non-lucid

Non-Lucid: I keep having the same kind of dreams. I see things, ppl & events happening that are just out of the ordinary but other ppl can't see them. I saw ppl jumping off of a cliff like place but they would float down but others don't see them. It's a common theme. But when my husband is in these dreams he knows exactly what I'm talking about & he sees the same things. It's like we are a team.

I'm in a really good place in my life right now after taking some time for my family. I feel good, I'm emotionally good & now my husband went back to work after his vacation. I'm sad he is going back but I'm sad "for him" not because of it. He just turned 55 this week & his 35 yrs at his job has made him sad. It bothers him that he feels enslaved of sorts to the system. Where normally a person would be proud that they had a steady job that long, he doesn't feel that way. I can't figure how all of this applies to my dreams.

Parakeets In Abundance

I was in my old house closet looking at a small purple cage shaped like a house. There stood 4 big parakeets in the cage along side babies and new born babies. In the dream I thought that I had forgotten to feed the birds and get them safely in the cage. Picking them up gently I hurriedly put them back. I wanted to care for as much as possible to give them a chance in life. A few ended up dead because they were too young but I managed to save some newborns. When I stopped I took the cage out of the closet and it was suddenly transferred to my cell phone. I felt reassured that they would be safe in the memory disk and that I could transfer them out when I got to my room.

I noticed a guy talking near me though saying that he was interested in me for 2 reasons and that I had surprised him. I ignored him and continued walking. I ended up downstairs near the entrance to the yard. A boy than jumped in and said he was going to steal the data from my phone. I ran to the bathroom and closed the door as he was laughing outside the door. Putting the towel and shower on I pretended I was going to get in but it wasn't enough to make him leave so I opened the door and pushed him away. I ended up going somewhere else but I don't remember what happened.

Twisters In The Sunset

Something non lucid was happening. Next thing I remember I'm on a bed than in a black car and I realize that i'm dreaming as I watch a turtle that looks like the turtle similar to the turtle from Kung Fu panda.I'm in the back seat looking out the window and watching as he walks close to the car in slow motion while smiling at me. His smile is creepy to me even though it looks gentle. I push his face back in a non aggressive manner repeatedly than decide to go through the wall to get away from him. I go through it and dissolve into the wall than continue flying through a dark place until I reach the end of a light.

I'am now in the middle of the ocean flying above it. The sky is a beautiful sunset and there are twisters above the ocean that look like tornadoes. I fly around them gracefully than notice a anime woman in one of the twister. She looks evil and like a good candidate to fight for a Dhl mission. But after trying to kick her I lose interest because she doesn't seem like a worthy opponent. I than fly in another direction and another dc is following me. I try ignoring them since I want to look for Dawn.

However, the dream shifts and I'am back at the old house inside a room. The dc that followed me had caught me and looks like one of my oc but with green hair. He tries making a move on me but I push him away and tell him to take me to Dawn. He agrees but first he wants to show me something. I follow him and he leads me to the yard exit. He's taking his time to open it with a key so I tell him to just open the lock than to push the door open. He unlocks it and shows me to the yard that is covered in garbage bags than changes into something small and flys away. I jump on the fence feeling confused. "Why do they always bring me to the yard?" I think than notice someone near the window.
Woke up after that

*There was also a part where I was drawing in the dream lucid. I was drawing a girl anime character while thinking of Dawn. I just forgot when it happened during the dream.

6/1/16
Dream 1: I was part of a police unit tracking car driving erratically. We used the radio or something to talk to the driver, and it turned out it was my dad behind the wheel. We told him to pull over and sent a car after him.

Fragment: Being kept in a dungeon.

Fragment: Farming.

I decided not to try the task again because I was supposed to wake up at 10AM to take my daughter-in-law to the Dr. I slept through the alarm and didn't get up until 1Pm
I slept rough again. According to my Fitbit, I started sleeping at 3:20AM (that's when I told it I was going to sleep). I was "restless" 10 times for a total of 2 hours and 29 minutes. I only got the equivalence of 7hours and 11 minutes worth of sleep. Which is better than the last couple days of 3 and 4 and a half hours.

ANYHOW.... I only recall snippets of dreams: clones, zombies, base building, fighting with my kids about something. Dreams come back to me at weird times, so if I get anything more later today, I'll add it.

