worrying about it.

He showed me a picture of a jeep veering off the road a little. "Anthony" had yellow-ish hair.

I woke up and recalled those. I would have let myself RBFA, but I didn't need any more sleep. So, I got up to write them, thinking it must be 10 A M by now. When I saw the phone, I was amazed that it was only 6:39 A M! I guess I was in a hyperbolic time chamber.

Most of the dreams were WUDD (I woke up directly from the dream) and moderately easy to remember, except for round 4, which I botched in a different way. And, of course, round 3, which I must have gone through significant dream-less sleep before waking up from, because I remembered nothing.

It took me between 1.5 and 2 hours of typing to get these all done. It is the first day I tried to work in 30 minute increments instead of stressing myself out to just write, write, write until it was done. I think it was a healthier approach. I took breaks between 30 minute segments.

Flying

I was walking in a town like the one I grew up in which is chilliwack b.c. I discovered gravity was light and I began flapping my arms. I went up and down a street towards downtown. When I was nearing downtown everything became cartoonish. Suddenly I was flying inside a very large building. It was like downtown outside became inside?

Happy Birthday Jamie

Had a dream I ran into her but she was all different. At first she was asking me a real absurd favour... Can't remember what it was. But I had a strong "no," reaction and she dropped it. I then asked if it was her birthday today? And she said she was trying to distance herself from her birthday and she no longer identified with it? At first I thought she was joking but she seemed pretty serious about it. LOL

I was on a large piece of landmass (I could see the map). I wanted to hike towards an island/peninsula, where there was a gate to another world. The gate connected to another peninsula (connected to another large landmass) called 'Omphalos island'. My dad thought this was a bit extreme, as it was quite far.

I looked up what 'Omphalos' means. Looks like it has significance in ancient Greek mythology.

Closing the computer around 7.

(ZZZ)

A lot of vague parts in the beginning. Something with my mom and some nature trip thing. Something with a bug?

Something with the names of countries. And needing a special note book to be a writer. One with thin lines but then to write each letter 2 lines tall, and leave one line between. Something with name countries. one country was name Patrick. It had to do with Africa.

I remember my mom working under some kind of window panel thing. I wanted to erase or clean the windows but it was under copyright.

Maybe something similar to Super Mario 64? For some reason I can remember that now.

Something with N M, R K, and some Pea Protein jug I won in a competition. The freshness seal looked funny. I wanted to keep the protein but there was something weird about it.

I remember cutting my hair, then being in a panic. I had cut it un-evenly. I didn't want to cut that much because I wanted my hair to cover my ears. This way I could wear ear plugs any where and hide them under my hair. I was looking in the mirror, horrified, wondering how to fix it. Then, I hoped it was a dream. It turned out it was and the dream shifted, giving me a second chance. I even remember adjusting my head angle in the mirror, to see if it fit.

Something with designing some computer program on Game Boy DS. Something with someone named Drew. A Nintendo DS building with a black material on the outside similar to DS product. A R saying how he used it to make his design. Had to be on Drew's mail relay.

I woke up directly from one scene but these were hard to remember. Probably due to being first round of dreams. I could tell there were so much more details.

Back to bed...

(ZZZ)

Round 2 of dreams was an RBFA. This has been going on for a few nights now. I hope it gets better and I start re-remembering the details from round 2 of dreams.

There was something with a class room setting. And a heavy person in the desks. He was mad about something. Maybe some thing with R K.

I do remember waking up really groggy and I kept visualizing that I was filling out a form. Then I would try to think of details and go back to filling out the form in my mind. I didn't wake up directly from the dream and it was difficult to recall so (notWUDD-2).

(ZZZ)

I fell back to sleep for round 3 of dreams. This round was my best recall of the night even though it, too, was groggy. I was groggy during recall tonight. I don't know what to attribute it to.

First thing I remember is R M asking me how to lose weight. The Grey Sheet program came to mind. A S was already on it. So I was excited to tell R M about it. I forgot some other parts of that scene. But I remember I flew somewhere.

Next thing I remember is something in my Nana's room. J S was taking Xanax and 5 to 10 times the serving size. Then we were at a beach and he was talking to a woman like N. I felt bad because she didn't know he was on drugs. But he probably was sounding very "smooth" due to the drugs, temporarily. I remember they were over by the water.

Then I remember a part with these stair climber elliptical machines. There were sandals on the foot pedals of one. I was showing a woman how to use it. We also talked about nutrition. Something about a protein serving and a fat serving at each meal. I wasn't sure how to distribute the quantity. One option was a certain protein quantity and a certain quantity of peanut butter.

Then I remember another dream with pea protein. I had sent in an e-mail asking for a quality check on my current jug of pea protein. They sent me a new jug which felt like a totally different texture. It was much finer. I scooped it with my black cup measure like I use in waking life.

Then I was talking with some guys about the morning routine. They said how they go for a run then drink a coffee and sit on the toilet. Then they imitated fart noises, demonstrating what happened when they sat on the toilet with a coffee. Kinda funny.

One guy was from another country. There was a mirror in the bathroom stall. He was saying how he got in trouble in private school or something like that. Another foreign person, maybe African, was saying how he could have made millions of dollars on his online selling business if only he had slightly reduced his prices.

