non-lucid

i was playing tag with kids from my elementary school monarch on top of mt Shasta, and i fell off one of the sides because there were cliffs around all sides, and as i was falling for a long time, i suddenly responded up on top of the mt. again and i started playing tag again

i was walking around with a bunch of friends although i don't actually recognize any of them, we were walking near a prison and i looked over at the particularly large fence with big speakers at the ends of the fences on the corners of the prison and the speaker turned on quite loudly and announced that there was a prison break, and i remember saying to myself " wow a prison break thats interesting, then a man came around one of the sides and started running towards us and i found out he was chasing me of all people and he was quicker so i went around a couple of trashcans and when he got close anough i pushed the trash cans to slow him down then i took off again, it was also night time and i was quite freaked out to be chased.

i was walking on a railroad next to a desert at night

my father and i were walking threw some thick dark woods following two hooker looking women, then we arived at a trailer and my dad told me to wait there untill he comes out, and he went inside with the two ugly hooker looking women and i was stuck waiting outside in the dark

i was just about to have intercourse with a cute looking women on a somewhat cheap looking couch, but i had to go pee so bad, i got up and noticed the bathroom was in the wrong place, but i still new where it was and i went pee for what seemed to be the longest pee I've ever taken. i also remember the couch was white and the house was white.
+i woke up not having to go pee and i didn't piss myself so i'm surprised i felt like i had to pee in a dream but when i woke up i didnt have to go, when normally its because i have to go pee in this reality that makes me dream about it.

i was about to have intercourse with some good looking women, but when i had looked down, my peter was freakishly small and couldnt get a hard on for some reason, then she had changed her mind and decided to call it quits and i felt super bummed, then i had started to notice how nice the room looked and the walls where white, and then i went outside and there was a body of water right in the back yard and it had a nice island theme tune to it.

high school had started and i reallized i needed to get on the bus where i went to fire fighting, then i was at my house on grandview. where i reallized school had already started and i had already missed the first couple hours of school and i was in front of the school with no one else around.
+i was particularly stressed with school the night before and this was quite vivid

i was riding a kx85 0r 100 out in the dessert and i really remember holding on so tight that my wrists hurt, like they have been hurting for awhile, then i came to a sand duney place with treese every where like Florence Oregon.

i find myself at my cousins house, and he has a particularly large pool made of jello, and i jumped in the pool, also there were lots of people (jehovahs witnesses probably).

If I've not forgotten it all...
I slept from 5AM-noon then went back to sleep from 1:30-5PM. It was the last bit of sleep that resulted in so many awesome dreams.

In one, I was drawing and painting pictures. One of them was of a kid and I used a lot of light golds and browns. The face seemed to move because of my use of shadows.

In another dream, I saw a statue. It was some sort of riddle and as I studied it, the hands holding the sword at his back broke off which revealed a dagger. The assassin then came to life and went into a home. I heard a baby crying and I went inside to plead for the infants life. But I had to open a package holding a hatchet first and it was giving me problems.
There were 3 women in the home with him. He was standing over the baby and I ordered him away. One of the women said that's not how they operate; that the baby was safe. They then went to several women sleeping in the room and killed them. I was supposed to help them kill the family, but I couldn't.
It was a very strange, bloody dream.

In another dream, I was in Puerto Rico. I was going to build a home far above the trees and ocean. It was to be some sort of suspension home with a bamboo roof that trapped rain water to be used inside the home. I was flying in that dream, looking for the perfect spot.

There were so many other dreams, but I've forgotten them. One was like Minecraft, another was my usual god-mode dream (creating empires on a vast map)... ah yes, one was of filling my car with gas at the stick shift lol and worrying I broke my car (which is NOT a stick shift )

I woke because I felt a drop of water fall on my back. Of course, there was no water, however

That's it.

Hi everyone, I've decided to take up Sageous' WILD-class and actually follow the shedule he proposed, however instead of 1 week for each session I'll do 5 days instead.

1. Too late

I'm in my livingroom looking outside and notice it's the yearly marathon outside, I see people standing ready with water to aid the participants and walk outside. I look around for a while but everything seems deserted, the people are gone. The ground seems wet from cups that have fallen out of people's hands filled with water. I stop at the end of the street where I see a large container filled with bottles of water, different brands and sizes. I take one out and examine it, it has a green label and I don't like it cause I know it's not the brand I always drink for water. (Which is 'Spa' and has a blue label) Suddenly I'm in marathon gear and I feel ready to join the event but as I look at the finish line I realise the marathon is over and I'm too late. (I don't know why marathons seem to appear in my dreams that often, I've never done one IRL.) I walk back and then I'm with my family and we enter a new house we bought, from the outside it looked nice but actually it was only the second floor, an appartement. I open the door and the interior is nice classic, English cottage style. However my enthousiasm is rapidly ended by the fact the whole appartement is one room and there are no doors! It feels more like an hotel now.

