non-lucid

Had 2 awesome dreams. LOVE YOU my most awesome subC!

Dream day before yesterday:

Before 2:26 am. Bed around 8-9 pm.

I am in a highrise building, in someones apartment. 2 kids are laying down at the window. Bottom part of the window is the type when you pull on the handles in upper corners with both hands, the top of the window tilts inward.

Nothing is happening until I think that it could be dangerous. That's when the girl kinda partially rolls out the window. Another female in the room rushes to her and as she slides down on the floor to her, she body slams her and pushes her even more out. Now I'm holding the girl only by her hair when her hands lose grip on the window edge and I watch her fall for what seems like 100 stories to the ground.

Normally I get a gut wrenching feeling when someone or I get too close to the window and I think they may fall. But this time I felt bed, but not overwhelmingly. I had the feeling that this is more of a "letting go of a bad idea, or a current situation" rather than someone being in danger.

Dream remembered at 2:26 am
I am slowly walking with the crowds through some attraction park, like a brewery. We get to a point with signs pointing to being an audience in a Talk Show in the left and right for the tour. I walk to the right.

Someone ahead of me is shooting people. We all start to rush in another direction. Cops are blocking our way, questioning if the shooting we report is for real. I turn different way and I'm making my way through other people in this corridor that's outside, with concrete walls on two sides. I come to a narrow doorway. I see another shooter pointing his shotgun at me. I yell "shooter"and I lay down by the left wall, trying to cover myself out of the view.

But another guy holding the torch walk slowly towards me and lights my shirt on fire. I play dead hoping he leaves before I get seriously hurt. But he moves the torch to my head and lights my hair on fire. I start to feel the pain. When he moves the torch to my torso again, I grab his stick and his arm and I beat him to the ground.

People around me get upset that I beat him. But after I wake up I'm feeling great for protecting myself and not letting this a-hole hurt me. I know my subC is awesome and it had helped me out of the pickle many times in non-lucids and lucids alike. And this time was no different. Thank you!!!

Dream last night. Divergent, slave, spoil of war.

I'm in a tall house, looking out the windows. We are under attack by some mysterious creatures. When we get outside, they attack us. They look like guinea pigs : ) We pick them up, they roll up and we roll them away from us. So adorable.

Same large group of us is now walking away. A woman comes to me and whispers in my ear, that she is taking me as her bed mate and companion. I'm shocked but go along with it, thinking how is this even a thing? But I had a feeling from the beginning that I belong to someone or some group, like in Divergent. (finally a Divergent inspired dream. Somehow that movie really really made an impression on me and I'm fascinated by it)

We are walking towards their place of hiding. Among some ruins, we have to cross a sinking floor. So we are filling it with rocks and spreading some sheets on the ground to make it stop from sinking like quick sand.

As we first entered the complex, everybody was cautious and quiet. Something was coming but I didn't know what. They told me monkeys will attack us if we don't stay calm. Everybody got a piece of fried chicken to calm the monkeys down with it. I take a bit out of mine and I tell a monkey that's starting to look at me menacingly to "stop". And it does. I feel powerful. But as a slave or captured person. This woman comes to me and again whispers to me that I am hers for a bed and for life.

Walking through some old stone steps, old walls and doors. Come to a row of doors, ours is #28. I read the numbers but they stop at #26. Not sure where to go.

Then we go to mingle with others, like a party after some action. Matt Damon walks in and everybody knows him He is part of our group. I think I remember using my phone camera.

A fun little dream about resolving the conflicts of an island of bees. Also, couldn't be on recently due to family stuff.
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It starts off with me and a group of friends sailing, when we see an island with orange pillars. We decide to check it out, and land at the shore. When we were closer, it was obvious that the pillars were giant honeycombs, arranged in the shape of a maze. Just off the shore, there are giant rocks.

A bee flies by, before noticing me.

"Intruders!" It shouted.

A cloud of bees formed. Instead of sailing away like smart people, we ran through the honeycombs. We paid no mind to the walls, running through them, breaking them. After running for a while, we fell off a sudden cliff. The bees were no longer pursuing us, and no one had been injured.

