non-lucid

Can't remember much now that I have worked all day and am about to go to bed again, so I am going to type in my senseless dream notes and try to fill in anywhere I can remember.

Dream One - Argument with Mom, hardware store, bad parking, re-park elsewhere, dude comes out with computer, game returned he didn't ask for, print outs are gorgeous, Snake and mouse. I can remember speaking to some guy at the end of this dream, and he just made me feel like he was cornering me or something. The moment I drew the analogy in my mind of him making me feel like a mouse trapped by a snake, I saw the very image of a snake attacking a mouse and woke up.

Dream Two - I am playing a game of some wort where I am playing as the bird adviser from the lion king, flying through rings that make a path through the sky and even down into the ocean. It must be some sort of Kinect or motion control games because when I struggle flying through the water I start waving my hands wildly and reaching out as far as I can and that helps me move through the water. After I come up out of the water I am suddenly an inkling from Splatoon and shooting easter themed bad guys shaped like robot bunnies and robot baby chics.

Yuuup, that's all I have. One dream that I have notes for that I can't even remember now and one dream that I can remember that was just plain weird o.O I figure this will be closer to my normal since I only get about 6-7 hours of sleep on work days.

I was in my house with my family, and we were hosting some sort of get-together for different friends and family members because of a previous event that I don't even remember.

Some guy and his cronies were also there. There were multiple people that I've never seen in real life but they all seemed familiar, but I felt like I had never seen that guy and his group before, but I knew that they had been attempting to steal our belongings. Eventually, he was caught and it was pretty easy to stop his group from retaliating since one just gave up and the other one was bribed.

Everyone in the house kept an eye on him to make sure he didn't do anything or go anywhere before the police showed up. While we were waiting I remember having an interaction with him. He seemed liked the type of person who hated life and the brief conversation we had was him mostly ranting.

Then he started heading towards the door. No one seemed to be startled by this, but i jogged up right next to him and opened the door. A "family friend" had shown up and got of their car. It was some old lady in a jogging suit. A small dog, that probably belonged to someone in the house, ran outside and greeted her. I looked over to the guy and he just had his usual grumpy face. Then he tried to walk away and I grabbed his shoulder and said, "Don't do it". He just looked at me for a moment before he walked to the center of the room and pulled out a gun. He aimed it at no one in particular as he looked around. Then his gaze fell on me and I was going to start talking to him in hopes of calming him down but.....my brother walked into my room, which woke me up, and told me he was gonna feed our cat.
(Which he really didn't need to do... )

That's A lot of Cake
I'm lining up somewhere with a couple guys. One of them is Andrew gaze. We're intending to buy 2 cakes, and will eat a quarter each. It's our turn to be served and one of us orders. I laugh as he orders, cause it's going to look odd walking off eating a quarter of cake. The lady hands us the plate and its a pretty big slice. Not only is a got a lot of width, it's got height too. We take the cake into another room to taste it. One of the guys is having a hard time eating it. He is trying the sauce, mixing one with the other. It seems sour or acidic to him. I reckon eating the cake itself would be more ideal. It would mix all the flavors together and could compliment each other.

Big Ben Bucks Headache
I'm with Ben and I ask him how the engagement went, but correct myself and say bucks. He says he fucked up a bit with the pool cleaners. He explains that he had them going in the wrong direction. He points out a ventilation system for the shower fan. He says this is the most simple and less effective system. I explain its use to him. I walk inside with him but have dirty feet. He offers me his thongs, so I slip them on. They're dirty too, so I have to walk in them funny, like on my soles. I picture Ben being a big black guy for a moment.
I'm back at blaxland and I see Kayley at the door. I hug her and kiss her on the cheek a few times. I think she is with Ben.

I'm looking at someone with a small growth hanging from their nostril. They're able to hide it if they please. A dr is having a look at it and says there's some good news about it. He's getting at that he will be able to burn it off. He also checks another of the persons issues, which is a long latex looking material that's stuck down their throat.

