non-lucid

I chant a mantra as I go to sleep saying "I will complete the TOTM tonight."
However, I did not know I was going to do it non-lucidly!


Fragment:
I ask a DC a new way to fly. He tells me to run quickly, then thrust my legs upwards behind me, and I would be thrusted forward.

Morning of November 19, 2016. Saturday.



The roads are lightly flooded, though not to an extent that makes Toby’s driving problematic. Toby cheerfully talks of continuing to drive straight on the present road to where we may be arriving at a shopping mall, though he turns left instead after giving information to a traffic cam that he will not be turning. This puzzles me and I am not sure of his motive. I consider that he may not like the idea of being tracked by GPS and may believe that what he said will somehow fool the cam despite the GPS.

We go up a gradient after turning left and of which is somehow more flooded than the main road and turn off, which of course is not possible as the water would flow downward. The sense of motion in going through the shallow water is very relaxing and peaceful.

Soon, Toby is suddenly near a building in the distance, as if he had teleported from his car. There are a few times after this scene when the car seems to be driving itself. It is my task each time to bring the car to Toby. The very lightly flooded streets bring a sense of calmness to the location, though there is a slight annoyance at times over Toby teleporting from the car while driving and then us having to find him to take his car to him. At one point, he even seems slightly annoyed when he teleports to the end of a street and has to wait for us to bring his car to him.

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Understanding the real reasons for dream features and events:

My dream state initiation autosymbolism for this dream is water induction, my most common form, at least one dream per sleep cycle for over fifty years, as water is autosymbolism (as well as an auto-scripting factor from an understanding of the dream state) for the essence of sleep, muscular release, and the absence of emotion in unconsciousness.

Toby is the driver and in this case is my personified unconscious (which is not as common as the personified preconscious for biological reasons, as most people naturally fall asleep but in contrast require RAS mediation or RAS modulation to wake), and as we are moving through water, it is autosymbolism for my physical body requiring more sleep, as it is not fully a boat. Toby being the driver has no waking life significance in this case and is rendered as a deeper induction thread, as I have not seen him in real life since we were teenagers. (In fact, Toby is rendered as such because he does not represent a factor of waking life, to prevent flawed neural gating and false memory association.)

Is turning left and going up a gradient significant? Yes, as typically autosymbolism being oriented to the left is reinduction (when I sleep on my left side). However, going up implies an emergent consciousness factor. As a result, the traffic cam can only represent RAS mediation itself, and the water being illogically deeper higher up is based on a subliminal attempt to suppress the emergent consciousness factor. My dream plays out a skewed reinduction loop, somewhat like the opposite of a false awakening. My body wants to sleep more deeply, but there are subliminal environmental or biological distractions. That is basically all this dream signifies. Thank you for reading. Anything that you feel needs additional explaining, feel free to ask.

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I start off in an early dream about my Grandma. I am aware that she is dead and is wondering how she is here. She is in a bathroom and I see her face. It looks like her and then she comes out of the bathroom from what looks to be a shower and enters my room. She lays down on my bed and I have no problem allowing her to do so. After sometime my Grandma turns into Mr.B, an elderly man we took care of IRL who has now passed. He was a completely different story. He was arguing with me about something and I took my notepads, drawings that I was working on and got out of the bed that I was now back in. For some reason I was thinking about the time where we, me and my mom, had to change him and he would fight with us and try to grab his nasty diaper. Glad that didn't happen. But I did end up seeing him with an open, one in his hand.

After that part of the dream I find myself in a new dream that had chained off of the one I just had. I'm still laying in bed and it is a whole new ball game. Instead of the lit room I was in with my Grandma, I'm now in a very dark room, laying on my back. There is a voice narrating something scary but have no clue what it is yet the place began to feel cryptic. I am like 1% lucid and think about one of my toys, Omega Supreme being on my back to activate an arousal dream. I felt something appear on my back but I knew that it was not him, it just felt way too light. I seen a scary dead tree branch appear above me and it rested on my shoulder.