In the next scene I remember, I was preparing to have a Pokemon battle in my room. 3 Pokemon were going to come up to fight my Pokemon. Their group had an Exeggutor, another one I forgot, and a very intimidating water/dragon/ice legendary. I was mainly worried about the water/dragon/ice legendary. On my team, I know I had Arcanine. I forgot the rest. I might have actually been in the fight myself.

When the Pokemon eventually arrived up in my room to battle, I hid behind my bed. But then I got up and started giving everyone a hug. I hugged the Exeggutor. It became more like a giant Epipremnum in a pot. I told the opponent Pokemon, "We're not battling yet. Lets hug first." So they just hugged before the battle began.

When the actual battle began it became a card game I was seeing from above. They had some kind of Spider card and another card with no HP. The Spider card attacked and I calculated that I could do 11,000 damage in return. It's max HP was 14,000 or sp. Then, their other card attacked. Its move was to roll a barrel and roll something else at the opponent. It only worked if they rotated their energy card 90 degrees. A grass energy. There were no numbers involved so I figure it was a one-hit K O. They won the game.

Then I was in super mario galaxy. Mario was training Little Wario on a space ship. Mario tried to jump to a little space ship with another Mario who had a glowing speech bubble thing above his head. But there was no where flat to land so he kept slipping off and falling into space.

After that I was Doug Funny from the show, "Doug." I was thinking about how to impress everyone at this event. Suddenly, I was at a white boxing ring. It was surrounded by people. Someone who looked like a side-character from "Doug" said he would be my opponent. I was nervous.

Luckily the scene shifted and I had a pool cue. So then I was supposed to shoot pool balls into this closet accross the room. Everyone was amazed. I think I aimed perfectly and knocked over bowling pins. Then I managed to make the ball bounce to the side and knock over shoes from a shelf.

Then the closet transformed and the pool cue thing went away and there were some women in the closet sitting down. One woman had these shoulder pad things removed. Well, they were like two bones that poked up beside her neck but came off. They were blended into her skin with some kind of putty. It was so another woman could wear them. I can't tell what purpose they would have served.

I needed the bathroom (in the dream) so I thought I would go up stairs. It would be less busy up there. I ran up the stairs instead of going up carefully, like I did in waking life that day. When I got up to my room the room I thought was a bathroom was a recording studio. 3 people were recording a song or pod cast thing while riding stationary bikes in there. It was supposed to be motivational. I remember when I opened the door, I closed it quickly, because the guy didn't have a shirt on.

When they finished, they came out of the recording studio. One of the guys was saying how his hip flexors were sore. I was glad to know an easy remedy for that. My hip flexors in the dream were a little sore, too. So I suggested that I could go get the foam roller. I would get it for him and return. He decided to come with me. Someone else was telling him, "Wait for your man," meaning me, the guy who would get him the foam roller.

Someone was loading a squat rack with 225 or 275. We ended up getting 25 pound plates instead of a foam roller.

While we were out looking for a foam roller we passed through this food court thing. I saw a guy doing 405 pound squats. He did each rep to varying depth. At first I thought it was no good due to the lack of depth but when I looked back he was doing them to parallel or lower. Also it looked like there were only weights on one side of the bar at first. I think there was a food court in the back ground. The background looked grey.

Then the guy I was with said, "WTF is that?" And I looked and saw some guys with helmets and big plastic noses. One had some clear bells or cups and he said he had to fill them with... poop? The other guy had the same types of cups or bells but they were a brilliant gold color. It had something to do with justice.

Right now as I write this I am getting glimpses of other dream details but only in a very vague way.

I recalled these once I woke up. I guess it was (notWUDD-4). Tonight I must have been sleeping more deeply because I didn't wake up directly from REM sleep as much.

(ZZZ)

Round 4 of dreams was RBFA. I re-remembered some, but not all.

The earliest thing I remember is being in a class room from my high school. It was S S D's class. J D was there and some other people. I was teaching them how to use the A C A Red Book. It was in a back pack. I think I was saying to live life a little bit without thinking of it, then read it and kind of reflect on the experiences in light of what the book said.

There was a part where a wealthy person had gone on a date. He wanted to send an e-mail to the person saying he enjoyed the date. He had his assistant write the e-mail. I remember carrying a computer screen down some stairs. Uncle J was at the next floor down. We talked a little. One of us had a sandwich.

In one dream scene I had a pair of boxers which I had attempted to hand wash. So, it was wet. I wanted to hang it somewhere to dry. I looked everywhere for a concealed place with some kind of rack, but couldn't find one. I explained my difficult to my room-mate. He said that there were places to hang wet clothes everywhere, and once I did the "spiritual work" I would be able to see them. I think what he meant was that I could hang them any where but it was my own judgment or modesty that made me think they needed a special place.

I remember a scene where I was writing in the bathroom, near the sink. At first I was using different Fii Write apps with lines accross the screen. Then I got a sheet of paper. I wanted to write my dream details because I thought I'd woken up. With the sheet of paper, I used a pencil, planning to erase the dream details once I was done because it was my dad's paper. I felt bad when the pencil wouldn't be fully erased. It left little faint copies of the words I had written. So i figured I would just write my whole dream on it any way.