That's Not My Car
I'm out the front of a house. I may have driven there because I'm looking around for stuff in 2 of he guys. It's night so it's hard to tell. I mistaken one car for the another. I see a man walk towards me and soon realize it's Gary Craig, founder of EFT. I say "Hi Gary, how are ya?". I feel a little odd saying that because he doesn't know me from a bar of soap. He mentions a few things to me. Eventually he leaves and I say bye. I felt great that I met Gary. I begin looking through one of the cars thinking it's mine. I soon realize it's not the right car. It looks like an expensive car. It has a nice look to it, and long. I quickly get out of the car in case the owner sees me going through it. I would find it hard to explain what I was doing. Shortly after getting out of the car, I see it beginning to roll. I don't think quickly enough to jump in and stop it. It rolls into a house at slow pace. I don't think it damages anything, but would have got the attention of who was inside. I walk up to the house to see if I can see anyone. I see a person move off their chair which makes me a bit nervous. I realize that the car has disappeared, finding this odd I decide to do a RC. I count 6 fingers, instantly knowing I'm dreaming. I walk up to the door of the house to see if I can find someone. I see A girl walk towards me and I grab her. She is all for being man handled. First off I do some EFF on myself but seem to be just rushing it and not putting any thought into it. I'm too distracted by this girl. I hold onto her and do as I please. I feel her body and move her next to the wall where I pull down her pants. She has a nice Ass, which promotes me to eat her pussy from behind. It tastes like I remember it. The dream begins to fade due to body clock.

I have this girl in the bed with me and I'm treating her a helpless innocent girl. I think she likes this. I'm sitting on top of her and move closer to her face. I begin slapping my dick on her face, teasing her and getting her worked up. This may be the girl from lucid dream.

My 2 Second KO of Shonnie Carter
I'm in the UFC as one of the fighters. I think I'm Ricardo Lamas. I'm standing across from UFC vet Shonnie Carter. The fight starts and I knock Shonnie out within a couple seconds of the fight. I decide to perform a RC and realize I'm dreaming. I notice that the fight is about to replay itself again. I try to rush the process and knock Shonnie out before the fight even starts. I do this and rock Shonnie. It doesn't feel right so I let the dream run its course. As soon as the bell goes I run towards Shonnie and KO him in the same fashion. I couldn't really feel the punch connect. I jump up onto the octogen and look into the crowd. It's not the biggest of venues. It is only a single level seating. In my view I could see around 200 people. I decide to jump off the octogen and fly, but the dream fades. I brace myself for a DEILD. I wait in the blackness and try and bring on another scene. Now that I think of it, I felt like I was laying in bed at my old house in blaxland. Possible FA.

Side Notes: EFT doing it's work for me. Reality checking upon awakening without an issue.

Super late to bed, Very vivid dreams

+ summary: fly to Mt. T., how fast, overhead view, pace jet, land, empty water channels with automated mines at corner, teleport back home via phone call

I'm on the deck of my childhood home looking out at the view of the distant water and the mountain ranges across it. There is something in the way of the view of mount T across the water. To the right side of the deck I have a clear view but to the left there is something obscuring it. To the right I look at it, it is [false memory] like a little version of half-dome in the distance, sort of crumbling to the left side, a "bump" rising above the ridge. I take of and fly towards it.

I'm flying fast! I do a calculation of distance vs. time and come up with something like 1600 MPH. At one point I pace a fighter jet in the vicinity.

Coming up over Mt. T. I want to land at the visitor's center on top, I know you can hike there. Below me I see several choices, and I choose the one on the right where I see a big "+" sign from two long intersecting roads.

Down on the ground there are long narrow channels (empty). At a 90-degree turn to the left there are automated mine/drones that fly around and plug themselves into outlets (I hit away an enemy drone?). I get a call from (my parents?) and there's a big of simultaneous 1st/3rd person, I (he) needs to pick up the call then by hitting a button on the other end I/he will be transported back to the house

+ summary: in old PT neighborhood, more and more see businesses have moved in, very upset, should complain, a burger place is moving in right next door!

I'm across the street in my old PT neighborhood. I look at the house and it's been made into a Gap store, there's a postal mailbox up on a landing under a small awning. My wife is upset that this store has moved in to a residential neighborhood, it will bring traffic and crowds. How could they put a store here? I see strange street signs? I keep looking around at the houses on the streets around us and see indications that even more commercial stores have moved in: outdoor chalk menus, I see into a bar where people are standing (I go in at one point). I see that the neighboring home (there is no separation between the buildings) is planned to become a hamburger restaurant, I'm really upset about this.

