Non-Lucid Dreams
Bed: ~23.15 (had to hunt a mosquito first) Wake up: ~08.30 (cause I was awake for a large part of the night, until I managed to off the mosquito at 4am) Now: 09.05 I'm working in the cinema where I used to work as a teenager. The lay out of the building is the way it was before it was remodelled. I'm standing behind the counter. It's quite busy and it's disorganised. On our side, there is popcorn all over the floor. I attempt to clean up a few times, using a broom. The 2(?) times when I'm holding a broom, the dream is more detailed, as I'm really paying attention to the broom.
I know I had 3 dreams for sure but Meesha Cat just kept sitting on my head & all that kind of stuff. My son is home from college & I think she feels her rhythm is kind of off. My son stays up all night gaming & she likes to hunt bunnies at night. She's okay with him being here this time but it's just thrown her off. The last time he was here for spring break we had just gotten her & she was marking her territory & even him while he was sleeping which of course was sooooo funny! But anyway, none of my dreams were lucid but I did have 3 for sure... Hubby started his 3 day vacation today at 4 so maybe I'll just chill & take whatever comes my way this weekend.
I am playing baseball with a bunch of people I know and some I don't know. Among those I know is my boyfriend's older friend P, and a guy I work with E, along with friends from high school and college like EG. It's my turn to bat, and I walk over to the plate. Everyone starts joking around. E says he's gotta step back because I might hit him with the ball, and P says he's going to step closer to throw the ball so I can hit it easier. EG steps closer saying that if I do manage to hit the ball it's not going to go far. I joke back telling them I'm the best they'll ever see and there's no need to step back, I'll blast it too far for anyone to catch anyways. P surprised me by throwing the ball in mid joke, so of course I don't even swing at it and E isn't expecting it either so he doesn't catch it. The ball flies past E, bounces on the ground, and then rolls down a hill into some woods. we go to get the ball, and stop at the top of the hill. It's super steep, and at the bottom are three figures laying in the grass. We can't tell if they are mannequins or dead women and everyone gets quiet for a bit. Some girl who I don't know in real life gets brave and scampers down the hill to touch one of the thing's hands. she runs back up the hill and reports that it felt like some sort of gel so it must be a mannequin. Everyone else buys this, shrugs, and goes inside. I notice one of the women moan and move slightly and know they must be dead bodies, but one is still alive! I run inside the house to tell everyone, and someone suggests I call 911. I try to call from inside the house, but all those people make it too loud. I step outside onto the front porch to make the call where it is quieter. A guy with shoulder length dark hair and kind of an emo cut is on his way up the porch steps as I walk out though. I recognize him as my older brother's best friend (I don't have an older brother lol) and say hey to him. He says hey back, and then I notice his hoodie. The hoodie reminds me that I had given my older brother the money for a hoodie, but he had told me it was going to cost me $50 less than I thought it would. I realize int he dream that his best friend had given him money to help me pay for the hoodie because we played the game the hoodie had the logo for online together.I think the hoodie said battlefield in red hollowed block letters with splatters of red all around it on the back. I tell him I know he helped me pay for my hoodie, and that I really appreciate it. I give him a platonic hug, and then ask him if we can play the game after I call 911. He seems pretty happy about that and goes inside. My big brother is outside walking my dogs so I wave to him as well and them start trying to call 911. I can't get my phone to work right though. At first it tries to open the internet browser, then it tries to call 611 instead of 911. After several attempts the call finally goes through. When the dispatcher guy answers the phone, I have a hard time understanding him. I ask him to repeat that please, and then I notice a ten year old girl walk out of the house. She's black so I think she might be E's daughter. Then I notice a dude with an Afro and solid white eyes walking up the hill that the bodies are at the bottom of carrying a chair. I run over to the girl and tell her to go back inside. She worries that I might be hurt outside, and I tell her not to worry that my brother and his buddy will have my back if there's trouble. Then I tell the dispatcher that we have another situation starting. The guy with whited out eyes sets the chair down and runs off back down the hill, but another guy comes up the hill to pick the chair back up and walk up the street with it. A blonde chic runs out of the house screaming that the guy with the chair is stealing her clothes. When I turn and look back the chair has turned into a flowery green crochet tank top. I run after him and tackle him to the ground. My older brother and his dark haired friend come rushing out of the house to help hold the guy down. The blonde chic pulls a giant rolled up carpet out of no where and rolls it out and around the fence corner. It's a timeline of her relationship with her current boyfriend complete with pictures and dates of what she deems important events. I wake up. *Side note, pretty sure the dark haired friend was a musician (or maybe a fan running that musician's facebook fan page, I honestly don't know who's picture was on the page lol) that I had looked up yesterday hoping to find more than the handful of songs I knew by him? Her? I thought about that when one of those songs cam eon my MP3 player and I remembered I felt the same comfortable and familiar vibes from that dc that I do when I listen to those songs.
