non-lucid

14-Aug-2015 Time:1:15am.

There is a shirt we were talking around it (few people surround the shirt).
Then my cousin brother R comes and fear that the shirt packet is having a patch like heart in the pocket. I don't know what to do, I am angry and quarrel with him. I ask him why he tear the shirt as I was using it. He dodges and a fight of pushing by me ensued.
[ i wake up ]

First Half of Night

-Turning on the shower, about to step in when I notice it's really small. I get a bigger view and realize I'm in what looks like a small laundromat with no windows, but it's all steamy and has a bathroom vibe. Everything is nice and clean and brightly lit; the tile is a light rose pink color while the walls and ceiling are a bit darker and less pink, more grey/beige. Anyway, I KEEP TRYING to get in this "shower", even though it looks exactly like a dryer now, just with a small shower head inside which is spraying water everywhere. I stick one leg in before I realize that this is a terrible idea: THIS one is way too small! So I go to a bigger one.. I get all the way inside and crouch down, then close the door. I sit in there for a minute, wondering what will happen (this one doesn't even have a shower head..) before I FINALLY realize this isn't a freaking shower.. I frantically open the door, get out, and that's all I remember of that one.

-I'm in some kind of office building. The place is kinda plain, but pleasant and very casual. There are a few simple plants in large pots here and there. I'm with either Li or De and we go into a small, almost empty room. It has two large windows with cheap plastic blinds drawn down and slightly opened to let some light in. There are a few small wood cabinets and a big, thick, quilt-like blanket in the middle of the floor. There are lots of soft, rosey/mauve pinks in this building, too.. hm. So the buidling is filled with all female doctors and nurses, I think all with brown hair, all with hair down, all wearing pretty casual clothes for a job like that. I think we're here to help Li/De get pregnant or something. We somehow use a small, old, convex-screened TV to impregnate ourselves. It works instantly and the pregnancy just happens all at once, so 30 seconds later you have a baby. So, I end up having two babies.. it felt a lot like irl but much less painful thank goodness. The first one is a girl and the second is a darker complected boy that seems really light, like he's a preemie. There was much love and I just couldn't stop gushing over them.

-Looking at pics on C's phone with him. There are drunk picks of Z and N that I guess they sent him the night before. In one of N, she's IN a metal tub full of whiskey, all the way up to her neck in it! She's smiling drunkenly and one of her eyes is wandering lol.

-I find an old file for a PS2 game, but in my computer. My Dad's there and recognizes the game as one I'd played with my friends a lot when I lived with him. I open the file and it shows two gifs next to each other. The left one is like a brownish reddish gold-sparkley waterfall thing, like the goldish water is flowing over layers of brown and red rocks, with golden light shining down on it. The right side I think is a zoomed out view of this, but a little different. As I look it seems to change into surreal bleachers, like stadium seating. It's just a MASSIVE wall of them, with the brown representing the far wall (translucent and organic-looking with light shining through) and the red representing PILES of humanoids crowded into the bean-pod-like stands. It's much shadier in here than in the other picture. I see that a few of the people are HUGE and stand far above the others, but they're still just red figures to me for the most part, all waving their arms and cheering. Me and my Dad looking at this turns into us and J looking at an art book about the "most attractive characters in gaming". There's a section of just aliens that I'm curious to see, but my Dad keeps trailing about the beginning of the book. I make him skip ahead to the aliens and me and J just talk about which ones we think look best lol. There's one I like that she doesn't that's like a big, white, non-slimy salamander with really close-together blue eyes. It looks kind of snake-like, facially.

