non-lucid

It was a sunny afternoon, sky was almost clear and it was quite warm. I was wandering straight on steel, rusty railroad. The railroad was towering high above the ground, standing on rusted steel beams. I got to a place where two railroads crossed and heard a train. I speeded up slightly, then jumped to another track, relieved that I avoided that train. I looked around and from this great height, I had a nice view of my home town.

6.3.16

Last night went to sleep before 8pm. Woke up 3am, remembered these 2 dreams.

DR 1
Someone tells me that my brother is upstairs and he is the last angel left in the heaven. I ran upstairs to my moms bedroom. It looks same as in WL. I feel other entities in there and it's like that's some kind of a portal to heaven. I yell out to my brother "Don't worry, I'm coming to help you fight for the Good".

DR2
I look up and above the almost solid layer of clouds I see a silhuette of alien spaceship. Then there is more of them and their smaller attack ships are flying towards us.

We ran inside where they can't reach us with their "though weapons" and we organize into reistance. I put on my comfy clothes and I'm trying to figure out how to attach my litesaber so it' easily removed and put back. I'm trying to hang it from my left brest pocket button hole.

I hear skype ringing, I ask my dad who is in the living room if he can't hear that. I answer and it's my brother. He says Ididn't call him back about his video message he left me. (he did that IWL yesterday). I tell him same what wrote to him in skype in answer to his video.

2/6/16
Dream 1: I was playing a game of basketball, however I was significantly taller than everyone else (more so than normal hehe, like around 7 feet tall instead of my 6 foot 5) I kept on blocking peoples shots and stealing from them, most of all with little fouls so I was having a very good game. At the end I was talking to my coach when he mentioned something about a recruiter for the state team looking at me.

Dream 2: I was in a lecture theatre I believe where John Haughm, frontman of Agalloch, was giving a lecture. After it finished I went down to him and started talking to him. I asked him a few questions about the band and he sat down with me and we had an in-depth conversation about Agalloch. Overall it was a really nice dream, left me feeling very satisfied until I woke up and realised it was all a dream lol.

Dream 3: I was either in a hospital or reading a magazine dedicated to the opening of a new hospital. The first thing I saw was a girl I used to know who was the first person to give birth at that hospital, there was a photo of her, her dad and her baby. I then had a bit of a tour of the hospital, all in all it was pretty flash with lots of wood panelling and colour.

Dream 4: My brother was talking about elder scrolls lore, in particular about this ape like race that walked really funny.

I am in a large building, a mall. It seems to have two primary sections that consists of a tower like structure including a parking cellar. Between the two tower sections is an elongated section of one or two stories, there are cafés and similar non-hard-goods shops. It is dark, there are a lot of people around that I know. We are there for the bar environment – it is as if it has a clubbing space inside one of the towers towards the ground floor. I am slightly on edge, flaky and restless – though not in a debilitating or severe way. The affective state I think is a result of me being confused about the interior of the building I am having a hard time finding my way about.

In the clubbing area there is a mixture of objects, some that seem to create a square or night-time-economy like feel, like outdoor lamps, signs tables and chairs. But there are also couches and fabric based furniture. There is a dim, but warm light surrounding the place, though the outside bar I am headed towards seem to be illuminated more intensely than the rest of the place. Kaiser is at the bar, I think he is waiting for his father to arrive. I go to sit down.

There are a few instances that occur, though I know not the temporal order.

The first is a reminder that I will have to get out cash, specifically pounds, as it will be easier to pay in the bars and shops if I have maybe 20-30 quid.

I am walking about in the overall mall structure – aware of the two towers layout – but I am confused as to where to go. I seem to find a lot of hallways meant to be behind the shop facades.

I am on the top of one of the towers. The light is grey, dusk. I am on a circular parking lot. There is a huge swing door providing entry to the mall, though it also seems like it is for the cars parked there.

I am walking around the circular lot. There are a lot of ethnic minorities – young people – walking about. They are wearing loose clothing, sweat pants and hoodies and generally seem to come across like gang related individuals. I feel anxious, on edge – constantly monitoring my surroundings to check if they will be attacking or approaching me – paranoid. I keep walking around and I start seeing people looking at me. In particular I remember two people wlking from the peripheral ring towards the centre of the tower, they glance at me and they seem intent on me as well.

