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Dream Fragment:

I was at my old home or some version of it. I was at the entrance hall and it was a bit dark but still daytime, suggesting it was the time just before sunset. H was there, but H looked like this actress from a TV show instead. She was crouched up in the middle of the room, in front of the dark stained wardrobe and I crouched next to H and started to cuddle, giving her a kiss and feeling how different her body was compared to what I should remember.

There is a transition and I'm outside, it's daytime but probably more around noon now. I remember walking by a few places that were altered from how they should be, namely D's building and its entrance. There were quite a few people there and I remember making small talk for some reason, but no idea what about.

I kept wandering the streets of my home town and eventually after going through a few streets that don't exist and a wall turning into an open street, I started to become sort of pre-lucid and gained some dream-control, not consciously thinking about it. There was a square or plaza of some kind, surrounded by short two or three story buildings, as expected, and people were just going about their business. But I wanted to feel alone and solemn in this place for some reason, so I snapped my fingers and most of them disappeared. A woman and her young boy didn't.

I snapped again, wanting rid of her from the scene. She wouldn't go. She walked up to me and started becoming antagonistic and asking why I wanted her to go. I didn't explain myself (perhaps I didn't know why either) and I eventually conceded and said "fine, if you won't leave, then I will", so I walked away across the plaza and into a small tunnel lit with fluorescent lights and as I did, she paced up quickly behind me, pushing me against a corner, hurting me, and twisting my right arm and gripping my bottom.

She said something that I can't remember word for word, which basically summed up to be about how I often am careless with caressing and cuddling H (making me cause pain by complete accident), and despite the pain she was inflicting on purpose, I laughed at its irony. In that moment, I felt a dire need to go to the bathroom, and I falsely woke up, then getting up from bed and going to the bathroom, and just as I sat on the toilet, I was in bed again, as if that was only imagined, but the urge to use the bathroom was suddenly gone.

Then I woke up truly and double checked how I felt, realising it was all just very realistic dream sensation.

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Some notes:

• This dream wasn't particularly vivid in terms of visual clarity but the physical sensations were quite strong overall.
• The woman who wouldn't go was some sort of anima manifestation. Often it isn't so antagonistic but her look was distinct from previous appearances, mostly marked by her shoulder-long hair being black this time. Her face was more chiselled, too. It was simply a more raw and aggressive look in general; ironically enough, what I would expect from my home region.
• Though I had some dream control, it was completely non-lucid. I could feel myself having some sort of pre-lucid thoughts but they didn't rise up enough for me to start gaining lucidity.
• The woman's young boy reminded me of myself when I was younger, but his role in the dream seemed to be minimal. He seemed to be there pretty much just to characterise the woman as a mother, as he pretty much just went off playing in the street without a care for what was happening.

I've been having a somewhat better dream recall average than I normally would, but haven't been taking note of dreams enough and my last DJ here was ages ago now. This is a particularly memorable dream fragment from this week.

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Dream Fragment:

First half is missing.

Was in my home city, or some altered version of it. It was day time and I was heading home on foot; there was a fluid transition to my arrival home but I've forgotten the detail of it, and when I got there it was dark at that point. My dad was in his car and approached me and told me to get in the car so we could go somewhere (for a meal or something?) - I was a bit reluctant, I was feeling in pain and really tired; mom was sat at the back with one of my brothers (T) and one of my cousins (R) was sat at the front, so I sat next to mom.

Dad started driving and very shortly after, we were going through some surreal highway that I've seen in some other dream fairly recently; surrounded by cliffs and 10-story buildings on top of the cliffs. It then turned into a rock and dirt road and there were dark abysses either side of the road, with more cliffs in the distance. I was a bit apprehensive too, but mom was starting to get quite worried and told dad, in the same way as I ever expect.

He reassured her with a smile, saying: "It's fine, I've driven on these roads loads of times!". Very shortly after he said that, we went over a bump in the road, but there was nothing on the other side. The car fell straight into one of those abysses, none of us seemingly very concerned by this, plunging into water at the bottom.

At first we didn't try to get out; I remember thinking "Well it doesn't really matter" but eventually we all got out and swam up. When we got to the surface of the water, some sort of root-like things descended toward us and took us to a sort of rocky area under a much bigger floating mass of rock.

At the centre of this area there was some sort of little shop. I remember going in and seeing all these small 4:3 CRT TV screens, each one no bigger than my head, sat on shelves, almost perfectly spaced apart. Each one of the screens had a landscape view in it, like a live feed, but not much was going on in any of them. It was a colourful shelf to look at.