Updated 06-24-2016 at 01:08 AM by 53224
I was with a mutated-dream-version of friend and their family. In my dream, their oldest son, who was still a child, had recently passed away. They still had one other young son, and I was talking to him in a mall that we were all shopping in for a new bed for the little boy. He asked me if the bed was going to be for [dead son]. I felt sad and confused on how to answer this. I was working in a restaurant setting and a co-worker told me that I had forgotten to bring a mat over when I brought the flatware. I recalled seeing this blue mat (maybe something that you would lay dishes on to dry?) so I went back to the area I thought it was and grabbed it. I felt a sense of satisfaction because I suspected my co-worker wanted to get me into trouble. dream fragment- Two newborn lion cubs, maybe more. Not in a wild setting. Another human present and we were commenting on the cubs but I don’t remember what we said. Thoughts: This friend of mine and family are in town right now and I probably won’t see them before they leave. The restaurant dream is a common theme for me. The co-worker in the dream was in waking life a girl I went to high school with that I haven’t talked to in many many years. Finally not a dog-centric dream!
Day off today. Bed 10 pm last night - 6:20am. DR1 I'm standing outside of a large, older style house in the woods. Not many leaves on the very tall, skinny trees with lots of long branches. Sun maybe setting because there is not much sun and conditions for taking photographs is not ideal. But I look closer and I realize how beautiful and unique the scenery is. I raise my camera and start taking pics, zooming in a framing trees with skies. It's really beautiful. There are some kids coming closer and one is pausing, thinking I'm taking pics of her. But I just want her to get away from my shot. DR2 I'm in my old bedroom with someone else. There is a bomb in the middle of the room and 2 seasoned police officers from bomb squad are disarming it. They are not worried at all, because it's an old bomb, not complete. They are unscrewing 4 cylinders from the top. I'm wondering why are they turning them clockwise, when unscrewing should be counter-clockwise. I realize that someone who placed them there wanted the officers to actually finish assembling it while they are thinking they are dismantling it, and it's gonna blow. I grab a child that's with me, rush it out to the balcony where we huddle in the corner with blanket over us. Im't trying to shield him with my body. I yell at the officers to get their attention. One comes to the window and I yell at them to stop, the bombm is oxidized and gonna blow. Second guys comes to wndow and I repeat. DR3 I'm driving slowly behind a line of cars. The road is blocked with some kind of construction, or destruction debree. We have to drive up the curb, then over some metal planks that bridge a trench in the asphalt top, that is almost completely filled with very dusty soil. The asphalt is coverd in dust as well, ther are some sand drifts too. I wonder if car will drive through it. I'm hoping the guys directing us will not find out that we are not part of them, as they are the bad guys.
