non-lucid

Morning of July 6, 2016. Wednesday.



I am back in the Loomis Street house as it was in the late 1980s. However, I am with my wife Zsuzsanna (who has never been to America) though we may be implied to be younger. Curiously, this is yet another new variation in layout of the Loomis Street house. The house itself and the room layout is the same - yet the furniture between the living room and dining room (mainly the two armchairs) are turned around and facing west into the dining room instead of east into the room where the television would otherwise be. This distortion does not trigger any consideration or contemplation of the overall setting.

Zsuzsanna and I are being intimate on the floor in the living room. There is an unknown male of about thirty or more seated in the armchair at the south end of the room division. He soon becomes annoyed by our sensual antics on the floor though also seems to be directing anger against himself, calling himself by an unusual insult (seemingly related to how he is seen by government) though I cannot remember the term. I think it is something associated with being a box or container for the extraneous thoughts of the elite. He seems very frustrated at his role of being an erudite adviser, it seems, that is, possibly being the most intelligent person in the region yet being appreciated the least.

I feel that Zsuzsanna and I are imposing upon him (and there are others in the area though I do not directly see them) and I soon pull a sheet up around Zsuzsanna’s bare back and bottom as we then sit in informal cross-legged positions for the most part after we get up from rolling around on the floor. As I face him from a diagonal orientation, Zsuzsanna is closer in the same diagonal line with her back to him) I do not pick up on the fact that it is possibly the other male who should not be present. Still, it seems probable that Zsuzsanna and I should go back to the small bedroom at the front of the house. (What is rather curious, is that none of the actual people, including my sister and her husband and two of my brothers and even my mother who had lived in the house come to mind at all during my dream.)

Instead, the dynamics of the scenario change. He drops or puts worksheets onto the floor right next to the bed sheet that covers most of Zsuzsanna’s lower body. I start to consider what grade they are for and I am ready to say something on their merit and grade level as I look at the top A4 sheet closely. The task seems to relate to some form of algebra or calculus. For a short time, I am puzzled over their nature. I had been ready to say they were fourth grade level but almost consider they are related to an adult business form. On the sheet there is mainly only one table with only about three or four visible unsolved equations (in rows in the middle spaces of the table) that are possibly part of a series for a function (with two or more variables implied, possibly x and y coordinates). There is also a small state standards graphic (American) on the upper left (though I cannot discern it clearly).

Soon, a mysterious unknown dark-haired female appears fairly close to us. She seems to be Persian so is likely another version of Zsuzsanna but I do not consider this in my dream. She starts chanting and moving rhythmically in a formal cross-legged meditation position. She is shaking rattles (one in each hand). I find this quite unusual and am not sure if I am comfortable with this unknown ritual, which seems to oddly relate to the mathematics worksheets.

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Now I am starting to wonder. Would a sheet of paper be considered a secondary (indirect) dream sign? After all, there is the obvious play on “sheet” (and of course ghosts in sheets are an obvious play on the dreamer being in the dream state). As dreams are mainly concurrent metaphors for the sleeping, dreaming, and waking transitions (which is obvious to anyone who has bothered to actually study them for any number of years), this seems a strong possibility. In fact, there is likely an obvious association from my youth from having written out so many dreams on sheets of notebook paper, which were often of various pastel colors - the color sometimes matching my actual bed sheets in Cubitis, which pleased me. This may not be one hundred percent, but after having a close look at other dreams with sheets of paper, there does seem to be a metaphorical dream sign connection. This honest breakthrough may mean a lot of augmented additions (no actual changes to content or original impressions or patterns; just additional notes) to my vast collection of dream work over the last fifty years. This of course would only be relevant when the “sheet” analogy is more direct. For example, just the appearance of a scrap of paper or paper in other forms is not necessarily a dream sign as such.

In this case, a facet of the last scene would imply a desire to use critical thinking skills in the dream state even though that is not really feasible. For example, a “worksheet” with a need for mathematical skills is not directly compatible with a bed sheet.