Then a car come driving in – it is a light blue, almost turqoise or maybe that is the colour of the parked car, maybe both of them are this colour – and it rams into the side of a parked car. From my perspective there is no doubt it is deliberate. The driver gets out and approach the parked car's owner. I don't see a lot more. I turn around, anxious to get away, I start making my way around the lot towards the swing door entry. As I am making my way around I notice some obstructive structures, like spokes between the centre and the peripheral. As I am walking I notice that by now all the people are looking at me and walking towards me at a slow, but steady pace. And so I speed up and make my way inside.
….

When inside the dream shift theme. I am now in a dorm, a row of beds standing on both sides of the room. It is rather bright and everything in the room is pretty much white. I get the sense I am on like the top floor of the building. In the other beds there are people I know, from my high-school class in particular, but maybe also others from primary school.

Looking up to my left towards the door of the room I see Kirsten Busk enter the room. She looks about smiling asking what we are doing, and I sense she is keen to get moving.

“We are tensing off” – as you would following a yoga session, I say. A woman, next to Anne, turns her head and nods to me and indicate that it was a clever remark.

I am lying next to Anne Tøtrup. She is trying to kiss me, yet I miss the cue and when I try to revive it she is non-compliant. It is a playful encounter, mirroring the general atmosphere and my affective state. Young, free and uncaring – and a tad rebellious against the teachers who are there to make sure we have a safe field trip.

…

There is a skip and in the next room there is a similar set-up to the one just described. Except there is less white, more oakish dark colours as well as light tree. I enter the room and head towards the end of it where the beds are no longer separate but conjoined, which gives them a longer resting area to lie on. On the bed there is a light blue and white striped mattress running the entire length of the bed.
There is a guy with me – he seems dependent on me, or following me to some extent – and I say: “Well we might as well head towards the back, it seemed to work well the last time” in reference to the previously described aspect of the dream. And so I start working my way back.

On the way there I stop up and I see Esther van Santen get in one of the beds. I stop to think to myself “That is Esther” and at the edge of my consciousness I am ware that she is dead.
…

There is a brief session of running parcour, or more specifically I am looking for ways to do it – thinking I am awake. In the end I am at a rectangular exit/window at one of the towers, there is no door or glass in it. I close my eyes and expect to start soaring, feeling anxious.

I was trying to get away from someone. I didn't feel endangered but I knew I needed to escape. I saw a light and jumped in. I found myself coming out of a jacket that was floating in the air. I looked inside and saw my world. Then I plucked the jacket out of the air, put it on and walked away. I don't remember most of this dream but this felt like the coolest part of it.

Bed: ~00.00
Wake up: 07.55
Now: 08.05 (totally can’t focus on this due to arguing roommates)


Climbing
I'm sitting on a small balcony I believe. I’m with my friend Alex (and my girlfriend?). Alex is returning to her own country somewhere in the very near future, but she’s still got a grey Mercedes parked somewhere. She won’t drive it back to her country, so she hands me the keys to take care of it. Sweet! I don’t care about the car, but that means that she will come back. I already start imagining driving the car back together during a road trip somewhere in the future.

At some point the keys fall off the balcony. The balcony is on the 2nd floor. I scale down the balconies to reach the ground level and pick the keys up. There’s another set of keys on the ground. I pick those up as well. A few seconds later a white girl with dark brown (curly?) hair emerges from a front door just 1 metre away. I ask her if these keys are hers. I take a good look to make sure that I’m presenting the keys that I found to her and not my friend’s keys. I think she says those keys are her roommate’s. I hand them over, then climb back up the balconies. A bit later I scale down the balconies again for some reason. I do it quickly this time and catch myself thinking that I’m taking unnecessary risks the way that I’m dropping down right now.


Dorm
This may have been a continuation of the last dream. I’m finally alone now. I’m outside on the street and the sun is still out. I consider what I want to do. I start thinking about watching some porn. I know that I haven’t watched it in a while and actually banned it from my life, but I’m really in the mood for it right now. A group of guys approaches me. They look Indonesian. They ask me if I know where they can find the dormitory for international students. I tell them that I live there. I can’t recall in which language we were speaking. Where are they from though? It’s only for foreign students. These guys all look Indonesian. They mention being half Indonesian, half Dutch. I tell them that it’s cool as long as their passport is not Indonesian. I point them in the right direction. Someone suggests that I walk with them. Sorry, I can’t, I have something to do right now. I think it has to do with the porn, but also with something else. Someone suggests waiting for me. No need, it’s easy-ish to reach the dorm. I point them in the right direction, showing them the location on Google Maps as well. They start joking around a bit. One of the guys grabs my butt. Ok, too friendly there. Some more stuff happened, though I can’t recall what.