-I'm seeing something in my head, like as if I'm imagining what someone is telling me. I see a dark hallway in an old, dusty house. An old woman is kneeling down, reaching into a hole in the wall where a grate has been removed. Next to her is her old robot, lying there, decommissioned, dead. It's kind of female looking, with a cone "skirt" and slender arms and legs. There are spindley, black appendages and wires sticking out of her every which way. I know that this robot was the old woman's only companion for years and years and that she used to have many robots. I also know that there is no human in the world that remembers the old woman. She's reaching into this hole, using one of the robot's extended appendages to attempt to fix something, probably the house itself, because the lights are out. Later on, I'm with C in the lobby of a theater. It seems to be themed like the "old days" because most everything is made of wood, and the fancy stuff of brass. We approach what looks like an old claw machine, but with four small sections and no claw. There's a button for each section and inside the glass part are name tags. They're each characters from a game, I think all robots. There's one name that's in quotes: "Machina". I know somehow that this is a fake name covering up the fact that this is actually the most epic robot from the game who's supposed to be dead (this comes from the robot that was with the old lady I think). I tell C this, he presses the button and the robot's voice comes on. It's old and British and male and we know immediately it's who we think it is. I can't remember his real name but I think it begins with C or CL.. He denies who he is and "hangs up" We go to the next machine, which is identical except instead of "Machina" it says "Corn Dog" lmao. I tell C to press that one and when he does, a HUGE hot dog (no bun or anything) SPLOOTS out of the back wall inside the glass and slides down to the front. I have theory that one of the employees got lazy and just "shoved corn dogs in there" instead of taking care of the machine.. wtf lmao

This is just a mash-up of non-lucid dreams and stuff from the past few days. In no particular order other than the order that I decided to write it down.

"Now remember, when browsing youtube looking for EDM, the attractiveness of the woman in the thumbnail is usually inversely proportional to the quality of the music."

-Marcus.

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I remember I was a colonist on a tropical/desert island. We had erected a small camp, not unlike Jamestown with three walls and only a few buildings. Not long after, we made contact with a native tribe. They welcomed us with what seemed like open arms, and wanted us to join their tribe.

There were three trials that we had to pass in order to become 'one with the people' or something like that. It was also some kind of competition, and there were many other people competing. Most of them were boys around my age, but there were a few girls, and there were some people with more varied ages. But I was in the majority.

Some chieftain guy explained the first challenge. Everyone in the tribe had to understand suffering and hard work. So we had to climb this huge sandy hill. It seemed easy at first, but once you got about one third of the way up, the consistency of the sand changed and it became very slippery and difficult to climb. Some people managed to make it about two thirds of the way up before sliding back down.

I came back down to the bottom. Some of the other DCs were already giving up, while others still stubbornly stuck to trying to climb the hill.

Now the sandy slope was bordered on either side by a thick canopy of mangrove trees, and almost the entire thing was in the shade. Hanging from the trees were vines. I then decided to try another approach. I climbed up a tree and got into the canopy with the vines. I then simply climbed up the slope using the branches and vines in the tree. Sure, it was still hard, but I made it to the top before anyone else.

To my surprise, the cheif was actually very disappointed in me. He told me that the slope was meant to teach people that even if something starts out easy and gets hard you should stick to it, because eventually (one of the other guys, a Jack look-alike, makes it to the top of the sandy slope, but he's totally puttered out and collapses on the ground.) You will power through and succeed. If you give up on one approach, you're throwing away the time and energy you put into it.

I can't decide if that's really profound or him just being a jerk. Probably both.

...

The second trial had something to do with crossing a river, and the third had something do with a bear.

...

Eventually, we got to the tribal village where the cheif was. I had been disqualified for my 'dishonorable actions' on the first trial and had been walking along a secondary trail with the cheif and some of his warriors. The tribal village was for some reason, laid out exactly like my own subdivision, only the homes had been replaced with tribal longhouses, and the roads were dirt streets.

There was the Jack look-alike who was totally exhausted. The tribe chief had these two girls come out with a big roasted pig. He ate the whole thing in about fifteen seconds and when he was finished his stomach was really big like in a cartoon.

I remember all of these people from our village started coming in. I then remember thinking of how when the native americans first made contact with the colonists, so many people on both sides were killed by disease. I tried to warn the chief but he wouldn't listen to me.

The dream zoomed in on all of the viruses transmitting from one group of people to another and a narration voice told me about how soon 92% of them would be sick or dead and there was nothing that I could do to stop it. I then realized that I didn't care because I was dreaming.

-+-

There was a long string of dreams that I recall, mostly nonlucid. There was a very complex plot about radioactive waste had contaminated large portions of the planet and entire countries had to be evacuated. Mass panic and chaos. I had been separated from my parents, but the slightest hint of lucidity seemed to dampen any amount of investment I had in that fact.

I was riding on an evacuation bus. Outside it was dark, and there were people everywhere, panicking. I felt safe, because the bus we were in was an armored military bus of some sort and even though they were doing things like shooting us with rifles and throwing Molotov cocktails at us, the bus seemed to continue moving no matter what.