Bedtime: 10:00pm WBTB: 4:00 am Wakeup: 7:00am Dream 1 I'm at my parent's house in my room (thought it looks different than IRL) and there is a bag with some stuff in it, looks like meat patties and potatoes, but when I open it up, there's a bunch of dead bats in it as well. These bats are huge, not just regular small bats. They spill out all over the floor, it's totally repulsive. I think there were some crazy weird beetles, too. I pick up the bats with something other than my hands, I can't remember what I was using, but I didn't want to touch them. I remember their wings were so strange. They were very large and the bones in the wings were as long as drumsticks. When I put them into a new garbage bag, the wings would poke out of the sides. It was a really disturbing image. Now that I'm awake, I feel bad for these little guys, but in the dream I was scared out of my mind. Dream 2 I spent the night in a backyard (not sure who's house it was), in this weird metal spacecraft looking thing. The whole night I was drifting in and out of sleep, and in between sleeps I was listening to the Beatles on an iPod, but they were old songs I've never heard before. Finally, around 5am, I woke up and ran into the house. I think I can remember my mom saying I needed to drive to her house, so I did. WBTB: I didn't attempt to WILD, but I did do a bit of positive thinking and mental prep for a MILD. It worked!! Dream 3 I am in a restaurant, and there's all these really hot guys there. We're all eating together, and then the next thing I know we're all lying down on the table, and it feels like an orgy is happening but everyone has their clothes on. I'm not really participating, but someone is holding my hand. The next thing I remember, I'm standing up and I hold my hands out with my palms facing down and push, which causes me to levitate. I'm not lucid, but I think I must have been sort of semi lucid, because I remember thinking "is this going to work?" and it worked very well. Everyone was staring at me floating there in the middle of the room. Then there is a break in the dream where I can't remember what happened, but the next thing I know, everyone including me are wearing tuxedos and we're running through the mall (this restaurant was in the mall). I'm with this one guy and we're trying to find a place to "be alone" , while everyone else is running for different reasons I think. We find a gymnasium full of guys playing basketball, and I tell the one I'm with that I'm going to use a Jedi mind trick to make them all leave. In my head I'm not sure if it will really work, but we get in there and I snap my fingers. The guys all start to leave but they're giving me dirty looks. I turn to the guy I'm with and all of a sudden he looks completely different. He's like this small mousey kid and he also looks mad at me and runs away. I run back out into the mall and meet up with another one of the guys from the restaurant. I tell him I can levitate, and I try it again but it doesn't work. He says, "Try looking up at the sky when you do it," I try this and it works for a few seconds. Then we reach these glass doors guarded by two guys (who are also in tuxedos), and they say we have to wait 20 minutes before we can go through. I tell one of the guards he needs a haircut. Somehow they get distracted and we run through the doors. The guards start chasing us. I'm with a larger group of people now, and we're running toward these huge marble columns. I know my best option is to slide down them. I reach the columns and look down. It's a 3 story drop, and I say to myself "I can't do this, I can't do this..." I remember thinking I could try to manifest a feather bed at the bottom, but I know I could still get hurt. Then out of nowhere, I become lucid. Like completely full on lucid. I say "I'm dreaming! This is a dream!" I grab onto the marble column and prepare to slide down. I notice how real everything feels. It really was just like waking life. I realize I haven't done a reality check, and sliding down a marble column could be a really dangerous way to figure out if I'm dreaming, but I really felt that it was a dream and I didn't have time to check so I began my descent. There were little decorative holes in the column that I used to quickly scale down, and everyone followed me. Once we reached the bottom I almost punched one of the guards in the face, but since I was dreaming I decided what's the point. I was so excited to be lucid, but everything started to fade to black. I reached out my hands to touch something but it was too late. I was in this black void. I tried to open my eyes but they were like glued shut. So I kept them shut and tried to stay very still. I felt still very connected to the dream world. But nothing was manifesting so I opened them, and I was in my room. I should have done a RC, because this turned out to be a FA, but I wasn't lucid anymore and was just so excited, I remember jumping up and down on my bed and clapping my hands. Then I woke up IRL and tagged it all in my DJ. Dream 4 I was going to the mall with my sister. We pulled up to the front in the car, and there was a car in front of the door, but no one was in it. A little dog was sticking his head out of the driver side window, so I got out and pet his head while I waited. Then the driver, an angry transgendered woman, came out and glared at me. I told her I was sorry for touching her dog and she was really pissed. She dropped her scarf and I picked it up for her, and she was like "yeah..." like it was my fault she dropped it or something. Then she left and I dropped my sister off, then I parked the car. While inside, I saw my high school biology teacher, and we talked for a bit. Then my sister and I went to Sears and had all these coupons. There was a man who was following us and he kept taking our cart every time we'd step away to grab something. I needed new work shoes but couldn't find the ones I was looking for.