Aside from people I personally know and who are close to me, I normally dream about white people. Interesting that I dreamed about Indonesians (though I'm living in Indonesia right now, so *duh*).

Tram
I'm taking the tram and perhaps also the bus. The streets are unfamiliar, but the bus operator is definitely the one that operates in Amsterdam. I remember getting on the wrong one and needing to switch to another. I think I’m with someone. It’s dark out already.

If I dream about public transport, I dream about taking the wrong direction 99% of the time.

I'm on a train. There are many people around. One of them is Alfred, an online friend I haven't spoken to in years. I'm in his room and notice the tiny paper swords he's made on his bedside table. There's a chat room in which many people on the train are chatting. Some idiot starts spamming massive photos in the chat making me lose where I am in the list of messages. I try to scroll through them but there are too many. They are silly pictures of the people on the train. I decide to unfriend some of the people who did this. One of them is called the reverse of one of my old online pseudonyms, to mock me I guess. I know I wouldn't delete Alfred because he's an old friend. There are some girls, upstairs perhaps. We're talking about seeing ghosts and such. I tell them I've seen a lot of stuff and they seem to think a person needs to be on drugs to see anything like that but I know better. I think there is a ghost on the train.

I was driving a white car. Everything around was blurred, I hit something and the car's front got utterly destroyed. Then the car turned invisible and I drove in the air. Suddenly it turned into a few planks with wheels.

Morning of June 2, 2016. Thursday.



This dream, in the final segments, was the usual “coming down” waking metaphor which has occurred in the majority of my dreams (tens of thousands) and of course merely represents the biological waking mechanism.

The setting for the most part seems to be, very atypically, the lunchroom and auditorium area of my middle school as well as the north section (which has rarely featured in my dreams even when I was going to school there).

There is an unusual plot relating to finding an “ancient” technology related to space travel and a setup for launching a rocket (which actually appears of 1960s NASA design at one point though the new 2015 NASA logo appears at another point). However, it may also imply that I am in the distant future in some sort of science-fiction scenario. A group of people set up the launchpad on the stage with the “cannon” of this unusual device facing partly upwards but towards the audience area.

I feel a bit strange seeing what these (unknown) people are doing. The whole setup looks like some sort of odd composite of wrongly arranged rocket launch features, parts of a bed (obvious dream sign) and a cannon. Three unclothed males (another dream sign) are inside this large device that takes up most of the stage. The front-most setup actually looks like a male wrapped up in a blanket and a mattress around him (again, a rather amusing and “overly” obvious dream sign although I reach not an iota of lucidity). The two other males are each protruding from the side as if representing wing function.

I try to tell the authorities and spectators that this is not necessary and that the rocket will launch without risking the lives of the three men. No one really listens to me and the device is soon set off in a cannon-like event.

The rocket rises into the sky without incident, getting higher and higher, and everyone seems cheerful and amazed. I watch and it seems somewhat “realistic”. Soon though, the rocket does not have the required escape velocity - which is equivalent to the square root of 2GM divided by r, though this concept is intriguingly skewed in my dream.

Instead, in fact, the rocket crashes into the invisible seemingly solid dome-like interior of the Earth’s atmosphere, which does not seem that high (in comparison to where the first change of the layer would be). People are startled and it reminds me much of the Challenger space shuttle disaster, with trails of smoke arcing out and down.

After this, the scenario changes slightly. It almost seems as if I am now at a nude beach though where most are half-dressed (distorted dream sign), though still implied to be the same overall setting. At one point some schoolmates and I (all fully dressed) find the front of the skull of one of the would-be astronauts on the sidewalk near the north entrance. However, I then see it is a “Stars Wars” stormtrooper mask but still try to determine if it is actual human remains. I also very briefly and very vaguely get an eerie reference to Howard the Duck’s face (flight symbol) - not the utterly awful movie rendering, but the original Marvel art.

Soon, I go up to a row of three robotic but skeletal figures which are arranged on a slightly elevated platform and that apparently represent the remains of the would-be astronauts - though it may also be that they will be using these figures on another launch attempt. Looking at one figure for reference, I fit the “skull front” onto a figure that does not yet have it. The “mask” fits onto a feature where the implied eyes on the “robot” come out on stalks and it is almost like a snap-together model at this point and it easily fits on with four connections (eyes, nose, and mouth extensions on the stage feature). One boy tells me that this is not correct and I firmly tell him that it is the same as the other (which it is).