I remember this guy who was sitting next to me on the evacuation bus. He looked kind of like my dad, but he was a little bit younger/taller. He had a very proper deminor as well, wearing a suit coat and tie.

"Young dreamer, I have three questions for you: Number one: Will you turn into a girl and make me younger so we can have sex? Also, I want to have it in your bedroom because it won't matter if we make a mess."

I get a visual of my bedroom, only it looks as though some of the furniture has been moved around. The bed looks smaller than usual, and even if I were to say yes, there's no way that bed is gonna hold this guy. He's huge.

"No."

"Number two: What is more important when playing a sonic the hedgehog stage? Getting an S ranking or getting all the rings?"

I get visuals of playing what looks like a really hard sonic the hedgehog stage in the sky. There are only lots of rings, lots of enemies and a few bouncy wall platforms and grind rails. Whoever is in control is expertly navigating it though.

"I don't know."

"Number three: (Taking a small waffle press out of his briefcase and plugging it into an outlet on the interior wall of the bus.) If I put three fingers in my portable waffle maker, how much delta-V will I have left over?"

"What??"

No visuals that time. Just my confusion.

...

Years later. I was living in a small town in what had formerly been the middle of the pacific ocean. Whatever catastrophie had struck the world had drained the oceans, or at least moved them around. Most of the people drove around in tiny electric smart cars. The town had a few modern buildings built of brick and concrete, like for the shops and stuff, but a vast majority of the homes were log cabins, as was mine.

Mine was particularly small, because I still lived alone. I remembered thinking that it had been fifty years or more since the catastrophe, but I still hadn't aged a bit. Supposedly, this was another odd side-effect of whatever had happened. I still lived in this small, humble house. I grew potatoes, lettuce and wheat in my yard, and I also had an apple tree.

Stuff from the world before the catastrophe was hard to come by. One of the few things that I had was a Katana that I kept on the wall of my cabin. I also had a very large dreamcatcher that had been made for me by an elderly woman who lived in the town. I would practice with my sword everyday after I came back from my job as a farmer. I practiced a unique style of swordfighting that was difficult and unpredictable where I held the sword with a reverse grip.

I was teaching a young girl. Her appearance doesn't come to me but she was a prodigy who's skill would soon surpass my own. There was also some romantic development between us, despite her being somewhat younger. I was planning for her to forge her own sword soon.

I recognized that I was a character in a story. I forgot what happened here.

-+-

I was traveling by train. The train was more like a row of moving stone buildings that slid along a stone track. The train was pushed by sails. My final destination was a beautiful oriental city built in the middle of the lake that was surrounded on all sides by tall, beautiful mountains. The water was shallow and had clusters of lilly pads and small islands in places. I remember all the buildings in the city had blue roofs and white walls. There was a towering pagoda over the center of the city.

The sail-train pulled into the station and stopped. I got off. I was surprised, that from the outside the city looked to be a small, tightly packed cluster of buildings, but on the inside it was huge an open, with gardens, parks and plazas. It still retained the original architectural motif.

...

It became nighttime. Po and the Furious Five from Kung Fu Panda appeared. We were in this dojo courtyard with black and white stones making a Yin Yang. Po said he wanted to practice fighting with me. I practiced with him. He was really good. Even better than me, I think. I don't remember the details of the fight, but at one point I know he kicked me into a post.

Tigress said there was some bad guy that we had to chase down. We all started running and jumping over rooftops to chase this guy down.

-+-

I went to a movie theater with my mom,dad,aunt,uncle and cousins. This guy was trying to sell us a double ticket where we could watch two movies, one right after the other and pay less. My dad said that he wanted to take the deal. We were going to watch Ant Man then Fantastic Four. I told him I didn't want to do it because I wanted to go home and fall asleep so that I could lucid dream.

...

I was at a pool/indoor water park setting. I wanted to go down the biggest water slide. I went down, but for some reason it was really bumpy. Like going down stairs on your butt. When I hit the bottom, I saw that I was now in my grandparents' house. Though the floor had been replaced with this dark spruce wood.

I slid across the floor. It was really slippery.

"Oh... I'm going on a journey..."

I saw that at the end of the hall, where the entrance to their garage is, the house continued. It gave way to this very dreamlike room that was huge and had giant, unusual furniture. The wooden floor split into two slides and I continued along one of them. Somehow not falling of, since there were not rails to keep me on.