Night fell. We lit a campfire and chatted for a while. The scene shifts. A blue bee appears in front of me. It began to speak.

"Hello, would you mind helping us defeat our enemies?"

The scene shifts. We're back at the shore, but the honeycombs are turning blue. We had succeeded in helping the blue bees defeat the normal bees. We leave the island, bidding farewell to the blue bees.

I wake up.

My recall wasn't so great today, mostly because I was too tired in the morning to care about dream recall.

I was drowning in a river at night, I had to drop my backpack and my valuables as I swam out. Fortunately, I still had my debit card with me as I bought new clothes so that I don't die from hypothermia in the winter. I was in a city that I never lived in. I returned to my home, which was in a condominium, on the seventh floor.

My dream transitioned. I was hanging out with my dad and we had a gaming console, and he was playing a horror game on it (my dad doesn't game) and he got up to go to the toilet during a cutscene, and then the monster started going after the character so I had to take control of run around in circle in a dark house, because I didn't know the context of what I was supposed to do. The monster looked like a muscular necromorph.

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I run through a building holding a golden egg shaped objected. It fires a laser out the top. I am being chased by my duplicates. I find a door. It slides open when I fire the laser. I then shut it with the laser. However after that my egg stops working. People try to convince me to sell it to them. I refuse. I end up crying.

D1: I was being talked down to by some old boss of mine & I'm working for a Pizza Hut, lol. He wanted me to replace someone at one of the branches. But Mike didn't approve of this change, yet I was going anyway for some reason. I couldn't find anything to wear because apparently I was in some kind of job way above the employees at the actual restaurant. I had also worked there before at some previous time yet I kept driving around & couldn't find the branch.... Meesha Cat woke me up.

D2: I used to rent a house a long long time ago IRL from a local Radio Talk Show Host named Hank Rotten Jr. In my dream I was looking all over town for specific ingredients from Hank to make a Chinese dish to win a radio contest.

I'm doing a trek through.. the jungle? I expected a short walk, but we're actually exploring a path that takes us quite far. I have my earphones with me because I wasn't even expecting walking more than a minute or so. This trek came as a surprise. The earplugs are dangling from my neck. I'm considering the internal damage this will do to the wire.

We end up at what seems to be an university. Pretty much everything is about to close. Even the exits. We meet some new people there and the 5 of us decide to sit down at a table with an L shaped couch, the kind you find in the cafeteria. Pretty much everyone has their phones out. I have someone else's phone, because I want to show something to another person. There's a woman a few metres away from us. She is talking in English with the accent of a French speaker.

Morning of November 27, 2016. Sunday.



I become aware of exploring isolated areas in my pretense as a biologist who works for the government. (This pretense is based on non-lucid dream control, as there is no lucidity, only the knowledge of making and controlling my world and my experiences.) I find myself on this journey with growing curiosity. I intend to remain friendly, enjoying new depths of exploration.

In late morning, I wander into a dense cypress swamp of which has the appearance of the beautiful area I lived in in Florida when very young. There is an old wooden building on the bank of a river. An old unfamiliar black male lives here. I explain to him that I am getting samples of the water as well as samples of the flora and soil. He is cheerfully friendly, unsuspicious of me. Before I leave, I explain to him that our world is badly polluted, which surprises and concerns him. I pretend to conspiratorially catch myself in this “accidental” revelation and “stop myself from saying more”. (Non-lucid dream control is like simultaneously being an actor and director of a movie, with staunch pretense in scenarios, yet with no in-dream recall of what a dream is.)

I soon find myself in Australia, without contemplating that one cannot quickly walk from Florida to inland Australia (and I do not recall teleporting). There is an unknown female who runs a refuge for wild animals in an isolated area. I explain the nature of my work to her as I conduct tests on several kangaroos that had been standing in a circle.

