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    1. Death of a Friend

      by , 12-09-2017 at 10:34 AM
      I do not remember how it started, but a few of us had a mission. On this mission included Matthew, Andersson, Josefine, Jack, and myself. We started off in a local park like area, but there were not many trees. Some of the pathways were concrete, while others were dirt paths. The dirt paths were quite muddy, and many of us did not want to ruin our shoes, so we tried to stick to the concrete paths. Andersson ran off somewhere, and Matthew ran ahead of us to scout the area. It already was becoming a bit dark, so me, Jack, and Josefine ran besides each other, with Jack in the center. Jack was the slowest, so we all stayed at his pace. The run took us a lot longer than expected, though, as we had to take many detours to stay on the concrete path.

      We were all of a sudden in some desert like area, with huge sand dunes. I vaguely remember a tour being given to some children, but it was just myself and Matthew at this point. I do not remember having any regard to where the others were. Matthew and I began to scale one of the dunes. It felt like we were getting nowhere, and then all of a sudden, the scene changed.

      I was now in some dark sewer, and I had a sword with me. I was on a walkie talkie with Josefine, although I still did not know where she was. The sewer had a green like tint to it. There was a pipe ahead that I had to crawl through, and I hit this barrier three times. There were these sheets of flesh blocking my path, and when I touched them, they injured me. I had learned that hitting them with my sword makes them temporarily retreat out of sight. I came across a turn in the pipe, with a set up similar to before: some barrier, followed by some fleshy sheets. As I passed that, I came across some fleshy protrusion that was glowing. Hitting it did nothing, but it all of a sudden transformed into this floating plant monster. It used range attacks, but I also somehow had a bow, so I began firing arrows at it until it died. I had to pass one more barrier/sheet combo, which led me to an open area filled with these bats that began to attack me. I quickly crawled back through the area and tried to access my inventory to get a shock trap, but my "controls" weren't working and I ended up losing all of my health.

      I appeared in some prison cell area, and Matthew was there as well. He did not seem to be bothered by this. Jack, Josefine, and Andersson were all nowhere to be seen. This creature, that was about 2 meters tall, and looked like a cross between an orc and Jason Vorhees, talked to us in an oddly seductive way, and told us that we were able to go. I had questioned where everyone else was, and he just laughed. I noticed a door beside him, and I felt a presence behind it, so I opened it. Andersson was there, and so I told the creature that we were taking him back. The orc creature just shrugged, and allowed it. I pulled up a map, which looked like a Terraria map but for some reason was a map for Runescape, and I planned our best route to leave without running into more of these creatures in the forest. It involved walking south along the gate, and then just continuing eastwards until we reached Draynor Village. The scene changed.

      We were in some sort of futuristic sky bar restaurant. A view of some city was down below, and we were all sitting at a table. Some noteable people there were Matthew, Andersson, Dominik, Sue, this guy with a strange haircut, and this black woman. There was no table, and we were all sitting on folding chairs that we had arranged in a way that would make you guess a table was there. Matthew's coworkers were also there, and so he left the table to go and talk to them. I began telling some of the things that I remembered before I went in the sewer. "After the forest, we somehow found ourselves in this desert on the outskirts of it. It did have some people there, though, as it seemed as if they gave tours of the area. Then all of a sudden I was knocked unconscious. I remember having to complete a word search that consisted of 12 words. When I completed that, I was in these sewers."

      I continued. "We wouldn't have escaped without the help of Sue (an Asian DC I had never seen before, nor had she appeared earlier in the dream) and this guy (the guy with the weird hair that I had never seen before)." Then all of a sudden, things began to hit me. It took a while, but I got everyone to be quiet, and then I began to tell a more detailed account of what had happened. "There were 6 of us. Me, Matthew..." I began to cry, but I forced back the tears so I could continue talking. "Jack, Andersson, Sue, and the guy I still don't know the name of." I told them about how Jack had died, and the loss of a friend had really shaken us up. Matthew came back in the room, with some girl from his work, and was confused as to why we were getting emotional. He told us that everyone is going to play this big game, and that they were waiting for us. It seemed as if he had forgotten the events already, and so I told him we will come down in two minutes.