There was something outside where my cousin J had quit drinking and smoking. Now she was saving lots of money. I was explaining the good news of this to her mom. There was water near by and a dock.

I remember another scene when I went to a restaurant to try to get a job. There was a Hispanic fellow that came up from down stairs to interview me. He was pretty harsh. I think he said it was clear I could not do this job.

The last scene I remember is of being at a cafeteria table with some friends. There were trays of food there. One of my friends was sitting right accross from the garbage can. I didn't think that was a good idea. I think they said I was making too big a deal out of it. I don't remember much about the scene but I think I was too tired and just sat with them anyway, even though it was near the garbage.

So, I woke up and recalled these. I think to make them "stick" in my head, I have to go over them 2-3 times and form a solid memory. If I just go over them once in my mind it won't be enough. So I couldn't re-remember as much of these dreams the next time I woke up. Also, I didn't wake up directly from REM on these, either. So it was (notWUDD-4).

(ZZZ)

After a little while, I fell back to sleep, and had more dreams. I remember being in a Mario game. It was like the castles in Super Mario World from Super Nintendo. I had some kind of cape power but I could also shoot green shells out in front of me. I got to one of those boxes on the ground that seemed to have some special item inside. So my plan was to shoot it with a shell to make the item come out. Well, I ended up hitting myself with the shell, and losing my power.

But then the game continued and I had another power. I could be partially see-through. I climbed this fence thing like in some Mario castles. I saw that in the background of the level there was some kind of gate. I phased through the fence and went along the Z-axis to go to that gate. (Normally, in Super Mario World, there was no Z-axis movement, only X (side to side) or Y (up and down.)) I flew over some lava but my flight couldn't take me all the way to the gate. The gate had some words on it which I forgot. Then the game ended.

In the next scene I can remember, I was in a town. On the side walk. I wanted to cross the street. There was a cross walk, but it was very faded. I started to walk accross it but then a car wanted to go. I stopped in the cross walk to let them go, but then they insisted that I go. As I continued walking I realized the cross walk was very faded and I didn't realize I had the right of way. Then I was walking down an exit ramp. It was very curvy with yellow on the side barriers. I wondered if I was supposed to be walking on an exit ramp like that. I was trying to call my dad, I think. I wondered what he would think of me walking there.

I remember a scene of being in my Nana's room. She was in her bed and I was sitting on the side. She was watching TV. I really wanted to watch channel 88. She wanted to watch something else. Eventually she gave in and flipped to channel 88. (I don't watch TV in waking life and have no clue what that corresponds to.) In the dream it was a news channel, not what I intended. There was some burning and carnage as if it was showing a war zone. I felt bad for insisting to watch channel 88. That wasn't what my Nana wanted to see either.

The last dream I could remember was of an A C A e-mail from L. He was saying that there was some kind of convention coming up. Or there had already been one. Another woman from A C A sent us all an e-mail of a video she did about A C A. L began to smooth-talk her, saying that they should go for coffee together, and discuss the video. Maybe he would include it in the next conference. I could tell it was mainly just to get her to go on a date with him though.

I recalled what I could of those. I think it was (notWUDD-3). So recall was definitely difficult tonight. I wonder if I adrenalized too much during the day or if it was just an off night. But I will try to see what I can do.

I stayed in bed until around 7:30, resting. I was mainly re-playing the dreams in my mind, as well as, having some other waking life related thoughts poke their way in.

I'm waking up a lot last few nights. So I thought maybe I'll get a lucid out of it.

I'm in something looking like a doctors office. But less formal. Maybe like some people getting together and one of them would do procedures. Like a tupperware party or something.

Some people are half naked. Person who does the procedures is kinda looking at me, if I want it done as well. But I'm just waiting for someone.

I look in the large mirror. I'm wearing a black t-shirt. I look at my face closely and I'm surprised that I don't see eyes. Then I look closer and I see that they are shut tight. I wonder how I see with eyes closed. I open them and I can see the same clear. That's when I become lucid. I look at the person and I'm thinking if I should go with the dream plot or do something else. I kinda want to see where will the dream take it next. As I'm thinking that, I feel my lucidity slipping and I wish it didn't.

Date of Dream: MON 11 JUN - 2018



Dream No. 353 - Tricky Circumstances

I don't remember much of this dream. From where I do remember, I was in some unknown area with my mum and it was enrolment day for the Chisholm-LaTrobe degree. I was in the foyer and all I could see was lifts and so this concerned me. One of the Chisholm teachers KHa was there but I forgot what she said to my mum and I.

We were then outside and I made mention that I was not going in there without Dreamy WB. No matter what I did, I couldn't find her and she didn't appear in-dream on demand either. 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)
- Decipher a solution to the maze of chambers (Achieved? No)



Dream 353: Results (Competition #4)
Competition Night: 10
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 0.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)

+ Previous Total: 56.5
Total Accumulated Points: 57.0

I've been trying to became lucid after last Wednesday, but these last days I've only recalled one or two normal dreams/night. Until today, when I finally became lucid. I got two normal dreams and three LDs. One dream was both. I also succeeded in a TOTM, the basic one about complimenting a DC. Here are my dreams:

Normal dream 1: I am cycling in my neighbourhood. I'm using my phone to watch YouTube videos at the same time. I don't remember what I was watching. There is a forest by the road. I see boys my age/older. I cycle the same route over and over again. The dream is foggy?? and I can't remember it fully.