Now my lucidity has increased much more and for some reason I was thinking about Ironman and was in some kind of place with white lights and a school feel. I,m with a person and she is very strange acting. It seems like she is out of it a lot and I had seen her before. She can get very confused and get lost. So with my lucidity slowly increasing I needed to do something bad in order to get Ironman to come after me.

I take her to a gym full or people and allowed her to walk around, away from me and get caught up in the crowd.

It works.

Ironman appears and I can see that he is child sized and I run from him. I go through some double doors, down a hallway, looked back and can see him standing there looking at me with his fists balled.

After that the dream shifted and I find myself back in my bed and was now fully lucid.
This is where things get real. I get the impression of Ironman and thought that I had a big costume of him in my closet that was also child sized.

I got up and I'm at my recent place near work drive and it was in the middle of the night. Everyone was still asleep, good. I' ll go through the side door, which is on a landing, going into the basement. This was also shared by my neighbors and so I had to watch that they were not coming down here. I heard some foot steps still up, but no one came down. I went outside and there, from in a brick ally way seen Ironman. He was waiting on me and came after me as soon as he saw me. I seen his detail, he was in his red and yellow variant and had the round circle on his chest.

He flew down towards me and I ran down a street. It is night time and there are headlight illuminating the place. Othe DCs appear around me and somehow I got far away from Ironman. It was no big deal, he called on his dream vehicle which was yellow and looked like it was the vehicle that the bountyhunter was in, in Star Wars Episode 2. as he came after me with it, it changed shapes and the front part of it was now shapeless and flat and by the time I looked at it again, it had turned into an icecream stall that had a light on in it and people in it. I asked did they want ice cream and they went in and got some and gave me some. It was good. Ironman busted through the stall with his new car, which was dark in color and sleek looking. He got out, pointed at me and motioned me to come here. I shook my head no and he charged. It is getting daytime and barriers were appearing and blocking paths to try and make me get trapped. They were dark colored walls and there was two people with me who always follow me. I told them to stay close to me if you don't want to get hurt and they nodded and agreed to do so. I leap out of the way just as he flew pass me and hid in the barricades. He then flew up on top of a building and for some reason thought about him being robocop and said that Cain is better then him and will always win. Ironman looked down at us and he jumped down to us I thought about the time when he shot the lasers from his hands and was nervous about him using them on us. I ran diagonally across the street and over to an opening in the walls and called the other two to come. They tried to follow me but they were cut off by blue fire and realized that he had a flame thrower and someone had gotten caught up in it and fire went onto the walls and spilled out into the road. I realized that where I was he can easily trap me here and quickly got out just as he tried to block me in. He swung around and some more DCs came and distracted him.

I then seen some kind of a white box up against the wall in front of me that looked like a small washer. People was doing something to it and I made him mess up, hitting the dial thing out top and saying, yes to myself. I began to hear a beeping sound that got higher in pitch and got quicker and realized that it was a bomb and I dun fucked up. I ran as the people tried to disable it. Failure to do so resulted in a very bright flash and loud but fake sounding explosion and saw some kind of thing on the wall right behind it, representing the explosion. It looked like it was foil moving to make a very 2d and fake explosion and heard who ever got caught up in it yell out. I stood rather close to it, unharmed.

I was a girl, I got sleepdarted by Ana from Overwatch. I woke up to a lesbian on me wanting to get it on, but I was not in the mood.

My dream transitioned to my highschool going to BlizzCon. I didn't remember the details of the con but it was apparently in New Zealand and we had minor earthquakes before we left.

The bus stopped at a mall. We looked around, I separated from the others and looked around by myself. When I walked out my dad was there and he complained that I took so long looking around that it was midnight. I was about to come up with an excuse when I realized he's my dreamsign, and I became lucid.

I had a false awakening and my laptop was on my bed. It was on Facebook with a video of an African American girl with a white family, who claimed that they are her true family and she ran away from her dark-skinned family, and e comments were people talking about how racist she was, and also some people talking about her name was "Gental" which sounded funny because it sounded like "Genital"

I woke up. I did reality checks. I fell back to sleep and had another false awakening, and I accidentally astrally projected.