I next find myself in an unknown man’s house. He has at least one son and daughter, both young. I apologize for my intrusion and explain that I am continuing to another location that can only be reached by way of a hidden door in his house. He trusts me and he and his children follow me into the area. It is a large bunker that had been built by the government. There is a laboratory and supposedly (at first) enough food to last for weeks. I look at the contents of a box of cereal. The multicolored cereal is unusual in appearance but tastes sweet. It resembles twigs of various colors with blue honeycomb-like football-shaped pieces.

I look outside through large windows and see what I first think is Sydney Harbour. However, what I first perceive as the Sydney Opera House changes ambiguously into a lighthouse and then a hotel. I see several children, mostly boys, climbing over rocks on the shore, in front of the windows of the bunker. Even though the area appears to be open at this point (without an outer wall on this side of the bunker), I reason that it is a holographic projection that looks and feels like rocks but only from the outside (similar to the scene from “Star Trek: Insurrection”). As I am leaving, I look back and see the unknown man and his kids looking in cabinets under the laboratory counter. I now see that they are empty (even though they seemed full previously). I see that the man and his son are amused that the government apparently does not have the resources to stock this supposedly important bunker with weapons, laboratory equipment, or additional food and supplies. I do not feel embarrassment or concerned as I am on my way elsewhere.

I next find myself in an unknown region near the ocean. I am with an unfamiliar male in our task force. We supposedly have a large motor yacht with a lot of special equipment. We are going to conduct tests on ocean life, including plankton. However, as I illogically set about to push what first seems like a large motor yacht into the water, it becomes a small skiff with no outboard. It quickly starts to sink. This annoys me and I try again by non-lucidly resetting my dream. I make at least three attempts, but I become frustrated. My pretense is no longer viable to non-lucidly continue my dream.

The ocean begins to lower and starts to become the tiled floor of my Cubitis bedroom (where I have not been since 1978). My task force partner points out that they are making a movie of us, but our roles are being played by Bill Murray (as he appeared in “Ghostbusters”) and Alan Hale Jr. (as he appeared on “Gilligan’s Island”). They are fighting and rolling around under a bed and biting each other on the ear. This is supposed to be comedic and relevant to the movie’s plot. I wake as I am looking under the bed watching them bang their heads together. (There is a sense of bilocation; of being outside on a beach and within my Cubitis bedroom at the same time. As such, the area under my bed also has a vague essence of being under a low-set boardwalk.)

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Features and events of this long intriguing dream explained here:

Dreaming process autosymbolism defined by:

Unconsciousness personified as black male living by the river.

Glymphatic system and immune system integratingly personified as my subconscious self (validated by the references to the river, government, pollution, and biology).

Subliminal thread of my wife Zsuzsanna as unknown female at the animal refuge.

Subliminal thread of my conscious self identity as man with children.

Non-lucid dream control personified as Alan Hale Jr.

Liminal space divider rendered as enigmatic window of bunker and shoreline simultaneously. (This is autosymbolism for my dream self’s subliminal recognition of the outside world of which is not aware of the existence of my dream self.)

Waking process autosymbolism defined by:

Preconscious personified as Bill Murray.

Water lowering waking symbolism (very common).

RAS modulation rendered as Alan Hale Jr. vs. Bill Murray. (Non-lucid dream control and otherwise sustained dream continuity modulated by consciousness reinitiation. Bill Murray is a regulatory “ghostbuster” modulating the illusion of the dream state by way of biological necessity to wake from the dream state.)

Correlation of physicality as shrinking and sinking boat. (All primary singular vehicles; boats, cars, airplanes, etc. often represent correlation of physicality, in this case representing the potential “sinking” of my body into deeper sleep and thus of which is immediately followed by autosymbolic RAS modulation as the preconscious waking process.)

Correlation of cortex activity as shoreline (liminal space divider) transmuting to “return” to bedroom (subliminal to liminal awareness of being asleep). I have always typified this element as a dream state indicator, as it is a literal factor, not autosymbolic.

Liminal vestibular system correlation as ear biting.

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Abridgement and simplification for the casual reader on Thursday, 7 June 2018. Feel free to let me know when there is a dream thread or detail in an entry of mine of which you cannot correlate the autosymbolism’s cause or meaning. Thank you for reading. I wish you well.