From here, I notice Zsuzsanna in the crowd, half-dressed. I decide to become intimate with her even though there is a very dense crowd at this point, and slowly wake from here.

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Although a stage represents the dream state and its nature I am inclined here to reflect that it probably also is a play on “waking stage” since this is the setting from where the “coming down” metaphor is utilized. The “unreal” nature of the “remains” is the typical preconscious transition as in countless similar dreams.

A rocket represents rising in dream state awareness, which “fails” when the waking state reaches past the halfway mark (or the event horizon of the waking threshold). I have experienced this in thousands of various (but similar) ways since earliest childhood. The first dream sign in this one was about as obvious as possible to the point of being hilarious (yet I still did not catch it within my dream), that is, being launched by a device with bed-like features including three rolled-up mattresses.

Had a long chain dream.

In a large town hall, in a seated area listening to a forum on healthy living. Lots of opinions and ideas raised. It seemed to be mostly women in the audience, seems its related to some course of study.
I notice a couple if the women, though young are very sizeable.
From here we move onto another room, where there is food and beverages. I think its a break before the next part of the day.
I am bored and want to see what is going to be happening next.So I snoop around the building. It is a kind of labyrinth with lots of interconnected rooms on different levels, although it is quite a confined space. I realise that it used to be a school annex and they are using resources that were there previously. I notice old health displays and pretend food. My eye is drawn to a box of cornflakes and a plastic yellow corn cob next to it.
There is not much of interest here, however it is very quiet and kind if cosy.
I go through to the other room where everyone is still chatting and find a women. She has long fair hair and is fairly plump. I take her through into the empty part if the building and we start making out.

This is an old dream, 15 April 2011. About Narnia, or a Forest similar to it.


Basically, I was in Narnia, playing amidst the autumn forest with the foxes or something, and there was a lake, possibly a war going on, and I remember running. But at least at first the dream was tranquil, I can't recall it too clearly so the events may be wrong.

I Had a weird, non-lucid dream about Slenderman and the Puppet from FNAF. I played a version of Slender that had a ''Nice Mode'' which allowed the character to be a green marionette-esque character, other weird things in the dream involved me running in fields and whatnot, I think, I don't remember all of it. But I have lots of dreams about Giygas from Earthbound.

And that's it.

I was in some warehouse like place & talking to Jim Parsons who was being felt up by my ex-husband. I Jim it was in his best interest to stay away from him because he has unprotected sex & shares needles w/ his meth friends, not to mention he probably has aids now & it also homeless. (All of this shit about my ex is true but of course he doesn't really even know Jim Parsons). Later I was looking out a motel window & could see Jim on his stomach with his hands on a window to a room a little farther down & across from my room. My ex was having sex w/ him. Then I woke up. I can't even imagine where any of this dream came from but it was really weird.

1/6/16
Dream 1: I remember something about freeballing, running around in the city an yelling at people about climate change and some other grievous peril. Quite odd.

D1 - I am at a workplace and am handed a printout, showing three spellings of name listed on a long list of names. All mispellings are of my name. As a result I am not sure if it is a mistake or if I have a choice.
I look at the different possibilities for job relocation and where I would be working.
There are two possible places one really hard to get to. I am worried and believe it may be due to a mean boss.
Silky helps me look at different possibilities.
I then realise I will be doing two jobs with the same hours!


D2- I am in some kind of small japanese style room, all is white linen. There are shiny copper pans stacked in small space to reach up to ceiling.
I start to climb up precariously to exit in ceiling, where they're maybe food.


D3- In a strange medieval city, on the outskirts I am wandering lost and having no idea of the time or place, or even my name or origin.
Also it appears I am peniless and quite miserable. Night approaches and I reach an area near some docks.
i am approached by a group of men, clearly surrounding me. Soon enough i am captured and press ganged with others. I an tied up and await my fate gloomily. I am offered wine which i fear may be drugged so I ignore it and it splashes down me. The others take it and I realise it is to dampen the pain of what is to come.
so when I am offered a last time I accept. It is cold and I am already cold and tired in the half light. A cloth is then pressed back into my mouth. We are hauled away and I am sunk under water tied to boat. I am slowly numbed by the wine, cold and icy water.


D3- I am trying to get portion of white line? on a peice of paper. I use my powers as a vampire and start to shred the paper with my teeth instead.
Silky grabs the other end she is in werewolf form.
When we both get to the middle we eat at each other but it does not matter as both our wounds heal. It seems we are making out in a very animalistic way.