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Dreams from March fifteenth to sixteenth, 2018

The dreams tonight had somewhat of a different flavor. I am also paying attention to how I fall asleep now. I think I fall asleep the fastest when I stay still. But sometimes I compulsively fidget. So I am noting how I do with falling asleep and whether or not I stay still.

Earlier Dream Pieces

R S is there. He is doing 100 pound dumbbells on incline. I am seeing if I could do more than him but on flat bench.
C H and R M may also be somewhere in the dream.
A lot of my first dream memories are vague so far.

A Chance with B R

In the first round of dreams I actually go on a date with B R. I have this job I am just starting at, at the same time, within that context. It is like a grocery store job. So she is like, you should go into work. And I’m like, no, I have to wait until I’m scheduled, so I don’t become workaholic. I am taking some apples out of the fridge while we talk. It looks like the apples in my 15 Swoo fridge, except in my room. B R asks another guy a question about himself and I feel insecure that now she is more interested in him than in me. I am thinking I should do affirmations about not being insecure, or being secure, but then if B R found out I did them, she would think it was weird. Like it would “bias the situation”.

When I am done in the fridge, I am sitting diagonal from B R. She is sitting against the adjacent wall, diagonal to my right. I’m hinting to her that I have time off work, so we can connect on a deeper level. I am sort of pointing my knees at her or something. I think I will just be insecure forever.

I mention to her the last time I got carried away with work, a writing project on my birthday. (Dream context.) Since then I have not got carried away with a work project.

Notes

I fell asleep almost using like a WILD method except my mind conked out. I wasn’t trying to WILD, but I was just trying to stay still. Once I stayed still, sleep came on pretty easily.

Long Adventure: Parking Panic, Borrowing Pants, Coloring, Dream Forum

My memory of this dream begins with me parked behind this car. The front of my car is right up to its tail. It must have backed in front of me because I never park that close. Another car is pulled up and about to parallel park behind me. I realize they will probably block me from getting out of the spot by parking too close on either side, and hurry up to get out of there. I hit the ignition and push up into the place where the parallel parking driver is. The cars are red and grey or silver. What kind of cars are they? Who are the other drivers? What road is it on? What else happens after this?

Something with G A comes to mind.

I am in a parking garage after talking to some friends about a job. A T is telling me something about how I have to work hard. I am wearing a white T shirt and doing I T Band stretches by hanging on a beam. Who else is there? What is the job?

At some point some of my clothes get wet. Near some lockers, a woman lends me her clothes to dry myself off. Not her regular clothes but her spare clothes. I see her walk through the hall and thank her for giving me her pants. I realize this sounds awkward in front of other people who don’t know the context, and apologize. What else happens between this and the next part I remembered?

Well, next part is, I am in this class room. I hear three women from high school, E R, A T and maybe another. They are singing this song that goes something like, “Ain’t no tool, just pick up the phone! Ain’t no tool, just pick up the phone!” It is about not being self-sufficient with self-help tools and instead asking others for help. Apparently it is some kind of recovery concert. I’m thinking to myself how since I got into recovery, I have seen so many changes I never would have expected.

Next thing I remember is I am in the class room listening to an African American woman with short black hair say how she doesn’t like the way she looks. She is saying how she doesn’t like her nose and face. I am telling her she looks great, and is probably just judging herself harshly. Without me noticing, her hair gets all these bright yellow highlights in it. I notice the way it looks with her skin color. She continues talking to me about stuff. Then T S comes in. He is wearing a white shirt. He starts talking to me. I ask him to please wait because I am already listening to this woman now. So he waits. Does he disappear?

Next thing I know the woman’s hair is short and spiky. She might become a completely different person. The thing is, I notice the sudden change, just without realizing it could be a dream. Still, I am questioning how it could have happened. It seems to have happened instantly. I am like, did you just change your hair? And she is like, oh, yeah, I just got a quick hair-cut. Throughout all this there is another woman I am trying to impress. I guess by being really nice.

Next in the class room we are all sitting around drawing. I am trying to draw Piccolo from Dragon Ball Z. The sensations of drawing within the dream are pretty vivid but something seems uncoordinated. I am thinking I really need a reference drawing. The woman I’m trying to impress won’t think less of me for using a reference drawing.

