non-lucid

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Monday morning, 17 April 2017.
A Spider in a Taxi (hand mobility)
Dream # 18,382-03.




I am riding in a taxi with family members (including Zsuzsanna). I sit in the back seat on the left. After we reach our stop (Hinkler Central shopping mall), I notice a sizeable spider on my left.

The spider has long legs. I do not know the species. I move away from it but turn around to crush it with my wallet when it is on the seat. It takes effort as I become more aware of my hand’s physicality and mobility.

After I exit the taxi on its right, I close the door quickly in case the spider is still alive. I am the last one out. (In this dream, I am unaware of the cab driver as I do not look in their direction.)

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Spiders in dreams (depending on the narrative) correspond with the human hand for several reasons, including my lifelong association with “The Eensy Weensy Spider” song (or “The Itsy Bitsy Spider” and other variations) and its accompanying hand motions that model a crawling spider. A spider also serves as a somatosensory phasing indicator. (Spiders, bugs, and insects have associations with crawling on a person - a tactile association - not symbolism in the conventional sense). They do not always have negative associations. Spiderweb correlates with REM atonia (physical immobility while sleeping).

In this case, probable additional influence is my annoyance at high cab fares (and handing a cab driver money).

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23:30 - 2:40

Dream 1 - Volcano

I'm in some MMO game. I see the map in my mind, it's truly massive. I'm running towards a lair inside a volcano. I'm with a friend who tells me about a special event starting inside the volcano. We are already late. We get into the lair. The boss there is dead and I see hundreds of players jumping around and moving towards one of the walls, waiting for a path to open. Lava is dripping from the ceiling of the cavern. Tiny droplets of lava falls like rain and seems to follow me. I try to outrun it, but I feel lava hitting my shoulders and back wherever I go.

The path opens and people start running. I can outrun most of the players. The scene is like a small dirt path through a forest. Suddenly some players have bikes. I still outrun them. Then the dream throws some railings, signs, rocks etc on the path to slow me down. It turns into a slow crawl. I hate it. When we finally get to the end, we see a church-like building. Old friend Tero is at the door, telling everyone going where to sit. I'm 62nd person to go in, according to him.

Dream 2 - Being Dead and Whatnot

I'm in a museum, third floor I think. It's night. I have to spend the night here. I remember there being a beds in one room. I have trouble finding it. A large woman is patrolling the building and finds me. She yells. I beg her to let me stay the night. I have nowhere to go, since I'm dead. As the words come out of my mouth, I stop and repeat it in disbelief. "I'm...dead." Can that be? I can't recall how it happened. I feel sorrow. The guard lady lets me stay and points me to the second floor. I find the room with beds and rest.

I wake up. It's 3am and my roommate is making late night snack and slamming doors. Uggggggggh...Well, this turns into a short WBTB thanks to him.

3:15 - 6:30

Dream 3 - Gift of the River God

I see a medieval world, reminding me of Game of Thrones. It's a cloudy day. A woman with long wavy blonde hair and shining armor approaches a dark river, I recognize her to be Pike from Vox Machina (D&D group). There's a small crooked tower built on the river. It's made of stone and looks like a big pile of skeletons. There's a large metallic ring hanging on the tower. There's a chain attached to it. The chain goes into the river, it's binding something. Pike climbs the tower and drops the ring and chain into the river. She jumps into the river afterwards. A massive, ugly woman rises from the bottom of the river and lifts Pike with her abnormally long and thin arm. The hag thanks Pike for freeing her and asks if she wants her gift. Pike nods and instantly her form starts changing. The hag disappears and Pike floats down to the surface of the river, effortlessly walking on top of it. Her armor becomes engulfed in purple flames and she becomes nearly invisible, like Shadowform from WoW. She summons a horse, which is also just a shadow with purple flames around it. With unnatural speed, she rides over the river towards a castle in the distance.

I'm a DO so I just fly up to get a better view. I see a small castle, a stone wall in front of it with a small gate and barren field around it. There's no grass or trees. The ground around the castle is completely dead. I see flashes of light next to the castle. There's a battle going on and some magic spells are visible from this distance. Dream skips a bit. Pike arrives to the castle and heads towards the fight. Her teammate is fighting a heavily armored man who hasn't taken any damage. He's nearly invincible. Pike walks towards him with determination, reaches behind her back and takes out her flaming greatsword. She holds the massive sword with her right hand. In the blink of an eye, she lifts the sword over her left shoulder and swings down at the armored guy. The force of the blow shatters the ground beneath him. He falls down, but isn't out yet.