"I'm going on a better journey..."

I was an agent in the Matrix. I received information that redpills have breaken into the Matrix, and are looking for something on a construction site. With two other agents I quickly took over workers and ran after them. We chased them into a dead-end, and started to fight. I smashed concrete with bare fists, giving some heavy strikes to redpills. Somehow, they managed to push us back, and ran back to construction site. I quickly took over a forklift driver, and drove after them with as much speed as forklift can offer, which is not too much. However, it was enough to kill one of them with fork, but two of them escaped.

Suddenly Matrix received an error, and I found myself in my house. It was a big party over there, and a total mess. There was a blonde woman close to me. She was wearing a blue dress, and she had glasses. She started the conversation, talking about her recent travels. I mentioned my latest trip, which ended with rights to classify wood resource types and sell them. She was interested in the topic, but she had to go. I wandered the corridor for a while, and then I just woke up in my bed. Next I went to the toilet.

got to bed at 10 pm

i sit with someone in a car and we are on a bridge. Someone from down is provoking me with some rubbish talking. i jump out of the car into the water under the bridge. the water is deep and i swim and swim up again to the surface. i start slowly to breath under water.
i realize that i am dreaming and doing a nosepinch (not only i can breath underwater, i can even breath with my nose shut under water xD)i leave the water and there is a kiosk under the bridge. the guy i there and first thing first i let him eat a booger freshly out of my nose... kind of disgusting i think but he deserved it. i let him buy me some club mate (limonade) and keep going.
Transition:
i am in supermarket with a firend of mine. i want to summon a known person. i think about a acquaintance that is right behind me. i turn around and look around and find some feet away at a table the person sitting with her back to me (lets call her P). i shout her name and she turns around. i am happy that it worked.
we keep going and i am in a litte room now. the friend of mine is still with me. i want to try something new again and i ask a random guy to bring me something. i cant think of anything usefull so i ask him to go to P and ask her what time it is. he goes away and i see a clock on the wall. he come back after some time. he need a second to "remember". my friend wants to say something like "hey but there is a clock" but i raise my hand to stop her. the guy says: "P said it is 30 min after 3 o´clock. " i say: "You mean half past 3?" "Yes he answers" i smile because the clock is saying it is 4:50 [after i woke up i looked at the clock and it was 3:34...coincidence?] he wants to have something for his effort and i dont want to give him anything. he gets a little bit sad and i tell him he can have one of my club mate i get.
we keep going again.
my friend and i are now outside at a fireplace. i am really happy how well my LD is going on and i am really self-confident. i tell her it would be soooo good if she would remember the dream too not just me. i think about what to do next and the TOTM´s come in my head. i can remember riding a dino and go fishing but i alrdy have basic wings so i decide to ride some dinos. i think about how i could manage this and just try like i did with P. i expect in front of me some dinos. on the first try it dont work. i decide to turn my back and think about dinos that are behind me i just have a vague imagination of a dino and that i want to sit on it. i turn back again but instead of dinos there are three horses which are mostly black or dark brown. my friend is laughing and we aproach them. i turn again and this time i think more specific about some little t-rexes and as i turn they turned into hip high little t-rexes but they act still shy like horses or dogs. i whistle and one of them is coming to me. i climb on him and we start to ride. he is uncomfortable because his hip bones push into my ass. as i think about it that they are more like little dogs i am riding on he morphs into a dog. nonetheless i still riding him and we jump over a fence. someone wants something from me but i just ignore him and ride here and there. i think we enter then a rail station?!
i am infront of a railstation and think about what to do next. the friend of mine is still there. i think about the black hole task and remember that some of you dont needed to fly into space but just summon a black hole somewhere. again i think about that somewhere behind me is a black hole and i then turn around and keep running because i know that it is just around the corner of the station. i keep running and i see the black hole. it is 1.5 to 2 meters big and is more like a portal transparent and in the middle black and dark. i jump in and while jumping asking myself where i will land?
i jump through it, roll of and i am still there. in the first moment i think "him this was more boring than expected but then time slowed down and everything got a hint of blue or yellow. the effect didnt last long and everything got normal again. i think what tasks i have and i remember that i want to find my mentor in my dreams. i go to a guy sitting on a bench and ask him if he knows where my mentor is. but even before he answers i know that he is just a stupid dumb guy from whom i wont get any answers. he just answers "no" and shakes his head... too bad...
i then decided that i´ve done enough and can enjoy myself a little bit like fryingman is doing like alot xD

