non-lucid

Morning of August 25, 2015. Tuesday.



In my dream (with no implied back story or prior memory of any other event or situation) I find myself absentmindedly looking at an array of thumbnails on my computer monitor, too small to see much detail other than various images of a mysterious figure in black and what may be a closeup of a face in solely one image of the set. It looks like it may be a set of photographs of a young dark-haired Moroccan girl in a mostly featureless room, though it may also be a young version of my wife Zsuzsanna. My thoughts are not that defined and I remain puzzled over the display. The images seem slightly larger at one point, though not based on any technical adjustment on my part (though possibly by automatic magnification, based on purely mental “zooming in” of the dream self’s perspective, this being a fairly common event in my dreams). She is wearing black clothes, including black silky palazzo pants and a kaftan top from what can be seen in the thumbnails, and it looks like there may be a black veil in some images.

When I bring up one image in the top row, I see a young female’s face and it looks rather distorted though still human for the most part. An outline of very small jewels completely encircles her eyes, mouth, and nose area. They look like they may have been deeply embedded into her skin. This puzzles me and for a moment I almost think it is her actual face and that the “jewels” are organic, though I eventually accept that they may be tiny rhinestones. I have no idea who it is at this point. At one time the girl may have been pretty, but now she looks almost inhuman (or “alien” in a cinematic sense) and very odd. My dream fades after this, after seeing only the one larger image with some sort of vague wariness regarding what sort of “creature” she may be (though likely still human for the most part, yet unique in that I get the impression no one else has gone to this extreme in facial alteration, which may be related to some sort of extreme cultural or religious purpose).

Morning of August 25, 2015. Tuesday.



Notes:

It always gives me an extraordinary sense of fulfillment when I get a continuous flow of insight and am able to more fully decode certain patterns in dreams over a lifetime since earliest memory. I am very grateful for the technology that has allowed me to do this; that is, type faster and with continuous editing potential (rather than writing and correcting and rewriting and correcting when I was little), put documents all together in one place, and have a listing and potential day to day timeline of my lifetime from around age four (with sparse family references and records since my birth date in 1960) as well as having access to resources that are able to validate and enhance so many of my earlier records. Not only will I be able to, in about ten years (only an optimistic estimate of course), bring all of my dream records and notes together as I want them, I will also have the ability to do extensive searches with a fair amount of precision. This dream, as odd and unlikely as it seems (even to me at first - I did not expect the flashes of realization when working with it), gave me the required focus somehow to unravel a small and isolated set of dream metaphors and associations going back to 1968 as well as relating to the path to my beautiful soulmate. There are too many layers to get into in this entry (and one would have to understand hundreds of summarized pages of my personal back story to “get” any of it anyway). I can only loosely touch upon some of it. Obviously, there are still limitations to my personal symbols and metaphors being fully decoded. This is mainly because some symbolic associations are rather sparse and fairly rare even at my present age. Still, I feel very happy today with another new breakthrough.

Sewing Machine Bulldozer:

I am mournfully back as I was when I was in my twenties and working for the Onalaska Street Department (not that I was sad at that time - it is just that something seems to be “missing” somehow in-dream). My job at this time was picking up large pieces of eroded embankment (on a fairly difficult inclination) and placing them on the roadside - placing them directly in front of the bulldozer. This was very difficult work and not many could do it for very long. Over time, I begin to be annoyed and tired over why I am even doing this. (It does not dawn on me that I am no longer this age, and do not even live in America anymore.) I am concerned about the speed of the other workers. The bulldozer even bumps me a few times, though not in any harmful way. I grow impatient and realize that I may have missed pieces a far distance back and think that the stretch will have to be worked over again. I do some of the work incorrectly, that is, I bend over to pick up a heavy piece instead of squatting and flinging back. Any sense of weariness of course, is an illusion in-dream. I start to ask myself what I am doing here. Is this where I am supposed to be?

I absentmindedly turn about and put my foot against the blade of the bulldozer. This results in a very strange event. The blade and push frame begin to wobble and very small “plates” fall off the front (reminding me vaguely of “Bathtub with Grill” from June 26, 2015). The exhaust pipe stack begins to move up and down like a “giant” sewing machine needle. It is almost like the tension building up in a cartoon (but not cartoon-like in any way). When I look down, I see that the bulldozer’s blade has actually transformed into an oversized antique sewing machine’s treadle (with floral scroll design), though at an angle and somewhat elevated. My leg is automatically working it to create (and actually sew together, apparently) some sort of clothing within the bulldozer’s cab. It is some sort of gossamer white lacy material flowing out from the side. Around this time there is a very strange mechanical sound behind me and when I dare look, it is a downward rolling “wave” suggesting a ghostly staircase. Soon, it is a luminescent staircase (recurring feature mostly from early 1991 to early 1994). My wife (as she was when we first made contact) in a glowing wedding dress and some sort of oversized tiara (somewhat like a crown) is standing there with a bouquet of flowers. I can see a blue layer of light just under her skin. “I’m not going to be late, am I?” I ask. “I never intended to be la…” (My dream is swept away.)