I suddenly stand where Pike was. Oh no! I have to take this guy out? What do I have? I check my inventory. I have a large yellow amulet that looks sharp. Think I could stab him with that? I try, but it does nothing. Oh god. Pike's teammate is still there. The bad guy starts getting up. I decide to run. The bad guy follows. A big rock near the castle entrance catches my eye. There's a message on it "Murderer is _____" It's a long name I can't recall, but that's clearly a warning. I didn't want to see that. Now whoever that guy is wants me dead too. Speak of the devil, the murderer appears behind me. He's actually a three headed hydra looking monster. He jumps at me. I dodge and run through the gate, back towards the river. Grog, also from Vox Machina, the goliath barbarian shows up and instantly removes a two heads from the monster to save me. The monster is right next to me. I've never seen severed heads so close and in detail.

I sort of jump out of the GoT/D&D world. I'm sitting around a table with Travis Willingham, who plays Grog, and going through his dice and items. We are trying to figure out what items I could get from him so I could fight too. I only recall the name of one item "Blood Armor". I wasn't ready to fuse my body with a set of armor so I passed on that one. While organizing his dice, the dream transforms once more. Some lady comes by and asks if we are guests at the university. Travis has transformed into one of my WL friends and be both say we have been university students for years. She asks if we would like to foster a foreign kid together. We thought about doing it. After that we walk out of the building and talk about changing majors while walking through the city. I notice an old army friend on a poster. He's standing in a big bowl filled with water and limes. The limes spell out some bizarre word I can't recall anymore. Apparently I misread it too, according to my friend.

And I wake up. It's 6:30 am. What a dream. But not a lucid, so I try again.

7-8:33

Dream 4 - Ladies

-Another dream full of sex, so I won't write it fully. At one point I was in a house with a woman who was my wife, apparently. She made a pyramid with pillows. Parts of a photo was printed on each pillow, they formed a picture of her.

So it has been a while since I updated this. Dreaming kind of took a back seat to life, but I am hoping to get back into the swing of things!

Dream:

I have just fallen asleep. My medication allows for quick falling asleep and vivid dreams. It is overly dark. I keep getting flashes of people, and colors, and images, like pictures. It is hard to make sense of it. Everytime I try to focus on something it flashes away. I can hear voices. I think I'm in a sort of void, where nothing exists but me. Its hard to make sense of anything. The voices continue, compounded on each other and getting louder.

I am suddenly in a room with Kathryn Janeway. Her overshirt is off, and she is in just her pants and grey long sleeve shirt. She is sitting on a bench, with a light focused on her. She looks up at me. "Embrace the Dream." That was an odd thing to say.

I look up, Hermione Granger is laughing with me. I must have said something funny. We are in the Great Hall. She leans in close to me, whsipering in my ear. "Embrace the Dream." Huh. Didn't Janeway just say that. She shoves me back and I am falling, through the void.

I can see light, but I am moving away from it. It feels like I am falling back into something. I land with a thud and the light comes rushing at me. "Easy, easy now." I can hear Janet Fraiser saying. I carefully open my eyes. A pen light flashes across them. I am in biodome medical bay. I try to sit up. "Careful." I see Wasau there too. She helps me sit up. "Welcome back." She says then leaves. "Back?" Janet looks at me, scans me with a tricorder. "Yeah, its been a while." I think. "I thought I was back before, a few months ago?" Jaet pulls me into a hug. I kiss her. "Yeah, about that. A lot has changed here since then."

I look up at her questioningly. "What? Why? Were we attacked?" I know the biodome is a place for all dreamers to meet. "We weren't attacked." "What then?" I ask. "I think its better if I show you." We step out of the med bay and into a deserted hall. Its grey sleak walls seem a dull comfort, and unnerving at the same time. "Janet, what happened here?" No one is around. "Well, when you, and the others stopped coming... more like stopped dreaming, it all just fell to shit." I looked around again. We had made it all the way to the end of a hall. Janet was starting to put on a space suit. "You should do the same." I look at her. "If this is a dream I don't need to." She smiled at me. "Very good, but I still need to." I help her put it on.

We have to wait for the room to depressurize before opening the other door. There is no power and I equip myself with a flashlight. I change my clothes. I am wearing miltary style pants, a thigh holster with a gun, and plain shirt. I check the weapon. "How much time?" "2 hours, what's that?" Janet asks. "This?" I hold up the gun and she nods. "Its a plasma gun. Got it from... well I forget. You still didn't tell me what happened."

