non-lucid

I'm off today, but chose not to WILD. I just wanted to sleep in, which I never get to do, working 6 days a week and WILDing on the days off.

I had a bunch of dreams. Recalling this last one.

I'm in a futuristic train station, in US. The train looks like old steam engine trains. Black, but much shorter, with shorter engine and wagons.

I get on, and I'm talking to 3-4 ladies. They say they live out in the country, where it quiet, everything is green and peaceful. I ask them if it's worth it because of the long commute. They say, it only takes them 2 min to get home, since trains now are very fast.

I realize I'm on a wrong train. Decide to get off on the next station and catch a train going back. But the stop comes on too fast and I don't get off. That was the last stop in US, and next one we make, just a minute later, is in Japan.

I get off, but everything is moving so much faster, I miss getting on my train. I hop on as it starts to move, and I hang on the handle from the outside. I finally manage to open the door and get inside. The conductor is not very happy with me.

I'm in a vast snow covered area and it's snowing. Nothing but snow in every direction. There's a small machine spewing out black snow. Two small alien creatures were born under this machine. Somehow I knew these creatures usually have white fur, but they adapt to their environment. The first one I see has black fur because of the machine. She looks like a cross between a kitten and a ferret. She climbs around my body excitedly and seems to like me. Somehow I know her name and say it: "Dawn!". I take some black snow from the machine and sprinkle it on the other cat-like creature. The orange cat hisses at me and doesn't change color.

Dream jumps. I'm at a research facility and people I don't trust have taken Dawn and the orange cat to study them. They call them by different names and I dislike that. "Her name is Dawn." I tell a researcher, but they don't listen. I want to get Dawn out of there.

Alright. I wanted to summon something similar to Dawn in my next lucid, but seems she came to me first. I will meet her again.

Date of Dream: MON 8 MAY - 2017



Dream No. 109 - The Great Case

My mum was talking to me somewhere but I don't know where it was exactly. I was going somewhere and so she said to me to take the lift to the bottom floor of Reading Cinemas in Waverley Gardens Shopping Centre and meet her there. I was then in the carpark of shopping centre talking to three random boys but I forgot what the conversation was about. I then told them I had to go and meet my mum. They followed me but left when Reading Cinemas was in my sight. I thought the entrance to Reading Cinemas was on the top floor, so I went up the stairs nearby but when I was about ¾ way up, I noticed that there was in fact an entrance on the bottom floor and so I think to myself, “Yay! I don't have to take the lift!” and turn back.

When I enter, I enter into this room that looks sort of like the inside of the church and my mum is standing to one side. In the background was all this really bright light, almost as if you were looking into the sun. I walked through this white light with four companions resembling characters from video games, the only companion I remember is Super Mario. We are then outside somewhere and we see this vehicle which is halfway between a ute and a roofless car. Inside is a strange old man who I thought at first had no business. But then from inside the vehicle, this news story was playing that there was some sort of suspect and the person who could find him would be rewarded $250,000. I spoke to this old man and actually discovered that he was the suspect. I then woke up.

Morning of May 8, 2017. Monday.



Once again, my life status changes upon becoming unconscious and I am perhaps implied to be around fourteen years of age. The dynamics of my memory are different as always. This combination of dream state amnesia and the total loss of critical thinking skills and any hint of intellect is typical of non-lucid dreams.

I am in the Cubitis living room and I believe it is nighttime. My mother (deceased in 2002) is alive and well. My father (deceased in 1979) is also alive but not present at first. Over time, I hear what may be shotgun blasts in the distance, perhaps somewhere in the cow pasture to the east. There are additional similar sounds, not quite identifiable. I do not have that much concern. (I was not able to validate if real sounds in the environment, such as car doors slamming, were responsible for this segment, but it seems likely.)

I grasp the doorknob of the front door. My sense of touch is greatly enhanced. I twist it to make sure it is locked. Later however, I realize that my father is coming home at some point, so I unlock the door, making sure the doorknob turns all the way around. I even open the door slightly and close it again.

I go into my room and look out the north windows. My father is sleeping in the back seat of a car, his head to the north. I am somewhat puzzled and I do not know how long the car had been there. (As my father represents my conscious self identity in certain cases now that I am older, this simply represents the fact that I am actually asleep.)

I go through the back door and into the area of what would be the square concrete platform and the side yard at the south (and the utility room to the east), except that it seems like some sort of open porch with a lot of random furniture stored. It seems morning now even though it was night just moments before.