Connections:

Bulldozer history: I have found some links I did not really fully put together before. “The Dead One” dream (February 13, 1971, age ten - that is, first version of it) had a bulldozer run over Brenda W when I was taking flowers to her late at night on the eve of Valentine’s Day (so that only her hand is seen emerged from the soil and I feel a terrible sense of loss), yet she was resurrected (not in a zombie sense) near the end of my dream, yet “I could not yet have her”. (There were several dreams where she was resurrected, none of them relevant to any zombie lore - more in a divine “ascension” sense.) Brenda was the fully confirmed “stand-in” for my wife-to-be and also appeared in composite forms (such as “The Bad Witch” from March 18, 1978, which had a recurrence on March 23rd - the same date I got my first letter from my wife-to-be in 1991). Other layers - my sister died on February 13th (though the 14th from my perspective at one point in Australia as we are about a day ahead) and my father also died on the 14th of February. I have often associated the bulldozer with mortality and loss as such. Thus, there is very odd synchronicity with only a 1 in 365 chance it would be relevant as such - though it is - and all through my life extremely unlikely synchronicity continued with almost every event and association.

The origins of this (that is, the very seed) may or may not be related to the tree I used to spend time near at primary school. One of my friends used to take palmetto sticks and push sand off the concrete bench, chanting “bulldozer bulldozer”. This was the “same” bench that Brenda was seated in most versions of “Bridge Over a Prehistoric World” (though she also appeared in distorted composites associated with the “dream girl” or “mystery girl” as I preferred).

At any rate, from here, I made somewhat of a breakthrough in one very early version of the “divine staircase”. However, the features are quite different. It turns out to be my “Rocket Science” dream from July 2, 1976. This is not the first version of the implied “soulmate staircase” by any stretch. One of the oldest appears in “The Ghost Marriage” dream from October 16, 1971. I am linking only to the “Rocket Science” dream because of a few odd parallels. Firstly, the white sheet of paper that makes the “staircase” is like a miniature implication of the one in this latest dream (which I never even began to note before for whatever absentminded reason) as well as the commonly recurring ones as already mentioned above. It moved exactly the same way; that is, like a diagonal wave that suggested a complete “pure” or “divine” staircase (phantom or not).

Aside from that, there is also the shared “whirligig” element and the strange “impossible” technology, the “whirligig” obviously being a Merkaba form, but I am not sure what the sewing machine needle and fictional helicopter rotary design “pumping” relates to (well, on a spiritual level that is - some sort of spiritual “motor” or cosmic mechanism perhaps). As most of this had already come about in 1994, it is more like a decoding breakthrough than anything relevant to what may come.

Sleeping: August 23rd 2015, 10:30 PM (UTC +7)
Awake: August 24th 2015, 6:20 AM (UTC +7)

Non-Dream, Non-Lucid, Lucid, False Awakening

I'm already bored of dreams which take place at school. Anyways, things in real life do influence, eh? Woke up once at 4:30 AM with no dreams recalled; exception being light feeling as if I was flying in a dream, a song that was stuck in my head, weird fast blade sound. Took me around half an hour to sleep at 5:00 AM (probably).

This took place in a classroom where I used to study last year. For this class, specifically GSP (The Geometer's Sketchpad), teacher arrived late so we just messed around as we always did. Environment was just usual, people brought up their laptop, getting things prepared, some chit-chat around, walking around, doing other works, etc. Though, carpet on the ground was dark blue; lighting was dim amber light instead of usual fluorescent light. I walked to the desk in the middle to talk with one of my close friends about some assignments we had to do. Spectated some people in the back, came up forth and then a female teacher came.

I sat down on my desk in front, leftmost while my teacher just went on and turned on school's computer at rightmost in front of the activboard. The class went on as usual, until she called me and one of my friends up in front. As always, I just expected it to be some method showing and such which I didn't pay attention to (at least in this dream class). We sat down at the desk in front of my usual desk, facing my friends, using the (dream) computer there linked to projector. She showed us a figure of what we needed to calculate... something.

I expected it to be easy, until then I found myself struggling to even replicate that. It was a simple polygon, but I failed to even think of length of each sides. I looked at the board, of course, I saw all numbers or x's there; but I was still confused as my friend was. I spoke to teacher, asked her on how sides were supposed to be. She looked at me once before ignoring me, continuing her class as if my friend and I weren't even here in first place. We just had to do something as if we were sitting at our usual spots. I was left confused like this, trying to do things and such with this simple image. I didn't notice it shifted few times, with few numbers changed which might lead to lucidity.

Related dreams

• Unknown Date - Training for such competition

Sleeping: August 22nd 2015, 11 PM (UTC +7)
Awake: August 23rd 2015, 7:20 AM (UTC +7)

Non-Dream, Non-Lucid, Lucid, False Awakening

Woke up once at 4:40 AM, didn't recall anything. Continued sleeping on.