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In a work bathroom, I look in the mirror and see a youth with long straggly hair, wearing two ties Oo one red and black and the other blue. I am in to much of hurry to change and head into the bar, where some people are ordering sandwiches and pints of beer.
I end up in a grassy area, it is partially sunny, more like fading sun of late afternoon. There are some stone benches outside the building, in the cold.
I'm lucid and try and summon someone but it doesnt work, some women have appeared but they do not seem to be her. I use mind control on them but soon get bored with the clumsiness of it all.
Again I try to summon her, this time the sky is filled with brightness and I find I am aerial again looking down on S who has been summoned.
Her long blonde hair cascades down to her waist, she is in the form of half angel with big wings and half bird (eagle I guess) with long white tail feathers. She is flying towards the setting sun. And we are high up above the sea. The glittering makes everything seem like a giant stained glass window.
Its all very captivating, as is she.

Goblok anjing
I have arrived at my friend Andy's house at 2am. He's got a big house. I'm outside on the patio. It's dark outside. Andy isn't expecting me. I forgot for which purpose I came here. I'm also not sure anymore if I was willing to wake Andy up, or if I was going to have a look to see if he was still awake. There are 2 dogs on the patio. I assume them to be guard dogs, cause they start barking at me. They are both of a different breed, though I don't know which. One of them gets really close to me and is slightly frightening me. I know I should remain calm for the dog to be calm as well. The barking of the dog is starting to sound like words. It sounds as if (s)he is saying 'goblok anjing' [Indonesian swearwords]. I find it incredulous and fumble with my phone, which is old and slow, to get a video of it as proof. Meanwhile I hold my left hand out to keep the dog at bay a bit. It's got no respect for personal space. Eventually the dog takes my left hand into its mouth and starts biting lightly. I pull out.

People start appearing from the house. Andy, other Andy, Rei.. Rei? What's he doing here? He tells me he is sleeping here. There's also a woman that I don't know. I explain the situation, which turns into social conversation. I tell Andy about his dog saying goblok anjing and he tells me he's aware of that. Someone looks at my (ring?) finger and discovers that there's a small wound on it from the dog. Damn. I have to go to the hospital. Well I don't need to go right away.. right?

Prison
I'm in prison. I think I'm in for smuggling drugs, though I got framed. I assume someone put something in my big backpack. I'm in together with Hafiz and Bryan. There's a desk with a dude behind it. It's from the embassy of their country. Damn. I would really like one of those for my country right about now. I know I'm innocent and so far prison hasn't been that bad actually, but still...

Tornado
I'm out with my friend San somewhere. We're in a city and it's raining quite hard. We're trying to get from one place to another, mostly trying to take a route that puts a roof over our head. This is not always possible. At some point I have a yolo moment and just dash out to the next spot. Eventually we're taking shelter somewhere and see a tornado passing by fast. Ok. Staying in. There's not being a little bitch and there's not being an idiot. It's amazing to me that I just saw this happen. The tornado eventually becomes quite small (a few metres) and starts to terrorise the area that we are occupying right now.

Shower
I'm in a room, which is supposed to be my room. I wanna take a shower, but my friend Linh is being annoying. My door can be opened quite easily, even when it's locked. He keeps on opening the door. Eventually Achmed walks by and.. idk. The scene changes a bit and it's now 3.. rugby (?) playing dudes who are in the same situation. Their coach walks by and the dude wanting to shower mentions the thing to the coach. I wonder how this is gonna go down. As expected, the coach expects his player to toughen up a bit.

The scene has totally changed. There's some kind of dance routine going on I believe. The coach is lying down on the ground and has taken of his shirt, revealing a big beer belly and a very hairy body. He's shaved his upper body hair into the shape of a wifebeater. It looks slightly disturbing.

