non-lucid

Dreamed that I was on the moon.

The place I was in was something like a cross between an apartment and the ISS. It was an academy for teenagers who were learning about science. I recall vaguely thinking about how horrible it would be if someone accidentally broke a window. But there was a mail package delivery and the woman who delivered it was outside of the building, and I remember wondering how she was breathing and why our air wasn't rushing out. It seemed like a normal building with normal windows, but the walls were grey and bare.

She told us that she really liked an environment I'd animated. Suddenly my boyfriend was there and she told him "watch the pink trees, I find it incredibly soothing," (referring to the animation I'd made). For some reason, I was really embarrassed about the animation, I didn't think it was very good. The package turned out to be two huge pink fluffy bath mats, which covered the entire floor of the room we were in once I'd laid them out.

At one point, the professor was explaining how "days" on the moon were different and it rotated in a different way than Earth.

I had a dream with PonyLemon in it, but that's all I remember from last night.

Morning of June 17, 2014. Tuesday.

Dream #: 17,347-01. Reading time: 58 sec.



My dream begins with my false awareness of having the job to mow Colleen’s backyard lawn (on Avon Street) in La Crosse in the late morning. My brother-in-law Bob is also near, preparing to trim some hedges and repair a part of the shed. Neither Colleen nor Bob speak at any time.

My dream vivifies as I begin the repeating act of pulling the lawnmower’s pull-cord on its right side. Although the cord does not stick, the lawnmower does not start. I try it several times. I move it to another part of the backyard, but it still does not start. The kinaesthetic events cause me to wake to realize my arm was in an uncomfortable position.

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Dream type: Instinctual to liminal kinaesthetic imperative.

Dream content causation: This dream is the result of an instinctual process of attempting to move my arm while sleeping - into a more comfortable position. (Engines represent potential wakefulness. The second correlation is that my longer waking transition is a result of sleep atonia and lesser blood flow. I do not achieve wakefulness while still in sleep paralysis, and myoclonus is minimal.)

Bob is the precursory sleep-wake personification (not utilized, only witnessed) in this instance. Trimming hedges and repairing a part of the shed are both forms of navigating the liminality of dream space.

If the lawnmower had started, I might have indulged in the imaginary task of mowing the lawn and not awakened sooner to move my arm.

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Fragment:
I am in some kind of mall eating chocolate ice cream. It tastes fantastic; the best thing I have ever eaten. I wake up with the taste still in my mouth.

I am walking down the street in my neighborhood. I take out my phone and put my earbuds in. I look in my iTunes and see a song that I have never heard by 'unknown artist' called 'Robot Dis-Assembly' and begin playing it.
The song starts out with a grainy audio clip from what sounds like a male newscaster. He says 'It is the place where you would conduct the removal of a robot's batteries followed by final disassembly...' The song then drops into this industrial electronic beat. I don't really know how to describe it other than stupidly catchy beat that you could easily picture a bunch of robots marching to. The song repeats the line 'Robot Dis-Assembly' every 20 seconds or so with a slightly buzzy sounding male voice.
I wake up.
This song is a complete ear worm. I still have it stuck in my head, even after having been awake for an hour.

June 16, 2014

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Night Sky

I was with the backpacking club, camping in the field behind my house for some reason. It's dark out already, but it's a warm night, so we're all wearing shorts and maybe a hoodie or something. I remember laying on the ground underneath the tree I climbed all the time as a kid. I was looking up at the stars through the sparse leaves; the tree is old, and not as full as it once was.

As I lay there, Ivan comes and lays down perpendicular to me, and we start talking as we look up at the sky. I remember the sky being overly bright. Like, in this picture with the celestial objects as they would appear if they were only brighter. All these things are actual size, believe it or not.

Anyways, the sky was so beautiful. I don't remember what exactly Ivan and I were talking about, but I remember being confused in my dream as to whether he was trying to be romantic or trying to just be a good friend. After a while, Dan walks by, asking if he can build a fire. Ivan and I both say that it's not allowed here, but that he can make a fire down in the woods (which makes no sense whatsoever. There's a fire-pit in my backyard so it would have been fine). Dan and a few of the others leave to go make a fire, and then Ivan moves so that he's laying right next to me and we lay in silence for a while until I wake up.



Silly Baby

I took a nap later in the afternoon, and had this dream:
I was in my apartment, and a friend from highschool, Kelcey, and her husband live in the unit right next to mine. I was sitting in my living room with the screen door open to let some breeze in, and Kelcey's baby (she actually has one) crawls in and starts wondering my apartment. I get up and follow her, letting her explore but being careful to watch her to make sure she doesn't hurt herself or anything. I let her go on until she reaches the bathroom, then I pick her up and carry her back to the living room, where I find Kelcey standing at the screen door. Her husband is in a beanbag chair out on my little patio.