+ summary: on deck next to lake, adjusting chairs in sun, fall in, see chairs under water, great white shark with huge crushing teeth; at our defensive wall, enemy group approaching, I call out warning and wonder when I should jump out with my (sword?)

Outdoors on a pier/dock next to a body of water, I'm sitting in white plastic lawn chair at the edge of the water. (I fall in?) I'm up on the dock looking down into the clear water and see 1-2 white lawn chairs about 10 feet down submerged (my wife complains that I let them fall in?). Underwater view: In the water to the right is a diver and a great white shark swimming around him. The shark opens its massive mouth and there are a number of huge, dull, thick cylindrical teeth that I think can crush anything.

I'm manning a (checkpoint? Barrier?) wall into our territory, I see a delegation of enemies (2-3) approaching, I call back to the leaders to let them know its approaching. I wonder when I should jump out through the opening with my weapon (a sword?) brandished, timed so that I do it right as they approach the opening.


+ summary: on supersonic open-top jet taxiing for takeoff, pilot is American, good I'll be able to understand him, he's southern with strong accent, crazy elevated twisting road [dream sign], pilot describes the meaning of the hand marks on the runway, at takeoff other passengers leave their seats for a good views for pictures, they're crazy I warn them, plane stars moving I'm not buckled in I manage to buckle before the G-forces become overwhelming

I'm on an open-top (no walls/roof) super-sonic jet taxiing for takeoff. I hear / know that the pilot is American, I'm relieved because then I'll be able to understand him when he speaks. The plane is maneuvering along raised narrow platforms, at one point it's turning onto another platform and I think there's not enough room to make the turn without falling, but then I see that an extension at the front of the plane is rolling along a parallel small raised path so the plane is supported. The pilot starts talking about markers on the ground (look like hands?), he has a thick southern accent and is not so easy to understand as I'd hoped. He has to always talk about these markers since the passengers always misunderstand them and get scared. They are marking points (where the plane is allowed to turn back?).

As we approach the take-off point at least 2 people get up and move around. One is a woman with a camera who moves to a little compartment on the wing and climbs in there (to get a good shot of the takeoff?). I call out to them to get back to their seats, they'll be blown away in the takeoff. As the plane starts accelerating for takeoff I try to buckle my seatbelt, I wonder if I can do it against the strong G-forces we'll be feeling soon. I am able to buckle my belt.

Morning of July 7, 2015. Tuesday.



My dream starts out like a typical imposer dream. The setting is our present house on W Street, though there is a slight change in the layout relative to size. My wife Zsuzsanna is sitting near our front window (sewing, I think, though her sewing machine is in our living room in reality) where there is more of a view of the neighbor’s house. I notice that the fence design is different. The thinner wooden planks had supposedly been horizontal (rather than vertical as in reality) but are now mostly decayed and lying on the ground. However, the first section of fence about three feet into the front yard division is still standing and made of brick - and is at least five feet high. There is a group of at least four young males. One of these males steps over the rotted planks into our front yard and this imposition immediately annoys me. I am thinking of going out and making sure they stay where they belong, but he goes back on his own. I speak about continuing the front part of the fence by putting more bricks in (not thinking about cost or work effort).

From here, I am concerned about the longevity of our wooden house. These thoughts do not result in any threatening event manifesting even though I consider the possibility of parts of the ceiling falling on us. Diverse features of the ceiling and the angles and differences in height in different areas are far more complex than in reality.

I am outside for a short time. I notice that one section of the sky to my right is different than to my left; a very distinct green color, which makes me think a really bad storm is on the way, perhaps a tornado (even though the sky to my left to the west seems normal and calm).

I go into our house, concerned about the possibly approaching bad weather. As I shut our front door, there is resistance and a pulling sensation and I think that it might be an imposing neighbor trying to get in to assault someone or burglarize, though it turns out that the door will not fully shut due to a large circular (slightly wreath-like) clump of grass being blown into the doorway above the doorknob and being stuck between the door and door frame at about shoulder level (mostly due to my closing the door so quickly that the grass did not have time to fall, the additional pull being caused by the wind). However, I do manage to get it closed. From here, I join Zsuzsanna and our youngest son, and the inside of our house then seems longer, though narrower, north to south, almost hall-like. There is soon a very eerie and human-like low-pitched howling of the wind, which we first think may be an old man or creature moaning just outside our front door. We end up still running, but in a sort of playful manner upon realizing the circle of grass stuck in the closed door is making a feature to cause sound to amplify and phase in this way.