I am on a military base observing three fighter jets (ala Blue Angels) sail through the skies in perfect formation. The jets are white. One of the jets lands and the pilot comes out and introduces himself to me. His name is Paco, and he resembles an old US Army friend of mine, Ramon Ramos. Paco tells me he is a master pilot who has been flying a long time. I tell him that I loved watching him fly in formation. I ask him many other questions. One of them is, "How much do the jets cost?" He tells me he doesn't know. I tell him that I have ten million dollars and would like to buy one. I say that although I wouldn't know how to fly it, I think they are so beautiful and would love to have one. But Paco honestly doesn't know how much they cost. Paco is not originally from this area; I don't know where he is from. But he is of Hispanic origin. The other two pilots are just as masterful, but Paco is the only one I get to meet.

I am suddenly transported from standing on an airstrip at a military base to sitting on a couch next to a Jewish-looking woman. The woman resembles my stepsister, Aimee. She also reminds me of an old substitute teacher I have not seen in thirty-plus years, Ms. Taub. We have had an affair in the past, and her husband is in the room with us. He is a weak man -- short and balding. He seems to know he's been cuckolded, but doesn't care. He reminds me of an uncle I have in Florida. The Jewish-looking woman is writing something down in a notepad. Suddenly, I am in bed with her and I am taking her bra off. She has tiny breasts. Next to us is a man on a telephone. He knows both of us.

I decide not to have sex with her, but instead we start talking. As we talk, her face changes into that of my pastor's daughter from my old church in San Marcos. We start discussing dreams. It turns out she knows who Paco the Pilot is. Only she doesn't know him as a pilot; she knows him as an unemployed guitar teacher. She claims she was in my dream when I met him. I ask her how she was able to intercept my dream, and she says cryptically, "It is because we are two peas in a pod." Dreamt 12/18/2016

6.1

I'm in some mad scientist's basement. He has made androids that look exactly like humans. The male android has short black hair and a fit body. He looks generic. But the other android looks like a girl I know from high school, Emilia. She sits quietly and looks unhappy. She is bound by the scientist's programming, but the male android is free. I believe I can save her. Her heart is on a small metallic cart next to her. On the outside the heart is pink and silver metal with red lights. One part of the heart is open and the insides are full of glowing, red yarn. A long bunch of yarn loops are hanging out. They are slowly being reeled into the heart. I realize that the heart has to be wound to keep it going. The loops are almost inside the heart. I grab and pull the yarn, but it's taking all my strength to keep it still.

The mad scientist shows up, sees us and rushes to put on his battle suit. "We have to get out of here! Help!" , I ask, and the male android acts. He grabs both of us in his arms, looks up and flies through the building. He doesn't stop until we are in space. He flies to a space station and puts us down inside. Seems to be an empty station. Emilia is fine now too, somehow. We start talking about some plan, what to do next. I also tell them stories of my past. All of them are false memories. These flashbacks make it impossible to make any sense of what really happened next in the dream. I recall a concert hall and another female android that was injected with some techno drug that removed her compassion. Since she wasn't treated well by the rich people around her, she didn't mind killing them. I also recall doing mild drugs and feeling relaxed in the space station. At some point I visited my hometown.

6-Jan-2017 - ND#2: CD duplicate for dad - WILD: Gangster, Massage, Draw a dove, Engine-less Ferrari - ND#3: V.completes puzzles

ND#1: Forgotten

ND#2: My dad listens to a CD very often, he fears he could ruin it. I tell him they are very resistant, they can last decades if well kept, but suggest him to make a duplicate and listen to the duplicate, we can do it on tape or, better, on another CD. He is not very convinced.
Note: Upon reflection, the scene could have taken place at my Grandma's house, now sold (!!!), but I am not totally sure

WBTB/WILD: (7AM, est. ~20-30min)
I do many things while waiting for the dream to stabilize, can't recall most of them because I slept alot after the LD