I hand her the baby all nonchalant, as if it were a routine we had, and invited them all inside. Kelcey asked if I had a tin of nuts because she was ravenous. I found some in the cupboard and brought them out to her, and then woke up.

I was in a home that had big open rooms, blocky designs and huge glass walls all the way around it and filled with art deco furniture. This particular home was over looking a forested area. I could see the tops of pine trees surrounding the house. In the middle of the house, there was a fair small, square pool. It was double the size of an elevator shaft. The bottom of the pool was black marble, which made seeing the bottom impossible. rising up from the pool was a giant black marble obelisk, built into one of the sides of the pool and it rose all the way to the ceiling. There was a set of stairs that wrapped their way around the pool and lead to the second floor where there was a ledge that looked like it was for jumping into the pool below. This is what SA and I were doing. We would jumping together into the pool and run back up the stairs to jump in again.

At some point I noticed a creepy guy, who was on the second floor snapping our pictures with an SLR camera as we jumped into the pool. When I would jumped from the ledge and into the water, I could hear the shutter of his camera snapping and the film advancing rapidly, like he was getting action pics of us falling into the water.

I finally got up the nerve to walk up to the guy and I asked him what the hell he wanted. He told me that he wanted to take some pictures of SA and asked me if I would mind. I told him that I wouldn't mind, but made the excuse that SA had to "go get ready". This is when I told SA to leave, but for some reason I kept jumping into the pool. Moments passed, which is when the creepy photographer asked if he could take some pictures of me while we waited for SA. Though I was feeling uneasy, I still told him that it would be fine. He then asked me to run laps around the second floor, which I did.

Last night I didn't remember any complete dreams, main cause is getting up at 06:00 in the morning to study for math a bit. (The exam went okay but I'll have to wait and see for the results...)
I did hav one dream-fragment.

1. Ireland

Just before waking up I hear Irish Folklore music, quiet loud actually.


Anyway, we're slowly approaching the end of 2 nail-biting weeks and the most stressful day has yet to come, the results!

Semper Fidelis

I'm writing this a relatively long time after I woke up.

This dream revolved around all the One Piece characters. There was some enemy the Strawhat Pirates had to beat, but the enemy proved extremely strong. Luckily, Goku(I was Goku in the dream) was on his way. I was flying high in Super Saiyan mode. Super Saiyan, because the enemy was really strong. I flew over a well and felt I had to go in the well, because apparently the enemy was in there.

This is most of what I remember. If there as a fight, I did not experience it and most likely forgot.

I don't remember a lot from the first dream. But I recall becoming lucid than leaving the house to run from this girl that was annoying me. I started walking with these other two girls outside and ended up in a school i think. I was about to go to sleep than a dance teacher guy told me to get up because he was going to start dance class.[lost lucidity after that] I was told that i had to do a move where i would have to slide from the left than to the right. I tried but gave up cause i felt i looked stupid doing it. Than a boy came up to me and said he would show me how its done. He tried but than i just walked away because i was nervous. Than a girl came out of no where and said she was mad at me and going to give me the silent treatment. I said sorry and suddenly a girl broke a glass and had to go to the nurses office. That's when the girl giving me the silent treatment shouted something in french and it looked like i was holding a purse with a snail on it.Than I appeared in a dinning room and a lady named Hetherfold was calling up a van so we could go out on some family outing.

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In my second dream I was outside walking in the street with a boy. I saw a boy from my neighborhood walking in front of me than sigh cause he forgot his shit. -w- He said the word shit a lot and joked about it.He ended up going back though and i just kept walking somewhere else. Than I randomly ended up with my mom and younger brother. We were going to get pizza but my mom was yelling at us. So me and my brother said we didn't want it anymore and left. I sat on a bench and this girl came out of no where and said she liked orange soda like Kel from Keenan and kel. I said that reminded me of a soda song they use to have back in the days but i forgot what it was. After that i left and I was in a school but i was on a bed in a room. There was a little girl and a Mexican man. The Mexican dad told his daughter to use the sword to cut off my arms and legs .[I became lucid at that point] The little girl didn't want to at first but than she was like okay and tried to cut it off. I pushed her out of the way and ran into a bathroom. Than i heard a crowd of girls running across the hall. one of them tried to go in the bathroom and punched the wall. I opened the door and they tried to jump me. I said i was just looking for Dawn and they were like awe, than let me live. I ran out of there and ended up in a crowd of kids. I took a glasses and put it on me to disguise myself. Someone following me complimented me on it too. After that i found a stand with cookies, french fries and potatoes and started eating than left cause someone wanted to explode me with a bomb. I ended up going through the wall above after running down the stairs but was stuck. I asked a boy to pull me up and he did. But i woke up after i started running again.