Updated 06-23-2016 at 02:18 PM by 34219
I had accident, a car bumped into me and it threw me out of body. I looked on my physical body and it was pretty messed up. Then I looked on my "astral" body and it was shining white and naked. I walked away without any worries or sorrows about it. After some time walking around I went to city hospital. I found my body, after major operation, healing up. I went to find physician to speak with him. I asked him: when I may take my body again? He looked on me and told me: You are naked, you must not show yourself in naked state, it is not proper. I countered: I feel hot and I don't need clothes. Physician then tried to cover me with white doctor coat, but it went right through me and to ground. I'm not physically here... see? I told him. Then physician stood up and showed his fist into wall a few cm deep into it and it started to ring. Like old telephone ring. And I saw that under the mortar there was small push button with bell pictured on. I touched it with my finger and the ring stopped.
I am on a rock in a dark cave. My 5th grade teacher and her son are there on the sides of the rock. My teacher says something about me having a girlfriend, and I just say, "um, I'm gay". She and her son laugh and the dream ends. The next dream, I find myself in a tiny cage in the sky. I bend the bars and escape. I then am in a walled area. I jump up a nearby hill, and there is a tree at the top. I climb to the top and then jump down and land really well. I then find my friends and we run from the village guards.
I'm not exactly sure where I am at first, but after a while I'm on a cruise ship. There are quite a number of people. I'm with.. my mom? Not sure. We're just entering a tight area that will lead us to our seats, a bit similar to an airplane. There's a white guy, a crew member, showing everyone their places. I have a very short chat with him. I'm holding a blanket and then move to my spot. Somewhere while moving, I can hear something over the intercom, which changes later into a radio broadcast or something. There's crew discussing about the vegetarian food having run out. There's one woman in particular that is quite shocked by it. She can't believe that that happened and goes on a rant about how non-veggies eat all the veggie food and then the meats, instead of sticking to the meats. Selfish. I'm quickly fed up with it, due to her innocence/ignorance. Yeah, all you can eat, people take advantage. Duh. At some point I'm mapping out a route with Google Maps. The route is unclear to me at first, as it involved backtracking. Not sure what happened to this route. Next thing I'm on the motorcycle, driving in the evening with my new friend D, towards a house. The other guys are supposed to come too, but I don't see them yet. I'm wondering if I should go find them. Not too long after they show up on their motorcycles as well. Stupid me. They know this area better than I do. It's one of their house after all. I meet an Indonesian guy who is sitting at a table. I accidentally introduce myself as Michael. I correct shortly after. I think his name was Victor. He asks me if I can speak Indonesian. I answer in Indonesian, saying that I can, but that I sometimes talk slowly if it's a live talk, as opposed to instant messaging.
Dream One- My boyfriend and I are living in a REALLY BIG house. He wants to go out shopping or something, so we get in my car and start down the long dirt driveway of this mansion. I notice the sky is cloudy and worry that it will rain and my car will get stuck in the mud. I tell my boyfriend maybe we should go back, but he isn't concerned. we almost reach the end of the driveway (it's a long drive way, like twists and turns through woods and between two fields kind of long) and it starts to rain super heavy. Just as we are going around a turn that just happens to be edge by a creek, the car starts slipping in the mud and almost goes over the bank and into the creek. My boyfriend gets out of the car and pushes it back on the bank before it can land in the creek, then gets back in and tells me to drive home after all. When we get home we go inside to watch a movie. We are just settling down on the sofa when we hear a ruckus outside. I open the front door and see a bunch of kids from ages 11-15 trying to stomp on what looks like a grey kitten in the driveway. I yell at the kids to leave the cat alone and get off my property or I am calling the law! The kids run away down the driveway, and I walk outside to pick up the terrified kitten. I notice it isn't grey, but more of an off white color with grey marking around it's eyes like a Siamese. Then I hear another mewling noise, and find another kitten, this one and orangish brown color, under my boyfriend's jeep. I pick that one up too and carry them inside. My boyfriend is not a cat person, and asks irritably why I brought them