As I walked along this narrow path between these big metal shelves with the TVs, something caught my attention on top of one shelf. A moonstone, but not as bright and vivid or even opalescent like one I actually have in reality. The gem was pale and sort of a sepia or cream colour but it was still slightly translucent as expected. What was odd about it was that it was encrusted with some sort of gold filigree and small golden spheres.

Start to remember less detail at this point. I remember dad went off his own way and so did my sibling and cousin. Mom stayed with me and we went outside, where it was still dark, although the direct area around wherever we went was always seemingly lit. More like the darkness was a fog made of black.

I remember seeing some bones or dead plants and noticing the floor was particularly arid. Eventually we found some building thing, which was very square. It had a brand new kitchen I think, but apart from that it was mostly just dark corridors. I don't remember anything after that point.

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A note:

I remember that in the dream the surreal landscapes felt familiar but out of place. Although I did not get anywhere near being lucid, I've had more of these moments lately where I'll have pre-lucid thoughts or recognition of a feature from a past dream.

Well not really cool dreams just needed a title. LOL

Jamie dreams

Note: After posting last week, I felt really off and hurt, as if I could sense Jamie's hurt from (as if) reading my dreams. Oops, I'm cutting down on the things that seemed to make her upset in the dreams.

Dream 1: We are in fortnite (really these again). We are building all over the place, she stays some layers above me and is looking down on me like she is mad.

Dream 2: Fortnite again a few days later, Only now she is somehow editing my structures and making me fall.

Dream 3: fornite again Just remember catching up to her as she is phasing through a ramp, but this time she seems okay.

Dream 4: We are having another highschool dream. Jamie places herself in front of me nervously as if to get my attention. I try to interact with her but she's a little shaky.

Dream 4: Just remember we start to hug. good I hope things will get back to normal now. That is if you call this normal.

Youtube

I'm at some youtuber's house, a streamer I watch Byarteer, I watch him because he is the least cringy I guess. Anyway, Just remember me and a few other players at his house... No first me and my brother were flying to the UK to visit him. Anyway he kept sleeping randomly throughout the house. I wanted to leave and at every exit to the house i accidentally woke the guy up and he started yelling at me. Went back to a room and watched other people play squads, I was pretty bored.

Also had a second dream with this guy in it.

Sex Dream

But with a really old ex from like 2006.

thjere were other really vivid dreams i somehow forgot.

I tried to have a WILD this morning but fell asleep instead, but nevertheless I had a dild upon having a hand rc and realized I'm dreaming, although it was more of a semi lucid state. I knew that I'm dreaming but thats all that I knew, and wasn't really conscious of anything else at this point.
I was outside infront of my house under a large tree. I started to use the force to move the branches around, I finally succeeded. I regained my connection to the force. I felt this intense vibration in my hands, head and in the air as I stretched my hand out to the large branch of tree , it was something special.
Then I thought it's time to do something. So I started to go towards the local mall, for some reason that seemed to be a nice place to experiment around.
On the way out I met with my friend, so we decided to go together there.. First I thought I'd jump on one of the cars to ease our transportation since walking is a bit hectic, especially in a lucid dream.
the place was vacant, it was winter, snow covered the streets. the sky was almost pink . There was some sorts of barricade of cars there, we started to climb through the debris , then we were ambushed by what I suspected to be a krayt dragon, or some sort of dragon ,it was thin but nevertheless big and caused much panic.
I reacted quickly I waved hand signs and blew fire onto the dragon, it seemed to have hurt it and it went away...I was like "damn ,even my fire element ability has came back too!"

After that my lucidity really faded and I lost recall

Jamie 1

Just hanging out with her at someone's house, maybe hers. Maybe mine not sure. Don't remember much just good vibes.

Jamie 2

A few days later, Just a dream that me and my brother were walking with her but she was our disabled little sister or something and she was throwing a tantrum or something. Well that peace lasted a long time .


Jesus

Jesus is standing with some girl I seen on a dating site he has a marriage contract and is daring me with his eyes to sign it. I just wake up from shock before i can say, "hell no."