I don't know how I started it, or when did I, but I found myself playing a game that I usually play. Of course, Terraria, why not? (Though I don't really have time to play IWL right now due to works and such. I'm also actually a moderator on a server.) I was on a server, alone with someone else. Although, I was only one who was actually playing. They were just watching and talking to me. It was a simple, quick, parkour map which also had a server plugin co-operated: to not allow standing in same spot for more than one second. Indeed, it was rushing and also short. I was supposed to use a new character to play on. However, I had 400 HP and 200 MP but with no other equipment/tools. I don't think I have to explain here since it's gameplay as you would do in your usual life, would be boring. Anyways, it was great idea for me to actually try IWL.

After few minutes of getting through backtrack and such, final thing I had to do is fighting a boss with purely new character. I hesitated a bit, but decided to give it a go. I didn't know when, but I actually had 500 HP by that time, with weird flame-themed items. (Actually molten/flame things, with a bit of green; looked great anyways) They were non-existant IWL though. It was long time with that, while I was also talking to that unknown person.

I woke up. It was probably on how I actually got break as August 22nd was Saturday. A great break from getting stressed with schools. Of course, this also meant game/coding/etc. elements were still things in my dream.

Related dreams:

• July 25th 2015 - Fragment

DILD #1:

I was having a stress dream at a grocery store where I was trying to buy face wipes for Dreamer late at night. Two people cut in front of me and the cashier lady was quite rude about it, she let them go ahead of me and told me to just wait. I got really annoyed and left the store then gave the cashier the finger, once I was off their property of course.
I realized this was too ridiculous to be real, so I started to fly a little bit while trying to remember what I wanted to do. I remembered my series of steps that I had planned out.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out a silver flip phone, it was my old phone from high school. I opened it and tried to use it but it wouldn’t turn on. I pointed it at the wall and then woke up.

DILD #2:

I was in bed with Dreamer and we were talking about something when I noticed that there was a backdoor to our room. I was a bit confused, so I went to check it out. I opened the door and it led to this enormous grassy field. I did a nose plug RC and then started my series of steps again. I opened my pocket this time, stretching it out until it was big enough to see what was inside. I only saw darkness, so I imagined seeing my phone in it. Two phones and a….peanut butter and jelly sandwich appeared.
I grabbed my phone and swiped the screen, it turned on and had the typical home screen. I pointed the phone at a brick wall and pulled an invisible trigger while saying out loud, “Beep, beep, boop”.

A transparent, green blob shot out of the phone and hit the wall where it formed a swirling, transparent green portal. The portal was a bit smaller than I had expected so I ran towards it and dove in head first. I went straight through the portal and into the brick wall where I wandered around in the darkness. I felt like the dream was starting to end and I could feel my body waking up. I stayed still and waited for the dream to continue.

I appeared on top of Mount Olympus, but it was very undefined and grainy looking. It reminded me of a partially rendered mountain from an old computer game. There was no life on the mountain and it had no texture, it was just gray all over. The picture zoomed out for a minute where I saw the words “Gods of Olympus” carved into the top of it in orange, purple, red, and blue. I came back into my body and started running across the mountain super quickly while trying to find some gods to do a ToTY. I jumped from peak to peak but I couldn’t find any gods anywhere, then I woke up.

I was in a desert city. I wanted to get back home, but I didn't knew the way, and for some reason, police was after me. I have stolen a car, and then I wanted to drive away, but I was stopped by the police barricade. I saw a motorcycle, moved out of car and drove on it away from the barricade. Suddenly the sand desert turned into a glacier. There was a ramp in front of me, and I drove over it, and flied in the air for long time.

My husband (D) agrees to go to a Mormon church with me every week. I encourage him to do it to help him emotionally detach from his negative childhood with Mormonism. Because the sermons are so long, they have a restaurant that serves breakfast and lunch. I meet some girls there. I wonder if I should be friends with them since they're Mormon, but then decide that if they don’t push Mormonism on me it shouldn't matter. I am worried D won’t come. I walk down a large, winding outdoor hallway surrounded by beige stone. It's a long walk to the chapel but it's important not to be late bc they shame you if you are. I get there five minutes before eleven and luckily D is there. Afterwards, D buys spaghetti and other carb loaded foods at the food court. I think it's a bad food choice but don’t say anything. My mom goes with us a few times.

I am reading a destiny book in a classroom environment. Someone (Quen?) tells me that the next step I need to take is learning how to be assertive in dealing with people and conversing. I need to direct conversations towards positivism, speak my mind, and not allow others to constantly complain to me.