      Andersson finally spoke, and clearly was shaken. He told me he was thankful that the both of us came back to look for him, and that Matthew and I are great friends to him. He gave me a hug, and then someone suggested we do a group hug. I told them that we should have a group hug only including those of us who have went through this experience together. The random guy, Andersson, the black woman, and two other guys joined in a group hug (it seems somehow our party is growing?). Sue was reluctant to join in a group hug, so I told her to just put her hands on the shoulders of the two people closest to her if she was more comfortable than that, and she was.

      The scene changed, and everyone who took part in the group hug all of a sudden appeared in the sewers: the same sewers that I was in before, right before I reached the tunnel filled with the barriers and fleshy sheets. And this time, we were unarmed. All of the memories flooded back to me, and then I woke up.
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    2. illusion vanilla smoke form

      by , 12-08-2017 at 03:23 PM
      im walking around my house in trance of a false awakening I start melting this white goo

      then I start touching the walls an evaporate then start forming into a cloud as start form I get entrap in it burning as melting glass as I'm crystallizing in the water smokes starts coming bodyfrom my then I as ice cream start melting as vanilla then fall on the floor in a big vanilla mess
    3. December 8, 2017 Non-lucid

      by , 12-08-2017 at 06:47 AM (Deep Inside The Lucid Dreamer's Subconscious)
      I was at a casino resort for a long time. I don't remember much of the beginning of what I was doing there, but I know I was downstairs in the lobby moving around. I jumped outside to the back where the was lazy river which I jumped into. I was in there with some of my friends, I think JP was there, as we tried to swim against the current. The current was too quick so I jumped out to the right closer to the casino. I walk back into the casino and go into a hallway. I was following this group of people into a large and dark space. They had a dog with them. Come to think of it, there were a lot of dogs in this casino walking around. I eventually get upstairs to the second floor. The middle of the floor was open and around the outside were rooms were people were outside partying. I walk past this group of college kids. Some come up to me and ask me for their advice. They tell me that there's a kid sleeping on the couch in their room and they wanted to switch rooms so that the quiet people are downstairs and the kids partying are upstairs. I open my mouth to give them some advice but I look at one of the guys who's giving me this look that is telling me not to say anything. I decide not to say anything as I walk away. My walking starts to get very difficult, like my right leg was wrapped around my left. Eventually I get to my room. As I walk up I decide to jump forward, slamming into a huge window that shatters. I freak out and go into my room. I think maybe my mom was there with me. I ask her if there's a hottub downstairs and she says "yes."
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      non-lucid
    4. Dream walking

      by , 12-08-2017 at 02:09 AM
      so I'm in a non lucid dream trying to sustain lucidity I see a girl then I start exploding like lighting then I'm in a false awakening around my house where I try getting up then I start trying to attain a higher false replica dream body then I start cringing for a wild then I fall asleep and turn into vanilla ice cream and strart melting as spit
    5. scaredy-cat

      by , 12-07-2017 at 07:37 PM
      I was with my daughter (as a toddler) on my shoulders. I was trying to cook something but her eye was caught by the orange ring on the hob and she tried to reach down and touch it. I stopped her of course, but like in howl's moving castle she was able to wipe the ring away like it was a magic mark.
      We go to a market selling all sorts of odd ments and she grabs hold of a wooden ornament that she thinks is a toy. I try to get it off her but she has ir hidden in her hat somewhere.
      Next we are at the bank of the stream at my parents house in the countryside and she sees a cat and wants to play. She jumps down and morphs into a cat and starts playing and wants to scare the other cat by hissing. But the other cat pays no heed then when she is persistent the grey tabby starts to get up. It is twice the size of her and starts to stalk her so she morphs back and jumps up onto my shoulders again.

      Updated 12-07-2017 at 07:47 PM by 89275

      Tags: cat, grass, toddler, water
      Categories
      non-lucid
    6. Superstition is for the Birds

      by , 12-07-2017 at 02:17 PM
      Morning December 7, 2017. Thursday.