in the house. I tell him I couldn't leave them out there to get killed by those kids or rained on by the approaching storm and he concedes, though he does tell me sternly I can't keep them. We both sit back down on the sofa, and he takes the white and grey kitten from me (it seems bigger, and older than the other kitten) and I keep holding the brownish orange one. I take a few picture of the one I am holding with my phone, and I notice it goes from being fuzzy to being hairless and then goes back to being fuzzy again. I think this odd, but then forget about it as it is time for my boyfriend to go to work. We get in the jeep and drive to work. i remember that I left my car stuck in the mud (even though I didn't) and start walking back home to get my car. Dream Two- We are in a nearby small town that I lived in as a toddler. There's a parade of kids in costumes walking down the road towards my boyfriend and I. I suggest we go into a nearby house that I know the occupants of with our dogs because our dogs get very excited very easily and would jump all over the kids wanting to be petted. I also notice that one of the kids is dressed like a Gundam, and we talk about the Gundam costume on the way into the little house. My boyfriend disappears when we go through the door and it's just me trying to hold back the two dogs who are very excited to see my Mom, Grandma, and the family friends who live there. My grandma tells me that the family friends (who really aren't anyone I know in real life) are working and I need to help them out if I am going to hang out in their house. I tell her I can't because the dogs are about to pull me down and can't just let them run wild. My mom says she might help them, but then calls her second ex husband to ask him if he wants any fruit. I find this question really odd so I walk into the kitchen and see a sign on their wall that says, "Full House Fruits" the dogs disappear, and I remember that I still need to go back and get my car from the mud! Dream Three- (? may be a continuation of dream two that I forgot the transitional phase to?) I am pulling up to the Full House Fruits shop in my car. I walk in and notice no one is inside. I keep walking and make my way out the back door where I find that they are having a backyard art gallery/yard sale. I look at the books and DVDs they are selling. I notice one book that is called "Seventeen" and stars Mary Kate and Ashley. I find this really odd because I didn't realize they starred in books. I consider getting it just because it's strange, but keep looking instead. Next I find a book with an anime style cover and a German title. At first I think it's Sword Art Online, but then I realize the characters are carrying bows and quivers instead of swords. I open it up to flip through it, and it looks like a child's early reader book where certain words and characters are replaced by pictures. I pull that one out to buy, then wake up. Dream Four- My son, boyfriend, and I are all three staring at a picture of an old timey car that's been stretched out to have extra rows of seats. There are two people in each row of seats and their faces look like they were drawn in the era of pin up girls. Behind the car in the picture is a big office style building, and that building is balancing by a single corner on top of a paper air plane. My boyfriend makes the statement that the whole picture reminds him of work, and my son asks him how. He explains how the people in the backseat are all super happy and just enjoying the ride remind him of the big wigs who don't really have to do much but enjoy the profits. The people in the middle two rows seem less happy the closer you get to the front and seem to have cell phones and laptops and tablets in front of them to do the easy paper work. Then, the two people in the front seat are driving and figuring out the route with a map and clearly distressed because they have to do all the work as well as figure out how to make things exactly how the higher ups want them even when they don't make sense. Then he points to the building on the paper airplane and explains that it represents how the whole company is really just floating on the backs of the customers and could go under at any time if the customers decided they didn't want to buy the furniture anymore. My son asks if we wanted to be the hard workers when we started working there, or if we got stuck doing it because no one else wanted to. My boyfriend tells him everyone starts work with the dreams of climbing the ladder all the way to the top to own the company and be making millions, but unfortunately very few ever make it that high up. Most people, like us, we stuck being the ones who do the work while the higher ups enjoy all the fruits of the labor. In the dream I think this is such a deep metaphor and just can't believe he got all that from such a weird picture!