My dream transitioned to me as Dr McNinja from the webcomic Dr. McNinja, with an older ninja who was dressed more like Rambo than a ninja. We were fighting against all of the enemeis of McNinja, under the leadership of an alien luchador a la Darkseid, with Frans Rayner as his right hand man. He sent an entire city's worth of soldiers and police at us. I didn't recall all the battle's detail but it was awesome, with us skirmishing throughout the city by jumping on cars to make our getaway and ambushing checkpoints.

We took out the police and was about to make our getaway, when Frans Rayner called us and told that McRambo got a nuke in his shoe and we won't be able to get it far away from us in time. We panicked a bit but then I took him up a tall building and we dropped his shoe, then we run like hell.

We survived, and celebrated about how we will escape now, but our noises drew the attention of Space Luchador and Frans Rayner, who were right above us all along in a helicopter, and we were just mutually unaware of each other earlier.

My dream transitioned to me talking to someone about the setting of Dr. McNinja. I claimed that in the Dr. McNinja world, nearly all popular fictional characters coexist. I saw from a third person view a bunch of characters on a ferris wheel, but the only two I remember were Stitch and Reuben from Lilo and Stitch, except Reuben was a shapeshifter in the shape of Stitch but with his yellow eyes.

Beverly game

With pack of classmates we were playing some video game. It was night, we were running around Beverly Hills, seeking monsters. First we entered some factory and went down into some basement. There was a huge furnace surrounded by small hybrids of humans and bats. I drawn my pistol and shot, backing off to the exit. I was back in the streets, I entered a car and drove away from there to some park. Then I was ambushed by more monsters.

Water zombies

I was walking around a city. It was noon, horrible heat wave hit at that time and people were always carrying some water with them. A strange illness turned people into zombies, but instead of human flesh they longed for water, trying to get it desperately. It was calm back then when I just roamed the streets. Seeing that my water was running dry, I asked some chubby man wearing a pale brown shirt, black shoes, jeans and glasses. He had brown hair. I asked him if he could give me some water, as he had a canister with him and I had only a small bottle. He refilled my bottle and I thanked him, but as soon as I took a few steps away, people from the crowd and man with canister turned into water zombies. I ran, chased by the crowd.

False awakening + MILD, ToTM attempt

I woke up in my bed, it was dark all around in my room. I thought that there's something not right and made a nose plug reality check. I realized that it's a dream and went out of my bed. I immediately thought about task of the month. I left the room and through the hallway I went to the kitchen. It was dark, I looked at the light bulb thinking about light and it started blinking. I waved my hand at it and it lit up properly. I thought about an advanced task, the one about pulling head through ground or floor. I lied on the floor and tried to push my head through it. I had slight problem at first but I managed to push it through the floor, and saw just ground that my house was standing on. I got up on my legs and thought about DC showing a dance. Suddenly a black man with white hair, wearing a fancy smart entered the kitchen. He started singing some nonsensical song and dancing weirdly. I woke up.

I have a mundane dream about life...
However, my dream is repetitively haunted by people asking me what 1% of 5 is. I cannot answer.

Circus

I was in a circus with my friends. We moved through tight passage filled with many attractions and entered a purple tent. There were some boxes, barrels and wooden beams. Some people were training before next show. Suddenly walls of the tent started leaking and water started flowing inside rapidly. There was no escape from there, but I got an idea. I held my breath and waited until water reached ceiling, then I tore through the tent to a wooden beam holding it. I got to another side of beam and jumped down into the water. Suddenly I found myself in some warehouse with circus staff. I spoke with an entertainer that had hands and feet cut off. Suddenly some man with guns blown out warehouse door and rushed inside. The limbless man somehow held a pistol with one stub and shot him in chest. The man fallen on the floor, and the limbless shooter approached him and sanding above him said "You know, even without limbs I can hold scalpel pretty well."