Even more evidence on this reasoning stems from the sensual mysterious ritual that seems related to the viability of the worksheets. That would make more sense in bed sheets being associated with a sensual act. Also note that the worksheets seem to become more adult upon looking at them more closely - also having relevance to an adult sensual act. Looks like I made yet another breakthrough on the concurrent symbols and metaphors of dreams - yet more important evidence they are primarily native to the dream state rather than having mundane “interpretations” (which I never thought they did anyway, even as a child). Worksheets are also educational just as learning and validating this viable connection and meaningful association was educational. How intriguing.

5/7/16
Dream 1: I was in a sort of futuristic science centre in a huge tower. We came under attack from aliens and everybody ran around screaming trying to hide. I ran around for a while then tried to hide in a room full of beds but an alien found me.

Dream 2: I was in China, initially trying to get a job at a library then I tried at McDonalds.

Dream 3: All public transport stopped working, so trains an trams were being stolen and driven around the streets by random people. It was very dangerous and I almost got hit by a train going down the middle of a main street. I rescued a school group and took them to a Ceres like garden.

Dream 4: I found a house in a park in the city with an amazing view. I hung over the roof to see the view, the skyscrapers of the city on top of a cliff with a river and park before hand, and heard two women in the café below discussing how great the view was. I then fell down onto the balcony and ran away. I then travelled to a prison nearby and tried to bust out a supposedly innocent woman, however when we got her out she turned out to be evil and held one of us hostage.

4/7/16
Dream 1: I was playing an RPG MMO with my younger brother to try and get him engaged in something. He finally starting using a protective ball spell and we started getting stuff down. I spent a while on top of a vantage point looking around the map at night, seeing a huge lake in the middle surrounded by docks and a city at one end and mountains at the other.

Fragment: I was part of an infomercial.

Fragment: A woman was singing.

3/7/16
Fragment: I was playing some sort of game.

Dream 1: I was introducing afl to some people at a game in the stadium.

Dream 2: My dad and stepmum split, he takes his stuff, packing boxes of books and stuff for moving.

Dream 3: I was in a class in high school, working on a timeline of some kind, when Jamie sat next to me. We worked together and started chatting, then walked off together to hang out.

2/7/16
Fragment: I was at a school play of some kind.

Dream 1: I was at my uncle and cousin's house, we were discussing the merits of the word retard. My other cousin was being a stereotypical SJW contrarian :p.

1/7/16
Dream 1: I was playing Dota and the enemy teams' sand king and enigma caught us out with their ults. I was playing juggernaut however and ended up beating them. There was also a Tiny I think.

Fragment: I was in a factory of some kind.

Dream 2: I saved a unicorn of some kind and then it taught me some magic as thanks.

Dream 3: My brother and I were having a simultaneous wedding to Dora and Elsa. It was at some semblance of my cousins house and there was a big party afterwards. My cousin talked about the evils of brushing teeth or something and I gave a big speech.

30/6/16
Dream 1: I was taking a maths test at uni and there was a trick question. I pointed it out to the teacher and after a while he relented and we had a bit of a giggle about he had tried to trick everyone.

Dream 2: I was in a car where alestorm was playing over the radio. An Asian guy was explaining something and then sparks shot against my window and almost shocked me.

Dream 3: I was fighting against some giant global dictatorship, part of some sort of rebel group. I fly in a plane with about 10 other rebels towards the capital, narrowly avoiding being detected. When we arrived there we had lost a couple of men but we still tried to execute the plan. A few guys sacrificed themselves to distract the officials while I freed some of the Olympian gods. I got them into my plane but discovered I was now being chased. We managed to get flying and just escape, travelling through a portal just before we were attacked. I dropped off the gods in a mount Olympus like place and the flew back to rescue my friends. I managed to infiltrate the prison and pretended to work there to free my friends, but I think one of the guards suspected me of being who I was.

29/6/16
Dream 1: I was at a university open day having a tour.

Dream 2: I was in a sort of maze challenge where my dad was nearby watching me.