I am rehearsing for a play. I am the villain. They want me to make some sounds I'm not good at making so they change my role to one of the guy’s sisters. He is black, though. I consider making a joke on stage that one of our parents is black but I'm not sure it would be well received. I feel this role fits me much better and wonder why they wanted me to be a villain in the first place. Was it because of my eyebrows? My mom comes to the play the next day. It is at the Mormon church. Mostly Mormons are there. They start out making people sing solo. I wasn’t expecting this and am hoping they don't want me to do that. The people who sing are nervous and singing really quietly. My mom yells at them that she can't hear them. I think about what would happen if I were made to sing. I would be too nervous and shaky I wouldn’t be able to finish and that would be shameful and embarrassing for me and my mom. So I decide that if they try to make me sing I will tell them, “No. That’s not what I agreed to do.” But it never comes to that. I realize there was a projection on the screen with lyrical themes and the soloists have to improvise their songs accordingly. Ultimately, the play never takes place and I don't have to act. I am relieved but think it is weird. There is a mini store in the corner. I borrow someone’s electronics from that corner and give it to my mom, who somehow messes up someone’s period style dress with it. I give it back. There are good chips that I want and vendors sampling homemade cookies. I get a pink animal cookie but people keep eating all the sugar cookies. I get a chocolate cookie that has a cookie cream filling. I grab a twix type cookie and put in my pocket, then it broke in half.

The one Kardashian sister with the babies tells her family she is travelling to Lihue for the day. They all scoff bc they think it is a crappy place. Somebody takes an HD film of all the places that a certain male celebrity has been spotted there. They interview some residents bc he mingles with the locals. I wonder how they got such nice, unobstructed video while driving in the car. They pass my grandparents' house and run into 4 car traffic at the stop sign. They do only a rolling stop passing through. I keep seeing signs and buildings that say Moho. I am suddenly the one in the car with Alesia, Erica, and maybe my dad. There is a building that says Mtn. Home and I thought it had been transplanted there but everyone disagrees. I see a sign on the back of a Walmart loading area that says “George Bushes” and I laugh.

There is a fat, blonde, female child. I have to help her stretch her jaw with a piece of paper. Her jaw and cheeks hinge open all the way to the back of her head and I have to place a piece of paper in between. She is crying and wants to be hugged so I hug her. I take her to my mom’s house on the front walkway. We sit down and I talk to her about presence. “Do you know what presence is? It’s when you don’t think about the future and you don’t think about the past, you just think about this very moment. Sometimes we know we’re not being present when we feel things like fear. When we’re fearful we’re thinking about the future. Do you get afraid? What are you afraid of?” She looks at me dumbfounded and then it starts raining, we are getting wet even through the roof. I pick her up and take her inside.

Vague memory of packing boxes with my cousins and moving somewhere together.

there an eygpitan god stronger than anubis making his way in a alternate timeline who stronger than the egypitan god card oblesik where his power is trying to be seen by spectators around the globe he a purple cat who stronger than the world itself a ways that you couldnt imagine stonger than any greek myth stonger than any
thing you ever heard of till now there a being training who has trances and transformation states that he be working on for the past 8 years and every 8 years there a stornger power that grows he need to learn how to revert his dream states in astral plane like fashion where he need to learn how to control his blue eyes where that wen this monkey and purple cat meet the dream world will be an oblivion where you be ablle to control for eternity im just a purple cat an eyptian war lord who like scaring little purple dogs who are cowards

DREAM #1:
I was in a poor neighbourhood that reminds me of Chinatown.
I was looking at a rich home. There were some grass hedges surrounding it.
There was also a swing. A young girl used to live here and ride on the swing often, but she was dead now.
All around the rich homes, there were shops owned by poorer individuals.
~ this was a really vivid dream, so I was surprised when I could barely remember much of it :/

DREAM #2:
- I saw my friend A at one point. Can't remember what happened.
- I was outside of a Buddhist temple with someone. Two guys nearby told us the names they'd "signed up" under (some sort of competition). One was not Asian, but he'd signed up under the Vietnamese name, "Hai Qúa".
- Something to do with taking down a man (may've had to do with the competition). The man was very popular and well-liked, so the task wouldn't be easy. But he wasn't a good person (can't remember why) so my goal was to find him doing bad things.
- I was standing outside of an area that reminds me of the University Hospital. It had been built recently. There was a walkway that consisted of a brown, metal frame and glass walls, where I could see the people walking through it. There were some brochures and directories erected throughout the area, talking about the history surrounding it. I remember a statue that reminds me of the Statue of Liberty. However, the top part of the statue had been destroyed, chunks of it laying on the ground. Apparently, there were a lot of people who disliked this new area, so they went and messed it up pretty often. I thought about how the organizers would have to get used to re-building and repairing if they still wanted to continue with this.
While I was here, I did a corkscrew for whatever reason. Even though it was on concrete, I pulled it off with ease and without fear. There were some street lamps nearby. I saw one or two women dressed in business attire walking by. They didn't seem to notice me.

Points:
- 1 NLD (1pt)
- 1 frag (0.5pt)

COMP TOTAL: 75

yesterday 8.23.15

daytime sleep, this dream remembered when woken up at 10:30pm

I come to a place that looks like a locker room. I report to someone saying "I'm your new *manager". (mimics events from waking liffe). There are about 4-5 males and a female. She is their boss. Ther are gearing up for a field trip to nature. She tells me to change if I have something more comfortable to change into, because it's going to be hot outside. She is wearing a top that exposes her boobies. I look and I see every detail. I look down and I'm wearing all black, as it is my current uniform. I don't feel like changing into something she is wearing, haha.