We are walking toward the emergency beacon. "When you stopped dreaming, more off on your own quest for things, people stopped coming." "Yeah, but the biodome was for anyone." "True, but without you, and Raven, well things went down hill. Stuff started breaking. You're the heart of this place Commander." I look at her startled. Only one other time has the biodome called me that, and I have never heard Janet call me that. "If I'm the heart that makes Raven the soul. But what about Nomad, and MoSh?" She looks at me and sighs. "They just helped build the thing, just like anyone else can. Really it's been linked mostly to you.."

I take a good look around. This place looks bad. I guess it makes sense. I have't been feeling the greatest about things, and apparently subconciously translated into the dream state. "Did you ever find your answer?" Janet asked me. "Well I claimed her, in a dream, if it wasn't a DC (dream character), and nothing happened in the waking world. That I can tell. But it sure does look like something happened here," I draw my gun. I feel like we are being watched. I tell Janet this. She smiles at me. "It's your dream, you make it what you want." I tell myself that there is nothing there. No enemy. Its the biodome anyway!

Finally we come to a long set of stairs down. In the middle of a circle is a large machine going down into the Moon. I look at it. "Well, I guess we better start down." After the fifth story down Janet asks who built this. I tell her I did. She just looks at me. I suddenly understand her point. I close my eyes and will the machine to be smaller, and suddenly we are on the ground floor. I see the control pannel. I rip it off and start messing with the electric cords there. I am trying to get power back to the emergency beacon. "Shouldn't we have gotten the generators back up first?" Janet asks. "No, this is supposed to have an backup systen.Why its not working..." I shrug. I ask Janet for some tool and she get it for me. I stand up. "Thanks." She looks at me and shoves me. I fall down a long hole. "Embrace the Dream."

What the fuck? Is all I can think as I'm falling. I land with a thud, her words echoing in my mind. Embrace the Dream. Seems to be a pattern going on. I look up at the light, just a tiny pin prick. I hate wells, and why I think I'm in a well is beyond me. I will for a set of stairs to apppear. It does, on the side, but is more like a ladder. I climb out, and the hole vanishes. "What the hell? You have dream control?" I ask Janet. I'm not really mad at her. She is trying to teach me something. She smiles at me. "Only beacuse you let me. Lets finish up." I ask her how much time we have left for her oxygen. She says 1 hour. We finish working on the beacon, a bright white light shoots out of it and stays on. "Well, anyone that sees that should know we are in trouble. Now lets get the generators back on."

As we head up Janet says she doesn't have much time left. I tell her to go back to the waiting room. I can do this myself. She leaves and I head to the generators. Once there, its more like an engine room, I start my work. The main generator looks like the engine from Serenity, off of Firefly. I start messing around with it, trying to get it spinning again. I can hear Janet in my ear piece. Something went wrong, the room can't be pressurized back. And she can't get out of her suit. This makes me work faster. I can hear her laboured breathing. "How much time?" I ask. "Thirty mintues." Her suit beeps. "But only because you lowered the levels you're taking in?" Its less of a question as it is a statement. "Not the point." She replies. I see her slding the the wall before I am brought back to the engine room.

I start to work faster. Flipping switches. The engine begins to turn the stop. I take a large wrench and start banging on it. Dirt and rust and grime fall off. I flip the switches again. Again it starts then stops. I can hear Janet beginning to breath really heavy, like she is suffocating. I start kicking the engine. "Work damn it! Spin! Do something!" I leave the switch flipped up, and keep kicking the machine. Soon a large boom, happens and I fly back 20 feet. I am covered in dirt and grime. The engine kicks to life, and with it, the biodome begins to live again. No people, but its a start.

I walk to where I left Janet. Wasau is there, and is helping her. Janet has her helmet off. "I see you did it." I nod, still covered in dirt. "What happened?" "Exhuast port was jammed. Got it cleaned out." She laughs, "Looks like it did it kind of on its own." I smile and nod.

We head to the gardens. They look sad, and withered. I call out for Raven knowing she can help bring them back. "I hope she gets the message." I smile at Janet. "You did good. Just remember," everything is starting to fade. "Embrace the Dream." Everything goes to black.

April 15th, 2017

My school and I were visiting a city with GIGANTIC buildings.
I looked up and I saw a few buildings that shot into the sky.

//Time Shift//

2 friends and I were shopping inside one of the buildings and
I noticed from before that reminded me of the Willis Tower
from Chicago when I went on an orchestra trip.