Dream 3: I was involved in a running race near my grandpa's house. There was a small oval track in a little park near his house and I arrived early to limber up and get ready, dressed in blue running gear.

Dream 4: I was eating noodles with a special kind of soy sauce, then I went outside to join a bunch of random people doing leg exercises.

Dream 5: There was a huge wrestling event with people singing songs and f16 jets flying overhead. I was part of a match against an evil guy with tentacles who floated with Miranda Kerr and another woman either side.

I was in a living room with my older and younger sister. We were copying music files from a cd and listening to them on sister's laptop. We were quite curious about this music. Then we went with rest of the family to our fields to do something. It was a cold, overcast day. When we have finished, we went back to house. Later that night I turned on the tv and on all stations there was an interview with porn actress about the industry and if she actually likes that job. She had long, pale brown curly hair and was slim. She was wearing a red dress. I decided to check a movie with her, turned on my laptop and started searching, but when I actually found a movie I was looking for, I heard sister coming and turned it down. I checked the clock - it was 2:30 am. I decided to quickly grab some clothes and take a shower. I went through kitchen and noticed people talking with parents, there was my brother who told us about haunted building in our town.

Next day we took car and with brother drove to check that haunted building. It was a ruined, two storey building. It's front wall completely gone. We left the car and talked about rumors of this building being haunted. I leaned to the left and behind a pillar saw a man in suit, a completely black shade. I leaned a few times and saw the shade in an office, then looking through a window. I told them about that change when leaning in and out, then leaned again and saw the ghost leaning out to see me. This scared me and I told them about that. Brother only said "They're not bandits out other criminals. They're ghosts, and they know you can't do anything to them."

I had to call an ambulance - there was a reason I had to get to hospital, something to do with a child but I can't remember exactly why - I was told to pretend that I had pericarditis. I phoned for the ambulance service and felt very guilty lying saying I had chest pain and tried to explain that it wasn't really that bad.
I was in a hall with other people waiting for ambulances. There was an old woman who was obviously in charge of the area. She asked us how we would go about talking to someone to make them calmer, we didn't take it seriously. An ambulance crew turned up and I asked them if they were going London way, they didn't hear me and walked off too fast for me to catch them. I gave up at that point and walked out.

Then I was outside high up trying to climb onto a crane. I remembered watching a film about people who climbed cranes and they weren't afraid but I was petrified and climbed out onto the main frame. Someone told me that it wasn't safe and there was a structual fault witht the crane. Then I was back inside and a woman walked past with her family. She was a crane driver, I was explaining that it was actually a similation of driving a crane, she told me about the compensation she got for different illnesses.

I was lying in a field a man walked over with 2 young dogs that were playing boisterously with each other. I called one over and it lay beside me.

I remembered this dream when I woke up at 3 am for my shift, but didn't write it down. Later, I couldn't remember what it was about, until now at 7 pm someone on TV mentioned Istanbul.

I just moved into an apartment complex near the bridge in Istanbul. I think it was that huge bridge over Bosporus connecting European part of Istanbul with Asian part. I was thinking about this bridge and the cityl just last few days. How much I liked Istanbul and how much fun it would have been to walk across that bridge on foot, like I did with Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco.

I started walking from my apartment on a sidewalk, with buildings on my left, and some concrete channel, or freeway on my right. There were some huge channels coming out of the buildings. Like end of a gutter, or place where water runs through. Water was very low, it barely made the ground wet, but moss was growing there and I was worried if I slip or get my shoes wet. And thinking what is the purpose of those channels, intercepting the sidewalk. They were so out of place.

I came to the beginning of the bridge and I realized I have walked too far. Somehow I missed the turnoff I was supposed to make. I see a map on the wall but I can't really make sense of it. I'm thinking that's ok, I'll just walk up the stairs to a tourist center and buy a map of the place. Then I realized I don't have any money on me, maybe just enough for a bus ride home. So I was gonna borrow some money from my aunt Julie who strangely worked there.

I have one more dream, but sadly nothing on TV today jogged my memory, haha.