The next scene involves other people being in our house, apparently by permission or just random passive characters coming into existence. Regardless of the weather concern, I sit down to consider a very large game board (about three feet by about one and a half feet) that has several different simultaneous game scenarios at once (though seemingly not at all related to each other). I take it apart (the board seems to have small joints whereby smaller sections connect), separating a section that appears to have some sort of Egyptian strategy game in progress (so that the other sections of the board displaying different cultures and battle scenarios do not distract from the seemingly individual game). The two buildings in the opposition look more like ziggurats than pyramids, though. I do not really reflect on why a person or group of people would have so many different things going on at the same time on the same game board. I am not interested in playing it now.

An older male sits on the couch (its position has changed; it is perpendicular to its location in reality; it faces east rather than north), apparently talking to a young Ava Gardner (December 24, 1922-January 25, 1990) - probably related to the fact that my wife had checked out a “Perry Mason” DVD set in real life (thus a distorted Erle Stanley Gardner association). I am not sure what the scenario is; perhaps he is coaching her in her acting, though he is seemingly her agent. I go over and notice that she is dressed in lacy black and is sitting back with her arms back (and knees up) on the floor. I grab her heels and lift them slightly. She then transforms into a Tweety Bird foil balloon (shaped like Tweety Bird in frontal silhouette) of about three feet long. I end up whacking the balloon by her “feet” (the balloon of which is still somehow her) against the floor (though I am not even focused on why) with a slight wariness that I probably should be doing something else.

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More missed dream signs.

Non lucid nap. It was super snowy outside, and I played in it. Slid down and around it. Even messed up the virgin snow as much as I could, like I always do in real life.

Later I was in high school band/orchestra. I volunteered to play 3rd chair behind Stephen: the talented horn player who could never get out of the 3rd band rut because they needed a good horn player in the 3rd band. Politics. At any rate, I was happy to play 3rd chair behind his 1st chair. And I think my subC mixed him up a bit with the horn-playing Stephen that I dated in college.

07/02/15

Note: It seems I am having more problems lately recalling much in the way of dreams. My recall has gone down a lot since I signed up here, which seems backwards to me... but I finally remembered one! An Assassin's Creed based dream:

Modern Assassin

I am wandering around what I recognize as a place I used to live when I was a kid. The place doesn't look like it did when I used to live there. All of the homes are on large lots with lots of oak trees, but the area behind the houses is now filled with tightly packed model homes where there used to be open forest. I find it to be very disappointing that the beautiful forest where I used to play as a kid has been destroyed. I remember the patch of wild raspberry bushes growing behind the house I used to live in. There's a long driveway leading up to the house, so I will most likely be seen if I try to approach the house. But since I really want to see if the raspberry bushes are still there, I go towards the house.

I don't even try to hide as I approach the house. I figure it would be easier to think of an excuse for approaching the house than for sneaking around. No one says anything as I approach the house. I turn right and go around to the back of the house where the bushes used to be. To my relief they're still there. I look closer and I see there are ripe berries on the bushes. As I pick and eat some of the berries, a man wearing Assassin's Creed style robes. I notice I am also in Assassin style robes. The man with the Assassin robes looks like he is annoyed by me stuffing my face with raspberries. When I pause, he asks if I am done. I nod.

The man gets right to the point. He says the man staying in the guest room of the house I used to live in is a Templar spy and must be eliminated. The people who own the house are friends of the Assassins and must not be harmed. He seems impatient, so I go around the back of the house. There is an entrance directly to the basement there, a sliding door which isn't even locked. I go in and enter the large recreation room that I spent so much time playing in as a kid. I pause for a bit as memories of the past flood through my mind. I don't wait long. I figure the guest room is the room in the basement where my brother used to sleep. As I pass the basement bathroom, I get more memories of my brother and grief because my brother is dead. I continue into the bedroom that my brother used to use. I see a man in the far corner finishing doing something I can't see, but somehow I know he is planting a bomb.