      With water induction, I find myself walking over a walkway made up of boards of various lengths. It is also implied to be a road (or low-set bridge) for cars (though only one passes from the opposite direction at times to where I move out of the way a short distance), over water (either the ocean or a large lake), though I remain unsure of the location. Walking with me to my immediate left is an unknown male in his late twenties. He reminds me of an otherwise younger John Leguizamo (though I seem to be much younger as well).

      “Be careful, it’s a pigeon,” he tells me. A mostly black pigeon walks across the walkway, perpendicular to us, and from my left to my right. John’s spoken statement causes me to become a bit more aware, but I do not understand the relevance.

      Looking at him, his face seems to remain frozen, with an annoying grin. “Is it now?” I say, but he does not respond.

      I am trying to grasp the situation when I realize that it has something to do with “not letting a pigeon cross your path”, though this is otherwise distorted from the nonsensical “black cat” superstition.

      Looking at him again, his face is in a different annoying expression, also somewhat like a grin.

      I decide to “not let the pigeon cross my path” by turning right and following the pigeon, as it had apparently stopped and is walking slowly. Still, this will lead me off the side of the walkway if I continue. Instead, I find myself walking on my bed. There is a strange falling sensation as if my body was not fully perceived. I am concerned that I fell atop Zsuzsanna, but this is only a false awakening.



      Decoding template follows:

      • Dream type and explanation: This dream uses “return flight waking symbolism”, which is created when the physicality of the conscious self identity is ambiguously perceived prior to the RAS (reticular activating system) neural gating that regulates the sleep-wake transition. Consequently, the dream self identity subliminally anticipates falling, rising, sustained flight, or other illusory movement based on the misperception of the vestibular system’s equilibrium dynamics.
      • Dream state induction type: Water (most common, at least once per sleeping period).
      • Dream state indicators: The bed (in the false awakening).
      • Liminal space symbol: The walkway over the water and the false awakening setting.
      • Preconscious factor: John Leguizamo.
      • Liminal space cessation trigger: Contemplating illusory nonsense while in the dream state itself (yet not realizing it).
      • Flight symbol to dream exit point (symbolic waking transition): The pigeon as “returning” me to my bed, symbolized in my dream by the false awakening. (Typically, the preconscious points out this dream feature as such, which here, I become annoyed at, probably out of liminal dream state awareness in not wanting to wake yet.)
      • Liminal dream control seems to be a partial element, evidenced by my “freezing” (and sustaining) of the preconscious and implementing my own focus of choice, even though it otherwise manifests my false awakening into the offset dream.
      • “And they try to pigeon hole in you in hollywouldnt but dont u let them!” - John Leguizamo.


      Updated 05-05-2018 at 10:48 AM by 1390

      Categories
      non-lucid
    7. Amazingly vivid lucid dream

      by , 12-07-2017 at 12:00 PM
      I did a finger RC and I counted 6 or 7 fingers! I looked around to look at my surroundings and soak in the detail. I looked down at my body and saw I was wearing black school uniform (as that was what I was wearing in the dream before becoming lucid. I felt my body with my hands and realised I could feel my hands with my body too. I did a bit of awareness/dream yoga stuff to try and sense as much as possible in the dream. I felt the ground and it was grass with big clovers on it. It was interesting to bend down, as I could feel the orientation of my dream body change as if it were my real body. I transported to a pool in which I could feel the water on my body. I said ‘raise temperature by 2°’ out loud and the water temperature increased. I wanted to transport to a desert so I knelt down on the sand coloured tile floor and tried to imagine my finger was drawing a door. At first it looked like nothing was happening, but then I saw a bit of the invisible door I had drawn had a crack. I hit the floor and the door gradually opened, revealing a desert scene.

      I had a false awakening and immediately wanted to write the lucid dream in my dream journal. I was in a student house with some people I knew at uni and they kept distracting me from writing down my lucid dream! Eventually I did wake up in reality and I wrote down my lucid dream.
    8. In-House Train

      by , 12-07-2017 at 11:59 AM
      Morning December 7, 2017. Thursday.



      I am seemingly at our present address, though it is distorted. There are two main parts to my dream.