Jamie 3

Just some HH of jamie making out with random people in front of me looking at me seeing if I'm getting mad.

okay okay. No dating sites that go nowhere anyway. No crushes of any kind while I am supposed to wait for someone who hasn't talked to me in years, and all i get is these dreams. Has read my messages, but also refuses to reach out, yet insists (from dreams) that I send more messages. This all makes perfect sense! How can she even sense these things I am doing? I understand people with the twin flame/alien love bite phenomenon might get clairaudience, or vivid dream images, but to this degree? It's either real or a big epic troll from the spirit realm. I'll try to tune things down for now, but please try to understand the ridiculousness and insanity of this situation i have been put in. *rant over* #new week

Didsbury

Some random dream of running around didsbury, but it has a cool layout. I'm supposed to be in someone's play or show or something but I get out of it somehow. I'm at home later and i get a text from a homeless guy that is my friend and he wants something to eat. I get a birds eye view of him walking up a turnpike heading into town and I am somehow guiding him.


Mcdonald's nightmare

I was doing a night shift with this new guy. We kept getting into a fight. I kept hitting him with a grenade launcher. He jumped into a hidden part of the ceiling and I floated up and shot a grenade through the hole he had left. But the grenade didn't go off.

Moments later a bunch of kids swarm into the lobby. Crazy orders come on screen. the screen literally says ,"600 nuggets." I am freaking out. It's just me and the guy to do all the orders and what's worse A bunch of girls alk into the lobby and the guys start swooning over the loudly. I slam my fists down on the table and yell that I'm quitting. i head into a room with a window and see a car spinning around in the parking lot me and the guy flip him the bird. He returns the gesture. How sure how he saw us, but okay. Manager Emily storms out of the office. I am surprised she is there. She lightly touches my back which i find strange. and calmly says she will help with the orders. We start doing them and then I wake up.

It all started with a brief paralysis I had. I woke up from it so I thought no LD today either, and went to sleep normally.
The coming dream is hazy for me so I don't remember much. But I know that there was this girl whos presence brought me some kind of peace and for this I started to speculate
that this girl may be god or a form of a higher force, and that I may learn something important from her , so I tried to get near her to talk to her
That's when it started
I found myself at home, figured I woke up , then I went to look out the windows and saw that there are no streets anymore anywhere,
just endless heaps of trash, and endless amount of trash men picking up stuff. Also there was a mild fog .
I didn't become lucid yet, but I found it weird that there are no streets. Then I woke up again, I don't know how many times I woke up, but things got more creepy and grotesque and darker.
And then I ended up in what I call the shadow realm. I kind of became lucid because I realized its morning in real life , but here there was total darkness.
the lights in teh whole house were flickering , giving a deeper orange faint light with a reddish hue , I felt like theres a dark presence in the dream the whole time but nothing turned up.
I went to door to check out the street, it was like in real life but all the lights were off ,so it was just total darkness with a little bit of a faint red light coming from the sky, I could barely see anything.
But I saw that there are shadows 'dancing' all over the street, but none of it attacked me or anything. I quickly closed the door and went back in. I didn't know what to do.
I said that I guess I'm like Alan Wake , stuck in a dream, never knowing if I actually got out or if it's another dream.
𐤏𐤄𐩤𐤐 𐤁ߣ𐩤ߖߖ𐤏 𐤓𐤏𐤓 ߡ 𐤓𐤁𐤓 𐤅ߡ 𐩤ߖߖ 𐤂𐩪ߖ ߡ 𐤓𐩪𐤉ߖ𐤄

I entered the room laid down and tried to wake up
from there on my recall gets bad again
I woke up a few times in another instances of my home , once I woke up for real and then slipped back into the shadow realm then at a point I thought I'm done for, and prayed
and then I finally woke up

It was my first instance of being unable to wake up, it was really weird and scary...

Not much to report this week. nothing vivid.

Last week I commented I missed dreams of having a hug with Jamie. so.... As if in response I get a dream we are making out passionately. Not quite Just hugging but I won't complain.

Second dream, was me walking around a house with Jamie in it. And she was being really quiet and kind of avoiding me. Okay so she's at the, "I'll be good to you and go back to being mad at you." phase.

Haunted

A dream of being in a large haunted abandoned building with people from the youtube channel: The paranormal files. Jamie was there but she went missing in the giant abandoned place and the rest of us were looking for her.