Swimming pool

With mother and older sister we entered an old car and drove towards a swimming pool. On the way I looked through a window on the sky and saw wonderful clouds. Some of them looked like mushrooms, while rest had shapes of tulips. I told mother and sister about these clouds and they said they're wonderful. We reached the swimming pool, it was an enormous complex made from old dam. We left our car at the parking and moved to the entrance elevator, but then I realized that I forgot to take something from the car and moved back.

Morning of November 18, 2016. Friday.



I non-lucidly become aware of being in the northeast bedroom of the Loomis Street house in La Crosse. (This means that my synaptic gating has held my memory of having fallen asleep, but not held my memory of my current location, thus my dream self accepts this erroneous location as current. In my dream, I have no focus on any relatives who lived here. I had not lived here since February 1994.)

No east window is present, an error my dream self does not regard as incorrect. (This is due to synaptic liminal space gating being closed at this point and also why Zsuzsanna appears in my dream with me but as a younger incorrect rendering. Thus far, there are two literal threads, memory of having fallen asleep and partial recall of Zsuzsanna.)

Over time, I slowly become aware of the evidence of an unthreatening haunting, which firstly only relates to marks appearing on the east wall, though it eventually seems like writing. This supposed ghost seems more like the real Zsuzsanna, though I am not directly aware of this fact in my dream. (This means that factors of my emergent consciousness are becoming active by way of RAS mediation. Threads of recall of who Zsuzsanna really is are becoming more dominant as I grow closer to waking. Well-known lifelong autosymbolism is rendered; “a wall as a liminal space divider”; that is, the precursory synaptic gating between dream self identity and conscious self identity. “Ghost writing” is utilized by way of RAS to augment language and reading skills, which typically do not viably exist in the non-lucid dream state.)

Eventually, I go outside via the Loomis Street house’s back door, though I am then in the backyard of the Stadcor Street house in Brisbane. My dream self does not consider this impossible location change as erroneous or worthy of attention. (Synaptic gating has brought about a focus on a more recent location I had lived, but not my current address or viable conscious self identity.)

There is a shed in the backyard which is similar to the Loomis Street house’s shed although it is also associated with the shed at our present address but mirrored. (A shed is typically autosymbolism for a specific type of memory recall and storage.)

It seems to be early morning at this time. The haunting continues, in two-dimensional dynamics, on the outer wall of the shed that faces the back of the house (west, relative to the Stadcor Street house). The ghost seems to remain contained within the wall, but she communicates with writing and eventually speech. (This means that my emergent consciousness is becoming more active than before to where more viable threads of my physical status of being in bed with Zsuzsanna are extant.)

A few random unknown people are eventually present near the shed. I notice that the ghost now has the power to direct lightning into the television antenna. I say “look at that” and point. Long thin bolts of lightning intriguingly jump about on the antenna. This causes me to feel somewhat wary. I think that the ghost may now become three-dimensional and perhaps even emerge from the television by going through the antenna and into the house. (This is autosymbolism for the waking transition in my dream’s final stage. It indicates subliminal awareness of Zsuzsanna’s neural energy as metaphorically coalescing with mine - I use “metaphorically” for people who cannot accept the existence of telepathy. The antenna is autosymbolism for serotonin receptors as well as synaptic efficacy. This is very similar autosymbolism as in dreams such as “Not my Fault”, a childhood dream from May 1971.)

This type of haunting dream stems from the biological factor of being unconscious, though perception of vestibular system ambiguity is minimal here (as there is no association with flying, falling, or other implied movement). The reason for this dream, along with its meaning, has been validated in its correlation with thousands of occurrences of identical autosymbolism in RAS mediation in dreams since early childhood.

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This is probably the first Non-Lucid dream I know was non lucid in a while. Most of mine I know I am dreaming at some point. This one gave me no clues, probably because it happened so fast. I was in my house and I was folding towels, my husband was in the kitchen chopping carrots and I hear every chop then I hear a different sound and my heart sank, then I hear him say "I cut it good this time", I said hold pressure on it and immediately sprang into action and grabbed some wash cloths and ran over held it against it. I was looking on the cutting board for a finger because it sounded horrible. Nothing, no blood anywhere. I asked him to show it to me and when he took off the wash cloth there was no blood and (I was thinking he was just teasing me) then all of a sudden it squirted at me so I quickly put pressure again. Just the tip was gone but I definitely did not know that was a dream. I was starting to wonder if I had any NL's. I am sure if I could have better recall I would have many more NL's.