      One part involves Jim (August 1, 1947-June 10, 2008, half-brother on my mother’s side). He is sitting next to me on a bench, to my left. A doctor is also present. My dream self is unaware that he had died. However, the doctor is talking about Jim’s overweight physicality. (This was more relevant to the 1980s, before he lost a lot of weight.) There seem to be other people present at times. There is some sort of surreal concept relating to individual internal body parts relating to being fat and which one is affected first, with some sort of odd association with stencils. Jim does not speak but the doctor does, touching Jim’s shoulders and arms at times.

      This eventually shifts into a different dream scenario. It relates to also being at our present address. However, there is apparently a train, designed like a subway train, which seemingly goes north to south near where our bed is in reality. I stand in the semidarkness looking at this setup, though I do not consider it strange or intrusive.

      Two men who work for this subway system, formally dressed, though reminding me also of movie ushers based on their uniforms, are performing an unusual task while moving out from and back into the different train cars. They are working from north to south, putting some sort of small metal hanging objects over the door handles. Some of the hanging objects are different but some resemble a smaller detached handle of some kind, though each reminds me vaguely of a broken handcuff (though not seen as such by my dream self). However, I realize that they relate to some sort of signifying of a particular subway car’s status, possibly relating to how many passengers are allowed in the next journey or which cars can be used in what way.

      Next, there is a pointless and contradictory conversation where I tell them that one of the handles does not need the marker as such (as there is already one on the adjacent handle of the same set of doors), even though I am not certain of the purpose of their job. They say that it does not matter how many of the objects are used but then soon contradict themselves by implying that there is only a limited number of these objects and that all must go where they should. I do not say anything or even fully notice this contradiction for a few seconds, then I wake in realization that their comments made no sense.

      Decoding template follows:



      • Dream type and explanation: Doorway waking symbolism; with emergent consciousness triggered by illogical contradiction (liminal space cessation trigger), as intelligence is not typically extant in the dream state.
      • RAS symbol to dream exit point: Our sleeping area was replaced by a train, symbolizing the return to waking life and oriented north to south as how we rise from bed in reality (that is, our feet are oriented south).
      • Preconscious factor: The subway workers as ambiguously associated with movie ushers (as a movie theater symbolizes detachment from the real world; that is, symbolizes the dream state itself).
      • Additionally, the otherwise unknown act seems associated with setting up rope barriers (as in a movie theater) yet without the rope, and yet also implying “release” from the dream state (broken handcuffs on door handles, a door representing a dream’s exit point).
      • The first part of my dream relates to a desire to remain healthy, though I am not obese (as Jim was throughout the 1980s).


      Tags: doors, fat, train
      Categories
      non-lucid
    9. Dream - Hassle In The Driveway & I Don't Need A Test

      by , 12-07-2017 at 11:12 AM
      Date of Dream: THU 7 DEC - 2017



      Dream No. 238 - Separated Sections

      Dream 238 A - Hassle In The Driveway
      I was in the driveway when my mum and brother were talking to me. It wasn't long before the were starting to hassle me and pick on me. They weren't giving up any time soon and so I decided to threaten Dreamy WB upon them... It initially only seemed to make things worse; they were hassling me even more. Then I went and called for Dreamy WB up the court, even with my mum and brother standing there. One time I called “Dreamy WB” and the next to times I called “Miss T”. Dreamy WB doesn't come but my mum and brother do look scared now. That's all I can remember about this dream.

      Dream 238 B - I Don't Need A Test
      I forgot what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, my family and I were out shopping at this unknown shopping strip. We arrived at 3:15 PM and apparently a $30 parking fee only lasted until 4:15 PM. When it reached that time, we had to go and move the car. There was then talk that I needed to go and see a specialist for a medical test. I kept telling my parents that the specialist was a dodgy criminal and so I didn't need any test from him. That's all I can remember about this dream.