The man jumps when he looks up and sees me. It seems he knows why I have come, but that doesn't seem
To bother him. He smiles and says I'm too late. Nothing will stop the plan now. He laughs and seems more than a little crazy. He says nothing can stop him. There is a large decorative disc hanging on the wall. It looks like an oversized shield. The man says we will now die together. I hear the bomb beeping. It's about to explode! I grab the shield and use it to push the surprised man back on top of the bomb he'd just planted. He barely has time to yell out "NO!" before the bomb goes off with a loud bang. I feel the force of the blast push up on the shield but it doesn't penetrate the shield. The blast has been somehow contained. I don't have time to wonder about that before I wake.

July 1st - I was in my office with my tutor (internships) . And there was something to do or wait, and then they say we have to restore everything from some data. There was candy. And then it was another friend and chat about internships.

July 3rd - Somethng with my USB cable ( i lost it in WL). I found it and grab it.

I have to say, between those dreams, i was very stressed and sick.

July 5th - I apparead in a subway, but before that i was in my university, we were in a class room and said that a student gets beat up . and then show us a video where 3 guys showed up hit him on a play park. I am in the airport and the 3 guys showed up with 2 bats and a knife, i can fight with 2 but the third one stabs me in the stomach and i ran. i get a call from my aunt saying that i have to finish my market report (WL im doing one), i found myself ina subway again and the 3 guys showedup again. I can beat them but they are made from water¿, i pass the subway and enter in the wagon rail, suddenly there was a wagon full of water or made of water that if i touch i die¿ . I inform the station and we enter on a weapon room with schwaznegger and the rock¿ and get arms to beat them, i manage to beat the lider, same with the others and wake up.

July 6th - I was in a mall and we are going to eat pizza, walk to a hallway full of people and they were selling sutff . I thnk that i had my own store. ate a pizza in a closed pizza store.

Something about coakrches, or a world full of coackroches.

All of this non - lucid

Connor McStrange
I'm outside where all the press media are. I can see Connor, Aldo and the Asian ring card girl. Asian looks odd, and so does Connor. He's wearing a Flared up white shirt and goofy sun glasses. He's acting diff. He's resting his head on Aldo and even shook his hand. Connor was moving around in an odd way.

Unsteady Distiller
I turned on Distilled and I went to check on it and the carpet was wet in the bath room. The glass catcher kept rising up. I couldn't figure it out. Dad was cracking it cause of what I was doing. I used wooden board thinking it was the carpet that was the problem. Saw 2 dogs on couch, A big timid one and a smaller one with its back turned. The smaller seemed like the alpha.

Weedy Mistake
I'm looking at a screen of videos and photos. The guy is in the gym doing odd and funny things in the vids and photos . He has a wheel chair strapped to a exercise machine. On the other side of machine he has a cooked chicken strapped to it. Another photo is of him with crazy hair going to the side of him, comparing himself to a character that was next to him.I'm on top of a garage and some dude is ripping a bong. He decides to get down because a police officer is there. He tells the cop that his just gonna finish ripping the bong. Cop is ok with that. I have some weed near me and put it on top of the shed, hoping that he wouldn't see it. The cop inspects on the shed and notices the weed near me. He first thinks it may only be leaf but reckons there's about a gram of bud. He says he'll charge us with that also. One of the guys I was with gives me a glare because I could have at least hid it in a better place.

Those Are Not Tennis Balls
I'm at my house and I order myself tennis balls. I think i I order a lot of them. Some guys arrive, including my brother and maybe a couple others. I see that my tennis balls have arrived. They're not all just normal tennis balls. There are oranges as well. Some big ones and small ones. I'm bummed out a bit cause i couldn't see any normal sized tennis balls. Eventually I see them arrive. There's a truck out the front and black trolleys that are carrying all the stuff. I look on the bright side and realize I can eat some of the fruit. I try one of the mandarins, and it doesn't taste very
sweet.

I'm looking in the fridge in the garage I think, and I hear Jamie Lenden. I look up and have a chat to him. He misheard me and thought I said I was tired, because he said "well that sucks cause you won't be able to root bitches". At first I thought he was saying i lost weight instead of being tired. Jamie looks a bit different, maybe a bit thiner and stranger looking in the face.

The company that bought me the tennis balls must have laid for concrete near the drain near the back garage door. I thought it wasn't the best of ideas due to it raining a little.