I am in a city with low buildings and no people around, on a large road, it's fairly dark. I look for a place to get a massage for TotM, in the far corner of this road I see a lighted sign, I walk towards it. Once I get closer, I see the sign has many chinese ideograms, and on the right the italian words for massage. I enter, find a small lobby with seatings and a reception. Behind the desk, a nice girl, to which I ask for a massage, but with strict conditions: it has to be an Asian girl, with beautiful face and a nice body, she has to practice the massage naked. She says no problem, they can provide
I enter a small room, quickly remove all my clothes, lay prone, but my mind cannot easily reconcile it with my real body sleeping supine, so I lay supine in the dream, too
The girl comes in, thy have really respected my wish, she's very beautiful, looking from Thailand with bronzed skin
She massages my legs and I feel the touch on my real legs, it's nice. When she moves to my arms, I don't feel it
After some massage, we take the chance of both being naked to, well, you can probably guess it
<JUMP>
I just exited the building, recall another TotM, stop a passer-by DC, ask him a pencil to draw something. He gives me a yellow pencil, I take a small notebook and draw a dove, with nice shading, its wings spread. After that, I kinda pick it up from the paper, it flies away.
<JUMP>
I am in a city, it's full day, I am dressed like a 30's gangster. I need an information, no one of the people around me knows, I think about asking to the shopkeeper on the opposite side of the street
I launch a grenade inside one of the windows, the shop explodes, I wait a bit, the shopkeeper comes out crawling on the floor
I ask him the question, he answers. I think about TotY, which I need to do again
I turning right into an alley, there is a 30's car, I open the hood and see it has a big engine. I lift it, it's heavy. However, on second thought, I don't like this particular car
<JUMP>
I am in a parking lot. I wander around until I find an intersting car. It's an old Ferrari from the 90's, like the famous Testarossa) , again I open hood, remove its engine, this time I remember to remove wheels, too. I start from front left, I pull it towards me, removing it, the car front hits the ground. Then I remove all the other wheels, and each time the car hits the ground convincingly, until it lays flat on the road

Then I enter it, sit at driving seat, turn the key, the car starts moving very slowly, like a crawl. I wish it to gain speed, and it happens
I am now driving the car fairly fast in San Francisco streets, uphill, then I take a slow and cauotious right turn, then the road goes downhill, the car takes speed, until I find another right turn, I slow the car down, turn right, but the left side bumps the building

ND#3: I am in the dining room, the Xmas tree is misplaced (!), there is my mother-in-law, looking at V, my daughter, playing
She has completed some puzzles, which are laying on the floor close to the Xmas tree. I notice that two of the puzzles show the same image, in yellow and light blue colors, but have different sizes
I move to the kitchen to discuss with my wife how good she is at completing puzzles (my daughter actually likes doing it)

I recall having a few dreams, but I can't quite recall what I dreamt about. In one fragment I was kissing someone and that person said that I'm great at kissing. In other fragment I was at a shooting range, holding some kind of improved pistol. There was a faceless Lovecraftian abomination behind me, I had to shoot to extremely small targets enough times or the beast would devour me.

I woke very exhilarated from this dream and had motivation to do an online DJ entry with pictures once again.

Thu, 05 Jan 2017:

Start in packed restaurant or similar, commotion outside, peek out blinds, 2 cars stopped yelling at each other, one with several Latinos and one several African Americans. They speed off down the street dangerously.



I pull out my phone and have the description of one car: a turquoise Subaru hatch/wagon. Friend tells me I should text the info to (telephone #) instead of 911. I start to punch in the telephone number but then I realize I may be forgetting part of the description for the vehicles. Seems to be a campus security text #. Makes sense since 911 will be not go to local police directly. Shortly after we walk to a campus eating place with windows and all eating outside, safe? One of the guys says it is safe and that he actually works here sometimes , a campus job I guess. Girl Friday arrives.



Transition to us walking in a dream neighborhood that definitely feels familiar from dreams, with neighbor house to the right. Also becomes (Current neighborhood)-like then dorm-like. Inside big house at some point.



Girl Friday flirting, sweet, takes me in another room to show me some lime green clothing-something. She removes her outer shirt, should I turn around. I feel a little boldness to keep looking on and do so. Did she want to show me those socks that seem to be lime green? "A" arrives and shows me his T-shirt with a print on it and I notice my

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penis peeking out of my pants from prior erection with Girl Friday situation and I get a little cum on his T-shirt or sweatshirt while I was looking at it and I try to wipe it off on my shirt before he notices.