I was living on some kind of farm area and there was a chain link fence between my house and the neighbor's. My dog Loki escaped from the house and went running over to the fence, and at the same time I saw the neighbor's two bigger dogs, like both retrievers or something, run over and snarl at her. Loki was just walking along obliviously while these two dogs tore at the fence to get to her, and for some reason I was stuck at the door and couldn't go running after her, so I was watching helplessly and screaming. The two dogs tore through the fence, one went through the middle and the other went under, and they attacked Loki and I could hear all her whimpering and I was just flipping out. The two dogs eventually backed off and I ran over and Loki was lying on the ground covered in blood with a huge gash on her belly, and I started crying because I thought she was dead, but I looked and her eyes were open slightly and she was breathing, and when I picked her up her tail wagged a little. So I rushed into the garage but the car was blocked by someone's car who was visiting the house, and I screamed for Cory so his friend moved the car and Cory and I got in our own car and drove off to the vet. I was sitting in the passenger seat with Loki all distraught. It took a long while to get there, and when we stopped Cory got out but we were at CULVER'S... he came back to the car with two pints of ice cream and I was like WTF! I woke up pretty shaken.

I had a lucid dream, I don't remember how I became lucid, but it happened while I was standing in a dark grassy field looking out over a starry night sky. I rubbed my hands together to stabilize myself and scanned the horizon for the moon. It was pretty low on the horizon and slightly covered by some dark trees, but as I looked at it, I thought "I wonder if I can still do that ki flying thing... aiming for the moon would be a huge success." So I did! I focused my attention on the moon as a goal and I jumped into the air, flying towards it. I almost fell at first, and kind of dropped to the ground a bit, but I ignored it and kept my focus on my goal, and soon I was flying at super human speeds with the moon growing bigger and bigger. The moon was coming up pretty fast, so I threw my legs forward so I could land on my feet and descended. The moon was pretty small... it was like the size of King Kai's planet. I wandered around and looked at all the craters, then sat down and ran my hands through the sandy ground. Moon dust! The stars in the sky were even more awesome on the moon. I noticed off to the side was a little deep cave, so I leaned over and thought it would be cool to have moon-people, so I cleared out a bunch of rocks and stuff blocking the entrance and I saw some movement inside. But then I woke up.

I was in some kind of school-type setting, with a bunch of other people, and this guy kept checking me out and starting hitting on me and stuff. When he came over, I leaned over and whispered to him that I was going to go in an empty room down the hall, and that he should come out five minutes later after me, so we could meet up without everyone in the class knowing what was going on. So we met up in the empty room and had sex. Right afterwards, all the other people decided to move to that empty room, so we had to gather ourselves really quickly and pretend like nothing happened.

There was a mini-dream I had when I dozed off, it just involved me picking up daddy long legs spiders and one of them kept biting me. I looked at him walking along my arm biting me over and over and I was just all "Why you gotta do me like this, bro?!" Bah.

I was in an aquarium with Manei and Marcus. We were all wearing wet-suits and swimming around and there were all these different fish. Marcus said something about how well the police were choreographed. Then we realized we were being chased by police. Marcus had a small escape submarine but it was protected by a force field that he had to disable first. Apparently the force field was actually tank gravel suspended in a magnetic field used to protect the submarine from theives.

We got inside, somehow without using the airlock. The door had some kind of field like in the first star wars movie where you could come out from being underwater. I think a little bit of water had gotten into the submarine though. I remember the inside was full of board games and toys. I thought this was weird.

I remember we needed to escape because the police were going to catch up. Marcus told the AI to run the thrusts. Apparently, the thrusts ran off of Biomass from living humans so you had to sacrifice a part of your body if you wanted to make them go. He said he wanted to the AI that he wanted to sacrifice his feet to help us escape. The AI said that was sufficient biomass for a short thrust. I saw the submarine started moving but his feet became smaller and more bony. It didn't look painful though. In fact, I didn't think he even cared. Well I cared...

"No! Wait Stop! Watch this! AI, use my tonsils, my wisdom teeth, and my appendix!"

"New biomass selected."

I didn't feel any changes in my body except a slight tingling in the back of my mouth.
We traveled through a coral reef for a minute. But all the coral looked fake, and there were only a few fish/aquatic animals that were not very colorful or interesting. Eventually we came to the surface. We were in a pool of water under the parking lot of my high school.

There was something important to Manei and Marcus in the dream. We were characters in a video game. Marcus was like the character in the tutorial level, and Manei was the companion character. This is why Marcus was supposed to sacrifice his feet, because he could only help and guide you from a distance.