Im back outside and am about to come back inside. I catch a reflection of myself and style my hair a little, which seems longer then normal. This is me being self conscious.

I'm in Robs lounge room and I see REX. He's struggling a little and I fear that it may be his heart. A few odd sensations happen in this scene. I think about if there's tablets and if I could get them easily one a Sunday, also of Rob would crack it for letting tablets run out.

Beep Beep Kayley
I'm in the car with Kayley and it feels like we're in springvale. Someone horns at her in the distance and she knows who it was. She says she's going to turn back and see her, and I'm cool with it. I tell her jokingly that she's an odd one for knowing the sound of her friends horns. I see a photo of the girl we're seeing. We arrive at a car park to meet her. Kayley walks over to her and I'm not too far behind jogging. I feel like I'm wearing hipster clothes. The plain t-shirt feels like it's moving over my chin as a jog. I feel confident in myself atm. Kayleys friend greets me, I'm surprised she knew my name. I was thinking of shacking her hand as this was the first time meeting her.

Well after a week of visiting my grandmother's and being unable to record my dreams, my dream recall plummeted... a lot.
So even though this is just a dream fragment I am very happy I remembered at least a little of one of my dreams because I haven't remembered a dream since I visited my grandmother's which was two weeks ago. It was even semi-lucid instead of non-lucid.

I was in a very fancy building with red wallpaper with a gold vine-like design on it. It was probably a restaurant though since I remember seeing tables with a white table cloth over it with dishes, utensils, and vases and it. The floor was wooden and shiny. I remember walking down a stair case in the restaurant leading to an exit in which I met a girl and talked to her. I don't remember what either of us said. I then walked out of the building which led to a shopping square at night. I couldn't see the shop names since it was too dark. I talked to a few people outside. That's all I could remember.

I was some type of odd ship that transported me to a part in space. I got out and notice oddly shape creatures in a cage. I soon catch on that I was walking in space with out floating around or falling. Everything was too different to ignore the fact that it's a dream. I check the back of the house looking air craft and saw that one of the component have detach itself once landing. I tried figuring out where it's suppose to go but ended up getting frustrated and throwing it. The prisoners started making howls causing me to lose concentration, I observe this particular person in a old looking helmet bash his hands against the rusty steel bars. He then turns in to a crocodile and manages to slip through the bars.

I began backing up and seeing what was behind me, which made me realize that I have been caught in a trap. There was another crocodile above me starting to come down. Checking more of my surroundings I found a huge yellow with black swirls slide going down through space. I check where it would lead me to but at the bottom was all white. I began thinking this dream wasn't looking too well. I could sense the crocodiles nearing so I stumble down trying to keep my balance but failed to do so. After rolling down I lost lucidity. Lucidity Time: 49 seconds

Dream One - I am at work, but I am not at my usual station. Instead of inspecting furniture at the end of the line, I am at the front of the production line where the insiders do the seats and arms of the furniture. I push a chair all the way up the line and to the shipping belt. The lady on the belt at the time, D, tells me that chair is going to be sold at an employee only auction for $45. I think about what a great deal that is since it usually costs around $300 to buy the same chair in stores. She pushes it to another section of the floor where there are many other chairs of the same style but with different fabric, all marked up for sale at $45. I go back to the station in the front of the line where insiders usually are, and this time I have a wooden headboard foot board combination set at the station. I look at the travel ticket on it and it is also going to the employee auction. it's really pretty light wood, and has old country style sunflowers painted on it. (I have the dream note "Pictures for mom" here, but can't remember what that meant now that I have been awake for a few hours) I really like this bed, so I walk over to my boyfriend's station and ask him to come look at it. If it costs less than $200 I want to buy it to replace the bed we have in our room right now. before he makes it over to look, I wake up.

Dream Two - I dream that my boyfriend and I are walking into an orphanage to look into adopting. The place has an old Victorian exterior, but seems really empty and almost unlived in on the inside. we do see plates of food on the table, but no people. we step out the front door, and then hear some woman screaming, "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" and I instantly feel terrible for the kids there, sure she must be yelling at one of them. I turn around to look back inside, knowing now it can't be empty. A small boy, maybe 3 years old is hiding in a bush under the window and peeks out at me. Before I can say anything to him, my attention is drawn behind me. Jay and Silent Bob are standing against the fence asking me if I want to buy any weed. I tell them no, and then reprimand them for selling weed at an orphanage. Jay angrily throws money at us and shouts, "Vacuum it up bitches!" and I wake up.