Mr CL comes in and seems to greet us with a hug as we're in kind of a lounging position perhaps in bed or on a couch. Up and moving around the house, I can see clearly through neighbor's windows, a sexy neighbor lady. Maybe I can see something sexy as I see her across the way, walking around several different times during the dream, through their windows. We also have many windows looking out.



3 neighbor ladies wearing outfits that are a cross between lingerie and maid costumes.



I have an FA: I think to myself, I'll go back to sleep and be bold and lucid. Yep! Several different Asian college couples are having sex in different rooms. I warn my son who is walking in the direction of the couples having sex and say something like "they're doing what I guess you college kids do" and he laughed it off and keeps walking. Those 3 ladies from earlier are having some kind of sexy costume time interacting in flirty poses. I see a door between the two houses and I feel strong boldness and realize I'm dreaming and go through the door and when I get to the room the three ladies are lounging in bed, two of them sitting up near the front of the bed



and before I go any further I do look at my hand for a little bit to make sure I am actually dreaming and not breaking into my neighbor's house. My hand looks normal at first so I look again and sure enough 6 fingers. I have the first lady on the left

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give me a bj

(schema edit; nice mental control achieved) and then

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intercourse. She is not excited enough so I switch to sex with the one to her right and straight to intercourse.

Part way through I realize her

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panties are still partially in the way, then I take off her panties

after considering just magically swiping them away and then continue

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sex some more. Walking around house with my penis in hand and in a rectangular device. The 2nd lady I was having sex with

transitioned to this rectangular device. Many people and family are around and I think that this is a good chance to show how lucid I am but then I have second thoughts and want to be sure and do my hand RC again before doing anything cray in front of everyone. I don't recall much more after the RC before waking.

I’m at somebody’s house, near the kitchen. There are two women, one of whom I recognize. I have an idea who the other might be, but I can’t be sure. The one I know begins to get close to me, and she cranes her neck to kiss me in a friendly way, but I feel that she wants to convey something else. She kisses my cheek, then again, nearer to my mouth. I come close to her, and ask her if she’d like to go out with me. She is ecstatic and responds so enthusiastically, which is satisfying to me. This is special; this girl was my friend in high school, she’s extremely beautiful, we did a play together once and interacted on some kind of emotionally significant level, given the grave and serious nature of the performance. I would have gone out with her in a heartbeat, if only I had the confidence back then. The other girl in the dream seems upset, but I take little notice of this. I’m soon at a restaurant with a friend, and I run into a family for whom I had played piano a couple of weeks ago at a party. We find our table, and I notice a table on the other side of the restaurant where there is another family I know. Only I’m overcome with anxiety when I realize who they are. I imagine that I had asked out the daughter in this family, only this is not actually the case. But in the dream, I am convinced of this. I don’t understand this dream, but I have ideas as to simple meanings behind some of the particular circumstances of it. Overall though, I cannot interpret it.

5/1/16
Dream 1: My brother was playing some sort of lord of the rings game, finding all sorts of easter eggs, floating up in the sky to a library with paintings on the walls as well.

Dream 2: I was playing basketball in the NBA against an all star team, I caused a stalemate with their best player, who looked like kevin love but with longer hair.

I had a bunch of humdrum dreams last night. I told myself I wasn't even going to attempt the ToTM because I didn't get to sleep until 6AM and I had to be awake by noon. LD disrupts my sleep way too much so I've not even bothered trying for years.

The only dream that stands out from last night was yelling at my husband. We were in a hotel room with an adjoining room that some other family was using. A little kid was being extremely disruptive. He was banging on the walls and floor, screaming, crying etc. Hubby had enough. He stormed into the room and I could hear him whooping the kids butt. When hubby returned, I laid into him saying he assaulted someone's kid and it wasn't his place to lay a hand on the boy no matter how bad the boy was. I was furious.

And then I practically jumped out of bed because I thought it was 5:30PM It was only 1:30. I still slept through my alarm but not by too much

I also had my standard zombie and base buildings dreams (inspired by 7 Days 2 Die which I play wayyy too friggin much).