2. VERY UNFRIENDLY PEOPLE...

I'm with my family walking up some stairs next to a large building, we enter the second floor which is an indoor swimming pool. (Indoor swimming pools seem to return too.) I walk to the back to go up a ladder which leads to a waterslide but there I look up and a woman is screaming and shouting from the top of the ladder down at me, then she violently shuts the hatch at the top. I walk back to pool only to find out the supervisor is shouting at my mother because she's walking on the water. (JEZUS?!) At last we decide to leave this stupid place and head for the car. Before we get there I see a white cat run across the street and tell this to the rest. My sister runs after it to see if it's okay but before she can pull it from under a parked car a fat man with a beard pushes her over. I run after him and tackle him back but then he explains how he did it to protect my sister.(?)

3. Private computers rock!

I'm in a room that has a lot of computers in it, there are multiple computers on a table facing away from each other. It's a public room where people can use computers, I don't know what I was searching but I got up and walked around for a bit. Then when I wanted to get back in my seat I hear a girl asking one of the staff to help her getting on a site because it didn't accept her username anymore. Her username had the name 'Taylor Swift' in it with some symbols after it.

4. Hostage

I'm in the kitchen of my own house, however it feels like I'm a soldier being held hostage in a terrorist camp. I know that they will kill me so I think of a plan to get out. A priest walks in with some bags, he tells me it will help me stay alive. I sarcasticly respond "Oh, so you want me to pick torture over execution or what?", for some reason I thought he had devices with him to torture me. I grab a bicycle pump out of a bag and walk to the livingroom, I stop at one of the windows and try to blow it out using the pump but nothing happens yet I still think it will get me out of here somehow.

Morning of June 28, 2014. Saturday.



My wife Zsuzsanna’s younger brother George is visiting us at our present address and I am telling him of my unusual dream about a red sailboat. This event actually happens in a longer-lasting false awakening. Zsuzsanna and I are together on our bed and he is also on our bed a bit farther over, with his cellphone. I believe there is an image on his cellphone that has something to do with my other dream, or at least something about sailboats or the ocean.

In real life however, I would not consider talking with him about dreams, as he has no interest in anything related to either dreams or spirituality (though that is moot I suppose, as most people have zero understanding of dreams and the nature of the dream state, though Zsuzsanna and I have an advanced understanding - validated of course by the fact she is my literal dream girl, and we share our dreams); so as such, even though this is a false awakening, it is one that represents a highly unlikely scenario, unlike those where you dream you have awakened and are recording your dream in a journal or notepad or are relating it to someone you might be inclined to in reality.

The linked primary dream prior to this false awakening involves me floating over the scene where I am looking down at the ocean towards sunrise or sunset. A sailboat passes within my line of vision (seemingly moving “upwards” in my perspective and orientation). Everything in the environment is of a normal natural color except for (eventually) everything related to the sailboat, which appears to be covered in some sort of odd, fluid “paint” which I actually see cover everything relating to the sailboat fairly quickly. The sailboat and everything on it is soon red, including the sails and all the man’s body (skin and hair) and clothes. Everything is completely red all around, somehow more “solid” than just a lighting effect.

Later, the sailboat seems to crash onto a beach (and it then seems a few hours earlier than just before rather than logically later - unless it is implied to be the next morning) with no one hurt. There are several people on the beach. The man soon gets out of the sailboat and the colors seem to go back to normal.

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Typically, red only dominates a dream when my breathing is accelerated (validated by witnesses during my virtually countless experiments with dreams in the 1980s) or when I have slept a little too long, which makes sense here, as a sailboat is both an autosymbolic extension of the physical body (subliminally perceived) and the sails are a breathing analogy as revealed in instances of hypnopompic disclosure (when the meaning of a dream’s autosymbolism surfaces upon waking).

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00:00 Saturday 2014-06-28

01:30 bedtime, disaster, soooo late

+ doom giant demons chainsaw, switching between 3rd person player outside game and character inside game, holding down keys hard on the "keyboard" trying to adjust flying trajectory.