Dream Three - I am walking into a castle, holding hands with Cinderella. She's so excited to be bringing me home now that we are married. I feel a mix of excitement over being a princess as well as sadness that I married a princess and not my boyfriend. Cinderella takes me into my new room. The room is decorated in mostly blue and shears, with big fluffy covers that nearly swallow you when you plop into bed. There's a giant window on the right side of the room, and I walk over to it. Cinderella excitedly tells me that she was so excited for me to notice that window. It looks down into another bedroom. She tells me that she arranged that room for my boyfriend, and that prince Charming's room is connected to hers similarly. Just because we are married doesn't mean we have to part from our beloved boyfriends. I instantly feel much better about the whole situation. I don't mind being married to a girl, and definitely don't mind being married to a beautiful and well off princess! We walk out of the castle to view the gardens. The sun has gone down and the moon is up high in the sky, casting a beautiful pale glow on everything. I notice a shadow moving to our right and go to investigate. It's a heartless from Kingdom Hearts, only it's tiny, about the size of a Rabbit. At first I think it's adorable and bend down to pet it, but Cinderella screams and I remember that the heartless are actually bad guys and could steal our hearts! We run back inside the castle. Cinderella gets ahead of me and I am stumbling through the castle looking for her. I go through a dark empty ball room, and then find myself in the kitchen. Cinderella is in the dinning room looking out a giant window. I think she looks so pretty, even in danger like we are. I wake up.

Dream Four - I am in a blimp with my boy friend. Through one of the windows we see a giant Charizard coming towards the blimp, it's claws extended and it's mouth open wide. Suddenly I am simply an observer, and I watch as Ash, Misty, and Brock fall from the giant hole ripped in the blimp. Ash shouts out to Pikachu to use thunderbolt, and the to Moltres and Zapdos to use fly to save everyone. On the ground, Brock sees a nasty puddle of something on the ground. He shouts to Ash and Misty that there's a strange energy in the puddle. They walk over to him, and a stray fireball from the Charizard in the air hits the puddle evaporating it into a stinky cloud instantly. Under the puddle was a magic silver Magikarp statue, to which Ash has the mate. They are excited to have both statues and jump in the air, putting the statues together at the same time and causing a bright light that wakes me up.

Dream Five - We've bought a Frozen themed Easy Bake Oven for my 8 year old son. It has a moving cylinder on it that you can use to change the "theme" and look of the oven just by spinning the dial. My son wants to make brownies, and has already mixed up the mixture, but he needs help pouring the batter. The oven's instructions call for some crazy brownie methods, pouring the batter into four cupcake papers and then trying to fit them all in a square pan. I think it'd be way easier to just pour the batter in the pan and cut it later, but then decide it might not cook right, there must be some reason they want it done in cupcake papers. I pour the first three just fine, and then when I go to pour the fourth I find myself adding legos to the cupcake paper before I pour the batter. I stop myself in mid pour and think that it isn't right, I shouldn't be adding legos to the brownies, that's not right! Then I wake up.

Morning of July 6, 2015. Monday.

Dream #: 17,731-04. Reading time: 1 min 40 sec.



This dream was mostly abstract but had a vivid corporeal scene in the last offset segment. The narrative begins with anger regarding an unknown person cleaning an area where I had my belongings stored, though it is unclear if I was staying in the room. It is the Loomis Street house (irrelevant since 1994), but the perspective is distorted and seen mostly only from the ceiling. At one point, I am aware that three equidistant posts are jutting from the floor, oriented east to west.

I notice my (fictitious) belongings consist of numerous small items of metal and plastic. After they discarded some of my small possessions, they randomly placed the rest of them around the posts in nearly a perfect circle, each pile a few inches high. I see this from a vague incorporeal viewpoint, with several abstract transitions. I am unaware of any other room in the house at the time.