Dream 1: Non-lucid, then Lucid- I was in an Aldis store but instead of it being just isles like the grocery store only it had storage spaces, elevators & escalators. The parking lot was really vast & had valet's & a parking garage. My oldest friend Christian was there & I was so surprised that he was there.. I became lucid because there was no way any of this was possible. I knew he lives so far away & that this Aldis was some kind of futuristic thing. It all screamed technology that just isn't there yet. I didn't have enough money for the valet & he saved me from the embarrassment & paid the valet. Then the dream turned into a birthday party for Christian (not the one I really attended as a child but very very close) & then I woke up. Then the chaining began. Dream 2: non-lucid, then lucid- I went to the bathroom & came back & laid back down & started with Christian being there & then he was gone & I was on this sailboat. It was so detailed! It was glamorous & the guy on the boat was not someone from my real life. I was trying to take a bath but he kept wanting to know what was taking so long. I was trying to masturbate, lol. In real life I would never try to do this in the bathtub cuz it just isn't comfortable, lol. But in dreams I frequently have pent up sexual energy. Then I was lucid cuz I new the scenario was crazy. Finally I came out & we were just living a life on the boat. We were sailing along like this was just an every day thing in this glamorous lifestyle. I awoke again & went straight into the next dream. Dream 3: Non-lucid, then lucid- I was on our main street drag here in my town but it had different things from different places I've lived in. I had 3 kids & we were enjoying the day because there were vendors & a couple of rides like a small carnival was going on. It was extremely vivid. Then I realized the guy I was with took my kids & I was frantically asking people from the booths to help me. First they finally gave me an old rotary dial phone but it wouldn't call anyone. Then some of the people thought I was crazy. I realized that about half a mile away up a hill that actually looked like our main street here that there was a bigger carnival going on. I became lucid (DILD) & wasn't upset about the kids like before. Instead I started walking towards the carnival with curiosity because it looked so pretty. I went & walked around the fair grounds & just enjoyed the place with all of it's rides. I was noticing that some of it reminded me of a lucid dream I had had a crazy long time ago when I was in middle school. It reminded me yet again that I had spent so many hours as a kid sleeping. I used to sleep to escape my real world where so many things had gone wrong. My happy family wasn't happy anymore & I was acting out. I loved to be up at night & sleep after school & have these amazing lucid dreams. Everyone said I was sleeping because I was depressed & it used to drive my mom crazy. I was depressed but the dreams were a really great escape & now I understand them better. Yesterday was a long hard day which left me worried for my mother n law. We had to go one town over because she is just so confused about her thermostat & had it on 45 & is froze up. It could actually catch on fire. I know this cuz my own house caught on fire a few years ago because of my Central Air Unit & I just recently got the air back. Was only able to afford the heat at first. Anyway I'm worried she's gonna burn down her house in an array of possible ways. Dreading going back today because I'm going to need to break down & call my sister n law & initiate a conversation about what the next step is with her. I have a heavy heart right now. It's my husband's mom but since his dad died around 10 or 11 yrs ago he's rather indifferent to the whole thing. When I first tried to go to sleep I tried to go to sleep listening to a new lucid dream binaural beats from YouTube. Waste of time & sleep. So when my husband woke up at 2:13 I just sat up & started surfing the net on my phone reading random article's that I hadn't come across before & when he went to work I went to sleep which attributed to today's list of dreams. Non-Lucid-Green Lucid-Red Explanation of details-Blue Side Notes-Purple Astral Projection/AP-Brown
I was on a dark street with my dog (I seriously must have nothing else going on in my life) and she suddenly ran off toward the river. I was shocked because she has never done this, and she was ignoring my calls. I finally caught up with her but I didn’t have a leash. I thought it would be a good idea to put her in my car (I can’t remember what I was doing at the time, but I was going somewhere that wasn’t home.) I held onto my dog’s collar as we walked back and I encountered a drunk man that I apparently knew as a regular in a restaurant I worked at. He made some random comments that I don’t remember and I felt slightly uncomfortable. I went into a theater/pub where two of my friends were. One of them had my car keys. The first one I encountered, Amy, was announcing someone to the crowd. I tried to get her attention but couldn’t. I saw my other friend, Angi, and she gave me my keys. My dog morphed between my current dog and my last dog, who passed away almost a decade ago. This is not uncommon. I also remember driving by an outdoor laundromat during the day, and thinking that I could work there, that it didn’t seem so bad. The place was basically a parking lot with one or two washing machines/dryers and a stand with a bunch of hot pink and bright blue flowers for sale. I had dreams of trying to solve graphic design problems too, in fact I thin this is what the bilk of my night was spent doing. I'm currently taking some courses, and I guess my brain is working overtime. Thoughts: I took Valerian Root before bed last night, probably falling asleep around 12:15am, which is late for me. I read some design books in bed before sleeping. My thoughts seemed to be racing again—not very stressful thoughts, but my brain struggled to relax. Again, visualization practices seemed difficult and uninteresting. Woke up at 3am and read for an hour or two, fell back asleep around 5ish. I'm taking my dog to the vet today for vaccines. Looking for part time work.