Spoiler for Cavemanmode:

i search a nice girl to get a bj. there are some girls and boy sitting in long small floor (like a train?!) and i go thru the floor and looking for the right one. i talk to one but somewhat its not what i am searching for. i go to another table and start to undress myself. i prompt a girl to follow my lead but the guy next to her says she is just 18. i think about it and say ya thats young but on the other hand adult is adult... nevertheless i turn around and go to another girl sitting on a bench without backrest. i turn her back into a horizontal position and put my you know into her mouth so she can suck. it feels okay but he dont get that hard like i would like and she could do better. i press her up and go outside again.

i think about what to do next and imagine a global map. i see it and think about where to go. a loading screen starts and i am waiting.... after some seconds i decide to wake up to remember the dream because it was pretty long.

i think i never had a so long LD. i could complete more than one task i wanted and didnt fell once into the void. it was an awsome feeling to have the time to try so many different things and just to get whatever i wanted. sure i dont know why i summon P and not someone else like a friend or somehing because in RL i just know her and have nothing to do with her. and sure i could have asked the guy to bring me something more interesting but everything just worked and even if i needed a second try it didnt set me up and it was nice to be so direct and dont have to say please to get what i wanted.
this really lifted me up on a new level of LD experience!!!

some dreamfragments later that night:
-i am in a big flat. i am searching a toilet and find one in the kitchen behind a fridge standing in the middle of the room. the "toilett" is a round little thing where you normaly could wash your feet or something. i start pissing but gets disturbed by someone coming. i talk to the person but search on a different place for a toilett i run some stairs down and find a proper bathroom but my chef is coming down too and i offer him the toilett and i want to take the urinal. but somewhat we talk that much that i dont do my business.
i am in some sort of restaurant or something and i am searching for some hiden door or exit or something. i have an envelop in my hand. i get lucid and do a short nosepinch. i deside to rub my hands to stabilze but because of the envelope in dont work like i would like to and the dream gets unstable and i get black vision. i dont fight it and wake up/transition in NLD.
-i´m standing at a terrace at a wooden cabin. a friend of mine stands next to me and asks me when i kiss a girl in a dream if it is real or just imagination. i tell him it is real and you can really feel it and not just imagine it. and kissing is the innocent staff you can fell reffering to my spoiler
-i lying across on my bed and i am awake and cant sleep. someone comes in to wake me up but i am alrdy awake. he says my pupils are dilated an he knows what that mean (i think i took some LSD)


NLD
LD
Thoughts/Explanation

So I was in a shopping mall, but it felt like it was my highschool. Someone was telling me that Slayer had a meetup on the floor underneath us. I wanted to go there, but all elevators and all stairs were closed. Then I saw a few friends from my class and they couldn't get in either. Then after leaving the mall, I appeared on a gas station near a grocery shop. There I saw my dad going in a car with a huge beagle on the leash. Afterwards I saw my mom going in another car with a small white dog. I was trying to get her to look at me so I could tell her what's happening. She ignored me. It was strange to me so I tried to push a finger through my palm. There was a black spot building on the back of it. I wanted to test the lucidity without thinking too much about it (I thought i could wake up soon, because I already had a few dreams), so I just got into a Superman pose and flew away like a rocket. I was flying very fast, stopped at some point and thought what I could do. Then looked down and felt like I was falling. Then I turned the ground undernieth me into a beach.

I'm not sure if this was the end of a REM period or I just lost my consciousness because the next dream was about being on a beach.

So I dreamt that I was going back to elementary school for a visit with my class. There was something going on. If we found a pig in a wedding dress, and a baby cow, we'd get a prize. I found the pig- it was in a closet. Then I walked past a 3rd grade classroom to see that the kids in there had already found the cow. Then the dream shifted- I was at a hospital waiting room at night. We went outside (my mom, sister, brother and I) To see... Barack Obama! He needed a ride somewhere. That just seemed so strange to me, I did a reality check. My finger didn't go through my hand, but sort of "melted" into it. Eh, still, that wouldn't happen IWL! I plugged my nose too, and could breathe perfectly! I tried to take off to fly, but couldn't! I "woke up" and immediately did a reality check. Nope, still dreaming. I got up, but as soon as I did, I "woke up" again, and did a reality check, only to find that I was in yet another false awakening. I tried shouting "Clarity now!" a few times because everything was blurry, but it was no use. After a few more false awakenings, I woke up.