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6/16/14

Last night, bed shortly after 9 pm.

Remembered DR#1 when woke up at 6, and #2 shortly after, while talking to jack on skype.


DR#1

I'm walking with my coworkers through the offices of some sister company of ours. 3 small office rooms, full of people working behind their desks. It's cramped in there. I think we ar also having lunch together in the cafeteria.

DR#2

I'm in the basement with 2 others. It's actually pretty well lit, not too creepy. But still, aware of it being a basement and no way out. We find this old industrial elevator. It's broken, but we get it to work somehow. We send one person up on it. It comes back in a little bit and I'm surprised. The doors are closing, so I tell the other person with me to run. I know it takes only one person, so I stay behind. Not really liking it.

When they are gone, I turn around and walk a few steps. Then I see I'm not in the basement, but in some kind of a shop. It's at night, all doors are locked, and I can see dark skies through stores windows.

My friend S and his family have taken me to this very upscale movie theatre to watch a new zombie movie that has just recently been released. The movie opens with a government agent transporting some form of dangerous biological agent through an airport, as he his undercover and transporting it covertly. But the agent forgets to zipper up his suitcase and the vials falls out and break. The biological agents mingle and produce the zombie-creating formula. A pale green cloud fills the terminal and begins converting the population into zombies.
It does seem that about 1/5 people are immune to the formula and do not convert into zombies. These people attempt to run out of the airport. Some of them are grabbed and attacked by zombies.
The movie jumps ahead to a crowded bus. There dozens of people onboard. One of them looks somewhat zombified. (In this movie, zombies were identified as having pale skin with ulcers on it. I'm not normally the biggest fan of zombie movies, but I have to say, they did look pretty disgusting in a cool way.) The zombie sits down and the man next to him says that he is not 'looking so well'. The man tries to strike up a conversation with the zombie, but for obvious reasons he won't respond. A few people in the theatre are laughing but I do not.
Then, as a jump scare, the zombie belches out a green bio agent cloud and infects everyone on the bus. The driver veers off the road and crashes into a tree at a relatively low speed. Two government agents stand up, wearing gas masks and kill every zombie on the bus. Some zombies manage to crawl out the windows, but the agents shoot them before they get far. The agents get out of the bus and contact the pentagon. They say that 'this is the last of them' and that they are going to quarantine the area until the virus and zombies rot away.
The government agents return the next day along with a news crew to examine the carnage. The Government agents remark how the corpses of the zombies seem to be regenerating. One of the supposedly dead zombies twitches a little bit.
The news crew and the agents hang around for a few more minutes. The bus that the movie was following was in the middle of a woodland area. Then, a second jump scare. This one I half-near peed my pants. A zombie leaps from a tree and attacks the anchorwoman from the news.
I wake up.

Fragment: Beach
I am on a beach. It is a cloudy day. There is a white high-rise hotel building behind me.

-Sister is in an SUV. I jump across the street after a couple cars pass me. I land by the SUV pretending i'm a chupacabra. My sister is saying I'm annoying or something while we're in a kitchen. It's night. My mom is there. I'm eating chicken on a stick. I believe I have the intention to eat all of it. I go across the street again to chow down.

-My phys prof, Doo-Doo McPooster, is talking to me about doing physics research. I'm pretty skeptical about listening to him, because McPooster and I have history. He says something to me, and I say let's just call it even after what I did to you last summer (I'm standing near a shopping cart). He's not impressed and tells me again about taking a research class. I think about my schedule as i walk away and am like dawg how am I gonna fit this in? I go up to someone on a computer and they say the class is 13 credits.