My mom gave me 50 cents to get some coins for arcade games.
As I put the 2 quarters in, a large handful of game coins poured
out into my hands. I ran over to my mom and friends and showed
them the amount of coins that came out of the machine. When I
looked back down to the coins, they had somehow multiplied and
now I had a GIANT stack.

//Time Shift//

I was in a room still in the tower. There were a few people I didn't
know, but for some reason, we connected very well. I told them my
plans to go to the very top of the building and mentioned how similar
it looked to Willis Tower in Chicago. We all laughed and smiled at each
other, more than I'd like in real life..

April 4th, 2017

I was in an office with people that make videos
for YouTube (Something like Buzzfeed).Each table has a certain genre
of video, but I only notice one of these tables which was kind of a
'mixed' table, containing many genres. For some reason, I know that
I am the trashboy, only coming around to pick up garbage. I skim
through papers that looks like my math homework for school.

"Do you guys need these?" I ask.

"No, you can throw those away," A woman responds.
"Table (Some random game I can't remember) always has trash, you can
go check them."

I crumble the paper in my hand and as I turn around,
I can see through a doorway that there were some people working on a
video, sitting in front of a camera. These people had robes and hats on,
looking like some type of dark magic genre. Then, my school bell rings
surprising me that I'm at school in my dream and not actually an office.

"Okay, I guess that's the end," One of the girls in
a cape says.

I ruffle through some more papers and I stumble
upon a journal full of Hamlet analysis.

"You can just leave it so you can get to class,"
A random stranger says to me.

I ripped a few pages out of the journal and I threw
the few papers I had into the recycle bin.

No lucids today. just non lucids and frags.

Nerimeno (frag)

I was watching a holographic representation of one of Hukif's dreams. He was fighting who he called Nerimeno, a huge guy with a big black sword. So much was going on in this dream i couldn't catch it all. It jumped around too much.


I got up for wbtb at around 4 am.

Kittens (full NLD)

I was with someone running in a dark tunnel. I emerged in a big living room of a house. The person vanished and there was suddenly hundreds of tiny kittens. I thought they were cute at first but then they came up to me and started crawling up me and clawing me. I managed to shake some off.

I ran into another room and shut the door. I was now in a bedroom with no way out. One of the tiny kittens that was white and a light blue stripe crawled from under the door. then another and another. "Now where do I go?" I thought.

Going to a concert. (frag)

Started off me and my cousins were driving to Edmonton. later we wound up running into a friend of mine who lives around there. He plays guitar and he mentioned we could spend the night.

Buses (full NLD)

This dream seemed like hours. Started at some big white castle. For get what happened there. Got on a bus for some reason. It rode out into some country side. The bus driver said we would reach the terminal and there would be four buses leaving every half hour or so. During the ride I remember listening to Chuck Missler which i had playing on my laptop during sleep, His voice seemed to speak through the dream.

Came to a 4 way concrete tunnel that was the terminal. I got off and waited a half hour to see where the other route went. I walked down one of the tunnels and went through a glass door where other people were smoking. I had a smoke for a bit and then walked back in. By then more buses were coming, so i got on a different one and it drove off. I remember more scenery when I woke up.

Guitar (frag)

Had a dream I was at my old fourplex in didsbury. I was playing a fancy dark blue stratocaster with a scalloped fret board.

Mario maker (frag)

Frag of being on my laptop watching a mario maker livestream.

Raven's Journal (frag)

Fa, and I get on my computer and see an email message that Raven Knight posted two more dreams. I clicked the link but woke up.

This was a really vivid dream that turned into a nightmare. Maybe cause it was long it got pretty convincing. I was so observant in this dream too.

Hurrying Home

From what I can recall I was in a poor village near a dessert where a short hooded woman told the story of a boy/man who was neglected by them because he had something inside him that when let out would destroy you.Many of the people had already left the village for a chance to survive the war and poor amounts of food available. They didn't want another problem on their hands. As I looked at the clumped dishes in her tent than at the reddish stone floors, I found myself wanting to meet whoever it was that had the thing. "Maybe they could help me find my family?"I thought. I left after that and walked on a path that led me to observe a guy who was very tactile in hunting and climbing. His black furry animal robe and slightly tan skin caught my attention. "Did he come back from talking to the guy with the thing? He must be really brave". That's what came to mind before I think the guy with the thing came. Don't recall if much happened with them but next I recall walking into a football field.