A neighbor drives into their driveway. Only Don M is present. He gets out of his car and comes over, saying, “My man!” as a friendly gesture. However, he then gives me an odd look and starts to move a desk out of my family’s fictional storage area as if we are not supposed to have it. For a time, he drags it upside-down from one end. I help him for a short time. (In reality, they had given us some furniture in 1973, including a pale teal-colored desk that I kept the largest dream work notebook binder volumes in, as it had a bookcase on the left side. Apparently, perfume had spilled all over it and they no longer wanted it, plus the drawer was missing. The smell did not wear off for a long time.)

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This dream type is in great contrast to other dream types (and as such, has its own associated mood), mainly being a subliminal reminder that I am sleeping as well as being a “denial review”. That is, my dreams often reveal what I am not (when awake as my conscious self) rather than what I am. (For example, when awake I am…not asleep, not in the “back seat”, not living in Cubitis, not with my parents, not involved with Don M’s daughter, not having furniture taken from me, not a teenager, and so on.) All the characters here (other then my dream self) are deceased in reality.

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2017, 05-07

Déjà Vu

I am in a place that looks rather familiar, but where I would have expected there to be someone there all I see now looks to be abandoned and is falling apart. It also looks like a level in Minecraft, and I am annoyed, thinking I just helped build this place and now someone comes in here and makes a mess of it? I look around to see who is here and what they might have done to this place. I don’t see anyone here at all, and that seems odd, too. I am thinking there should be some people here and I wonder where they are. I think I’d better get to putting this place back together. I start playing Minecraft as I feel I have done before and I start building things back up again. I think there is a certain way things are supposed to be, but I really can’t remember exactly how that is. I figure I will do the best I can and then if I do it wrong it will be easy to fix. I keep playing Minecraft for a while, constantly looking to find both whoever did this and the people I had expected to find. But it would seem I am playing a single player game tonight. After working on it for a while it looks like Grove Street from Grand Theft Auto, or that’s what I have been told it is, I haven’t actually played Grand Theft Auto.

Once the area is back to that state I start searching around more. I look into the houses to see if there is anyone in there, though I haven’t seen anyone while searching there. I am finding no one. I enter into a garden that looks like it was once beautiful but now it looks overgrown and abandoned. I take out the ocarina that is hanging from a cord around my neck and I start playing it. I play the song Voices from the soundtrack to Macross Plus. As I play the song I see the garden coming back to life, returning to its former beauty. I keep playing the song for a while, bringing the garden back and also thinking the song might draw someone out if there is anyone hidden away here. The flowers bloom, the trees grow back, there is a stream flowing through the garden with a bridge going over it. I walk through the garden for a while, playing the song. I hear birds singing in the trees, a gentle breeze is blowing through the bushes and flowers. I wonder why I found this place abandoned, I wonder where everyone went. It seems someone should be here… I am still wondering this as everything fades to black and I wake up.

sneaky

I was reading text DV style. Nomad was live chatting with someone. He was talking about me. He sad he's going to deliberately make me think one thing and do another.

wbtb. Felt really hollow inside. Drifted in and out of sleep. Voices were whispering me saying, "You're really not going to like what Nomad did," a while later the hollowness was gone and felt normal and fullfilled again. in my dream Nomad was saying, "I put the astral chords back together that I cut between you and Bjork earlier" The conversation shifted into a full dream.

Grove 4 life

Me and Nomad are outside my house on grove street with Bjork and random other DCs in bumper cars. "I'm sorry," he said, "I got super jealous. I thought wrong about what you were doing. Is it really her?"

"Are you real?" I asked Bjork.

"I am." She said and blew up a part her bang that was hanging near her right eye. It materialized back and she shook her head.

"Hey, How do I know this isn't some DC you created of her to fool me?" I asked nomad. Bjork looked confused for a second and vanished.

"She just woke up." Nomad said, "Does that answer your question?"

"How do I know you're not just making me think that? It was the pretext of your plan!"

"I already told you. I'm sorry."

"Well, You implanted the idea in my head." I said, "Just like inception. Now I can't trust anything! And what made you change your mind all of a sudden?"

"When I went to seal off her inner world from you. She knew what I was doing and she got really upset. I knew then that what I was doing was wrong. So later, it got the best of me and now I restored everything." he said. And we got out of the bumper cars. I started jumping over them. "where you to going now?"

"Asuka is gone and I have to find her."

"Want some help?" He asked.

"No, You've helped enough." I said and woke up.