There's a very earnest-looking young man scaling the tower of a magician's castle, trying to reach the window where a woman is sitting. He incorrectly believes her to be held captive against her will and is trying to rescue her. She only notices him when he falls. Sounding bewildered, she calls down to him, telling him there's an easier way to get in on the other side of the castle; if he can't find it, just watch the rabbits, follow them. The man walks off.

Eventually, the woman comes outside to look for him. She finds him pinned between the wall and a black wolf with a white pattern around his eyes and chest. The wolf isn't doing anything particularly threatening. I'm aware that the wolf is the magician, though the man doesn't realize this, and the woman only suspects. The wolf starts acting like he's completely ignoring the man pinned against the wall and walks over to her, and she holds out her hand for him to sniff as if he were a dog. He ignores the hand and instead bumps his shoulder against her as he passes, and walks into the castle.

Inside, she sits the man down at the table with something to eat, and he says something that makes her laugh and twirl around. She's under the mistaken impression that he's looking for the magician, so she's treating him like a guest. She's treating the wolf the same way, and asks him which room he'd like to stay in until the magician returns. He bumps his head against the locked door of his own room, and she laughs and says sorry, no, that's quite impossible - even though she's fairly certain who he is at this point, she won't have him on the furniture in that shape.

Morning of August 16, 2015. Sunday.



Rewritten for clarification and supplemented Friday, 25 August 2017.

In the first part of my dream, I read at least halfway through a paperback crime novel (possibly by Erle Stanley Gardner, though this is not certain). I retain much of what I read for a few minutes after each page, enough to get a general idea of what the story is about, but I eventually forget most of it. It concerns a jewel thief who escapes by traveling by jumbo jet to another country while meeting a female on the airplane. He becomes interested in her and sees her again later on. She is a secretary that eventually goes to work for him.

My reading of the paperback crime novel expands into an amateur play aboard the airplane. I find at least two people (unknown and unfamiliar) who I decide to act out the story with as our airplane takes off and flies to wherever we are going.

One of these other passengers, who mostly stands to my left as I am seated on the right side of the airplane about the fourth seat back, is a young female who becomes wary about doing this as if perhaps she thinks that movies or plays made from novels are filmed or performed exactly as they are. For example, if an actor plays someone who is killed, the actor will actually be killed at that point. This seems to be an extraordinarily ignorant belief, yet in my dream, it seems typical of ordinary people to hold such beliefs. She eventually comments on the persona of the jewel thief in the story and decides to free herself of this little fictional drama and return to her own seat, no longer being interested. I am somewhat annoyed that the play was not completed, but my thoughts shift to other things.

There is an idea that I need to make a beanie. The beanie will have a blue and white mandala design spreading over the center from the top down somewhat like a simplified spiderweb design. Another (unknown) female complains about me wanting to create the beanie (which I plan on finishing on the airplane before we land) from scratch and asks me why I do not just buy one. (In some ways, this is like saying to someone who wants to learn to play guitar to go out and buy a music CD or someone who wants to build a house to just look at pictures of houses.) At any rate, I explain to her how the design and creation has to be mine (similar to a real life event when I made a headband, as it had to be a design taken directly from my dream). I start working on my beanie, but I do not complete it before I wake.

Meanwhile, I am given an on-flight meal which ends up leaving a horrid sweet taste in my mouth after waking. It is some sort of serving-tray-sized clump of thicker reddish jelly or conserves that is not fresh and is shaped somewhat like a land form relating to the Colorado Plateau. I do not want to eat it, but there is nothing else to eat so I eat most of it. I wake before the airplane lands.

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Time to explain the meaning of this dream, yes? I am certainly not talking about “interpretation” but about inherent meaning and why this dream is as it is.

Firstly, I am on an airplane. This usually has nothing to do with waking life (unless prescient or based on literal dynamics from recent experiences) but is an obvious dream state indicator. This is primarily based on the floating sensation of entering sleep and the residual memory of such. (How difficult could it be for a person of average intelligence to immediately realize this?) Over twenty percent of my dreams have more obvious flight symbols. This includes tens of thousands of dreams over a fifty-year time period. As a result, can you imagine what I think when I read about “dream interpretation” as the term is often used? (To be honest, I do not think you could.)