      Dream Trophies Achieved
      - None
      Categories
      non-lucid
    10. Dream - Inside The Game

      by , 12-07-2017 at 09:00 AM
      Date of Dream: WED 6 DEC - 2017



      Dream No. 237 - Inside The Game

      At the start of the dream, I was in this emptiness, just some plain white void and no, it has nothing to do with lucidity. In that scene, I said to myself, “I want to find Dreamy WB, I think she'd be in the forest again”. So then the scene shifted to a more realistic surrounding. I was flying really fast down this long road, it almost felt like car travel. At one point, there were a lot of rocky areas that made it look like I was flying through some caves. I thought to myself “this doesn't look right” and I may have wanted to turn back but I always continued. I eventually got to an area where there were a lot of trees and I was flying right over them. This is where I perceived Dreamy WB's energy but in this dream, I was expecting her to come in her human form.

      The scene then shifted and I was actually in WB's room, seeing what she was going. She was on her computer and I saw she was looking at the scores of a facebook game she was playing, called something like “Raptor Hunt”. On the screen was an assortment of these cute looking, blob-like creatures. I thought to myself “that's a game I actually want to try out. It turns out I was indeed going to try out the game, not only by playing, but by actually being in it!

      Me and my brother were then supposedly in the scene which was inside the game. We were on these grasslands when eventually, I came across this pink Sonic-like animal holding a pink egg. There was some writing in the sky which says something like “you've found the first hidden egg”. My brother was following me around when we came across the second hidden egg which was orange. The third and final hidden egg in this game was blue.

      Once we had supposedly found all the hidden eggs, the dream changed scene and my brother and I were at some high point of the grasslands. The three characters were all there with the respective coloured eggs in their hands. They were talking to us and for some reason, the characters' appearance were changing slightly. They all still had Sonic the Hedgehog hair-does and the slim figure but their faces were changing. The pink one's face was turning to Murray the Hippo, the blue one to Bentley the Turtle, and the orange one to Sly the Raccoon. I forgot specifically what they said to us. Then that's all I can remember about the dream.



      Dream Trophies Achieved:

      - None
      Categories
      non-lucid
    11. Log 950 - Potion of Elemental Wrath and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 12-06-2017 at 02:43 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Tuesday 05 December 2017

      Spoiler for posterity's sake:

      Updated 12-06-2017 at 03:48 AM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , nightmare , false awakening , dream fragment , task of the month
    12. December 5, 2017 Non-Lucid

      by , 12-05-2017 at 07:51 PM (Deep Inside The Lucid Dreamer's Subconscious)
      I was at an amusement park called "Kings Dominion" with my mom dad sisters friends and a girl from my uni named Judy. I believe it may have been my birthday because they kept asking me what I wanted to do. At some point we all get separated and I'm back at the front of the park with my friend Moo. He tells me where each person is at and doing. My vision changes from location to location seeing my friends and family on these rides. I see my friends Grayson and Sam on this bouncy house thing that has water and a lot of dirt/straw. I walk around the park in the dream. I remember waiting in line for this really huge roller coaster.

      I'm at some pizza place with my family and friends on a vacation. Everyone has decided what they want but I can't make up my mind. I've already ordered a pepperoni slice with no sauce on it. My mom asks me if that's really what I want. My aunt Ameigh is raving on about some combo deal of chicken alfredo pizza. I ask the person waiting on us how much the chicken alfredo is and she says that it'll be $10,000 for a big pizza and $10.99 for a medium slice. I tell her to show me the back so we can negotiate a pizza deal. I jump behind the bar and follow her back to this massive warehouse full of uncooked pizzas with a bunch of people there. I'm looking around and I'm seeing people licking and touching on all of the pizzas which was disgusting. She walks me back towards the bar where I see an chicken alfredo pizza on the ground which she says is mine. I look at it and it has some sort of sex toy and other liquids on the pizza which makes me decide I won't accept the pizza. It was so bizarre and surprising.

      From the pizza place we travel very close to a beach. My aunt Heather is there with her family and there's a bunch of random strangers I don't recognize. There's particularly a bunch of kids around the age of 10-15 with us on this vacation. We're playing in the ocean, jumping through waves. I keep trying to tell my friend Moo the story about the pizza place but he kept interrupting me. At some point fireworks are shooting off in the distance and everyone's focusing on that. Out in the distance of the ocean is a boat that's playing James Taylor. Everyone was sitting down watching fireworks but once they heard the music they get up and start to dance. I remember thinking it was crazy how these kids are getting up and dancing to someone as old as James Taylor but it was nice, I was dancing too.
    13. Nuclear Poker

      by , 12-05-2017 at 06:05 PM
      Morning of December 5, 2017. Tuesday.



