non-lucid

My step-father was driving me to some new apartment I was moving into. They were called the ‘Stardust Apartments,’ or ‘Star[something] Apartments.’ I asked where mom was and he said she had left. He said it in a nonchalant way, like maybe she had moved out a while ago, or that she was just living somewhere else temporarily. The sun was setting and it felt like we were in a desert town.

I was with my mother and her grandmother. My mother had used the cord specifically that went to my flat iron. It seems I had some kind of hair iron that had a detachable cord. I asked her where is was and we couldn’t find it. I was irritated with her. I said something sassy and my grandmother told me not to talk to my mother that way.

Thoughts:
Wondering more: Why do I always seem to dream about my mother? Why do I often seem to be moving, or returning to an apartment?

07.07.2016

(Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream might have been right after the FA from the past dream, because the WILD grogginess is there at the beginning.

I am walking through my high school. It's been years since I last came here. I feel really tired and just wanna make it to my car. Someone stops me on the hallway and asks if I have permission to be here. A distinctive, familiar voice from behind me says "Emilio is fine, I invited him as a guest speaker", it is Mr. Dawood, god that man doesn't age. He grins at me and it makes me feel like I am Harry Potter and Dumbledore is getting me out of trouble. I speak with him shortly, then continue on to the parking lot. I get to my car, and a van in front of me is backing up and hits a girl (lightly). The girl starts crying, out of fear, I guess. Her and her friends go ape-shit-crazy on the van tearing anything and everything they can get their hands on. The driver, a 40 something y/o mom gets out crying and apologises. I drive off.

I am at the club, for some reason my mom is there. I think it was a restaurant during the day and she was just paying her bill. I want to order an smirnoff (wtf, shoulda been my cue that it's a dream. I'm more of a Scotch and beer kinda guy) but can't recall the name. The bartender, a gay asian guy, helps me remember the drink's name, Smirnoff, and hands me one. I see Ariana walking around so I go and talk to her. I am telling her about the San Diego trip and how much she missed, as she was originally gonna come too. We are catching up, then Frani (her ex-best friend, with whom I had a summer fling 4 summers back) comes and says hi to me with a hug and a kiss on the cheek, but completely ignores Ariana, then leaves. Ariana rolls her eyes and we keep talking. Dani is also here and we get into a competition of 1-legged squats.

We hear screams and explosions everywhere and suddenly I am in a Zombie Apocalypse/game. There are Tanks everywhere and they are just ripping people apart. I am outside and there's a lot of buildings nearby, but it will be hard to go into one as I am surrounded. One of the Tanks stomps the ground and people fall out of the apartments and they are no longer safe. I see a Tank grabbing a person, tossing them towards a Witch, and the Witch slicing them in half with a Scythe, spilling blood everywhere.

I decide to make a run for it and head to a building. I dodge a Tank by sliding between his legs, and then dodge 3 regular zombies. I get to the gates and the security guard opens it for me, then slams it shut behind me. I run up the stairs and find an open apartment. I go in, there's a guy about my age. We talk about how it seems this is it, this is the end. The Tanks start stomping and everything starts shaking. I see people through the window falling to the street, but we're safe.

We hear alarms and a voice saying it is over, we have defeated the horde. I ask the guy what his name is, it's Andres too. I grab a notebook that he has on his table and start going through it. It's a Dream Journal; he prints out his dreams and sometimes draws them. I think it's neat. I ask him how long he's been into lucid dreaming and he says he gave up a while ago. I explain to him I had quit but I was getting back into it and had 3 in week and a half. He seems amazed. I grab his number and we plan to go clubbing the next day.

I am getting ready to go clubbing, my hair is super long, I can't believe it's grown so much since I shaved it a month ago. I am with Diego and Jesus. We take a cab and then wait for the Party Bus. Andres (whom I met yesterday) arrives and I introduce him to my friends, then Andres Nuñez arrives and says hi to everyone. We get in the Party Bus and realize there's 3 Andres's, and the other two look a lot alike. Andres N. as per usualy makes everyone laugh with silly jokes.