Another guy is standing around and there is a seat next to me, so I invite him to come draw. I tell him that he is more than welcome and there are plenty of crayons. (That was nice!) He sits down in the open seat to my right and I pass him some crayons. There are these two really short crayons, the size of a tiny pencil eraser from a clicky pencil. He uncaps one and it draws a whitish grey color. He calls it black though. I guess his vision must be inverted, but still I question that for a moment. The next crayon thing is gold. He calls that one gold. I figure gold must be the same whether colors are normal or inverted. So I am questioning things but making sense of it with dreamy thinking.

Next thing is that people are coming in t take a big class picture. We’re all in a class room and when I look around there are a lot more people than before. They have all these cameras taped together, like a grid of cameras. The idea is that we have to tape together more cameras to be able to take a big picture of everyone. So I decide to jump in and help. I find some fold up tables to use as a work bench for taping together more cameras. (This is funny.) One table is broken or difficult to set up. One of the tables is a reddish kind of wood. One of them works well and that is the one we set up.

At some point my Nana calls me and it is Christmas. I start to think it must be Santa Claus’s birthday or Nana’s birthday but I don’t say happy birthday to either of them. So I think I should say happy birthday to either of them.

There’s a part with these two older program guys at a table talking. They say something that catches my ear. Or something like that. So I am kind of laughing and then they notice I am there. So then they change their conversation and start saying how everyone who goes to the program has to have a “religious experience” in their dream and all this spiritual stuff has to happen to them. They have to have a dream that saves them. I’m overhearing them while looking at this basin of water. It is in a kind of religious room. What comes after that? Do we ever take the picture?

I think I start looking into a cabinet and then I am on a computer. I am browsing a forum about dreams. My user name on the forum is Charles.phone. I am thinking of a dream I had. (I am not sure if I really had this dream or if it was just implanted context. But the dream seemed really familiar.)

I click on a thread and it has a grading chart for my lucid, dream. There are all these numbers next to various aspects of the dream, such as getting lucid and stabilizing. The dream is about being in this under ground place. (Did I ever journal this?) I am thinking, well, I have this whole point system already, I guess I am ready for the competition. Somewhere in there is the word rapping. In my dream journal entry I get a Dialed and then points for attempting to stabilize it.

Then I am reading another person’s dream journal, or a post she has made, about her dream. It is only a few lines. It says, she is on a beach, and there’s someone there. On the beach, she wants to smoke, but she doesn’t know if she should. She ends the post by asking what it means. I get an adrenaline rush and jump to reply, “YOU SHOULDN’T SMOKE!” There’s something about how she wants the beach to be a peaceful place, not a smoky place. Did anything else happen after that?

Notes

I woke up in a funny way. Without me even doing it on purpose, my whole body just contracted and stretched with a big yawn, and I found myself awake. I was not expecting that. So I was like, okay, stay still and think about the dreams! My body doesn’t usually have a wake up surge like that.

When attempting to go back to sleep, I was staying still a while. I was in and out of consciousness and then some small itch came along or some discomfort, and I adjusted. Once I adjusted, I really lost so much progress towards getting to sleep. A little fidget is no small thing! I tried to tell myself I will just adjust this one thing, and then stay perfectly still. But after that, my legs were going wild for a good period of time. Eventually I got them still again and managed to get to sleep. But that one little itch probably cost me like a half hour. I think I fall asleep faster when I stop myself from all the fidgeting so I need to do that, even if its uncomfortable at first.

At the end of that long dream there might have been something with brushing my teeth. That came to mind as I was almost asleep the last time.

Small Buses

This is just a dream flash. There is a school bus going by my house toward the main road. Two more buses are coming the other way down my street. It is raining out. The two school buses going the other way are tiny, like the size of compact cars. They have bright head lights.

I woke up from that realizing it was a dream flash. So I was like, okay, just stay still. And you will be in another dream soon.

Stacking Salmon on the Phone

Another short dream. I am at 1 6 24 and on the men’s meeting line. Someone is having a turn talking and they ask something about what its like to give or receive feedback on a meeting. Someone else says well you already are doing that or something. G or C is on the line. It is dim in the 1 6 24 living room. Then there is something where S doesn’t get a turn to speak in the meeting, but he was moderating. So, he asks if he can speak or check in. So then he is speaking, and in the meeting so we say hey can I check in. So he goes hey guys my boss rejected me today. Then this guy Todd comes in (not anyone I ever heard) and goes, “Hey guys, I’m here!” With no regard for Scott’s share.