𐤐ܴ𐩴𐩴ܴ𐩪 𐤍𐩤𐤉ܱ𐤍𐩤𐤃 𐤓݈𐩪𐤏𐩧ܱ 𐤓ܱ𐤄ܱ𐤐𐤍ܱ𐤏 𐩪ܷ𐤀𐤍ל
𐤓 𐤀ܱ𐤐ܱ𐩪ל𐤘𐤃𐤍 ל𐤃 𐩨ܱ𐤏𐤐 𐤅𐩪ܷ𐤐𐤍ܴ𐤏 𐤉ܴ 𐤁ܱ𐩪ܱ𐤏ל𐤅𐤐𐤍 𐤒ܴ𐩪ܷ𐩧𐤐ܴ𐤉𐤍ܴ𐤏
𐤏𐩤𐤃𐤍ܱ𐤍𐩧𐤍 𐤁𐤃𐤍𐩪ܱ𐩴 𐩴𐩤𐤐𐤃𐤍 𐤓ܱ𐩪𐤃𐤄 𐤅𐩪
𐤅𐤃 𐤒𐩤𐤐𐤓ܱ 𐤉𐩪𐩴𐤄𐤐𐩪 ל𐤃 𐤓݈𐩪𐤏𐤉𐤄
𐤅ܴ𐤘 𐤅ܴ𐩴 ל𐤐݈𐤃𐤍ܴ𐤃𐤍

First DILD since a very long time, I have been listening to lucid dreaming audiobooks and doing reality checks for a few last days, truly the daily practice is the most important thing in lucid dreaming, and not a particular technique, especially considering that I was trying WILD's unsuccessfully for a few months without much day-light practice..

The dream was too personal to relate, but I'll just add that I slept listening to LaBerge's ETWLD, woke up at 4:00AM and went back to sleep at 5:30, during the dream I just realized that something was wrong in the scenario and became lucid, I used that opportunity to truly connect with someone, I really needed this, it felt so good.

I was looking for this girl...but I didn't know where to look for her.
then at a point , in the dream I was in this village that for some reason felt a bit like those dangerous neighborhoods, and also knew that she lives there
at a point someone told me that she goes to this psychologist who conducts crazy experiments with her on some rooftop in a warehouse
me and and some other guy from the village went around ,we didn't know what to do, but then we looked up the places in the village on google , and there was a private detective office
we went there , and the guys spoke a scandinavian language, which I could mostly understand somehow... We asked whats the address of the psychologist and they quickly found it on the internet ,gave us name , number ,and address too ... So we paid them and went on our way to find out what the hell is going on there.
We stumbled upon an abandoned looking warehouse, there wasn't really a roof ,it was open to the air , there was a ramp there instead that controlled two panels that seemed to be the roof
we went up there and we found nothing.... I thought there's no session ,or this place is a fake address....but then I saw a control panel on the ramp ,and pressed it .
The roofs moved and there were perforations in it, little protrusions or holes on which you can climb up or down. And the two halves of the supposed "roof" could be moved in different ways ,but it was really dangerous , if you were to let go of it , you would've fallen into the lower floor of the warehouse. There were only two stages that you could land on if you jumped ...
And then it clicked, this is the experiment, the psychologist uses this to challenge the patients in physical challenges and place them in danger in order to harden their mind in critical situations...I could see in some kind of vision that sometimes they even threw off bombs into the deep and watch them explode in the air .
Then somehow I found myself on the wall, some cartoon characters appeared and fired bombs on me to get me off the wall... I somehow managed to evade most of them and get back on the ramp on the top..
And then we booked it . I was planning to observe the place from somewhere else ,or come back when they are there .... but then I woke up.

Jamie dreams.

Kept having a handful of dreams with Jamie in it. In them she kept meeting me at a motel or something. She had a very serious tone with me. Not sure what about wether it was something she was mad about me doing or she wanted to get serious? Not sure. In one of the dreams I saw a flash of words, "Message me,". Hmm, Let's see I was really stressed out messaging her in the first place and then the long weeks of waiting and not hearing from her were kind of rough... So that kind of kills the motivation for me. Is She does really read these I would like to hear from her. 100% chance I would respond back.


V

another dream about V from work. don't remember much just she was hanging around and smiling a lot.

Video games.

Was playing fortnite with a controller that was big and clunky. I opened some mail with a new controller but it was the wrong kind. Fast forward to playing the game. A girl was playing with me. It either was Asuka or Jamie. Anyway she handed me her controller and it went very smoothly. The games BTW. The TV screen would project out at you in 3D, like VR, and I would transition from holding the controller to actually being a character in the game.

Plane

I was hanging with some girl I seemed to know but have never seen her IRL. We were planning a trip to Texas or something. And I was saying how the air pressure in the plane was going to wreck our ears.