+ on the beach, rain cloud coming, part of the show? it's a real rainclould, small about 100 square feet and it comes out from above the high rock shelf ceiling and it does rain out over a pond. There's a beautiful blonde girl and I see some pit stubble and I say "honey, come here" and upon closer inspection it's a dude, ew. See his pit stubble and some pit hair. Still has beautiful blonde hair, though.

Walk behind and above a CG with amazing legs in a short tight dress, I manoeuvre around to the front for another look but people get in the way

On a beach a big bulky official guy, two children are pestering him to build a walkway on the beach, he says there's no room to do it, too crowded, it would be full of police, they keep saying it would help walking on the beach, I visualize such a pathway briefly, I see that there are mountains in the distance, I think this location is just like my favorite SH beach, but I know it's different.

my wife is setting up a spot back up on the steep sandy hill.

A group is a bit farther on up the hill they're moving a fence to a closed position they play some sort of water balloon soccer with individual little cages the balloons are meant to break on the cages and get the guy inside wet, the balloon gets tossed back and forth a bit I think at first it's a soccer field they're setting up inside a fence like a private area. The big dude tells the kids they need to get formal plans approved by the planning commission.

Spoiler for caveman:

Take a girl backstage from the action, through a narrow space into in a kitchen-like room there are now two girls, I see a view like someone under the table is having intercourse with her, gives me the idea to do it, and I perhaps have intercourse with them, or at least think about it. While I'm finishing with a girl I notice I'm sitting in front of an opened door leading out into a public area, I close the door.

Later I'm sitting in a big chair like a dentist chair and two girls who I think are the same girls from the room, several more girls are also, the chairs are arranged in a very large circle, I wonder if they will "tell on me", the circle disperses and a bunch of girls all come standing around my chair, they're so close I reach for the long hair of one girl facing away from me and touch it and her back then quickly look away when (I think) she turns to see who touched her.

With my wife and some waitresses, they're offering something like deep-fried Chardonnay, and I'm confused by that, "say what?"

After a dry spell this whole week, I finally dreamt again! I've been adjusting to a new sleep schedule since I just started graduate school...
Anyways:

June 27,2014

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Mr. Face

I was with Zukin in a classroom. The tables were arranged in a square with one edge missing; the missing edge faced the whiteboard. I sat on the left edge, toward the back, and Zukin sat next to me. The Face was our teacher (But I'm not sure if it was actually the Face. It didn't feel like him. But I specifically remember that he looked and sounded like The Face, with his patchy, colorful clothes and his singsong voice)

So, we were in this class, and the Face was our teacher. He was getting all enthusiastic about the World. He started to draw on the board, and I realized he was drawing a world map. It was incredibly accurate. I looked down at my notebook for a few seconds; it was blank. When I looked back up, the world map was finished and the oceans were half-filled-in with this super intricate pattern made with three different colors.

Then, we were in a different classroom. It was my 7th grade science classroom. I was sitting on the right side this time, in the back (this room was arranged in three rows). The whole right wall in that classroom was windows into a little courtyard that no one was ever allowed into. I cant remember what the Face was "teaching" us here, but I do remember that we had snack time, and Zukin had brought some pineapples and was sharing them with me.



Schizzo Parking Garage

I was in some sort of Men In Black- or Jacky Chan-type movie. I don't know what makes me say that, I just woke up with the feeling that that's what it felt like. I was with some people, but I don't remember who, and we were driving in this packed, crowded, narrow city. It reminded me of Hanoi. Whoever I was with was going with me to our friend's apartment there.

We drove around, looking for a place to park, and eventually went with a parking garage (that, now that I am fully awake and thinking about it, has been in at least one dream before!). This garage is very big... Like, everything seems like it's 1.5x scale. We found a spot, and walked from there to my friend's house. When we got there, my friend was half-naked with two women in his bed. He didn't want to open the door because the women were there, but I blackmailed him, telling him that if he didn't open the door, he'd go to jail. He finally opened the door...

As I stepped through the door, it was like going back in time. I was suddenly back in the car, looking for a place to park. I pulled into the parking garage, parked the car, and we left the building, but I realized I needed to go back for some reason. I remember something about a large locker that I needed to make sure would be safe. I don't know why I didn't just leave it in the car... It may have been strapped to the top of the car, and I was worried someone would take it. So I took it down from the top of the car, and set it upright next to the car, looking around. I go up to the second floor (the car was parked on the first floor) and it has become this sort of posh-looking waiting room. It seemed very 90's to me, if that makes sense. I asked someone if there were lockers to keep belongings in (why put a locker inside another locker: I don't know), but she said there weren't any, and I went back down to the level my car was on.