While listening, I am stacking these salmon fillets on top of each other. I put them skin to skin, wondering what will happen if I eat the skin. I stack some others fillet to fillet, so they are kind of alternating. I think they are partially cooked. Maybe someone else in the house comments on the salmon.

Telekinesis on a Cantaloupe

In the next dream I am at the Arboretum near the map. The map is a table though, with all these pizzas on it. I walk down the trail with the bubbly trees, thinking it is cool how in my dreams, I can eat whatever I want. All those affirmations that I could eat whatever I want really paid off in a way, without me needing to even eat them in waking life. Somehow I realize this too is a dream, maybe as I walk by the map again, going the other way. The table surface is white. The pizzas are not on the table this time, but I remember them from before I got lucid. I want them to appear again. I quickly think, “Pizzas will appear there!” And then turn around. At first there seems to be nothing, but then I see a tall pizza shaped slice of cantaloupe! Well, close enough, I’ll take it! Just then people start walking out of that middle trail there, and the cantaloupe falls or jumps away.

Telekinesis comes to mind. I put my hand out and try to use Telekinesis to draw the cantaloupe to myself. It flies in my direction but a few feet to my left. I turn around and try again. Then the dream ends.

Fiery OOBILD

As I think through the previous dream, I feel some vibrations and O B E kind of sensations, start to activate. I try to go with them and see what happens.

I am laying on my left side. It is like if I “push” into the bed, and through it a little, I bounce back up, to the “right” which is “up” toward the ceiling. I bounce back and forth like this a little, seeing if anything happens. I hear some voices and feel some prescence in the room. There is some voice phenonmenon taking place. Some voices are whispering, “Yes! Yes!” and other voices are saying “I’m Nervous!” It’s funny because those are my thoughts but I am hearing them as voice phenomena. There is a while strobe light kind of thing here and there. I am like come on we can do this it will be alright, in my “inner” voice.

I roll my right shoulder down so I would be on my front, and this kind of rolls me off where my “bed” would be. There is a table there between my bed and the wall but no pillows like in physical world.

I notice that my dream desk is on fire. It is a bright yellow flame with a hint of orange. It looks kind of holographic. It bounces all around the desk. Behind it is a note book that has the words TRY and another word in big bubble letters. The word TRY is in black. The other word has the letters L and Y and is 3 letters long, but those letters are outlined, but not filled in. I know it is a dream.

I feel heavy and scared. Some things seem to flash and flicker in the room. I think it is really an O B E this time. I manage to pull myself up from the floor to my bed on my elbows, and push myself up. It takes a lot of energy. I am ready to just crawl back into my body, expecting it to be on the bed. However, when I put my arms there, I don’t see a body on the bed. I am kind of relieved that it is just a dream, and not an O B E. I have fear that if I have an O B E, I will be standing outside my physical body and then some other non physical being will fight me off and go into my body. I have never experienced that but it is just a fear. So I am all ready to fight the thing off if need be and go back into my body before it can get in.

The rest of the room is dark. I step over my bed, moving a little more easily now, and go close to my burning desk. More holographic looking flames appear. I try to touch the fire a little bit. I don’t feel heat. But it is something.

Even though I know it’s a dream, and my physical desk isn’t really burning, I still want to put the fire out. I am thinking about how to get water from the bath room to the desk, or what else I could use to put it out. I am basing this all on my expectation of what would be there in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness.

Bright Room

Eventually I was back in my physical body, in my physical bed, or so I thought. Then I noticed the light was on. That couldn’t be the case so this must be a dream. I am glad to have caught it, but I want to lay down and think of the dream so far before I go engage this dream. I figure the L D will be so solid that I will get up and write the whole dream, but within the dream. Well, the dream doesn’t wait around for me. It ends, dropping me back off in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness.

I wonder what would have happened if I had got up. It could have been a fun L D! Well, next time.

Notes

I had really good recall of these dreams. The OOBILD was kind of scary and ominous. And very vivid. I told myself, well, that’s part of being an oneironaut. Exploring the dreams. I am not hurt or anything like that.

So I fell back to sleep after recording the dream, trying to stay still.

Funny Game

Something happens with my sister earlier in the dream. What happens earlier in the dream?

Well, here is where my memory begins. I am looking through this Pokemon screen to select a team of Pokemon. I decide to select a dragon type team. There is a big array of Pokemon that it says are Dragon types. It says Diancie and Cacturne are Dragon types, and this makes sense to me in the dream. In fact it says Diancie is Dragon and Flying but I think it should be Dragon and Fairy. So I scroll through that and select some Pokemon.