The sky was gray and there seemed to be a storm starting as people left quickly. Mostly family from students who wanted to join the school team. Trying to get my phone so i could call home, I opened my bag but seeing my money about to fly out cause of the harsh winds I had to regain stability at a wooden square table. There a little blonde girl and her friends were talking about how they needed a metro card for one of them so they could get home to their family. After they pointed out my money with a "Oo! Look Money!" I decided to buy the girl a ten dollar MetroCard to help her out. There was two subways nearby. I entered one with the crowd thinking that the girls were around but I lost track of them.

However, I ended up finding the small little blonde girl again. We just got on a high escalator before the crowd pushed us off it. As I held onto the little girl who seemed to be pushed off too I did my best to keep a tight grip on the metal handle as I slid down on my butt. An employee below saw when we landed and called out we were fine. I was thinking how we managed to pull it off but after putting the girl down I got on a line of people because I wanted to buy some candy before heading home.

After looking at the chocolate candy for a bit though I decided I was too distracted and needed to get home. Looking for my train I had a feeling the girls were already on their way home so I needed to pick up the pace. I exited the subway after seeing a group of drug attics roaming around too. Being outside didn't help though. There were guys, one of them with a small gray phone but with a red top, that tried asking me things and snapping a pic of me. I eventually got away hoping for even the wind to push me in the right direction but it was night now and there were others. I stopped a old guy from harassing a girl before I continued up. I felt so close to getting home that it seemed three blocks away. However, a guy around my age, wearing a black jacket, a blue cap, and gray sweater came up from behind and casually asked me to do it with him. I said he was very handsome so I could not anger him but I was cringing so bad from the thought of being raped. After he told his dad behind us to hold his jacket I became lucid.


I did a high jump onto a building ledge before jumping to another one higher to get away. "Aw man" he replied before telling his dad to hold his jacket so he could catch up with me. Pushing myself through the building wall I managed to get inside but than a scene appeared of his dad and him sitting in the living room. The dad was white and dressed as a doctor. He was about to put a needle into his son's arm. I thought it was a drug needle.

So they wouldn't pop out of the scene I thought of not being visible to their eyes. It worked to have it in mind since they just continued talking and the son who had a darker complexion told his dad that he wasn't sure why a girl he liked didn't seem on point with him, that he had a rich dad who was a doctor and etc. The dad just laughed and told him something along the lines like their better than most. Woke up after that



Just Walking Around

I was laying on a bed that had a red and blue blanket and slowly felt myself separate.I became semi lucid thinking I had an OBE and that the room I was in was mine but even though it had a. similar space most of the stuff appeared to be from a kid wooden bedroom set. Leaving the room though I saw the living room like my current house living room except emptier and understood that I made a mistake.

Now aware of how things were in reality I took notice of a shorter version of Dawn sitting at a round white table. "Oh, no you don't" I said than walked into the bathroom and closed it. I told myself that I wasn't going to see Dawn anymore so I wasn't going to even look or talk to him. Looking at the sink now I pondered what to do next. I than got the idea to see how it feels to shower in a dream again. I turned the shower on and water began pouring out of the shower head.I wet my hair a bit than turned it off."Never mind"I thought than exited the bathroom. I felt like it would just be a waste of time.

Out of the blue Eye came up to me with a plastic bag filled with orange gummy sugar citrus candies. Something I use to eat a long time ago. "Here!" He shouted playfully than stuffed a candy into my mouth. "mmm...It's supposed to be sour? Or sweet? "I pondered than took the bag."This helps me out for the SpellBee competition but what do I really wanna do?". As I kept thinking the candy dissipated in my mouth. I ate another before the dream shifted and I appeared laying on a bed again.

The setting was mostly yellow and black. "I wanna go somewhere interesting" I thought. After a few secs I appeared in a building with yellow carpeting and red wood walls. There was a man behind the receptionist desk talking to a kid. As I looked around them I saw cash on the floor. "I don't have to do this but I'm just gonna leave this here"I said putting the cash where the receptionist guy was. After walking away a dc came up to me and whispered that someone was watching me from a distance. "Really?"I said to humor the dc."Yeah, follow me if you want me to show you" they replied. I wasn't sure what it was that I really wanted to do so I just followed the dc.