Jamie dreams

Two fragments when I'm falling asleep. She's suddenly around now, just remember her being happy and nice to me. sort of like being a good girlfriend. wish i remembered more of these ones.

Another fragment where apparently, I know her mom in this one. In this dream me and her mom attend a support group for people who have relatives who are schizophrenic (My mom is but on meds.) Then she picks me up from my dad's workplace which is a large and elaborate construction site. Next Her mom is driving me around country roads outside of Olds. I keep wanting to ask her about Jamie because I haven't heard from her in years. I decide against asking because I think it would make me seem creepy or something. I did once know a couple in didsbury, some older guy also called, "Jamie," with a mother for a schizophrenic. Use to see him and his wife around the bar in that town a lot. He also had looks that Jamie could have inherited from him if he was her father... Hmm.


filming

apparently I'm going back to an abandoned hospital to film something for youtube. But now I have to go through someone's office. I ask to film there and am approved. A girl from work V, drives me there, or her mother does. She piles in the van but is sharing a seat with me. We are up close and i am holding her leg. she seems unaware, I look and notice the passenger font seat is empty. I ask her why she didn't sit there? she doesn't answer.

Before going into the building we have to do some exercise with army people? there was something about Her throwing something and then I cut a branch? Makes no sense. We go in the building and follow a group of people. I ask where the abandoned area is. I am then led by someone to an elevator. it's all vague after.

work

Dream about making out with one of the indian girls from work... I need a social life and a S.O.

Not much to report this week.

Only Jamie dream I had was when I was dosing off.. There were voices telling me to not give up on her and to wait for her. Because you should always trust voices. I miss the dreams with her.

Work hell

A new guy at my Job kept being mean and harassing me. He kept getting in my face and was causing trouble. The store manager was staring at us as if it was an okay thing for him to do. I left work with Victoria, and we were walking on some streets like I was in Chilliwack. We decided to go to Tim Horton's or something and she was saying how she goes there every morning at 9:30. There was a mcdonald's worker suddenly working there as we went into the lobby.

Jamie dreams

Feels like she hasn't been as active lately, But I'm still impressed I get at least one dream a week. First one happens while I fall asleep i fall into a few micro dreams of Jamie just being there with me holding my hand. Seems like she is trying to re assure me that she is still around and isn't finished with me. Second dream I am visiting a guitar teacher I use to know named Jake ( who is also a well known banjo player who is known for playing canadian festivals." But in this dream I am seated at a keyboard. He asks me what I want to learn. I have a notebook out, it says Jamie was learning this piece or something. so I try it out. but can't read the notes that well. I think it was supposed to be one of chopin's easier waltzes. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eN5z1mu6j4M


The Drone Army

I dream I somehow get captured by these Sentient drones armed with guns and lasers. they are all self aware like a hive. there is a long sequence of me trying to escape but I can't. I'm in their lair which is like a big bowl in the ground with a complex at the center. My dad tries to get me out but when I climb one of the sides one of the drones buzzes in my way. i am terrified. There is a building in the center where we are being held. Two other captives are there, a woman and a Man. Pretty sure the woman was Asuka. This dream might have been one of their dream games or something. The drones are communicating through a screen to tell us their demands. I have a feeling they will try to kill us all. At some point me and Asuka find a bed to lie down in. We start doing things under the covers. A drone flies in and starts threatening me. Data asks what it's problem is. I say it doesn't want me doing doing anything with the girl.

I somehow wind up outside a house that's under construction. I see Mike from work and ask him if he knows a way out. He says try through the building. I go into the building and go in the basement to the other end. There is a woman Foreman at the construction building with some worker. I go to inspect a window to make it seem like I am working there. The man approaches me and we start talking. Outside is a staircase that leads to a road apparently in the drone's blind spot. the woman leaves the room and says, "My there are lots of workers here," I think she means me. I tell the man to just let me out of the window and I'll leave. He agrees.

I wind up leaving by a green grove of trees. i' climb over a hedge and I'm now by a huge overpass. the scenery is like the road from The Canada border to Seattle in Washington. I also see train tracks, and also a train which looks like it's coming at me. It stops on the track which is covered in green vines. I keep walking and wind up on a street. I figure I am safe from the drones now. I see a whole bunch of small black birds which I at first thinks is them. They place down a nice hat on the ground, so I put it on my head. I also see G walking by, he smiles at me and then I wake up.