A car drove up. It was black and I think it was unusually wide and flat. I remember thinking about the arrangement of seats inside was 3x3 and that had some significance. In it were a bunch of clones of Psy. (The guy who did the Gangnam Style Dance.) I said something to him. But he then pulled out a giant bazooka and said that this was because I didn't like his new song. (Unpopular opinion: I don't really like Gangnam style or Psy in general. ._.) He shot at the side of the submarine that had morphed into a bus. The rocket made a pitifully small explosion and did no damage.

Marcus portaled away leaving me and Manei to fight. We didn't have any weapons. I poked up out of the porthole and I asked her to hand me all of the board games and toys. I started throwing them at the large black car. I remember the front hood would open and close and snap like a jaw and the front end of the car was bouncing up and down. I think it had metal teeth. I was trying to throw something into the engine because it was like a video game weak spot. More and more Psys appeared and started advancing on us in phalanxes, doing the gangnam style dance all the way. Manei said we had run out of board games to throw so I told her to just give me anything.

...

I was then in the movie theater in my town and there was a trailer for the new pixar movie. The movie started off with a Dinosaur trying to build a house out of longs and tie it together with vines. He said something sad about how he knew that the meteor that killed the dinosaurs was going to come and kill them all because he was going to be re-incarnated as it.

As he was finishing building the house, he stood on the roof and pulled one of the vines tight with his mouth. But one of the logs broke because he was standing on it. He got very sad and just sat under the house anyway and cried.

It then showed a dragon named Lionheart. She had a really big/thick body and six short legs along with short stubby wings. She was light bluish green with dark blue stripes. Apparently she was the last dragon who died 600 years ago. She was flying above the ocean during a stormy night.

Lionheart stopped on a small island with one palm tree and curled up. She said that she was dying now, but would next be re-incarnated as a flag. She then vomited up a blue banner and died. Her body turned into fireflies. The blue banner was made out of a really tough sort of silk material that was unbreakable. It had a gold embroidery on the edge. Then a blue circle outline appeared in the middle of the banner and glowed brightly for a second before just turning into a white printed circle.

The banner was left partially buried in the sand and the island slowly sank. The island became known as Clusterbottom because the sand still made a cluster on the bottom.

The Secret of Clusterbottom 12345678910 was the title of the movie. It ended with a character saying that "In order for you to gain something, you have to lose something first."

...

This was what Manei called a dream of a dream. It was supposed to be the future, but we were still speaking in the present. It was weird, we were dissonant from the rest of the environment. In the dream we had a family... three kids I think. Born as triplets. Two girls and one boy.

"Ugh. How could you stand having all these kids?"

"You forget. This doesn't have to be our future if you don't want it. In dreams, the past, future and present are not set in stone. They [are dynamic]. We can change the past when we go to the future. This is just one possible future that we can live. This is why your body doesn't age or change in a dream, because we chose to stay at a young age out of preference."

I remember looking in the mirror and seeing that we both still looked exactly the same as we usually did. I then saw that our kids were painting these little clay pots. I instantly thought to myself that these are kids. They're probably just going to end up smashing these or painting poop or something. So I was pretty surprised when they just painted them. Each in their own style. I guess I should have had a little more faith in them than that.

I couldn't help but be fascinated in what they were doing. I don't remember if the kids had names. After all this was just a projection of one possible future. One of them seemed to be very perfectionist. Painting detailed zig-zags with a tiny brush. Another seemed very spontaneous, simply randomly splattering and smearing paint with her fingers all over the pot. Yet another seemed to be painting lettering all over the pot in some language.

"I'm sorry. But I still don't like this. I can't handle this level of attachment to the dream world. This is a beautiful fantasy, but I'm afraid this could ultimately do the both of us more us harm than good. Perhaps sometime in the future we can revisit this reality, but not right now."

"How do you know this isn't your destiny? I shared this dream with you once before, when we fist met. You denied it then and you have denied it now. All this time together and you haven't changed a bit."

"I don't have a destiny. These are my dreams, I make that so."

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I was back in the parking lot, but all the Psys were gone. I flew out of the bus because I felt like we were still being chased. I would have just flown away, but Manei told me to come back. I saw that the parking lot had morphed to a beach and the dinosaur from the pixar movie trailer dream was there.

We were walking along the beach. There was a lot of fog and rain/mist. I saw a number of brown brick buildings build at super fast speed. For some reason I told Manei and the dinosaur that seeing those buildings was a dream sign. I did a nose pinch and could breathe. It then became nighttime, and the sky was a pinkish color with many large bright stars but no planets. I told her that stars were also a dream sign. I lost the dream and woke up.

Challenge of the year: Tell me what the first part of this dream symbolizes.

It's Halloween, and I want to check out a house that I haven't been to—a local social media personality is having a party there.

The dream turns into an Alex Veras-style adventure, except that I'm an exorcist, so maybe more Felix Castor. I'm casting an exorcism. I try a traditional Christian exorcism but almost break down laughing, and switch to one using "spirit" as the anchor.

Now we're on a road trip.

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I'm at W Park (the one with the swans) with my family. Someone asks to have the water gun pointed at them while they're on the diving board because they forgot to shower before going in the pool. The pool and diving boards are within the park instead of across the way.