7/5/17
Dream 1: At rosebud, at night there is a big party, lots of attractive women, I end up breaking my streak on nofap (good thing this is a dream!). I then play tennis, 3 other people there, Melanie, Nadal and an old legend. Play tennis and table tennis I think, walk out to applause

Dream 2: On top of a building, some people doing parkour and painting a mural there. I get the help of an employee to go down the stairs of the building and get out. There is then a kind of revolution in the streets, people throwing stuff and letting off green lights and flares. Walk along with reza and tarkan, show reza some huge wrestling match, undertaker and randy orton tag teaming against someone else.

I was taking a walk in the night,
it was very dark but the street lights kept my way light for the most part.
After a while I found myself in front of a dark path with no lights, it was long and pitch black,
you couldn't see anything but there were some people around and I did what all
of them were doing, taking my phone out and use it to light my way and keep walking.
There were some other people walking through there too, but I just walked pass them.
Right in the middle of this dark path, there was this woman walking while holding a little kid/baby in
her arms with a bunch of other kids around her, there wasn't anyone holding a light for
her and she just used the light of the people passing by to guide her steps.
I decided to slow my pace and light her way for the rest of the darkness.
I remember exchanging a couple of words with her while walking but I don't remember which
ones exactly.
When we finally came out of the dark path I decided just to put my phone back and keep walking,
but she called me and told me to wait, she had left the kid/baby behind with the other kids and
started walking at alongside me, I remember saying something like "so it wasn't yours?", she just
smiled and replied "no, it wasn't."
All that I remember about her looks is that her lips were scarlet-red tempting, clean white teeth with a perfect
smile. Her skin had a goldish tone to it. She was wearing black pants with a black blouse and a small red cardigan on top
of all of it. Her hair was also black but I don't remember how she had it fixed.
When she approached me, she asked "where are we walking tonight?"
I just answered "Nowhere, I sometimes just walk until I get tired and then go back."
then she smiled and said "we are going nowhere tonight then"
I didn't ask where she was going but I remember having some other conversations but don't remember
the topics in specific.
I remember walking through a campus/university environment with her (which was really active for what I assume
was the middle of the night) and just entered random classrooms in our way, bothering the attendants and professors
alike and then just leaving just to pick another class to disrupt.
Last thing I remember is entering to this packed classroom and walking between people excusing ourselves (like trying
to get to your sit in the middle of a theater in a full night), she entered first and managed to somehow get a sit
in the first row, I was just walking between rows until I got near to her. Sitting next to her was this middle aged guy
that seemed to be giving a lecture in japanese and said something about what we were doing being disrespectful, I just
said 'sumimasen' (lol), I left the classroom, walked a couple of steps and looked behind, but she hadn't come out yet.
Just when I was about to turn my back and keep walking she leaves the classroom with a big smile, and ask me to
wait for her and we just keep walking through the night..

Morning of May 7, 2017. Sunday.



There is not much going on in this dream other than me having a shower and eating a bowl of ice cream. I am apparently to go out to a public venue with some people, though I do not know who they are. Since water represents the dynamics of sleep (and as such, is my most common dream feature along with fire, and certainly my most common form of induction), it also vivifies my dream state as a result. However, there is no lucidity in this case.

The layout of the bathroom and the rest of the house is unfamiliar though implied to be where we live. Curiously, I shower while putting my clothes on, which seems to be taking a long time.

In the last scene, I am eating a bowl of ice cream. It is mostly vanilla and I enjoy its flavor. I find that I have to keep moving the spoon around the inside of the bowl, as I do not want to waste any of it, yet there is always more. I do not want to be late in going out, but there is no end to the ice cream when I move the spoon around to “finish” the last of it. If my thinking skills were present, I would know that there could not be so much still left each time.

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6/5/16
Dream 1: I was in a classroom listening to the teacher give a lecture. I think the teacher was Jordan Peterson and he was talking about how most people go through their lives without noticing most of what happens to them. He showed us a video to demonstrate this with some people on the street.

Dream 2: I was working at McDonalds and a lot of the machines were broken or empty so it was quite a stressful time trying to get everything ready before a big customer rush came in.

Frag

I remember Bjork was up on some landing. I was helping her down taking her hand into mine.

Sleep Paralysis and Creepy Dream.

I was experiencing vibrations. I kept thinking, "Asuka, Asuka." Wanting to find out what dream she was in. I was able to make the vibrations spin faster and faster. But somehow I lost awareness

FA, In a dingy basement room with my dog. I can hear my aunt yelling from upstairs. I leave the room. I come to a wooden staircase that is broken in the middle. My dog followed me there. I some how managed to climb the staircase. I wound up in a living room that looked like Squatters had been shooting dope there for decades. Asuka was a fat Native american girl wearing glasses and was with some guy who I was unfamiliar with. He seemed to be familiar with me. Asuka started leaning against me and started trying to convince me to have a threesome with her and the man. I remember being really grossed out by the thought. They both had something like a crack pipe and started smoking it. I really wanted to leave.