Normal dream 2: I can't remember the start of the dream fully, but I was in some kind of ship and was in danger of bombs or something. We have to go to the deck or atleast somewhere up to escape the danger. I find my three cousins and my aunt from their room. The walls are red. I tell them that we need to go. My aunt and the oldest cousin come and my aunt is already rushing up. I tell my other younger cousins to hurry up. I'm scared of a bomb. They come and we go to the deck (different scene). I think that we're safe. We are in space/ a dark and purple void?? You can fall of easily, there's no fence or anything. It's hard to describe. I see another ship in the dark. I think we are going towards it. I realise that it's not safe after all, because that ship is our rival and whoever is commanding our ship wants to start fighting with it. The other ship has canyons. I almost go back inside to find a safer place. I don't want to fall into the void. I'm scared but calm myself by remindig that I can just wake up if something bad happens. I know it's a dream and became lucid.
Lucid dream 1 (DILD): I don't do a RC. I try to teleport to a safer place by closing my eyes and thinking of another place. First I think of my neighbourhood but decide that I don't want to go there and switch to my school. I wake up accidentally.

I stay still and imagine my school. Soon I'm inside a dream.
Lucid dream 2 (DEILD): I'm in the school yard. There are lots of people with dogs. I'm a little above them for some reason. In the dream I think that they are there because of a dream I just had, but it's not actually true. I remember wanting to compliment a DC because I have thought a lot about it when awake. I say (in Finnish) "Your dogs are nice and cute. Be proud of them." I said it to the crowd and not one DC. At first they didn't react at all and I became worried, but then they said "Thank you", as if they were just one DC. Then want to stabilize the dream. I forgot to do it in the beginning. I touch the ground (I'm not above the DCs anymore). It's sand. I take some of it and brush my hands against each other. The quality of the dream is kinda good, but not as great as last Wednesday. I wish it was better. I remember reading about how you are more likely to recall the dream in the morning if you try to remember things from the waking life. Or something like that. I remember my whole name. I try to remember things about last week, because a YouTuber had said it would be impossible in a dream. I remember that last week was the first free week after school ending and that I ate certain food. I don't think I could have remembered the food thing while awake... Then I look at the sky. Another Youtuber had said that it should look like a painting and I wanted to prove (to myself??) that my sky was normal. Well the sky isn't a painting but there's a message. It looks like it's written by hand. I'm afraid that it's something creepy. It's in English even though I speak Finnish. It said "Hey I'm the one reading your diary. -You" or something. It's clearly a direct message from my subconsciusness...It isn't as creepy as I thought it would be. Instead I find it super cool. The U in "You" was unfinished. I wake up.

I imagine the school again.
Lucid dream 3 (DEILD): I'm closer to the actual school than last dream. I'm flying. There's a stand and an old man. The stand is about a moth. It has a forest backround and pictures. I'm scared that it's something dangerous or creepy. The man shows me the moth. It's a green moth until you flip it and it's a blue btterfly. In the pictures it's only a blue moth. It's big. I don't fly away because I'm losing lucidity. The man convinces me that the moth is harmless and I let it fly to my chest. I don't control the dream enough and the dream unstabilizes. I wake up.

So those were my dreams last night. Now that I am awake I realised that the man in the last dream was in one of my nightmares... He had a stand (I hope it's the right word) in that dream too... That nightmare is in my DJ here if you're intrested. I need to talk to him next time I see him.

Morning of June 11, 2018. Monday.



In my dream, I become aware of how (as in reality) some workers are near our house early in the morning, working at building a new fence and possibly, at least eventually, taking down the old wooden fence on the west side of our backyard. Looking past the foot of our bed, Zsuzsanna not being present, I notice that the left end of the present wooden fence is incomplete and the vertical boards that are now about half the height of the rest of the fence have a splintered appearance.

I am holding onto our youngest cat, more to my left. I have a growing concern that I will be seen and my privacy invaded. Through the fence, I can see movement of one of the workers, though he does not look through the fence or notice me at any point. Each time that I consider getting out of bed, I decide not to, though the nature of my physicality seems somewhat strange, almost like a virtual rubber band in starting to get out of bed and absentmindedly being pulled back. For a short time, he is also seen above the shorter boards, yet does not look my way. Our old fence is apparently being taken down and I remain annoyed that I will be seen and likely imposed upon. My dream soon fades without incident.

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I have always found it amazing how RAS so often modulates the dream state to where it supersedes or otherwise distorts legitimate memories, which of course is proof that the non-lucid dream self usually lacks viable access to the unconscious mind (a truth that most people completely ignore in favor of the myth of “interpretation”).

This dream features the following typical factors that have remained consistent in my dreams for over fifty years:

The ambiguous awareness of simultaneously being inside and outside is a main factor here. That is, even though I am in bed, I can see the fence beyond the foot of our bed, with no awareness of the wall of our house being present in this line of sight. This is not only unrelated to the nature of waking consciousness, it is something that cannot even be perceived as such in waking consciousness.