Then there is the paperback crime novel. Since being unconscious in the dream state is a “puzzling” state of awareness, the rendering becomes actualized in this case as a mystery novel and is even expanded into my dream’s environment as such (and how often would such an event occur in real life even symbolically?).

Why am I making a beanie in this particular dream? I am trying to implement a connection to my outer (conscious self’s) awareness in real time (and completeness in consciousness regarding what a mandala represents). There is non-lucid dream control. A part of me knows I am dreaming (as is most often the case) yet the lucidity is not viable or held within my dream self’s inherently fictional memory. Making this cap is similar to other dreams involving my dream self attempting to initiate waking (and this is also why there is no dominant preconscious personification or other preconscious factor). The unknown female complaining about me wanting to make the beanie is possibly a distorted perception of me believing (or actually perceiving within the same level of consciousness as her as we are sleeping) that my wife does not yet want to wake. This is certainly not meant to sound negative. No one else could even come close to her beauty or compatibility with me.

The weird dessert at the end of my dream likely relates to a few factors. (Red desserts have appeared in other dreams since childhood.) It may relate to having low blood sugar after a long sleep. It may be a rendering of the subliminal awareness of an odd taste in my mouth. Red dominating a dream typically means I have been sleeping a bit too long (or sleeping too long in one position). The association with a Colorado plateau may also indicate partial dehydration (and the need to rehydrate after waking, which is very important).

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See how this dream is based on the real-time dynamics of sleeping, dreaming, and waking rather than having feasible conscious self relevance as main factors in this case? A person of reasonable intelligence should be able to grasp this with no difficulty. Even so, most of my dreams have threads of literal prescience, which could not be discerned by “interpretation” either. Thank you for reading and understanding.

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I was driving a car to my garage. I was driving down the hill near a local day room. Suddenly something told me to stop on the road, but for some reason the handbrake wasn't working. I had to use it a few times until the car finally stopped moving downhill. I looked at another car that stopped in the middle of the road, and my previous teacher - a woman in early thirties went out of that car, and told me that my sister sold her that car. She gave me the money and took the car, and another driver took her previous car. I went home on foot, and saw that my older sister get back home from work abroad.

Sleeping: August 13th 2015, 11 PM (UTC +7)
Awake: August 14th 2015, 7:10 AM (UTC +7)

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

I don't know why, but school started being a sign in my dream (through previous dream journal). I love how it stresses me so much, freaking love it. LOVE. I can't remember when it started, I was in a classroom. Though the location wasn't possible within real life. It took half the (waking life) convenient store. Room consisted 36 desks for students, 6x6. I was sitting in column 5, row 4 counting from top left. Not too much are interesting, it was mathematics. Something about ratio, with business incorporated. I don't know why, but the class felt like it was supposed to run for 9 hours. 8:30 AM to 17:30. That's not even possible. I checked the clock several times, time went fast but I didn't notice the flow of it. Once it reached the time, we just got out and went home as usual. I just came by the store near my class, bought something before walking back home.

There went another boring day. However, I was (too) late and I just procrastinated. So, I did my homework right before getting into my classroom. Thanks to dreamy desk outside there. Some of friends came out and asked why I didn't go in, and just took a break, buying something, then went back to their class. Soon, I decided I should go in. I just went in and got prepared for my own doom, but nothing happened. I could just sit down on my desk and started studying things as teacher taught. Due to weird fatigue building up, I felt sleepy. I also saw my crush behind me and sleeping on her desk. I couldn't control it and just fell asleep on my chair either. Checked clock from my cellphones two times, it showed somewhere around 11 AM and 5 PM (actually showed as 17:xx as of 24-hours clock). After few seconds of fast sleep drifting, I felt my whole body paralyzed. I shocked and acknowledged it was possibly a SP. (SP within a few seconds of sleeping in a dream, what?) I realized I could use this, so I just calmed myself down and started being able to move. As soon as I moved off my (dream) physical body, I woke up in real life.

Tried recalling this and this is all of what I got. No natural awakenings throughout the night remembered also. Love the false lucidity anyways, as that lucidity is just fake one, for a dream inside a dream (which eventually means only one dream anyways).