Police
I'm with Rei in the car. He just parked. Somehow I'm on the right side of the car and he is on the left side, even though he was driving. Either the steering wheel is on the wrong side or we're in the backseat now. I think the latter. A parking guy comes up to us asking for money. Rei gives it to him. Then there's a police officer with a tiny ugly mustache. He has a police id badge around his neck. He's asking for money too, but it's pure extortion. First he gets a bit of money, then he takes Rei's wallet out and takes IDR 100.000 from it. Damn. I've got my black backpack on my lap. Someone starts to open up my zipper to grab for my wallet. I wanna do something, but I can't really. The situation feels kinda rape-ish. I'm close to just handing my wallet over to end it, but the person can't find it and withdraws. Nice. We get out of the car and walk away, ready to cross the road. Rei gets called again by the cop, who wants more money. Rei tells me he stopped giving money cause he doesn't have that much. We start crossing the 2 lane road. Whoops, more traffic than I thought at first. We do make it safely to the other side.

We come to the hostel, which is called Seven People Inn, but now has a temporary name sign, changing it to Five People Inn. Ah that means Tommie left? But what the hell? He was a guest. Are they gonna change the name every time they get new guests or they leave?

Lately, I've been having dreams involving embracing, kissing, and affection, mainly with women whom i cannot put a name to. I'm mainly thankful that these dreams do not seem to involve me ex, as my feelings for her remain strong and difficult to deal with. However, a dream that took place the other night stood out to me. I find myself in a strange building with many windows, accompanied by this girl I've been seeing lately. There are things that happen in this dream, but I cannot remember most of them. But I do vividly remember a particular instance, similar to how I remember things from my childhood. A girl who attended my high school makes an appearance. I always sensed that she liked me in high school, but I never made a move. In the dream, there seems to be a mutual level of attraction between us. We kiss in a room that has windows and is visible from another part of the house. Afterwards, I immediately am with the other girl I've been seeing in real life, and she confronts me about kissing the girl from my high school. I can't remember what I said, but whatever it was convinced her that my kissing this other girl was not a big deal, and she quickly forgives me. We embrace, and all between us seems okay. That is all I can remember. It seems as though I've been having dreams like this every night. Last night I was in an absurd situation with a blonde girl at a dinner table. I know there was a lot more to this one, but as usual, I cannot remember. I can't say that I do not enjoy these dreams, but I fear that soon my ex lover will enter them. If that occurs, I imagine I'd wake up with such pain and find myself in tears.

I was on a train, and the train doors randomly opened and closed. I lost valuables. M is causing it.

I am on a street. It is dark. There are only black crows. I realise the sun and planets had been banished. They discover I am on the planet's side and I am thrown into a dungeon with them. The sun tells me he was discovered as a 'planet' during a solar eclipse.

Spending the holiday w/ my husband. Had non lucids but I just keep falling back asleep. Monday will be back to 6 days a week for my husband until Christmas break. Hence, I'm making time for family.

At my parents house, it is evening time and all the lights are on. There is a giant ant or maybe a few roaming about. I find them terrifying, like dr who from when i was little.
A dog appears from nowhere and snaps them up. Ir is a small daschund like dog, although it has fine shiny hair all over and is more light brown than dark. I don't usually like dog or am at least wary of them.
When I was little our neighbour had an irish wolfhound and a scottish deer hound that were both as big as them, in the end they put them down as they got to feirce. Anyway they used to chase us and sometimes would jump over our fence into our garden Oo this was very scary for me as I was only little at the time and they were at least twice my height. We did have a black labrador when I was a toddler, this dog reminded me more of that.
The dog went and laid on my clothes in a chair, I went over and felt compelled to hug my face into its fur. It did not move. I felt warm and protected.
Next a girl appeared, again from nowhere and acted nonchalant, as she helped herself to food. We never used to lock the front door, so I assumed shed just walked in.
She spilt a load of water when making coffee, but it was more like a flood (emotions?).
We went for a ride in a car, the girl and I, it was now daylight.
I can't recall what happened next but I was looking for where a lady lived, flying high up in the sky.
I spyed her house on a small street that was a mews of converted properties.
From above I could see steps cut from rough hewn stone, like they had been cut out of a mountainside. They're was an arch the length of the property with a metal grid underneath (castle style?).

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