I am in bed, which is a dream state indicator. That is, I am subliminally aware that I am asleep in reality. In my dream though, it is a single bed, which I do not contemplate as such. This is a result of my subliminal awareness that Zsuzsanna was awake in reality.

In the real world, regarding directional orientation, there is no fence a few feet beyond the foot of our bed, so this feature is inherently incorrect. (In reality, the implied fence of my dream is beyond the head of our bed and our kitchen is beyond the foot of our bed.)

Holding the cat (especially on my left, the direction of dream awareness orientation) has served in the past as a dream sign (even though we have pet cats in reality), though I am not viably lucid. A cat is a liminal space denizen and a “witness” to the nature of the dream state of which I had especially used as such in lucid dreams in childhood, such as “The Pink Triceratops”. This, and my lifelong knowledge of dream state autosymbolism, despite the fact that the event is also based on a literal focus in real time, can only designate a subtle level of non-lucid dream control.

A fence is an autosymbolic liminal space divider by way of typical RAS mediation. This means that it serves as the division between the dream self identity and the conscious self identity as well as the preconscious bulwark between the illusory dream state and legitimate waking life perception. RAS is personified here as the worker who may be taking down the fence, which is simply autosymbolism for the waking process.

So how did RAS mediate this fictitious experience into the dreaming and waking process? As already acknowledged, it borrowed directly from a vivid lucid dream from childhood (“The Pink Triceratops”), yet while allowing potential lucidity, I did not become lucid. Additionally, it ambiguously combined my Cubitis bedroom orientation from one time period (inclusive of 1978, where it was before my move to Wisconsin) when my bed was against the southwest corner of my room, as well as integrating the Loomis Street house’s fence (both oriented north from my dream self’s liminal perception). Even as a result of this ambiguous composite false memory, I did not become lucid, which was likely by subliminal choice due to the nature of activity in my actual environment, though outside (as RAS functions as a survival mechanism and biologically integrated environmental factors into my dream).

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Every detail of this dream has been accounted for and fully explained. Thank you for reading.

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This was a dream from early in the night, which may explain some of the peculiarities. I—and I may or may not have been me—mention some ongoing problem to my mother—who definitely wasn’t my actual mother. Neither of us actually seem to be represented visually in the dream: I perceive her as a powerful and protective energy, and I am observing somewhere from outside of the “I” character—I guess whom I also recognize by ‘feel’. The only clear imagery from this part I can recall is the setting—the basement of my old house in M---.

I guess I was just complaining about it, but she takes it as a call to action and immediately sets to work. She first does something to me to keep me from interfering in any way—like an abstract version of shutting me up in a room. It had been a problem that I considered tough and protracted—I can’t remember any more about it than that—but she takes care of it with astonishing ease. And then she lets me go.

But I manage to get into some kind of trouble again not long after that—in a forest, almost falling into a freezing-cold river I don’t see because of the snow covering it. Fortunately, she comes along and is able to get me somewhere safer, but I can’t convince her I’m not getting into dangerous situations in purpose, and so she does the shutting-in-room thing again.

9.6.18

Created Sunday 10 June 2018

Got scraps and a DILD to note. There was certainly more to all of these, though my lingering around in the morning made me forget much of that.

Scrap Group 1
Listening to high quality rips. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Dream 1 - Hauntings and Helpers

Scene 1 - Ordinary Sonic Elevator Ride
The visuals were dim. Spectator mode. This took place in a dark, derelict building complex. Wandering inside were Samus (adorned in an executive dress colored similarly to her armor) and Princess Peach. Eerie noises reverberated around them, sounding closer as time went on. Panicked, the two hide in a ruined elevator.

Just then, a distinctive sound cue played: Sonic.EXE was coming. The desperate Nintendo ladies mash on the lift's controls. This only leads to catastrophe. Several components fell off of the rickety device. Before long, the elevator detaches from its pulley, and crashes into the depths. Both women were left mortally wounded as a result. During the fall, I was given some perspective of their experience. Cut.

Scene 2 - Haunted Apartment Escape
The visuals were dim. I was exploring within a dilapidated apartment. It became abundantly clear this place was haunted, what with possessed objects and demonic shadows closing in from everywhere in sight. The only escape, it seemed, was through good old fashioned video-game-esque platforming. Indeed, there were plenty of exits from which was accessible only by climbing and jumping on or over ledges/stairway/piles of furniture. Many passageways were dead ends, and plenty of others were hidden. At times, I'd encounter a friend or family member, though circumstances quickly forced us apart. Eventually, I make it out of this mess alive and well. Several unknown transitions until below.

Scene 3 - Magic Mundane Help
The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in within a second story apartment building, an urban area visible from under a snowless, winter evening sky. I open the window and start arranging drapes, when, from a building across the street, a neighbor, some dark haired guy, calls out to me. "Watch out for the lamp!", he yelled. I hold on to the drapes in confusion. "The lamp!", he repeated. "The lamp!" That's when I noticed a lamp already falling out the window froma nearby dresser. Luckily, I caught it at the nick of time. Somehow, this sparks instant lucidity.