Nothin

Dreamt invot drafted to iraq. Was in a huge stadium with obama giving a speech. Was at a funral. Hit on a girl at peetes coffe

I am at work talking to someone I am I do not know at my manager office. He leaves and I go check at the beo to see what needs to be done for tommorow. As I am doing so, I am interrupted by my mother who then walks pass me. I'm wondering why she is here intill the person who runs the human resources showed up and ask me how is my head doing. Before I can respond entirely I see she is trying to lift one of the 6ft classroom tables. So I offer to help lift it to her office. It felt way lighter than it should be I thought, but I decided to just go with it. I then enter her office to see my brother and father both sitting down. I attempt to place the table down but the table legs that are meant to hold it were bent for some odd reason. I told the captain human resources that I will come back with a better table. I walk out and notice all the tables were distorted or just plain broken. I lose track of my thoughts and just left the building walking outside on the side walk for a minute or two. Thinking about nothing at all in till it hit me. I felt like I should be doing something but didn't knew what it was. I stood there for a long good second and it hit me. I was suppose to be getting tables , the urge to get a table was too strong to the point where I woke up. But it was truly a false awakening. I look around and got out of my bed. I enter in my bathroom and notice my mirror is reflecting differently then it normally would. I look at my hands and did a nose RC. I knew I am dreaming but lost lucidity fairly quickly .

I drove to school and parked my car inside the cloakroom. I left it then went to my locker. The room have changed greatly since last year and I had to look for my locker. I managed to finally find it and wanted to hide my stuff, but I decided to take most of it to home. Then I left the cloakroom in search of my class main teacher. First I looked into the conference hall, but I decided to leave and met a chemistry teacher. I told her what I'm looking for and she wanted me to tell her where to find main teacher. I went upstairs, it was really dark there but someone turned on a flashlight. I said hi to other students of my class and then we entered the classroom. We received a subject plan for this semester. I was curios about the "something's wrong" subject, but didn't asked about it. Teacher checked presence list, starting from me, then reading many Spanish names and ending with proper list.

In a hotel. I was looking for my room it was number 266, but I couldn't find it. I asked to use a phone outside someone else's room they said I couldn't so I was searching for another phone.
The I was outside on the street with a group of people. I didn't know any of them, but was trying to be sociable, I remember thinking 'this is how people tend to behave' - or maybe someone said that to me. Then I was picked up by someone and given a piggy-back and taken to the other side of the street, I was watching it as if I was a third party not myself. There was an old cinema behind us, something about an old man who used to live there and we went to look for him.
Then there was an invasion of killer red ants - millions of then swarming around killing people. We were running from them. I escaped by jumping around on rooftops, I remember very clearly watching my feet jumping down ledges and guiding some other people behind me. I needed to escape the town so flew over some cars and found one with keys in, it was pink and very high tech. I stole it and drove off.

I woke after another dream and remembered it at the time, but now it's gone.

First Dream
Not much to this one. I was with a group of people at a pool. We were throwing these strange foam objects into the water, but I can't remember why. I remember checking a Doppler radar on my phone and saw a storm approaching. It also picked up on sea monsters lurking beneath the pool. A person approached me to discuss something, though I woke up before they could.

A group of friends and strangers (including me) are walking in a river. It sounds weird but it's easily explained by the fact that we're making our way stepping in branches, dead trees, trying not to touch the almost frozen stream. The branches and pieces of wood are broken and full of snow and it's hard not to fall. We walk a lot forward but then decide to turn back. I'm very skilled and confident and I don't slip at all but most people are falling to the freezing water.

Fragment upon waking: 3 groups. 3 circles. The letters 'NC.' Guys being chosen for something, maybe to fight.

I watched an older man, with shoulder length white hair and wearing a fedora, ride off on a sort of monorail. It looked like he was sitting on a bike that he didn’t have to pedal. He went off into a field. No trees. He was going to get off in the middle of a field and start a job. The sun was setting and my vantage point was from the ground. There were wild flowers.