      I become aware of being in a scenario where a small nuclear missile is being carried on a vehicle that is apparently going west (based on my subliminal impression of how I am oriented while sleeping in our bed). I am somehow in charge of the situation and of the missile. It is only about five feet long. There are a few other (unknown) people with me.

      We approach a wide river that runs north to south. At this point, I start to become wary about being near a nuclear missile. My awareness and contemplation of the scenario is not realistic. I decide to throw the missile into a river, where there are additional unknown people near, and I know it may eventually go off, but I consider that I will have time to outrun it.

      Despite the size of the missile, I somehow fling it with one hand to the opposite side of the river. There is no explosion, but I expect one to come eventually. I and the others start running the opposite direction (east). I am aware of the minutes counting down.

      Although we are running across an outdoor landscape, there are identical low-set tables that we reach every twenty seconds or so. I suddenly have an infinite supply of decks of playing cards, whereby I then toss several cards to each side of me where there are always about three or four random unfamiliar males present to grab the cards. This has something to do with survival, as I am aware that some of the cards can be traded for food. This event repeats a number of times. Just prior to waking, I turn to see the mushroom cloud emerging from the horizon and realize that I am now safe and that about three minutes and twenty-seven seconds had passed from the time it landed in the river.



      This dream is a typical attempt at subliminal reinduction. The missile can otherwise be viewed as a flight symbol (RAS and inner ear dynamics relating to the waking prompt), though I throw it into the river as water symbolizes sleep (and potential dream state deepening and sustaining in this case; symbolism I have experienced on a day to day basis and understood for over fifty years).

      The playing card scenario is a bit odd, though it, along with the missile, likely relates to continuously hearing about the North Korea threat, almost as if it was like some sort of deranged poker game between two so-called leaders while the rest of the world looks on in passive bewilderment.


      Updated 05-21-2018 at 04:32 AM by 1390

      Categories
      non-lucid
    14. Dream - A Different Set Of Elements & I Must Have A Class

      by , 12-05-2017 at 01:37 PM
      Date of Dream: TUE 5 DEC - 2017



      Dream No 236 - Separated Sections

      Dream 236 A – A Different Set Of Elements

      The first scene of the dream was me using some strange version of Instagram that does not exist in real life. I was trying to create a video story of some sort and it was mainly pertaining to a baby. It was really hard to use the controls and make the picture flow properly, it was always very messy. As the dream got further, my Instagram skills got worse and soon, I gave up making the thing altogether and instead, stopped it at a duration of 13 seconds.

      Spyro the dragon was real and for some reason, he was in the next scene with me. He shared knowledge of his four elements with me. Apparently I had a unique set of my own elements in this dream. I was in my current house in the kitchen and my mum is identified to be dead in this dream. It was night time and she appeared outside the kitchen window, a combination of a fleshed human as well as a ghost, but she didn't look scary.

      The next scene was where Spyro and I were at some sort of molten rock coast, surrounded by clear bluey-green water. I ended up asking Spyro, “How do we get across the water?”. He said we get across it by freezing it... I reconsidered and told him not to do it. I then told him that the first element in my set was water. I then told Spyro to hop onto me. I swam super fast across the water, like a speed boat... My kicking speed was unbelievable, like Dash from The Incredibles. So to summarise, I worked faster in water.

      The dream went to a fourth scene where I showed Spyro my second element. My second element was honey where I could leave my enemies anywhere, stuck and stranded permanently. I have forgotten the name of the third element but it was something to do with the colour of red. The dream was talking up the last element so much. The last element in my set was convexity. Both Spyro and I ended up getting possessed by this consuming element and turning dark, just like in the game. That's all I can remember for this dream.

      Dream 236 B – I Must Have A Class

      It was recess at Camelot Rise Primary School when I am trying to find out what year 5/6 class I'm in. I soon found out that I wasn't in any of them. I head towards the front office to try and find out what's going on and why I wasn't included in any of the lists. Along the way, there is this weird fenced complex with vines tangled all over it, making it difficult for me to get through.