I must've fell asleep while recalling my dream, because I had a good memory of it one moment, and then I forgot it in the next.

I was walking through a museum while I was apparently playing Skyrim, and the museum showed some kind of mod thing, such as replacing household decorations with food, and such.


I fought a one-eyed ogre. He kept complaining and got a bit annoyed when I stabbed him in the eye. We had some conversation about human bone structure and I lied to him that all humans except ninjas have special bone structures, and the bones people think humans have are only possessed by ninjas and samurais. He didn't buy it.

There was a bit about McCree from Overwatch.

I'm boarding an airplane. I suddenly realize I don't want to go, or it's going to the wrong destination. I ask the flight attendant if I can still get off, but (s)he says no. We take off while I stumble back to my seat.

Scene with a lot of characters. A massive brawl erupts between various characters. A man restrains a woman onto a table (?) and aims a flamethrower at her, clearing intent on burning her. I attack the man to save her. Then, a female orderly (from a mental hospital?) who looked a bit like a fat nun, was furious at me for using violence. Still pissed off (and knowing I was in the right to use force, seeing as how the man I attacked was about to burn someone to death), I hit her in the face. Hard.

Day before yesterday.

Very detailed and aware dream.

I'm in another country. But then I realize it's not another country, just a place I used to go to visit my gramma, and they speak another language there more than the official lang. of the state.

I followed my boss from my WL client company to his house for some paperwork or discussion. Something about a missing paragraph. We walk through his house and I see everything in such a clear detail. This whole dream is very clear, detailed, logical. Not foggy at all.

I left my bicycle in his yard and when I remember that, I return. Looking at the house I can't remember which door leads to his place. I look at several doors then I knock on one and they let me in, it was the right one.

But I don't take the bike afterall. I remember now that I only know half of the way home from this small town to my town. I can't remember the names of some other cities I need to go through. (This happens fairly frequently. Me trying to get back home from this place on a bicycle, only realizing that I don't remember the exact way. When IWL I do and I made that trip many times.)

I walk out and start looking for a cab to take me to the bus station. I ask 2 people where the bus to my town goes from (and I tell them the correct WL name). They don't know. Then I help a young mom with something she carries so she can take her stroller down the stairs and she tells me where my bus #16 goes from and at what time. I get to the station, #16 just pulls up, I jump on and driver confirms he is going to my town. I pull out a $500 bill, then $100 and I realize it was still too much.

I spoke through the whole dream my other language they speak at my grammas place. Mixed with some of my first language and some english I think.


Dream last night:
We are in some old, industial type building with lots of glass and metal. Looking or more scavenging for usefull items. Screwdrivers, paintbrushes, all kinds of tools and stuff. I think we are post war or something like that.

Somebody tries to attack us and I sling my machine gun from my shoulder, aim at him but it doesn't fire. I'm thinking it's out of ammo so I look closer and squeeze the trigger while I'm aiming at the ceiling. It fires a powerful, fast, metal round. It makes a hole in it.
(This is first time that my rifle actually shoots real ammo that's metal and heavy and it does damage.)

Outside in a huge, hangar type room, aliens are coming. A small blob of alien lifeform that I feel is dangerous and sinister shows up near by. I try to shoot it and stomp on it.

We have to get away from there. Someone wants to go to top floor and escape from there. I say that is the bank floor, heavily armed, shatter proof windows and such. To prove my point, a missile is heading our way, hits the window but nothing happens. Window holds. So we decide to leave another way.