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Fragment: phone call

Night #5:

I remember having three other lucid dreams that night but every time I would wake up, I wouldn’t be able to remember a thing about them. It was quite frustrating! Maybe it was because I kept waking up coughing and being a sicky.

DILD:
I had a short moment of being lucid while driving some girls around in a van. I lost control of the car and ran into a brick wall, but I realized that it was only a dream and I could change everything back. So I rewound time until the car was fixed and we were going around that stretch again, and I didn’t crash the car that time. Then I lost lucidity while talking to the girls and got absorbed into the dream again.

Night #6:

DILD #1:
I don’t remember most of the details of this dream, only a small fragment of it. I remember being with some cocky real estate guy and transforming a house into a giant birthday cake but that’s about it.

DILD #2:
The same thing happened with the poor recall. I actually woke up from this dream super excited about just having had a lucid dream, then I looked over to tell Dreamer about it but as I opened my mouth to tell her, I had forgotten all about it.

I just remember becoming aware while meditating in the dream and I turned my body green and this vivid green, glowing aura appeared all around me.

Night #7:

My sickness turned into a sinus infection. So I’ve been having awful headaches and almost all foods smell strongly of rancid vinegar to me, but I think I’m starting to get better now, so hopefully my recall will start to improve!

DILD #1:
I became lucid while asking a receptionist guy about some mean DC girls that were bullying other girls. He said that they were ‘student leaders’ and they worked for the school. Suddenly I was in a prison filled with prisoners that happened to be old friends of mine from high school. I started flying around their heads by humping the air – Each time I would thrust I would get a little bit higher.
I told them that if I kept doing this I would eventually build up enough power to be able to teleport out of prison and escape. I teleported to a shopping center. One of my old best friends was there and he was chugging a gallon jug of chocolate milk. He said that it gave him the energy he needed to teleport places. I drank some of it and walked through the automatic doors of the store. Then a commercial for the drink started playing that talked about how this drink would give you reversible weight gain, so that you could use all your energy in a flash. There was some kid going down a waterslide into a giant pool of chocolate milk. I lost lucidity and appeared at my parents’ house when the commercial ended. My mom was going through my childhood room while eating a bag of old potato chips and saying something about Rum Ham. There were Australian $2 coins on the floor and I had a feeling the cops were coming to get me.

DILD #2:
I don’t remember this one very well either. I just remember being lucid and having Dreamer sing for me, it was beeeauuuuuutiful!

WILD #1:
There were all kinds of noises going on outside (see ~Dreamer~’s latest DJ). Some lady was yelling at her dogs for barking and it would only make them bark even louder, maybe they thought she was barking with them or something.
But I was feeling really peaceful and content despite all the chaos around me. I sat with the wonderful feeling and waited for a dream to start.

I started outside of a lovely beach house. I thought to myself, “Yes! I’ve always wanted to go to a beach house”, then started to wander up the front steps.
I made the front door open with telekinesis and took a peek inside. There were huge windows on all of the walls which let soft morning light come in from all sides to illuminate the parquet floor. A woman was sitting in a chair at a small table, sipping coffee and reading a newspaper. She had short, light brown hair, green eyes, and an olive complexion. I went over, kissed her, and gave her right boob a little squeeze. She looked up at me with a very kind face and smiled at me. I tried to change her face into something else but it didn’t work very well. Only her nose got a bit thinner and her skin color became more vibrant. There was another woman that was standing across the room, fiddling with some papers on a table. She said something about celebrating my graduation. I ignored her and saw a bowl of fruit on a table. I looked intensely at it and made 2 apples, 2 oranges, and a banana fly up into the air. Then I casually strolled towards the backdoor so that I could go outside. I stood on the read wooden deck and leaned against a rail while I stared out at the ocean and tried to remember what I wanted to do.

I remembered that playing with the elements was a fun one to do. I turned around and saw my university diploma hanging on the wall. I raised my finger and tried to make flames erupt from my hand, but nothing happened. I touched the diploma and it wilted everywhere that I touched, as though my hand was fiery hot. Still not satisfied, I turned my hand over and saw that I was holding a grill lighter. I pulled the trigger on it and a nice flame came out. I used the flame as a source of my fire power and made a stream of fire burst forth from it. The flame danced in the air in whatever pattern I told it to. I drew shapes and words with it all over the place by tracing with my finger exactly what I wanted it to do, it was pretty fun! I turned my hand over and the lighter disappeared.
I turned around to see what was going on inside and I noticed that a giant Santa Claus looking fellow had joined the ladies. I tried to make time slow down for all of them by imagining a ticking clock sound getting slower and slower. It wouldn’t work, so instead I imagined pushing a fast forward button, and they started zooming around the house. I changed it to slow just for fun before returning time to normal. I walked back into the house which had transformed into having an enormous ballroom with greenhouse style skylights, fancy dinner guests, and a band that was playing soft jazz music. The party was to celebrate my graduation I guess. I was suddenly wearing a suit and I think that I had a glass of wine in my hand, and I’m pretty sure I tried some as well. I saw these beautiful women walking in. They were wearing very expensive looking dresses. I turned to the lady bartender and asked her when the strippers were going to arrive, using her to summon some strippers. She turned around to get right on it. While I was looking at the bar, I remembered a dream that Dreamer had recently told me about, where she dove into a brick wall. I decided that I liked that idea and that I was going to dive straight into this bar. I jumped towards it head first and smashed my face into bar’s hard surface. I was not be deterred though! I slowly pushed my way into the bar and then moved through it until I was on the other side. Everything was dark at that point though. I could feel the room around me but I was like a ghost in that world now, unable to interact with or be seen by anyone. I moved around the bartender lady to try to get her attention, then gave up and teleported.