      I eventually got to the front office and I asked Mrs C, “How come everyone is assigned a class except me?”. She said to check the year I graduated and I told her “2010”. That's all I can remember about this dream.



      Dream Trophies Achieved:

      - None
      Categories
      non-lucid
    15. Troubles with our Ceiling Again

      by , 12-04-2017 at 01:02 PM
      Morning of December 4, 2017. Monday.



      I am in bed in our present home, though as usual, the appearance is different. Our bed is oriented as it was prior to the devastating storm that tore our roof off.

      Over time, I become aware that rain has possibly been coming through the ceiling (as it had in real life before the tarpaulins were placed over our house). (Note that it was raining in reality at the time of my dream, which I had become aware of through partial awakenings.)

      I notice that the ceiling has unusual downward bulges, especially in one area where it almost resembles the shape of a complex vase. The ceiling is not of narrow boards (of their original wood appearance) as it is in reality, but is lower and constructed of white ceiling tiles. I get up and tell Zsuzsanna to leave the area near our bed, as the ceiling might collapse.

      Between the dining room (which we use as our bedroom) and kitchen, a part of the wall (which does not exist in reality) and ceiling falls. It is more like an unusual curtain rod with some sort of odd elongated plumb-bob-like features hanging from across it. (This probably relates to an association with vertical evenness.) An identical feature on the other side also partly comes down. While looking towards our bed area, I also see a number of thin boards sticking randomly out from the left edge of the wall at various angles, which was apparently part of the inside of the wall.

      I am then in the room of our two youngest sons. Eventually, one of our daughters, a fictional character however, as in my dream there is a false memory of having at least five daughters around nine years old, comes in and talks to Zsuzsanna (with the girl standing near the south wall of the room and facing Zsuzsanna). She is Hispanic with darker skin. She seems worried. When I look at her, I notice something on her neck, the front lower area. I first worry that ceiling debris had gotten into her neck, possibly going through her neck from behind. Puzzling over this, I also worry for a short time that it is an actual bone slightly protruding from above her skin. Eventually, I decide that it is just a large droplet of water below her neck and I gaze directly at it for a few minutes, noticing a slight quivering effect. (This is liminal dream control in trying to reinduce my dream with water induction, especially as it appears on the neck of the precursory form of the personified preconscious, though it also relates to transferred associations with Zsuzsanna’s throat and the soothing of it, as she had been coughing in real life prior to my dream.) No longer worried about her status, I go back into our kitchen. Still, looking back, I notice that the preconscious form (as our fictional daughter) is looking up, blinking quickly, and moving her eyes side to side (symbolizing the REM factor of the waking transition). I ignore the RAS manifestation (which also foreshadows my hypnopompic illusion that comes after this dream ends) and as a result, my dream lasts a minute or two longer.

      While standing near the center of our kitchen again, I notice that the walls below the windows have large jagged holes directly leading to our backyard (representing the emergent consciousness factor with subliminal realization of being unconscious yet still being able to look deeper into my mind), the perimeter of these holes made up of splinters of wood. However, this area of our kitchen is rendered incorrectly. It is more like the inside of the residential turret of the northeast room I used to sleep in (on the second floor) in the King Street mansion or the first-floor bay window area on the south end (dining room) of the Loomis Street house. I consider that there is too much damage for our house to remain livable; as I also consider someone could easily crawl through a hole into our house if entering our backyard through our gate.

      After a short time, I see that bed sheets are now covering the holes and that they might also be smaller than I first thought. As I am thinking about this, I wake, realizing I am focused on the curtain that divides our bed from the kitchen area and listening to the rain and that I had been partly creating my otherwise non-lucid dream with vague threads of my conscious self’s will.

      As I am not fully awake, I am then looking up at our real ceiling. I see a hypnopompic illusion of large raindrops hanging everywhere across our ceiling. I blink my eyes a few times, but the illusion remains for a minute or two. (There is actually nothing present to create the illusion of water droplets. It is just an atypically sustained hypnopompic illusion with concern about when it did have water droplets present, though never as dense as in my illusion.)


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