We were now in a living room that was big, spacious and had red wood flooring. The dc shape shifted into a woman now and began whispering to me "You know your great grandmother. Before she died I watched her stitch the thread together before she fell on it and it impaled her in the heart". Seeing her chuckle about that I decided to change her through song. I wanted her to be more positive but after she changed into a purple arrow she became a dragon like creature and bit on my head. She was as big as a komodo dragon. I just kept singing to calm her and the scene began to change into a castle now where a girl was dancing in a yellow dress. Holding onto that scene I began thinking of it expanding and another castle appeared but in the other direction. It was accompanied by fireworks(Not very flashy in daylight) and a huge rainbow that vanished. I sang thinking of the rainbow again and it appeared. I wasn't sure if it would count for advance summoning but at least it was something. Feeling the dc still on my head I just kept on singing till the dream brought in a voice that wasn't mine and continued.
I woke up after that. It wasn't really what I wanted to do in a lucid but at least I did something. ^^"



Competition Points

Remember A Full Non Lucid Dream 1
First Dild Of the Night 10
Second Dild 5
Interact With A Dream Character 2
Eat Something 5
Gain Invulnerability 5
(The dc bit my head and didn't manage to crush it)
Basic Summoning 5
(Made another castle appear)
Invisibility
(DC son and father didn't see me and jump at me)
Unspecified Dream Control 5
(High jumped onto the ledge of the building)
Practicing a waking life Hobby 5
(Singing)

Complete tasks

1) Go through big solid object 5
(The building in the first dream)
2)Interact with a dream character 10
3) Mind Control 15
(Made the violent dc calm)

Personal Goal
1) Change setting to a place you've never been before 15
( Place changed to somewhere new and somewhat interesting through intent)
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88 Points Total

2017, 04-14

War

I am in the living room with my mother and we are watching the news on television. The current story is talking about how Donald Trump has ordered another bombing of one place or another, I can’t seem to hear what country or target he was bombing this time, but things on the news look rather stressed. There are scenes of explosions and destruction in places I don’t recognize. My mom is saying that if he keeps this up we’re going to find our own homes under attack one of these days. She says that possibility probably isn’t even on Trump’s radar, and if it is, she’s pretty sure he doesn’t give a fuck. I do a double take at my mom, as she doesn’t usually drop the ‘F’ bomb. She acts as if it is a completely normal occurrence and is still focused on the news. I am considering doing a reality check but I am distracted by noise outside.

I go over to the window and look outside. The covered deck seems to be missing and I can see the sky from the front door, and there are numerous planes flying overhead. I wonder what they’re here for as I watch them fly away to the south. I watch for a bit and I am about to turn away when I see an explosion in the distance. I wonder if they targeted the air force base on the south side of town. I star in disbelief as there are more explosions and now there are defending planes in the sky and more explosions in the sky. I see there are more planes flying over our house. They are intercepted there and start having a dog fight. A burning plane flies very low over our house, in the process of crashing. I know this explosion will be big, and I dive behind the kitchen island for a little extra cover. I also call to my mom to hit the dirt. There is an explosion outside that rips off half the house and sends a blast of hot air around the island, but I am safe there. I can’t believe a plane just crashed in our yard! I wonder if the plane belongs to friendly forces or enemies. I am thinking about checking if anyone got out, but instead everything fades and I wake up.

I was once again in a large building. Suddenly I felt the urge to get out. I jumped through the window in a glorious swan dive, and found myself in a place that's way too difficult to describe in words... Still a long way above ground, but outside. Perhaps the place was still under construction. Anyway... on the other side of a gap (long way down) stood the one and only Samuel L. Jackson. He urged me to follow him. He sped away, and I "ran" after him. Now, it gets weird. I could run ludicrously fast. Like, faster than a car could possibly drive. And the colors of the world got very bright and neon-y. Kind of like Tron. I ran vertically up walls, along walls, chasing Samuel all the time. After a while, I felt like I was creating the scene myself. I got the "unconscious" realization that this was a dream and I was creating the scene. I struggled to come up with new environments to "create" in front of me, and that's how I got stuck in a long cylindrical tunnel that we were running through in a spiral (even upside down every lap). I woke up from this lapse in concentration. The entire dream had this futuristic dubstep soundtrack that was quite fitting with the Tron aesthetic of the visuals.