I was starting job. I walked from the parking lot of a giant home supplies-type-store and inside me and two other females walked up to a cash register to check in. We were told to buy restroom passes. I also bought some cinnamon gum and some taffy candy. One of the girls behind the register suggested I buy a parking pass as well, so I did. She said it was lavender scented and I said that was great. A man next to me kept dropping change, he was with us. He looked like my old art prof.

There were 2 people from an old job I had in my department at this new job. One was my new manager, I liked her. It was time for us to order food, and she gave me her order to put in. When I picked it up at another area in the giant warehouse/store, it was one small bowl of cereal, and one large bowl of cereal. I realized I had made a mistake, and took it to her and told her I would order what she wanted and I would pay for it. She wanted one small bowl of cereal and a vegetable quiche with no onions. I went to a phone and began telling the person on the other line the order when I noticed there was an echo. I saw a woman in my department just about five feet from me answering my call and putting the order in a computer. This seemed inefficient, so I walked over to her to fish the order. Then I sat down, and I was holding a folded pair of khaki slacks. As I moved there was a message I was listening to, about how someone couldn’t wait to see me. The girl overheard, and she made a cute ‘aww’ noise. She asked who it was from. I said a boy I went to school with, someone Ive known since I was 10, and I really don’t know very well at all. I added if I lived near him I probably wouldn’t be that interested in him. I told them how when were were kids, I was a cheerleader and he was a football player. I told them that later I went through a weird phase though, and that we should all have to go through a weird phase. Get fat, wear glasses, stuff like that. It builds character. We all laughed.
I ordered my food finally— a veggie burger with chips. I was told that if I wanted to get chips that I needed to adopt a baby. I said ok. A few minutes later I wondered if I should have consulted my husband first, and wondered if I could change my mind but still get my food.
I went to get burger, they handed me a cooked patty, no bun, condiments or plate. I looked around for chips, couldn’t find them.

Thoughts:
I find it strange how often I dream of exes from my childhood to semi-recent past. I don’t understand why…the guy fro this dream I haven’t thought of in years. In waking life he was my first kiss, and it was terrible for me. I was twelve years old and I wasn’t mature enough, nor interested in him at all when this happened, and I had committed to going to an upcoming dance with him as well. I went to the dance, had a horrible time. In retrospect I was just too young and not really ready to have a boyfriend. I liked boys, but as soon as they showed interest in me I felt disgusted by them. I don’t think that ended until I was around 17. The new job aspect of this dream: I am looking for part time work, but not of this nature. Maybe part of me fears getting a job I will not like or that I will make mistakes at a new job.

This is by far my favourite type of dream. It began with myself and a troupe of men returning from WWI (including tom), although I cannot remember the battlefield. Leaving our posts, we arrived back home at a camp on the top of a mountain. The place was not very large, about 50 feet across, and was beautifully round, with sparse trees for shade. The ground was covered in soft pine needles and the view down the mountain was outrageously beautiful.

What happened next though was amazing, and is the best part of my brain. I found videogames in one of the small round huts in the oasis. The first game I opened was completely from my imagination and it was simply beautiful. It took place in the same setting as my 'reality' yet was much more simplistic. The art style was lower poly than my own world and coloured in beautiful pastel. The game seemed to have no clear end goal although I knew a journey of epic proportions was ahead of me. I set out to find myself a group of companions. There seemed to be few that were intelligent, but I gained many mooks on my way who would defend me with swords and such. At one point I found two twin rabbit men, who had pistols. Yet as soon as we stopped to rest, a monolithic mother-beast made of vines and stone tore the mountain apart we were on and killed the rabbits, leaving me with nothing.

At this point I left the game and returned to the oasis. We encountered a bunch of new recruits who had stayed here while we were at war, and they were just leaving to go to WWII. I happily volunteered, just so they wouldn't bother trying to recruit me and would forget. They were mostly children, and were led by some very zen dude who reminded me of a kindergarten teacher in the way he spoke and moved.