I just had a emergen-C drink with 3 mgs of melatonin. I already took it once before bed time and I remember sleeping well but no recall.

Used the WBTB method & had many non lucid dreams & one that was really starting to be lucid but they were too intricate to write & remember with my pain level being so high & my notes look like a drunk person wrote them. What I thought was a zit in my nose is actually an ingrown hair so now not only do I have pain I have a hole in the inside of my nose from it draining. I slept all day just to wake up repeatedly to take meds. Making myself eat but all I really want to do is go back to sleep. I'm frustrated.




Non-Lucid-Green
Lucid-Red
Side Notes-Purple
Astral Projection/AP-Brown

This was a night of vivid imagery. It all began with some massive scale contest between the north and south ends of a canyon. The people at either end were fed up with each other and began a war. I was fighting for them in some regard but soon lost interest. At night, I met Marina, although she seemed to have switched bodies from the neck down with Nicole. It was strange seeing her after so many years, we talked a bit but I soon left. At some point I woke up and went back to bed, this time dreaming of a different world. I realized that all night I would search for the blonde from my scripts in my dreams, and never find her. I would see her around a corner, never to catch her. Eventually I became a giant, like in Attack on Titan. I turned, and sprinted up into a massive castle, looking for something vital. I found instead a sleeping giant. I screamed, giving him a moment to react before completely destroying him. The templars came for me quickly, sensing I was in their 200 story cathedral. One woman was sympathetic to me, and I allowed her to watch me, before I jumped from a window and fell to the ground. I woke up.

In my final dream, I was in a strange small town. My brother and father had gone to this tiny area of it that was down a cliff. Usually there was a large wooden ramp taking people down but they destroyed it by joyriding it. I was so upset with them, but eventually found my way down in some sort of vehicle. Down there we saw something amazing. There was a fleet of jets flying by, and in there were some that had no tails, just glowing back ends. Suddenly the planes switched direction right at us, and among them were blimps, flying at the speed of sound. It was incredible to see something so large, so close, travelling so fast. I did not reality check on them though as I was too enthralled.

At the end of that dream tom came down to the pier. It was Canada day, and Harpers Birthday, and Toms. Tom and I were hanging when suddenly he was talking about his older brother. Obviously there isn't one but he started crying since his older brother was dead. I guess that represented his dad.

I stayed with him for a while, and then he went away. The last thing that happened was my watching my brother graduate. Why do I have so many dreams about graduation? I really thought I never cared about graduating anything, maybe this is because I wasn't there for my uni grad.

D1 - I having been persuaded or decided that it is my responsibility, I am standing outside a hall for group functions and parties etc.
It is dark and looks like it might rain, I am standing wearing a t-shirt and nothing else. In my hand is a tray, with a large cake on that has been sliced, I am to offer this to people as they pass by.
I then realise that information on next years positions has been posted inside and go to enter. There is suddenly a melee of hundreds of people all coming out at the same time. I am again swimming against the current and making no progress. I have been told I have been given a position I want least.

D2 - In a classroom with very large students, secondary? They are all sitting on high stools at narrow bar like tables. This excentuates how short I am in comparision. They are a tough class I can feel and I am apprehensive of how things will go. At this point their teacher turns up, they are annoyed as though I have spoiled their game.
The teacher is a short haired, blond lady with glasses. She beckons her teacher's pet to come over to her, he towers over her so she askes him to kneel, bringing him to her height LOL they take their roles and act out the usual smiley niceties.

D3 - In a dark room, with a large furnace like machine, two very odd chemists are making booze. There are loads of small fuzzy creatures, like coconuts with eyes. The chemists are also strange creatures but much larger. They compiserate with me, drinking heavily.

I saw a film called dead something . It was at am arcade inside of the games with a two person shooter inside a little room. The film was about two groups who teamed up to fight the enemy but after the enemy was defeated the groups fought themselves. I remember explaining this to damien. There were these to chicks trying to kill me and in the end i stabbed on of them and shot the other. They turned into skeletons really fast.

Almost had a wild but got too excited when the sensation stsrtd coming