I opened my eyes and saw that I was now in front of a giant video game museum (it was like I was in an RPG, the museum wasn’t dedicated to video games). I was with someone too, and I’m pretty sure it was Dreamer, it felt like her energy anyways. I remembered that I wanted to open Pandora’s Box, so I turned around expecting to see someone there that would give me the box.
There was this magnificent park with a huge open space in the middle where a giant Princess Peach was sitting. She was about twice the size of a large house and she was surrounded by bright green trees. She had a large chest in her hands that was Pandora’s Box!

I ran up to her with Dreamer and a huge grin spread across my face. I jumped up super high to try to get to the box but it wasn’t enough, so I took a second jump mid-air (by stepping on the air). Then I did a couple front flips and landed in Princess Peach’s hands. I opened Pandora’s Box and there was another chest inside that was covered in gold and various colored gems. An RPG like cut-scene happened with beautiful animated graphics, but I skipped it because I wanted to open that second chest! I appeared outside a shop in an animated Japanese town. I had light brown hair, a white shirt, and black shorts. I didn’t like my appearance so I changed into Cloud from FF7, then got ready for an awesome RPG adventure! I woke up. I stayed still and tried to imagine opening the chest because I was so damn curious and there was a golden key inside of it that was called ‘The Key of the Abyss’. Aw well, fun dream! It was really cool seeing such an enormous Princess Peach.

I did a WBTB and tried to WILD but i had some problems falling asleep and i have a long week in front of me so i aborted and shot for a DILD (awarness should be high enough after such an attempt)

Dream starts with me trying to fall asleep. i stand up and sit at the computer and play a 2D game similar to Gurk or Pixeldungeon [interesting, didnt play any game like for 3 month or so]. i thought as long as i dont get to exited i might fall asleep again. i lay down in my bet again but my roomates alarm clock started ringing so i stood up again and went to the living room. there were my roomate with his girlfriend. i set to them on the couch still trying somehow falling asleep. after we talked something or they tease me with something i decided to try again go to bed. i went to my room [looked completely different then my room] and noticed a bong standing next to my bed. i wondered why it is there and thought maby my roomate whom AC was ringing decided to sleep in my bed?! i took it and wanted to bring it away [i hate the smell] and for some reason did a nosepinch. i somewhat couldnt belief it and looked on my hand too and counted finger because i just didnt suspect it. i am lucid and my first task is to phase thru a solid object because its the only thing missing on my 3 task and i want to pick some new next week. my door is closed and i try to move thru it. it dont work. i try again with some speed nothing [how realistic hard a door can feel in your dream...]. it seems that i am not completly grounded yet and decide to fly around in my room. but that dont want to work either. so i leave the room (old fashioned way, how laborious ) and move in the living room again. my vision is pretty dark and i decide to search my glasses which are night vision glasses i look in my pocket but cant find them so i summon them behind me on the ground. i go there but they are not there. but i look more precisely and find them 2 feet away. i put them on and it feels strange like somone stepped on them. its crooked and uncomfy but i ignore the fact and indeed everything gets more brighter. i am positivly suprised because i didnt think it would work. on the couch my roomate and his girlfriend are sleeping. i move in the room next to the living room and there is a friend of mine L. i remember that there are points for asking a DC for advice and so i do: "Do you have an advice for me?" L:"Yes" Me: "and what is it" a little pause like i perplex him "When you clean the apartement with your roomates one of you should stay away afterwards so its longer clean" or something.... i didnt even let him finish this bright and awsome advice and phase through some plants and the window to the outside. i land there and think about what to do next. a car is driving in my direction and in the last moment i jump over it. i move to a busstop and on my way there is a woman with a dog. while i pass the dog i pet the dog shortly. i think about to summon a nice girl (faye reagan inspired by a DJ entry of a competitor ) put i first switch the streetsite. it looks like autumn. there are a lot of brown leaves on the street its wet and windy. i let one of those leaves fly with telekinese. i want to switch streetside again but its windy like fuck. i start screaming "wind stop STOP" because i´ve read that you sometimes need just to shout commands but i think i get to ruffled up because everything got black. i tried to DEILD but suddenly my body got hot and i started to sweat so i descided to write the dream on paper.