Next I remember, I am flying or falling down this side scroller video game level. It is like a free fall. This Star Fox looking thing or eeveelution thing is falling down next to me. It seems like I am supposed to battle it. I get the understanding that it is a ground type eeveelution. When it hits the ground, it will make a big Earth Quake. It has a big body and a small head. It is falling head first.

When we land, it kind of stalls. I am between it and a stone wall. It seems like I won’t be able to jump up to the top of the ground monster thing since it is out of my jumping range. Some how I dodge out of the ground monster’s way and get past it, out into the open. A spring appears like the springs in Mario or Sonic. I jump on that, hoping it will bounce me up on top of the ground monster.

It makes a really funny boing noise and sends me flying off the screen to the right, totally unexpectedly. Then I return from off the screena nd land somewhere near it. I start laughing and realize it’s a dream as I wake up. It just seems really funny to me, the way it bounced me.

So I thought back through that one, and stayed still, to get back to sleep, after recording it.

Chrono Trigger!

How did this dream start? My memory of it begins with me walking out on this World Map of a video game, similar to a Golden Sun world map. It is like a Chrono Trigger game though, with the red character with the sword chucks. I walk onto a spot on the world map that is like a cave, and battle music starts. Then, when I step into the level, it is like a cave, but right when you step into the door, there is a hole you fall into, and lose a life. This seems like a really cruel video game design. I hear a sound effect when I fall in to the hole like when Mario loses a life. The second time I fall into this hole, I look and notice on the top right corner I have 5 lives, like in a Mario game. The third time I go in, I somehow manage to move this grey panel beneath the hole before falling into it. I have no idea how this is possible, but it works, so I go to the left in this video game style cave.

Then the game becomes more 3 D like a Nintendo 64 game. I am walking around by this brown hill with a ledge at the end. I am trying to pause the game or get the camera angle to be from behind me but it doesn’t exactly work. I am controlling the character from outside more telepathically, instead of with a video game controller. I am not aware it is a dream though.

I slowly begin to notice a big shadow of a big monster towering over me from behind. I am like, wow, cool, the video game makes this shadow effect. I try to pause the game to buy some time, but it won’t pause. Then this blue electric jelly fish thing appears in front of me. It seems like something I have to battle.

What else happens after that? I don’t remember if there was more or it just jumps to the next part.

Song

Next thing I remember, I am running or flying alongside this pink humanoid rabbit kind of character. It is either that, or a big dog with a Majin Buu kind of head, all pink. I am thinking of getting an R 4 D S to play Pokemon Sun and moon, but that might not work because it is for D S, not 3 D S.

The pink thing’s head turns red and it speeds way ahead of me. There is this song playing. It goes something like, “If it means something to you, it means something to me. I’ll surrender to you, if you surrender to me.” The first line might be “It means something to you, if it means something to me” which would change the meaning. It has a tune to it that I tried to capture on my voice recorder once I woke up.

I look ahead and there is this big robot head looking thing and it looks like it has a giant cigarette poking out of its mouth. I am speeding straight towards it. I start to realize it could just be a car exhaust pipe. But the way it turns to face me it seems more like a smoker.

Sleeping in a truck

In a brief false awakening, I am sleeping on my front in the back of a truck. My head is hanging down off the back of the truck and I can see the road pass beneath my face. I think to myself, wow, this is a great way to sleep on my front. Almost like a massage table, with no pressure on my face.

Notes

The dream song played for a while in that dream. I had it fresh in my mind once I woke up, but as I laid there thinking through it, I fell back asleep. When I tried to recall the dream, I could get the dream memories, everything I had before, except the song! Only a little of the song came back to me and even then, it was just a guess. What I learned from this, and previous times, was, if there are song lyrics, or If there is some specific kind of phrase, record that right away. Those things have tended to slip my mind more quickly, especially song lyrics, for some reason. Of course, moving to turn on the recorder and speak too soon might dislodge the rest of the dream, so it is a trade off. Got to “play it by ear.”

Notes

I couldn’t get back to sleep after that last dream. It just wasn’t happenin’! After the previous night, I was really looking forward to a similar level of dreaming. Tonight didn’t seem as high a level of dreaming, but last night was like way above average. Tonight was an average amount and of course all the dreams are special in their own way. I don’t know who produces these dreams but it is my favorite channel!