As my dream becomes less abstract, I am corporeal and getting ready to get out of a car (having been driven by my brother-in-law, though I do not see him) that has arrived on Loomis Street. As I am leaving the car, I notice the radio is on, though not very loud. I remember I have to turn the radio off when being the last one to leave the car (no waking-life correlation). I reach over to the far right near where I had been sitting and flick down a switch that is like a light switch. However, that does not turn the radio off but changes it from FM to a louder AM station but with more static. Without touching that switch again, I find a similar switch closer to the steering wheel (though still to my right). I flick this switch down as well, and the radio goes off, and I slowly wake.

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What I know as of July 2020: A parked vehicle is tied in with the imaginary physicality of the dream state, though defining the cessation of vestibular activity (and its ambiguity as in REM sleep). If the car is moving, imaginary kinaesthesia is a factor (vestibular cortex arousal). Ultimately the physical body is an illusion in the dream state, and this illusion will transition to the concept of traveling in a vehicle (such as a car). This situation initiates both somatosensory cortex and auditory cortex arousal. In this instance, I manage the auditory cortex while in my dream by way of a somatosensory-auditory-cerebral handshake. Such modulation seems intriguing, I think.

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Morning of July 6, 2015. Monday.



There are a lot of events in this dream, but mostly shifting and randomly meandering around different parts of a large fictional house that my family lives in. A couple unknown males are present and almost seem to have a level of authority (even though they seem like typical street-people or even homeless youths), which seems atypical of an imposer dream scene. I make a sarcastic comment to one of them at one point (after he asks a question about something we own, but of which is not that clear) though we do not end up fighting and I do not seem angry at any point. I enjoy being with Zsuzsanna for a time, but I am aware that some things in the house need to be sorted and arranged better, as there is so much.

There is one scene where I am moving some boxes of items that were supposedly left behind by a recent tenant (recurring situation). They may be craft items which can be sold later. I notice that the front of our house is more like a commercial building entrance, with a large window that looks out onto the street, seemingly in a more urban-like larger setting than we live in in reality. The building is like a large L-shape, with the two sections much like large halls. There is not much furniture, but there are a lot of random items sitting about, including some table lamps on the floor.

The most interesting part relates to trying to work out how to use an old Atari joystick (firstly looking the same as in the image included here) in order to play a particular computer game (something I have not really been involved much in in over twenty years). At one point, I seem to be playing the game, but that may not be the case. The small animal-like and cartoon-like characters (in a large image somehow projected onto the wall like a movie) do not seem to be responding correctly (first relative to the keystrokes, then to the joystick I attempt to use after this) - which reminds me of how similar problems (with older games) were relevant. Otherwise, the sense of touch, pressure, and movement is quite realistic. Fiddling a bit with the handle of the joystick, as it seems to be not working quite right or perhaps stuck or sticking at times, the handle comes out much like a telescoping radio antenna, becoming at least twice as long, yet also revealing a thinner section of the handle, and a metallic structure somewhat like the spindle of a faucet but smaller. I also notice what resembles a miniature umbrella-ribs-like mechanism. The more I push and pull on parts of the joystick, the more it expands into more complex mechanisms, though supposedly into its standard expected form. It ends up looking a bit futuristic and almost as if it could walk about on its own. I become so interested in the intriguing mechanical changes of various parts of the joystick, I lose interest in the computer game.

Black: non-dream
Blue: non-lucid
Red: lucid

Dream - Passionately embracing a woman
I'm in a bedroom with a woman and her boyfriend, but they're not actually dating I think. The room is a bit small with bunk beds, the floor is carpeted and the curtains are shut across the windows. The walls were creamy white, and the frames of the doors, window and the bottom of the walls were wooden. There were a few things littered around that might have been toys or books or something... So it seems I'm staying the night and the other friend, who I think at this point more resembles a brother, walks off to sleep in a different room. Now pretty much as soon as the guy leaves, me and the lady launch ourselves at each other
This dream got really vivid and intense, I remember it quite well and also remember being really turned on O_o
First we kiss and just touch (not anywhere specific, it was just an ecstacy-like feeling from simply touching in normal places) and it's pretty intense, we pull up a bed mat and I lie on top of her and pash her neck, it feels pretty damn good. We both want to do the deed but the dream ends before progressing to that point. I also remember a scene where we're on the top bunk bed pashing, so I think I woke up at one point and fell back into the dream momentarily before properly waking up.