My "neighbor" then yelled various requests of me, asking that I'd go over there to help. So, I floated right out the window and to his room. This left the man, and his nearby wife, a middle aged Cuban (identified later by her accent) lady with dirty blonde hair, in stunned disbelief. Anyway, the guy asked me to get him something he called "shoulder ointment". From thin air, I pulled out a tube of what I thought was such, but was really just toothpaste. So, I tried again, this time getting ointment. It seemed the man was more satisfied with the former, claiming that a good brush of his teeth would do the trick. From my end, it seemed he was unnerved at my powers, and wanted me out.

The man's wife then asked me to get her an extra-loopy crazy straw, of which was to replace a broken straw on a novelty drink hat of hers. Mmhmm. I conjure the item without a hitch, and helped attach it to said hat. As a test, the woman drank from a soda can, which, intriguingly enough, flowed within the clear straw as a perfect rainbow.

After that, I flew out to a long balcony on the nearest tall building. After some consideration, I tried changing into the Spellforged Guardian form via vibration. My skin quickly assumed a dull iron tone. After further concentration, iridescence radiated an inch or so from my body. Unfortunately, the dream collapsed before I could test anything.

Scrap Group 2
Watching the cold opening of a movie. In a downtown office building, two co-workers, a man and a woman, were taking a ride down an elevator. They were assaulted by a notorious terrorist, a man with a dapper Fawkes-esque facial hair. Rewind. I now had the office guy's role. When the criminal arrived again, he tossed a bomb in the lift. The ensuing explosion launched the elevator all the way across a building a block away, the woman and I somehow remaining intact. I tried keeping hold of an upper corner, thinking this might give me a chance to survive. But, constant tumbling kept me from maintaining stability, not to mention doubts of living through the landing.

A lot of cool battle dreams and creatures in my dreams tonight as well as a character-assisted LD + dream food moment.



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(ZZZ)

I woke up an hour or 2 after laying down and used the rest room. Fell back to sleep easily.

(ZZZ)

Round 1 of dreams was very interesting. I had more stuff in the beginning I forgot.

My first memory of it was going along B Avenue. And something about setting it up for someone or myself that every day they would get the same food. Same flavor, same quantity. The goal of that was that there would never be any excitement or anticipation. They would know what was coming and just be able to eat it. There was some kind of protein like tuna and some kind of vegetable or fruit, I think.

During that part, I remember trying to park my car in this parking lot. I had 2 cars. I was trying to get parking spots for both. One, was a kind I wanted to back into, so that I'd be able to pull out easier later. There was a cornered spot blocked out by lines that I almost tried parking in. 'Whoops!' I said. 'Not that one.'

Then I vaguely remember some parts with my cousin J, Nana, other relatives, maybe M R, Aunt C, Aunt B, maybe dad or Uncle C.. Maybe sister. Not sure exactly. Smething with a library.

I remember walking by this thing, I forgot what it was. Maybe a carnival kind of thing but not really. Anyway I saw J R and he was off to the side. Preparing for something.

Eventually we all got to a point where we were about to face off against some knights from a castle or something like that. Only, we had no preparation. I was like, "You want us to fight them with spears? Without having given us any spear training?" Our general seemed to think that we should just be able to use a spear without any preparation. I was so scared to get hurt.

I remember some drawings of a castle. And some print on it. I tried erasing it to buy time. The print was in ink and got a little dimmer but didn't fully go away. I tried to cross out the last few words, which we jumbled. That didn't work and they ended up asking me to remove some of the cross outs because I had ventured into crossing out non-jumbled words.

Eventually, it was time for the enemies to come. We stood ready. I was going to be one of the first fighters. At first I thought it would be one fight at a time. And I wanted to escape the other way and avoid any fights. But I was in the first group.

Six enemies appeared. When I looked closer, they were 3 to 5 Transmetal Tarantulas, and 1 to 3 of these other red and black characters. They were meant to be "demons". That made it a little easier for me than just knights. I instinctively started blasting energy balls at them and numbers appeared on them, showing damage. Then I rushed them and was able to deal 3 digits worth of damage with each hit, destroying them quickly. I was relieved at how easy it was. I felt myself operating a video game controller.

The Tarantulas were able to wrap around me and bind me. It didn't do any damage, just held me in place. I tried to shake the joy stick and mash the buttons to get out. Eventually I was able to kick one off the level, since we were near the edge. I saw that my character was Black Arachnia from beast wars. The Tarantulas had got me to a point where I fell off the level. But then I re-spanwed on a part that I would inevitably fall again from. This repeated a few times until I scrambled back up onto solid ground.

I defeated some more of the "enemies" until they were all gone. I was really happy with my fighting skills. I flew up to the ceiling and waited. I noticed N P and another woman setting up some black tape, dangling from a ceiling beam. That was their part in the battle. They were on the enemy team. I flew over and cut up the tape. Turned out it was too soon. I had ruined all their work before it was ready. We had to re-start. More Transmetal Tarantulas appeared.

**BTW I don’t mean Tarantulas like the spider. I mean the Beast Wars character. It is a humanoid robot who can transform into a robotic spider thing. But I was battling it in its humanoid robot form.

I am not sure if anything else happened. I was getting one memory of an earlier scene but it is too vague. I don't remember if I WUDD (woke up directly from dream) or it took some time. But the difficulty of remembering them was a little higher. So... nWUDD-2?