Bedtime: 2:00am Wakeup: 10:30am Dream 1 (fragment): I was on a rooftop of a high rise building, and the roof was a pool. I was with my sister, and we had this giant floatation device in the shape of an octopus, it was huge and pink, and somehow it fell off the roof into the street and I could hear crashing and horns and screaming. Oops! Dream 2: I came home but my apartment was way bigger than normal, though I didn't question it in the dream. There were children running around, and I knew my roommate was supposed to be babysitting them, but she was talking to some tall mysterious men on a screened in porch. The kids were crying, and I had to give one of them a haircut, but she kept thrashing and running away, and then she said she hated the haircut cuz her hair looked curly. I tried to get her to sit down to let me finish, and I offered to blow-dry it so that it would be straight but she was just crying and freaking out. Eventually my roommate came out to take care of them and then the parents came and got them.
Morning of June 22, 2016. Wednesday. My wife Zsuzsanna and family and I as we are now are at a large unfamiliar park, though perhaps implied to be in Brisbane. It is somewhat like a composite of the South Bank and Nundah parks. After a time, a group of unknown people start to gather under a shelter. This seems to be related to the beginning of a concert. It seems to be nighttime at first, perhaps around nine o'clock. We listen to the music for a time. Our children stand to our right. We are not actually under the shelter at this point but just on the outer perimeter of it. Burl Ives, or someone much like him in this case, eventually shows up and there is the option to go with him on some sort of tour of the area. Zsuzsanna and I and a number of other people join the group. At this point, our children apparently remain behind, although our two oldest are with the younger ones. We are eventually on a bus going up a hill. Somehow, the time is now late morning or afternoon since it is now daylight. After a time, the bus transforms into a jeep and Zsuzsanna and I are sitting in the front to the right of the driver (which is the wrong orientation if assuming an Australia vehicle). The jeep goes over a narrow road and into a fissure; between two high rock faces (which almost come up to the sides of the jeep), right to the edge of a cliff - and I almost think we are going over and that it is meant to be the purpose and climax of the supposed tour. I see the view far below, mostly of forests and ravines. Soon though, the jeep backs up and I hear an unknown voice behind me say, “Oh, we are backing up now” as if they are relieved our tour did not include going over the cliff. “This is a really stupid way to make a road,” I say assertively. However, the jeep, after backing out from the fissure, is then driven in a perpendicular direction and comes to a stop just before going off another part of the cliff. Again, I contemplate if we are going over but instead the driver backs up a bit and turns and goes down the road and back into town. Having had enough of this “tour”, I leave the jeep as it is still going down the street and somehow end up on my own in an unusual fancy building, which is apparently closed at the time. I try to find a door out of the building to go home (as I am also concerned about where our children are) but I end up only going into what seem like business offices. One room has a male and female who do not regard me. I then turn and go down a hall and somehow (by force of will even though I am not at all lucid) create a door into a portico which leads into a parking lot. It is now nighttime again (and thus Ed Wood must be directing this dream as often seems the case with illogical sudden switches from night to day and back again during the same shorter time period). As I walk through the parking lot, Zsuzsanna is walking to my right as if she had been there all along. I am still concerned about our children’s safety, particularly our youngest daughter. As I continue to walk I realize that Zsuzsanna is still speaking to me even though she is now a mostly yellow (emergent consciousness color) cylindrical music box of the windup type that holds and rotates a baby cot mobile. I accidentally drop her on a parking block as I am stepping over it. I feel bad and hope she still works. I hear her musical whirring and realize she may recover. Firstly, a parking lot represents the liminal space between dreaming and waking and is always an element of the waking precursor for me. Many of my dreams end in a parking lot setting because of the symbolic association between being “elsewhere” (in the dream state) and from there will go “home” (real physical body) even though there is no car association here (and I am inclined to now believe that a parking block may be analogous to a pillow as a dream sign in at least some cases). This last part was also indirectly precognitive as our youngest daughter was slightly injured by falling on a music box (though was not hurt that much). The loose patterns included the music box, the association with a baby or young child, and being hurt in a fall. My dream however, though it foreshadowed the event correctly on one level, used completely different connections. What I find very curious here is how the typical falling start (waking point) was “stopped” twice before I took action to go into a different level of consciousness (though I sometimes deliberately jump from cliffs to enter an enhanced flying mode), which then foreshadowed an event from today. I was unable to prevent it, but I still find it very interesting and typical of the unexplainable facets that occur in some dream types.