Break In Distiller
I arrive at a house with REX and Bro. I sneak in the backyard and notice there's another dog. Both dogs are friendly to one another. I worry that i will lose sight of REX due to it being night time. I let both dogs out the front. REX is runs up the tree like a cat. I climb up and ladder to the top of a look out, which is near the tree, If not, the tree itself I'm worried about Rex getting down, so I unzip my jacket and zip it back up, this time with Rex under my jacket. I test the waters and see if I'll be able to get down backwards. It seems pretty sketchy due to the ladder not welded to the lookout. I fear the ladder will fall forward as I try and get onto it.
I see the other dog, it's pretty overweight. It walks off out of my sight. Im worried that I have probably lost someone's pet. I look into the distance and see the beautiful city lights. I think I can see crown from here. I seem to think I'm in Nat's area code.

I'm in the backyard and set up my water Distiller.

I get inside the house, and I assume people are asleep. I'm trying to be quiet due to not wanting to get busted trespassing. I go inside and bedroom and look around.

I see the family that lives their get up. I think they spot me outside, not realizing I had broke into their house. I'm in the kitchen with them. I can hear the Distiller going in the backyard, and worry that they may hear it. The wife goes through the bedroom that I was in earlier, and notices that something's have changed, but not enough to suspect anything.

I'm packing up the distiller quietly, due to the backdoor being open and I can see the son of the family. He has a beard. I thought he may have caught me sneaking the distiller out of the backyard. I hide it under a car out of front. I'm looking at where I stashed it from a distance, and notice that one of the parts of the distiller is designed like a smiley face.

I go back inside and I think the wife has realized I broke in or something. I make up an excuse that I'm homeless.

A Chat With Amy
I'm walking through a grocery store, and I think about maybe seeing Jade. Instead I see Amy, and we begin chatting. We talk about the norm. We talk for some time while still walking to our destinations. We trade texts also.

I reach my house which is not my house. It seems that someone has tried to break in.

I'm out the front of my real house. I'm moving Amy's bf (Damian) car around in different spots without driving it. The bf comes into the scene driving the exact car. I think this is going to be odd if he notices the other car that's identical. The other car disappears as he drives passed. I walk up a bit of a hilly drive way. Damian drive up the drive way, but his not in the car, it's other people that look familiar. I show them around the house, taking them to the bottom level where the people were. Pete Rad says a brief hi to them. It looks like he's losing his hair, it's looking thin.

Im watching an NBA draft game, which stars the young Aussie. I tell dad about him. Dad says his heard a bit about him. I tell him that he moves really well for a big guy.

So I had a dream that there was a Dinosaur Jurassic Park parade thing... (Hah)
Anyways, I guess I did something to PO a T Rex. And apparently, In doing so, I started a "Dinosaur kill everyone rampage" thing. Dangit, I just realized that would've been a great time to complete Advanced Task I. Anyways, I hid underground... After a long time, the dinos finally found us and I ran as fast as I could through an underground mine. I was eaten. Then I dreamt that I was in a super crowded minivan (Aka my family's minivan ) With people who were supposed to be the Chance family (from Raising Hope) and my aunt (who I mentioned in N2) Anyways, we were getting free pancakes and fries (both with syrup XD) By having Hope go in and getting a free meal, and then having me go in and getting a free kids meal.

8.15.14

Yesterday during my 2pm - sleep

Vivid
I'm looking out my parents bedroom window. Its at night but the moon and I think snow on the ground makes it almost bright outside. I'm looking at the young forest just across the narrow street. There are short 5-7 ft tall evergreens (in reality they are not evergreens). I imagine that with that strong moonlight and trees being not too close to each other I could see anything walking between them.

And ofc I start to see some animals. They are large, walking from right to the left, they keep appearing and disappearing between the trees. I think they are deer and they start jumping like african gazelle. It's all happening in total quietness, just a moonlight and the animals. It's eerie. Then the animals turn and start slowly walking towards me and to the right. Now I think they are tall and hairy lamas. And wooly mamuth are following them. I don't think those are elephants because of the fur. I'm kinda surprised.

Mow I'm on the bank of the river where I used to play as a child. I watch some animals in the water. They are goat. They get out on the other bank and some of the bank is sheer rockface. One of the goats is trying to walk on it and I see every detail of their body, hooves, the wet footsteps the goat is making and details of the rockface. The goat starts to slide down but all is ok, they are used to that.