Bjork

A dream of bjork visiting me. She winds up giving me a hug, or cuddling me or something. I find it very relaxing like she is also trying to console me. In any case I am happy to hear from her.


I had other dreams but completely forget what they were.

Friday, 18 October 2019

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Here, I will explain the essential decoding of entries that will eventually include “bird resurrection” in the title. The original entries will remain in my online journal.

Something coming to life, reviving, or waking from sleep in the last part of a dream is simply the subliminal, liminal, or supraliminal anticipatory autosymbolism of waking up, the preconscious precursor of gaining control of the physical body and the emergence of consciousness and valid personal identity. That is what most final dream segments include (more so with instinctual and lucid modulation), though with an infinite variety of content. Ultimately, the most common indicator of this process for me is a bird of any number of species from dream to dream.

The foundation of this process has occurred every sleep cycle since early childhood, though I have only thus far included some of the more interesting dreaming experiences online.

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Qebehsenuef Canopic Jar (October 18, 2019). A mummified parrot in an Egyptian falcon canopic jar (Qebehsenuef) comes to life, and the bird vibrates in my hands with pleasing sensations.

The most recent mental activity before this had been in slow-wave sleep (virtual mummification). I am lucidly modulating liminal space (anticipating the drop, but it does not occur). I had intestinal pain before (and during) sleep. (A Qebehsenuef canopic jar holds the intestines.) Note that any container typically represents how the dream self cannot arouse the physical body until consciousness emergence.

Decayed Fence and Strange Weather (July 7, 2015). At the end of this dream, Ava Gardner is in a lacey black dress. She is on the floor near a couch on her elbows, with her knees up. As I grab her heels, she transforms into a Tweety Bird foil balloon of about three feet in length. I strike it against the floor while holding the bottom edge, but it remains as it is. (It was similar to “Unconvincing Resurrection” from October 18, 2016, when I tried to resurrect a dream character from his skull in a bucket of water, but out came a novelty balloon with a skeleton print.)

That dream segment (the last part of a much longer dream) is probably more ridiculous than most other examples. Balloons and birds both correlate with drop anticipation, though balloons additionally relate to a subliminal, liminal, or supraliminal focus on breathing while sleeping.

One Quail into Three (September 26, 2014). There is a tall thin paper sack with a rectangular bottom that contains a sickly quail on its side. There is a vivid vibration as I hold the paper bag. Eventually, there are inexplicably three quail in it, two healthy, one sickly. Zsuzsanna is about to sell the sack of quail to an unknown woman who arrives at our door (lesser wall mediation with doorway waking autosymbolism). I wake as she talks to her.

That dream indicates the same process and with the same modulation as the first example, though instinctually rather than lucidly. However, enigmatic space (not a dreaming process) also became a factor here. Years later, in real life, our oldest daughter took an interest in raising quail (with Zsuzsanna helping her). When selling a few in town, the buyer complained about one of them being unhealthy, though it was not; it only had one feather out of place. Thus, my dream’s scenario was also literal, but years before real-life correlation. (One quail of a small hatching as here died in another instance.)

Baby Bird (May 4, 2014). We have a baby bird (possibly a wild finch) that fell out of its nest and is living inside my makeshift terrarium outside. It is weak and sickly, seemingly injured. By feeding it small pieces of rubber cut from a bicycle inner tube, it grows and becomes healthier in a short time. Later, after feeding it potato chips, it ceases to exist.

That dream might seem bizarre to people who do not understand the co-occurrence of dreaming and waking processes. Bicycles are a more grounded form of vestibular correlation anticipation than flight is (with less expectation of the drop), so this is instinctual modulation to correlate emerging physical preparedness as much dream content is. Next, come potato chips. As they crumble easily, I associate them with the dream state losing cohesion (and the bird and anticipatory factors dissipate as a result).

The Hummingbird Power (January 2, 2007). In this dream, a hummingbird had gotten into our house, and I do not want it to become weak over time or injure itself. Holding it creates an extreme sense of compressed weight as well as pleasing powerful vibrations. Although it seems to have gotten squashed when I absentmindedly close our front door, it seems invulnerable and flies back into our house for a time.

Ceramic Chicken (from 1963) is one of my oldest validated dreams from before I could write. A statue coming to life is the anticipation of waking (cortical arousal).

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Hopefully, this entry should serve as a partial foundation for idiot-proofing my online dream journal when it comes to this type of content.

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