I thought I might post an old dream I just remembered.
I am on a train to the South Pole. Lots of people I know are there. I feel this happy feeling of independence, freedom, and euphoria put together. It is so wonderful I cannot describe it anymore. It only appears in dreams. Eventually we reach a city at the South Pole. I have a best friend in the dream who is always with me. A wizard trains me spells and I remark 'This is like a lucid dream but real' to myself. Soon an earthquake happens and people are jumping off balconies due to fires and dying. I do what I can but I must leave. My companion, the wizard and I do lots of quests, but eventually my friend is killed. I feel horrible. I wake up.

14-Nov-2016 - ND: Wife's old phone + My cousin A

I am with my cousin A, we're outside, running barefoot on a sort of "race". When we have to go upon a stairway, I leave the mid high steps (like an arena) and instead choose the left stairs.
I am looking at a phone, it's smaller than my personal, it's not the company, I rationalize I am using my wife's previous phone (!! - it's broken)

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16-Nov-2016 - ND: Tabletop game, hug my babies + WILD Highway skate, Forest, Underground Cathedral, climb building, the sick one

ND - Tabletop game, hug my babies
I am outside, I am playing a tabletop game (?) with two more people, a board and some parts are placed on top of a blanket on the ground. I see my kids approaching I hug them, play with them for some time.
When I turn back to the tabletop game, people have moved to playing cards while waiting for me.

WBTB 3:30AM, ~1hr + MILD -> No visible effect, just some ND which I forgot anyway

LD - Highway skate, Forest, Underground Cathedral, climb building, the sick one
WILD, 6:30AM, ~1hr
I start by taking a walk with C, a friend, nothing special happens, foggy part.
I am skating on a jammed highway. I zip through cars and trucks (remember very well a big, white truck)
I stop on the side, there is a forest, I walk though it. I touch trees and rub hands to stabilize dream, which kinda works.

After some more walking, I encounter a low fence, ~2m long, surrounding a light grey, spikey structure.
I am able to move the fence aside, but see no immediate way to interact with the structure.
Then, I just grab it from the bottom on one side and flip it open, like a trapdoor, revealing a dark stairway.
Needless to say, I descend it. I summon flames on my left hand to light the environment, but it mostly remains dark.
At the bottom of the stairway, I find myself in a enormous space, with many pillars reaching upwards.
I shoot some fireballs to some close pillars, to have a light area around.
It's dark and I cannot see the top of those pillars. I shoot a fireball amoing the pillars, and see it become smaller and smaller until it disappears. This place it's so big it seems having no top at all...
My body quickly shivers at this grandiosity.
Unfortunately the dream quickly loses stability. I see a glimpse of an altar with candles on top - I sense it was going to be the Demons Lord's house - but dream fades and focus returns to my body.

I still think I can keep myself inside an LD. I surrender myself to whatever will appear next.

I am outside of an entrance to a building. I see a small lawn with a white carton among the grass. As soon as I focus on it, I lose it.
<JUMP>
I am in front of a wooden entrance to what seems a Japanese temple ?
<JUMP>
I am in a small road, there is a group of 5-6 people chatting, one just joins them. I walk around them, the road looks Eastern too, only people, no vehicles.
<JUMP>
I am in the back seat of a futuristic car, someone's driving. Many tall / glass building around us.
On the road, I notice the back of a tall and very slender girl with fuxia sport clothes and a ponytail, walking away from us.
The car stops close to an alley. There is some trash. I use my hands and feet to climb the brick building next to me. I reach a "terrace". I jump out to reach a small metal chimney, which for some reason looks extremely vivid.
Then I jump back to the wall, climbing it Spider-man style again to the top.
<JUMP>
There is a sick man laying down in front of me. He's wearing some heavy / mountain clothes. I look at his head, it's resting on one side, I don't recognize his face. I remove some of his clothes, looking for wounds, but I find none. I pass my hand close to his face, bringing him a white light, which should most likely heal him.

Wake up at 7:20AM (alarm is 7:30)

I have to search for certain artifacts in a fantasy world. Eventually I have to get an artifact by going through a giant spider web guarded by a white spider. I run away from it so much that the dream loses its plot and turns in to a dream about getting on trams and trains.