Back to bed! I think for the rest of the night I will try to hold the dreams in my head, until morning.

(ZZZ)

I had another cool round of dreams that I will type even though its not morning yet. I might have even had a round 2 of dreams, RBFA, and then had round 3 here. I'm not sure.

My earliest memory of it involved a woman walking down the street. I wanted to join her. Something about a pharmacy. There was a big Rite Aid pharmcy thing with big red trapezoid logos over the top of the brown building. I felt like we were in that town in waking life. I wanted to walk with her. She seemed to like me. There was a lot more even earlier that I forgot! I think I rmemeber being in a food store with her.

I remember we got into a restaurant. At first we sat in a booth in the corner. But then, because it was slow, we moved over to a circular table in the middle of the restaurant. Eating with various people. I went back to the booth to check where our desserts were. They had started clearing the table, so one plate of one brown dessert was stacked on top of another plate of some white and brown striped tubular desserts, like long canolis. One was crushed under the plate but one was in tact.

I remember the waitress came by and I said that we were still eating here but had just moved temporarily to the middle table. But we wanted both tables. She said it was okay.

I remember some religious people talking. It made me angry to hear the religious stuff. One woman on the far right had a halo thing with flower petals. White. She was saying some kind of doubt. Another woman came along and tried to stop her from saying any doubts. She had a halo with yellow flower petal things. I was annoyed because she wasn't letter her think for herself.

Then the actor from Transformers, S B, had another circular thing but this time it was different. It showed some kind of diagram. He was saying how there was a two thousand foot tall nuclear B in England. I started to panic, too. 'Why am I watching the news?!' I thought. He went on to show Depth Charge and Optimal Optimus. And how he was going to create a new Transformers movie to help save the world.

I was surprised to see Depth Charge in it. My favorite character. It showed D C up close, at the bottom of the ocean. Then, a train coming in a tunnel. D C blasted the train with his hand cannons. When the train was close enough, he jumped to the side and let it go by. Instead of going by, the train stopped. A predacon pretending to be a maximal poked his head out the door. "Depth Charge! Come on in!"

It looked like Depth Charge fell for it. He went into the train. The predacon guy led him to a statis pod urgently, telling him to get in there to be healed. I knew that it was a trap. And Depth Charge would be locked in the statis pod and harmed or just trapped. Luckily, Depth Charge caught on to this, too. It showed his arm raising up and then he used his hand cannon to propel his elbow to elbow the guy behind him really hard, sending him flying. Good move. Two more predacons appeared to fight but Depth Charge defeated them.

Tarantulas appeared again. Only this time, Tarantulas voice was coming from a flat, rectangular centipede thing with lots of legs. Like a mix of a scorpion, a centipede and the shape of a dollar bill. Blue body and orange legs. Anyway it was in that moment that I thought it might be a dream because this character was so surreal and out of the normal character convention of Beast Wars. However, I didn't become lucid. Even if I did, I was just watching from outside.

I think Depth Charge moved on a little. But eventually I was just imagining what would happen if Rampage came along and fought Depth Charge. I think I had partially woken up but instead of going right to recall, I laid there imagining the next scenario. Of Rampage and Depth Charge fighting.

Eventually I was in another dream. It was a cartoon of some kids who wanted to play with Pokemon. Or it was something saying the original episodes of Pokemon aired in 2004. And it showed the cartoons. The kids were colored in yellow. It showed 2 kids out playing but their parents wanted them to go home and eat dinner, so they could do their homework before bed. So the parents called out something that would make them want dinner. It showed a picture of a waffle with some berries on top and the kids started to want to head home.

It also showed another yellow person (cartoon) in the water swimming. He had on no clothes. He swam along and said something. I forgot what it was.

One last thing I remember was walking around a house, thinking of Rocket Power. And thinking of the characters objecting to homework. I wanted to make a comic where the kids had to go to school all day and it showed them sitting around doing speech bubbles but with complex mathemetical equations in the speech bubbles.

I did not recall directly at the end of the dream because I laid there thinking about "Homework. Bummer, dude." In a Rocket Power voice before I noticed I had woke up from dreams. So it was (notWUDD-3).

Now, I typed it and hopefully will get back to sleep easily. I would have let myself RBFA but I felt restless.

(ZZZ)

It took a little while but I managed to fall asleep again. And I slept pretty well. But woke up with no dreams. There was one thought in my mind from a dream that I can't re-remember now.

(ZZZ)

I stayed still and fell to sleep again. This time I had a bunch of dreams.

In the first dream I remember, I was in a doctor's office. At the medical plaza near the food store. Where I went as a kid. I remember comforting some kids there. And drawing some kind of outer space picture with crayons or markers. I remember using the color blue. I was visualizing being in space as I fell asleep.

I was downstairs laying on the fold out bed. Sharing on a phone meeting. I remember feeling like I wasn't saying much. I heard my sister come down the stairs. She was singing. It was like an opera voice. I told the people on the phone listening that I would have to go.

There was one lucid part when P S, J R and S H, (some friends from middle and high school), were sitting out in the street, indian style. Facing the buildings on one side of the road. I joined them. One of them passed me a coffee cake. "Quick! Eat it!" they said. "It's because the universe loves you!" The words 'lucid dream' came to my mind. I guess it was a character-assisted lucid dream. I ate the dessert food and it was delicious. I also quickly passed some to the person to my right because I really wanted them to have some too. I'm so glad I remembered that.