I was in a room, I think on the first floor. There was a puddle of water on the floor. Suddenly, something happens. The water starts moving... towards one of the walls. The puddle splits up into many smaller puddles, and they start crawling up the wall. Gravity starts shifting, and the air turns "electric". I could feel static electricity as I moved my hands through the air. Drops of water floated in the air. Suddenly, there was a "flash". I was still in the same house, but everything was different. All the furniture was in different places, and there were boxes everywhere. I recognized the mess from when I moved into this house, a year ago. It dawned on me that I had somehow ended up in the past, but I could not yet believe it. I was terrified, and wanted out of there ASAP. Outside, I found a person. I immediately asked him what year it was. It was 2016 according to him. That's when I moved in here. The whole dream, despite seeming like sci-fi when I read my notes now, was a complete nightmare when I was having it. I was terrified. I then had a false awakening. I saw a "picture" of a certain fictional character I fancy, and her eyes went black and started weeping black tears. Then I had another awakening, this time the real one... for several minutes, I was very paranoid about my surroundings, frightened I was still dreaming. I wasn't.

I was having another frightening experience in a large, condemned building. After a while, I knew this was a "VR game". I navigated a few corridors in the the open air, on walkways above the ground. I caught a glimpse of a "thing" in the distance, and thought it was a monster that had now seen me. Another "thing" approached from the opposite direction, the direction I was headed. I was pretty scared, until I saw the thing was just an older woman. I think she was a teacher. She started talking to me, and I amazed at the graphical quality of her animations and the realism of the world around me. I could now "feel" the VR goggles on my head.

I was sitting on couch with a few others, talking. Across from my sat my "past self". I guess we were time-travelers or something. I gave him a 'knowing look', and knew
we could do some serious damage together.

I was with two characters, people I knew were fictional. Something happened (a guy "died" and fell into a "coffin" filled with liquid concrete in a doorway?) and the characters took it seriously. However, I knew it wasn't real and wanted to show them. I dig out the concrete, showing them the person who fell was just a cardboard cutout. Suddenly the atmosphere of the "scene" changes. I get scared. The two characters 'freeze', and their eyes turn black. They say I should not have done that. Their next few sentences make some sense, but then I realize they're talking Lovecraftian gibberish. I suddenly "know" they will soon shapeshift into horrific abominations, so I flee. I run through a corridor to the front door, but it's locked. I had no choice but to navigate the many corridors of the "mansion" I was now in, and avoid the monsters stalking them. At some point I was attacked by an older lady, also talking gibberish. I could barely push her off of me.

-1(L)-I did a nose plug RC, then became lucid. This was near a large, church-like school building surrounded by standard fence. There were a ton of DCs around, so I ran out through the open gate into the field to avoid distracting elements. While I ran, I started my routine. However, despite my efforts, DCs spawned in the field too and tried to talk to me. I eventually forgot I was dreaming. I think I was trying too hard to shun every character away without think about my situation. Since the focus was on characters, I eventually lost lucidity.

Then, a storylike emerged about Doctor Who and the same building from earlier, except now it was old and abandoned. I had to sprint back to the building from where I was in the field, so that I wouldn’t get taken over by a skydiving alien. It was hard to run normally, so I had to pull on the grass to increase my speed. (this has happened at least a hundred times. I’m not sure why it hasn’t clicked.) I don’t remember what my task was inside this building.

-2-I was watching Mumbo Jumbo play some Hermitcraft—he had taken on a challenge to build a vertical base entirely contained in a 10w x 256h x 10l volume. Not a bad idea, actually.
-3-I was on a Federation starship inside a hallway or sorts; there was a room-spanning window with controls all along it. Grant Imahara was at a control panel, talking about a rare wormhole in front of the ship. I replied,
“Oh sure wormholes are rare in Star Trek.” Something happened to him after I said that. Maybe he fell into the wormhole.
Time: 1-2 minutes

This is a non-lucid one but am posting here because I thought it was hilarious!

In the scene are two coworkers, one female and one male. The male is a tall black man who is the host of a corporate training on sexual harassment, and is also partially me somehow. The female is his coworker, Caucasian and very attractive, sitting on a kind of counter top in front of the guy wearing smart office wear, a blouse and a skirt.

The moderator says, "in the workplace you should not do things like this to your female coworkers". He lifts up off the womans blouse over her head to expose her naked breasts.

She doesnt attempt to cover up, and just sits there.

"Well," the moderator continues, "she seems to be okay with that. But you REALLY shouldn't do this either." He spreads apart her legs and rips off her skirt and panties, fully exposing her.

Again, she sits there in an open legged position, not attempting to cover up.

"Well, she seems to be okay with that too," the moderator continues. "But you DEFINITELY shouldn't do this next thing". He then whips out his dick and proceeds to masturbate in front of her.

Then the dream ends.

Morning of April 16, 2017. Sunday.