Updated 08-15-2017 at 06:51 PM by 1390
Morning of June 22, 2016. Wednesday. In the first part of my dream, my family and I as we are now are seemingly living back on Stadcor Street in Brisbane. However, it seems (or eventually becomes) more like a public venue. Our house is also a little bigger and fancier. I find myself playing an electronic keyboard in our kitchen. I am enjoying the sounds for a few minutes. My music sounds mostly like a reed organ with sustained one-note tones around the 440 Hz range. Eventually, I notice that I am likely annoying a group of people who are performing in a small orchestra in our living room as well as distracting their small audience. I did not even realize that there were other people in our house (other than the members of my family). There are at least six members of the orchestra. I can clearly hear the beautiful music though it does not sound familiar or recognizable as a known work. My keyboard in fact, is almost as loud as the orchestra at first. Even though these people are technically trespassing (though I do not focus on that fact) I decide to stop playing. I remain passive and receptive and eventually go to the living room and the scene shifts. Now I am sitting on a couch in an unfamiliar setting that seems only partly rendered. On my left though, there is ambiguity in whether I am outdoors or indoors (though the implication seems logically indoors). An unknown male of about sixty is on my right. He seems to be talking about the history of a particular musician though I am not sure who he means. In fact, he may not even be addressing me as he seems to be speaking to an invisible audience presumed to be facing our location. I have an old softcover music book with yellowed pages and scroll and seashell patterns on the cover (possibly from the 1800s) and this book may be relevant to his oration but he seems a bit distracted and perhaps he is even an eccentric homeless person. There seems to be something “off” about him. He seems angry about the musician of his speech not having an accurate representation in published works. That is, the books published on his life contain mostly erroneous details. However, it may also be that he is completely wrong about what he is saying in his speech. The scene changes again and I seem mostly uninvolved as I watch Burl Ives blowing on a harmonica in short intervals. The members of the orchestra at the beginning of my dream are chasing him down a hallway. Every now and then he stops and cheerfully and defiantly blows into the harmonica. The orchestra members wave their fists and continue to chase him down the long hallway and around corners but he continues to elude them, mostly remaining about three feet ahead of them at all times. Eventually, they catch on fire but still continue to pursue him, not seeming to notice or care that they are on fire. I watch the flames leaping mostly from their upper backs and shoulders. Now I am watching Zsuzsanna sitting on a park bench. She is looking at a small neat oblong garden bed which has smooth white stones around the shrubs and flowers. It is parallel to the bench and about eight feet away. The head and shoulders of a young male pops up from the ground, but it vibrates and quivers and seems to be a movie prop as it is pale, almost colorless, and clay-like. Its purpose seems to be to fully emerge from the ground but it keeps going down again to about neck level. Another (unknown) person to her right seems to be laughing intensely at the scene and I start to feel a strange cheerfulness as well. It seems to be part of a movie being filmed but they cannot get the prop to operate correctly. Burl Ives has a special symbolic significance for me. He played the skeptic and eventual victim as a result of his own skepticism in “The Bermuda Depths”, which was a movie that signified my path to my “mystery girl” as being a real character (rather than just a dream character as I had originally thought when growing up). Water and fire have always appeared in dreams he has been in. Fire usually relates to dawning conscious awareness and the nature of sunrise (as relevant to day to day reality). The first part of my dream relating to the orchestra seems to be relevant to a time (and as a reminder) for both lucidity and non-lucidity. Although I indulge in apex lucidity on a night to night basis (the type of dream I rarely post), I also find joy and great interest in non-lucid dreams regardless of their content and my excessive familiarity with many component types. Here, I am making music and then decide that the orchestra (the Source or the natural flow of the unconscious realm) should be heeded and heard. The last part relates to a prolonged waking transition. My dream goes a bit haywire. One way to look at it is that I am trying to wake up but I am too amused by the surreal imagery and cannot quite “emerge” from the unconscious realm even though I have been downgraded to a “movie prop” (a movie being analogous to the dream state).