In another dream there was a pushy woman at the end of a W A meeting. She was demanding some information for a conference. I think the moderator asked her to wait. I remember walking with her around and up some stairs. I vaguely remember the building, but can't describe it. There was a cube with a screen on it, in the air. It had some statistics or information on it. Maybe part of her work. I continued to walk with her up some stairs.

I remember seeing my reflection. In the dream it looked like I hadn't cut my hair in 5 years. I spun my head back and forth to whip it around. When I looked again, my hair was puffed out even wider than my shoulders. It was so cool!

We were near an elevator. There was a digital scale on the floor. I wanted to weigh myself. Not sure why. I stepped on and it was skewed. "How do I zero it?" I asked. Then a little button appeared with the number zero near it. I pressed that with my toe and more seemingly random numbers appeared. Also, it showed a globe, and a number like, "088,855,888" which I think was indicating a number of people. Also, to zero the scale, it did something with an exponent raised to the negative third power.

Then there was something with W S (an actor) and some kind of re-birthing thing. His body was put in space or something in this chamber for re-birthing. And then it would be stronger. I remember some golden fluid around his body but not much else.

The surreal stuff continued. There was a character with a really cool helmet. He was floating through the water in this easter-egg shell thing that opened and closed. I think it was orange or pink. He had other humans in there with him but they didn't have helmets. He kept saying something like, "The world! The world! The world!" Unfortunately I don't remember the exact phrase. But it was cool.

Then I remember flying around my Nana's back yard. There was some kind of green gunk on some of the white siding on her house. I flew above the sliding door over her kitchen and ran my finger along a thin white panel thing. A bunch of green algae stuff came off. I felt a sense of wanting to clean the whole thing.

Next I remember being at my college house. I was brushing my teeth. I remember being in the kitchen. There was a sink disposal thing and a lot of yucky food in the sink. Also yucky food on the floor. I wanted to pick it up and throw in the garbage. I remember something with R K near the paper towel dispenser. He didn't like how it was positioned right above the garbage, because the roll had fallen out, and fallen into the garbage.

I remember a part with Vegeta. Someone was training Vegeta. Trying to challenge him to fly up 10,000 feet. He seemed hesitant to go that high without a parachute, in case he lost energy and started falling to the ground. There was a big body of water near by and some mountain ridges they were on. There was also something about flying on someone else's back.

In the body of water I started to notice this giant cone shaped creature. It was several hundred feet tall and had thousands of worm shaped heads poking out from every spot. It reminded me of some kind of alien from Animorphs. It was dark blue. It just kept going back and forth along the body of water it inhabited.

I remember being Marco from Animorphs. I wanted to morph into an eagle or similar bird to fly up high. I think I flew into the water. Then I felt the big cone creature coming near, even though I had no eye sight. So, I quickly swam up out of the water. Transitioning from swimming under water to flying above the surface was simple and I got onto dry land. I wondered how intelligent the thousand headed cone creature was. 'If it is intelligent, what did it think of a human morphing into an eagle?' I thought.

That part faded out a little and then I was flying around some more. I remember hearing a religious extremist guy talking. I forgot what he said. I saw a lap top screen and tried to press some buttons. And the legs of a tall chair maybe. The scenery started to take the shape of the upstairs of my current house. I think I woke up directly from that part.

I would say this was kind of difficult to recall. Mainly because it was a lot of RBFA and going back to sleep again. So once it was all done, I had to really dig to get those memories back. Luckily, I got most of them. The first scene with the doctors office I remembered better the first time. So I'd rate it WUDD-3.

I laid back down to think them through. My body felt heavy and I thought I might sleep again. However, I did not sleep again. So I went to start the day.

Morning of June 8, 2018. Friday.



This dream’s theme has been so common throughout my life, I typically only make a minor note of it, though I write with more detail when interesting factors or features are present. I am walking through an unknown and unfamiliar neighborhood. An unfamiliar male is walking with me to my left. He is about twenty years of age. I find interest in wanting to take a shortcut through a large old building that seems to be a college. The building is on a corner. The public is not allowed to enter but I think about ways I could see more of the interesting building. Another building nearby has a similar essence. I see one man present near a window.

The other male and I turn to walk down an alley. I can see the back of the first building, now to my right as we walk through the alley, and I find a strong interest in its design, pointing out the features to the other male.

We continue to walk and find ourselves needing to go through various buildings in order to get where we are going. We go out through a window and end up outside for a short time, but somehow end up back inside a different building. Some of the apartments are clean, others slightly cluttered. Most rooms are absent of other people.

I walk through an unfamiliar apartment. There are mostly open areas to my left. I walk past a young unfamiliar female cooking food in her kitchen, with the next open area to my left being a boy’s bedroom with a boy sitting on the bed reading. I apologize to the two people for intruding and saying that I had to come this way because of taking a wrong shortcut somewhere. They do not seem annoyed. Of course, the boy and the bed are the last feature in my dream, representing the subliminal awareness of being asleep, though my conscious self’s memory is otherwise not extant at any point.

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