This dream has various disconnected scenes featuring snakes. Its vividness grows then lessens several times. In this dream, our house seems rotated in orientation as well as with a few other changes. For example, the wooden cupboard in the bathroom directly faces the bathroom door rather than being perpendicular to it. (Despite the fact of having carefully documented and studied tens of thousands of dreams for over fifty years, the same setting, regarding its layout and overall appearance, has never occurred more than once in a dream other than in resets during the same sleeping period though even then there are differences.)

There are a number of snakes that appear over time. It starts by me noticing one in the “living room”. The living room is ambiguous as there is a vague awareness of being indoors and outdoors at the same time (a very common perception in my dreams since early childhood). The floor, for example, is somewhat like dirt, and one snake crawls up out of it. I am aware of how dangerous the snake is.

There is a scene where I catch a snake and its head is close to my face. At this time, I suddenly become incorporeal but the “other me” (who is now a different unfamiliar male) is bitten on the face by the snake. The snake then apologizes (in a human male voice) to the man. I see that it has somehow removed its fangs (perhaps spit them to the floor). It tells the man it is going to remove the venom by sucking it out. Each area where the snake’s teeth were is somewhat like a sucker on an octopus tentacle and this will apparently aid in the sucking out of the poison. The man’s life is saved by the snake that bit him.

After catching a number of large deadly snakes, I put each one, apparently dead, into a small box (which is somewhat like a white gift box of the type that would hold a wristwatch). By this point, the snakes (only the ones in the box) are only the size of small earthworms. It seems I am sending them to a herpetologist for a special study, perhaps for payment. Each snake is different. I catch a white one with purple polka dots. There are layers of tissue in the small white box that separate the snakes. I look to see if any of them are still alive but I do not see movement.

I have a false memory as Zsuzsanna speaks. She “reminds” me of the time when a dangerous eastern brown snake (said to be the world’s second-most venomous land snake) was in our bed. I recall the event clearly (even though it never actually happened, either in my dream or real life).

I go into the bathroom and close the door. A large snake is behind me just outside the bathroom door. I feel that I have no choice but to crawl up onto the top of the wooden cupboard (which as described above in the first paragraph is in the wrong location). I see its head come out from under the door. I start throwing toothbrushes, razors, tubes of toothpaste, combs, bottles of shampoo, and anything I can get my hands on. Each time I throw a bunch of items, the snake backs away, sometimes going back behind the bottom of the door, but I soon see it appear again each time. I throw items at it at least ten times or more and it gets very annoying to see the snake coming back under the door each time. Finally, I decide to climb down and make a run for it. As I am leaving the bathroom, Zsuzsanna calls a different snake a “coral snake”. Apparently, it had also been in the bathroom (perhaps in the bottom part of the cupboard). It is banded red and black and another (unknown male) runs from it (though I do not question where the other male comes from).

I then start picking up all the razors, toothbrushes, and other items that I had thrown so that I can put them back on the top of the cupboard. There are some other scenes with crawling snakes and another scene where I climb up onto the top of a tall bookcase, but my dream fades. The bookcase seems to be in the living room of the Loomis Street house, facing directly out from the doorway of the northeast bedroom and blocking it. As usual, I do not regard the fact that the bathroom is from our present home in Australia (though altered) yet certain other rooms are from the Loomis Street house in America. I have decided this may be a form of sustained doorway waking symbolism. The snake is seen as crawling under the bathroom door (thus there may be a subliminal awareness of needing to wake and use the bathroom), but in the last scene a bookcase is blocking a bedroom door. (Books are associated with an increase in neural energy and emergence of more viable thinking skills.)

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All my life, (regarding non-lucid dreams) I have contemplated why settings are always different and rarely based on any correct memory of a real location. Although the “subconscious” can never get anything right, even the most basic detail, my theory is that the setting is rendered from the concurrent dynamics of the dream based on economics and convenience. For example, if the incorrect layout of the bathroom had been correct, I would not have had the open view of the snake coming under the door and I would not have as easily been able to target it by throwing items directly at it. I would have had to fling them at an unusual angle down close to my left (while having to lean more over the edge). There have been many dreams where the incorrect nature of the setting seemed directly based on the flow of my dream’s situational dynamics. It makes perfect sense, as that is how waking thought works. (For example, when you have a particular new thought, the exact same sentences do not manifest each and every time forever afterward, or there would never be a new thought, thus dream settings are skewed by thought continuity, not based on static memories of real places.)

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