Frag 2

I'm in a room with Bjork that appears to be all black. Except for us and the table we are sharing. On it is a GIANT slab of roast beef completely covered in gravy. We are both loudly stuffing our faces and our faces are covered in gravy. Xereniak walks in and gasps for a minute and then says, "Well, this is a dream I hope I definitely won't remember." I look at him confused as he leaves the room.

Date of Dream: SAT 6 MAY - 2017



I originally wasn't going to record this dream but then I thought it's worth it because of that reality check involved, which made it a semi-lucid dream rather than non-lucid. A "Behind The Scenes" entry of the reality check is to follow once I publish this one:



Dream No. 108 – Soccer In The Woods
(Lucid Dream 5)

I was in some nice looking forest, it wasn't too cluttered with trees... There was ample grassland and golden light could be seen coming through due to the sun. As I was walking through, I once again had that thought of calling out for WB (the waking life one this time) but I stop myself and literally think to myself, “Is this real life or is it a dream? You'd better make sure you're not shouting in real life and then the wrong person hears you”. So I looked down at my hands, both of them spread out in front of me. I only had five fingers on each of them, but the shape of the fingers would keep warping, almost like my hands were underneath a layer of water. And then I remember thinking, “Yep, this is a dream, you have permission to call her”. So at the loudest volume I could, I kept calling “WB!” until she came out from behind a tree. It was interesting as she suggested we play some strange game of soccer, which is what we did. I forgot what happened afterwards.



The dream distinguished that she was the waking life version this time. I saw her in person in waking life yesterday and had a really good time, so I think my subconscious has now traced her back to being a rational entity.

No title's today. just two short False awakenings.

FA, I'm in a room lying on a couch and listening to a TV or radio. It is daytime out and a woman in a pink T shirt is sitting on a couch and staring at me. For it minute it looks like manager R from work. She looks a bit perplexed, then her form changes to Asuka, she then smiles as if satisfied by something and walks out of the room.

I turn my head to the TV. It's a semi interesting live event. Trump is hosting a golf tournament for world leaders. And the idea is that instead of going to war, they just have a giant golf tourney each year. Right now I see that Israel is in the lead and Trump of course is way behind. The Caddie for team Israel is dressed in biblical pharisee robes like you see in various movies about Jesus.

FA, I'm in the passenger seat of a British purple or pink pickup truck. Asuka looks like R again. She tells me to hurry and get something to eat. We are parked at a mcdonald's. I go in and order a breakfast sandwich. I wait for my order for what seems like an hour. I leave and we drive to another mcdonalds only a block away. A manager tells me I have to work at the other store today. I am really hungry and see manager K. I ask him to grab a sandwich for me and he says okay. I wait outside for him in the truck. I notice Data is in the backseat. K comes out and instead of giving me a sandwich he finds his girlfriend and hugs her. He begins to walk away. I get angry because I'm still hungry. Asuka tells me to calm down everything will be fine today.

Date of Dream: FRI 5 MAY - 2017



Dream No. 107 - Searching For Company

I originally thought it wasn't worth recapping this dream because nothing much happened, but then at 8:15 PM, I decided I would record it, so my memory of this dream has faded.

I was at some strange place, a shopping centre that was a mix of Waverley Gardens and Knox. The scene did transition into a vision of Canberra Camp, I forgot what Mrs G was saying to me though. I was then at the walkway towards the shops of this shopping centre and I felt like talking to the people I passed by... But they all seemed to be ignoring me and this was making me upset. Still, people were ignoring and so I kept calling, “Dreamy WB!”. There was no response from the “environment” either and so I then eventually went, in a distressing tone, “Oh, where is my dreamy guardian?!”. Just then, I felt some sensation that there was some portal nearby and thought that maybe she would be through that portal. But then when I was actually at the portal, I was hesitant about going in as I thought I could possibly die if I went through. That's all I can remember.



I think my dream memory is also affected due to the fact that I have a cold, so my dream memory may be wonky for a few days. Additionally, I may not even have good night sleeps at all due to these chain-saw like symptoms... So let's just hope for the best.

I really don't remember a huge deal of this, I fell asleep again after remembering really clearly what it was when I first woke up and by the time I got up the second time I lost it.

Chris was being dropped off at a restaurant but we were in the back of a transit van. There were other people in the back of the van, although I can't remember who and when we arrived we realised it was a really fancy place, there was a red carpet rolled out for arriving guests. There was then a discussion of how we should maybe have brought a limo instead of the van.