I am being driven around in a pink car by a woman I do not recognize from WL. She is an attractive MILF. There are hills around us, resembling the hills you see around Moreno Valley in southern California. There are distant houses nestled in the hills. I am cognizant of being married to my wife in the dream, but I work with this lady and this is the final time we will be together. We are headed to a party.

I feel uneasy, knowing my wife would not approve of me being alone in a car with this lady. In the dream, I imagine my wife pulling up beside us at a light in her minivan and looking over to see me with her (note: this didn't actually happen in the dream, it was visualized within the dream). I figure this would be extremely awkward, and I'd have some serious explaining to do! Or would I be able to slip down to hide on the floorboard before she saw me? These were the options I pondered within the visualization. After I snap back into the reality of the dream, I notice there is a child in the backseat of the car. And at that point I realize this woman does not respect me. Nor do I respect her. Most of all, I do not respect myself in this dream.

I begin to feel sad. There is lots of room to stretch my legs out in her car; it is very spacious for a convertible. As she drives me around, I grow more and more pensive. I experience a great withdrawal, and a sense of failure and doom. A betrayal of my marriage vows, even though the woman and I never touch. The most predominant emotion, however, is abject loneliness. I feel so utterly lonely in the dream. I think about my kids and how much I miss them. Dreamt 12/16/2016

I entered my barn and saw some hens with little chickens lying on they hay. Most of them were dead or very weak. There was some strange sickness spreading around.

Morning of January 5, 2017. Thursday.



My wife and family and I are living back on Gellibrand Street in Clayfield. When the mail goes, there are several items. I firstly focus on a large package.

The package turns out to contain a book we did not order or expect to get, possibly because of being members of a book-of-the-month club. It is a very large and thick book with shiny gilded pages with the title of “Return of the Fairy Tale”. It seemingly includes fairy tales as well as poems and folk tales. I read one poem as our youngest daughter listens (though I cannot recall its content). I am not sure if we should keep the book as I seem to remember that Zsuzsanna has an older edition of the same book. We look for it and it is found near the bottom of her wardrobe. I ask her if we should keep the new edition we just received and it seems that we will. The older edition has a slightly different cover but is about the same size.

After this, I go onto our porch to look at our other mail. There are two postcards from Margaret. In one, she starts off by talking about seeing her “pale face” looking back at her (from a mirror I assume). She writes that she is sorry to hear about my sister (Marilyn).

Apparently, I had also written to a man in India of whom I had not written to in over twenty years. I had asked him about his address (which makes no sense because if I did not know his address he likely would not have gotten my letter). On his postcard, in somewhat sloppy handwriting, he only writes:

“I do not remember my other address. I would like a comfy.”

I am not sure what he means by “comfy”; if he means a footrest or some sort of apparel. (In real life years ago he had asked me to send him auto repair books and I did not have any.)

I also notice a couple loose letters which are older love letters from Zsuzsanna though I am puzzled as to why they are with the recent mail. One letter includes a couple drawings. I had been sitting on the left end of the couch on the porch (liminal space) during this last segment.

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• The fifteen rupee tiger stamp is a sublimated coalescence prompt (as a tiger can swallow the dream self back into full consciousness) and additionally, mail usually symbolizes communication between the dream self and either the conscious self identity or the collective unconscious. Even so, and even containing the same dreaming and waking metaphors (and overall meaning) since earliest childhood, this dream’s rendering is unique.
• Regardless of the nature of the book, a book usually links to conscious self identity (and critical thinking skills that are not wholly feasible in non-lucid dreams). Gilded pages relate to dawning awareness and sentience (as sunbeams coming in through a bedroom window).
• The other book being in the wardrobe is a dream sign, as Zsuzsanna gets clothes from her wardrobe shortly after waking.
• Most dreams, when waking prompts are not more direct or jolting, are to subliminally inform the dreamer to wake as in this case. This same “call to waking” (waking transition with waking metaphors) can be seen in tens of thousands of my dreams documented and studied over fifty years, and in very specific layered (redundant) ways (and often “no-brainers” that I easily grasped as a child).
• Even “comfy” can be considered a dream sign, as it can refer to pillows and being in bed.
• Even the line about not remembering the other address is a direct reference to the amnesic nature of the personified subconscious (dream self).

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