Eventually I tried many times to re enter the game, but every time the monster would destroy my friends. I gave up. Then I awoke.

Dream Signs
Tom
Incredible views
Impossible Physics
Fantastical worlds

I haven't been posting DJs to DV a lot lately, but I found this one interesting.

I remember at the dawn of a nuclear war, the governments of the world built three very large bunkers. They said there might be one in China, one in Ukraine and one in Germany, but there were only two so one of those places DIDN'T have one.

The bunkers were built to look like spaceships. They had three big ring sections and a central axis, and were dark gray in color. I remember they were talking for quite awhile how the bunkers didn't start buried, but they used sonic pulses to break apart the rocks into quicksand and sink into it. They supposedly also had wheels that were gears with teeth and the sonic pulses would carve the rocks in such a way that the gear teeth would mesh with the rocks.

In one of the bunkers was a female scientist who was obsessed with improving humanity so that the catastrophe that happened above ground. (It was never specified what the catastrophe was) A portion of the bunkers population were prisoners that had caused the catastrophe and fled the bunker. They had been rounded up by the non-catastrophie causers and put in prison. The female scientist decided to use these people as test subjects, willing or not.

I remember she would lobotomize the prisoners and place their brains into robot bodies, then put them back into the prison. She continued to study them and noticed that even though they were robots with no need for food, water or sleep, they continued to have problems. She then realized that the root of the problem was the human mind and she needed to create something without a human mind in order to truly improve on humanity.

She made a plan to create an improved human mind through genetic engineering. The next thing I remember was her killing a prisoner and extracted a small amount of fluid from his brainstem. She put it into a petri dish and poured this chemical onto it. In a grotesque but interesting manner, a blob of bluish-green goo grew from the dish and spread around the room. Human brain formed inside (only it was about twice as big as a regular human brain. It had numerous eyeballs on different colored stems all around it with.

I thought the experiment had failed but in reality it had succeeded. The being rose up before its creator.

The scientist had a plant to ask the creature questions, but the creature was able to answer every question before she could even ask it. It turned out the creature had telepathy.

"What was the 10th's fact on the first video of the third season of the youtube channel's 'obscure facts' video?" The scientist asked.

"Trick question. There were only 9 facts displayed on that video, because it was 9 facts about odd numbers." The brain blob replied. "I know that because I can read your mind."

The scientist then asked the blob if it was planning on destroying humanity. The blob said that it was created with the directive of being a perfect life form, and it interpreted being a perfect life form as not terrifying or destroying those below it in any manner, so it would not. When it was unveiled to the other scientists, they were skeptical that the being wouldn't try to destroy them, but it assured them that it meant them no harm and began helping them with their research.

...

I remember someone had tried to harm the brain in a blob creature and it had been reduced to a weakened state. It tasked me and my twin sister (I do not have a twin sister in real life) with transporting it to a safe location. We were in the park near my subdivision only the buildings and trail were overgrown with trees and had collapsed into disrepair. I don't remember much outside of this other than the fact that the creature was in a soup can with a radiation symbol on the side of it.

I think we were on a mission to restore a solar power plant that would help with rebuilding civilization.

I don't know. I just think it was interesting that the brain blob being was actually nice and helpful.

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I was driving a school bus from the high school to my neighborhood. I remember there was this big lake and bridge where the middle of my town was and there were a lot of people on it. Someone said to me that driving a school bus without a license was a federal offense, and I saw some police coming. I said it didn't matter because I was dreaming and I woke up.

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I had a summer job pouring concrete to help build a new airport terminal. In the evening when the construction site was closed down, I brought S and my mom to show them the incomplete building and explained to them some things about how it was going to be laid out. I remember there was some significance to the fact that I was going to use the money I made from this summer job to take an airplane trip.

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Something to do with being in a synthetic/robotic body. May have been related to the first dream.

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.