But the first level had become this weird basement storage area. Lots of old doors and windows were all over the place, leaning up on walls. The space was narrow and a bit claustrophobic, and I left without looking for the car and locker.

I found my friends waiting for me outside the structure, and we went to our friend's house again. I noticed that his apartment building looked like my IRL apartments on the outside, but on the inside it was arranged differently; each floor was basically a stretched octagonal room with doors on each of the corners (so, think of a rectangle with the corners chopped off and doors put there). We waited at his door for about ten minutes and he wasn't opening it at all, and we couldn't hear anything from inside. I started to wonder if he was dead or asleep or something, and we left.

On the way back to the garage, I had picked up an alcoholic beverage, and accidentally opened it before I remembered I was going to be driving really soon. I couldn't reseal it, so I tried to hide it. When we got back to the garage, it was still a bit off; it was about half-way between the way it originally was and how it had been the second time, if that makes sense. So it still had aspects of both versions. I found my car and the locker, put the locker back on top of the car, and just as I was about to get into the car, a police officer came up and started talking to me. I had the drink in my hand, and the cop noticed, but didn't seem at all worried about it.

I said, "You're not going to give me a ticket or a warning or anything? This is alcoholic, you know..."
"Nah, it's not a big deal."
"Really...."
"Yup. Just, you know, drive extra carefully," and he nudged me conspiratorially with a grin and wink.
It was super weird and creepy so I got in the car and left, then woke up.



Playground of HORROR

I was with an old friend; we were children. We were on a playground that was deserted except for us. Everything was gray...

We climbed through one of those tunnels on the jungle-gym, and then she suggested we climb up onto something that I can't remember the name of. She called it something specific... It was this big contraption... It's hard to describe, but I'll try. I was basically four polls sticking high into the air, and at the top was a sort of upside-down bowl with handles along the rim. There were ladders along the four polls.

We climbed up and were crawling on top of the bowl, and then my friend told me to grab on tight to one of the handles along the rim, and I did... then she did the same on the exact opposite side, and it started to spin. It wasn't so bad at first, since it was just spinning on a horizontal axis, but then it started spinning vertically too, so I was upside down ad left and right and all over the place, and even when I knew I was oriented normally, it felt like I was hanging up, as if gravity was all messed up. It was terrifying and I was screaming for it to stop. It didn't stop, and my hands were getting tired, and I was terrified that if I let go, I would be thrown into space and die, but when my hands gave up and let go, I was gently set back on the ground by some unseen and unknown dream force.
Then I woke up.

Once again, I was at high school. I don't remember exactly the order of these two dreams, but it makes sense when I organize it like this: being at basic training, the beds are incredibly unorganized and tiny, everyone's asleep except me, someone puts this purple/blue sheets over all of our beds despite so many covers, I say loudly, "it's already too hot", and people wake up to glare at me. Eventually I make way to school, everyone's looking at me like I'm not supposed to be here but I make way to the gym entrance (sort of). I remember having a thick pink form to give me consent on going to a music field trip, so I ask the music director to approve at the last minute. I think I might've forged it a bit, but he glances at it and says "don't worry, it's fine, you can go. The form was merely for ___ purposes." Relieved to go on an overseas trip with my school acquaintances, I join them on the opposite side of the building, still ending up at the gym? I see Ericka, we hug. I see Emily, we hug. We end up all walking to this bizarre area of the school where everything looks like an outdoor cubicle maze. (Or even from that old show Out of the Box). Navigating our way, I end up getting to my old engineering teachers classroom, only smaller, no desks, and simply his engineering printers. I ask him, "where are all the students?" Then I believe my alarm went off. I really need to fix it.

Someone left me a message, recommending this oriental restaurant. It followed the lines of: "Sam! Check out this restaurant at ____! They have the best ____! [Emoji emoji]!!!!" So, a friend and I went. The scenery looked like one of those stereotype Japanese booths where you sit at the counter to order your noodles. I ordered some sort of thick cut stir fry noodle with thick carrots, forgetting what my friend ordered. The chef/cashier man whom resembled Hattori Hanzo in his white uniform kept offering to "try this spring roll! Try this boeuf bourginon!" Eventually, I give in saying fine, and he gives me a spring roll with fries in a parchment bag? I also cave into him giving us these meat lumpia, despite me telling him I can't eat meat. Then I woke up, disappointed because I remembered the dream fries tasting extremely good.