Nap after work:

.../I'm with my little kid in front of a crossroad where an old woman who's dressed in tattered clothes, sits still. The place is surrounded by rocks, it looks like the entrance to a cavern without roof. I cannot see the sky from here. It's not possible to go through unless the creepy lady stands up. Then, I realize she's a witch and the purpose of the game is that my daughter has to talk to her asking for permission to go through. I ask my kid to speak to her. My girl hardly builds a sentence and asks the creepy woman to please let her pass. The woman reacts and stands up with very tedious movements. My kid notices something is left where the woman sat. It's a toy which reminds me a little Garfield's figure I had long ago. This one, looks like the combination of a serpent and that cartoon character. We get in, then a voice says something about the worse demon from hell. I see a disgusting creature getting downstairs pulled with a chain by a masked man. It's hard to describe, it looks like the combination of a serpent with human arms and legs, and some other bugs. Its head looks like the head of a tapeworm. The voice describes the creature. I think apparently they are trying to build the most terrifying monster from hell. It talks about some glands, when I see some glandular bags fall from its neck. They drop a fluid and the voice says it's some sort of poison. It's more disgusting than terrifying to me. Then there's a sort of religious preacher who asks me to think about the most lovely moment I lived. I have to build an image about it. I don't remember what I thought but he says the image must appear in front of my eyes in order to create the proper spell. I don't remember what I recalled but he says it's good because of the heart beats where pretty intense. Then he asks me to think about the worse moment I lived with my wife and I have to remember all the hate a felt. I remember a discussion we never had and think it's good for the occasion. Then he says the purpose of this spell is to conjure both feelings and turn them into one or something like that. Then I'm standing on a known dreamscape from my grandparents town. It's close to the cemetery. I remember I had a situation where I felt a more intense feeling, when I was editing some videos. But now he asks me to remember a table I had when I left the city of my university. He says this table did love me and is waiting when I come back. He has a table in his hand and unfolds it. I think it would be nice to have my table back because of the drawings I made on it, although perhaps my cousin has already sold it. Then I'm walking to the cemetery when I see a couple of buddies having a beer in a corner at the bottom of some stairs. I notice I have a Coke in my right hand, and it's cap is in my left pocket. I put it back and walk to my pals. Now I have a cassette in my hand. I see it's a Heavy Metal band from the 80's, and I want to show it to one of them. He says something about he likes "Vibrato". I remember I had this tape before and there's a song with that name. I look for it but I cannot find it anywhere. I see the box has sort of magnifying glass attached to it, and I can clearly read the titles of the songs with it. I just have to move the box a little to surf on the titles. Then I find the song "Vibrato" under the live show section. I'm wondering when the magnifying glass will be broken when I start hearing a chorus in Spanish which stands for "Where is the lord of the Holy Hell?"/...

* Woke up by some people making noises with a trumpet or some...

.../There was something about my older daughter having a bad or shower on the bed and it was a little bit complicated/...

Morning of June 16, 2014. Monday.



I am at our present address on W Street. Our youngest son Oliver is playing outside. I go outside into our backyard, look under our house near our wooden steps, and soon notice an “ocean” under our house at where ground-level would otherwise be. This uniquely isolated ocean feature solely under our house in this part of town has a large sea monster living within it yet somehow also lives in the “real” Pacific ocean much of the time via some sort of “portal” or unexplainable underground or underwater access point. The sea monster is a rather atypical squid-like creature with jellyfish-like features and of a pale violet color, with seemingly random truncated cylindrical legs of differing lengths. At one point, it somehow builds a brick wall in the middle of the underneath of our house (with no back story concerning where the bricks originated from), running east and west, by which I can then not visually follow it or learn what it may be up to; for example, in trying to burst up through our floor in a particular room north of the wall - which I actually expect at one point - especially on our front porch, though this never occurs. This is a rather strange setup; sort of like a hybrid of a semi-lucid dream and a (fairly rare) vertical composite of themes or symbols, with the undesirable or threatening elements being below me and probably related to supraconscious access (via the metaphorical ocean presence under our home).

Sea monsters (in a negative association, not when they are “pets”) may often represent invasive but more isolated “collective consciousness” (or again, supraconscious links) - sometimes caused by people you cannot realistically relate to - or with their invasive wrongful beliefs being a part of your day to day experiences - sort of as with the negative connotations of an invading alien (which may represent an annoying relative or associate - even someone you have not meant). As I have documented in my past, dream characters are often not an extension or direct “part” of the dreamer at all as some people seem to erroneously believe, but situational connections with outside forces or external concerns as in real life. Some dreams have characters that are a “part” of the dreamer (as a reflection of one’s particular attributes for review), but many do not, especially the very common literally precognitive layers.

On a beautiful, warm, sunny day. Clear blue sky, puffy white clouds. Vibrant green trees all around. I feel the sun on my face, and a breeze of the perfect temperature blows. The wind speed picks up, keeping the perfect temperature, and I lean into the wind as it supports my body weight. Feels like flying, only super comfortable like I could fall asleep. I close my eyes and half wake up.

I didn't even think I fell asleep during that nap, but since I had a dream, I must have