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    1. Deja Vu lucid, nl - Oct 25

      by
      ZAD
      , 10-25-2018 at 03:06 PM (ZAD's DJ)
      nl - in a college math classroom with a smart (or dumb but hardworking) guy who the teacher pointed out was doing double problems because he didn't have a partner (he had a sort of greasy notebook)
      blue square experimental water (diving?) mask is forced on me, stressof not being able to get it off, finally manage to get it off but pretend it's still on, somehow gets transformed into shark mask (i remember thinking this was cheap)
      younger rita(from dexter)/mazella(old teacher) at pool, I'm using the shark version of the mask

      I'm in the woods, the trees all have a strange peely white bark, I'm throwing a black handled screwdriver from WL into the trunks (it sinks in nicely each time), I'm hiding out from some pursuers? i have to squeeze under some very low branches (intense fear) and then take a path through houses that is 100% deja vu (dont think i journaled it but I've been here before), at one pt took an alternative path, became lucid, just went w the flow, 1234 in big serif letters like an address, white building, in the past i went into the workshop w wood floors and walls, this time i bypassed and went into a white sunlit room with a small tv, realized i was losing dream and counted but it was too late, had brief fa where i could tell it was transp. eyelids effect amd not real, was making patterns on the pillow with mind
      Tags: déjà vu
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening
    2. Swimming with Kim and Adventure Recruitment

      by , 10-25-2018 at 09:20 AM (The Lab Notebook)
      Awake, Non-lucid dream, Lucid dream, [Commentary made while awake]

      [For the second lucid in a row, I'm actually aware of the dream beginning, and it begins the same way as the last one - a visual scene emerges out of a blank nothingness, and I focus on it until it expands from a few little circles to fill my entire field of vision. This time,] I'm out in front of a big, old, two-story wooden house where some Toastmasters meetings are going to take place. I go inside to attend them, and some of my real-life Toastmasters friends are there, too. There are also visitors there, whom they are trying to recruit to Toastmasters. While I'm standing around and talking with the group, I demonstrate my ability to fly from the ground floor of the house up to the upstairs balcony. I compare it to "lifting myself by the seat of my pants" [shoutout to Dr. Seuss!] because, I notice on this particular occasion, that's roughly what it feels like when I bring my concentration to bear on the task of actuating that ability. It feels like I'm using my mental concentration to lift myself up from the small of my back and propel myself through the air. I say to the assembled DCs: "I used to be very secretive about my flying, but now I'm very open about it. I think everyone should be able to enjoy it." [And I do.]

      After the meetings are over, I walk out of the house onto the street, except where one would expect there to be a street, there is instead a big, shallow swimming pool. It is surrounded by tropical plants, and its edges go in a series of curves so that the overall shape of the pool is a big, amoeba-like blob with lots of curving pockets sticking out every which way. I walk around to one side of the pool, sit down on the edge, put my feet in the water, and think: "I wonder if I can change my clothes just by thinking about it?" I close my eyes and concentrate on what I want to happen - namely, I want to be wearing a swimsuit. I can actually feel the swimsuit form around me. When I open my eyes, I'm wearing a tankini with tribal-looking geometric patterns on it in raspberry, burgundy, and many other colors. I exclaim out loud, "Holy $#!*, I did it!" [It was a super cute swimsuit, but certainly not one I would ever choose for myself in real life. Upon reflecting afterwards, I realized that my dream body doesn't have stretch marks - or if it does, they're much less noticeable than they are in real life, since I don't remember noticing them - and it's also less fat than my real one, though not dramatically so.]

      I notice that the regular clothes I had just been wearing - jeans, button-down shirt and white sneakers - are now floating on the surface of the pool, around me. I get the rest of the way into the pool. There are two other people enjoying the pool, two guys and another woman. I realize that while my swimsuit top has shoulder straps, it also has a part that's supposed to tie together across my back, just at the bottom of my shoulder blades, and it's untied. I approach the woman (the pool is shallow enough to walk in easily) and say, "Trade you ties?" We tie the ties on each other's swimsuits, as I had just requested. She is some type of POC [most likely South Asian? I couldn't say for sure] and very pretty, and her name is Kim.

      After swimming and lounging around for a bit, the two guys, Kim, and I all get out of the pool, down at the far end of the 'street,' away from the house I had just been in. Another dream character is standing there, a petite, definitely East Asian woman
      [she reminds me of a younger Agent May from the "Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D." TV series]. She asks me and the two guys to come with her; she is recruiting us for some kind of spy-adventure-type mission. [I have no idea why she ignored Kim completely, but she did.] We follow her, but I turn to say goodbye to Kim, who is now standing on the edge of the pool, as I go.

      The two guys and I follow Young Agent May into an area that looks like an ancient temple courtyard, all dusty dirt floors and high, light-yellow-tan-colored walls of rough-hewn stone that stand open to the sky. There are lots of wall segments forming corners, but there is a space off to the left that's more than big enough for a dark-brown, equally-roughly-hewn wooden table with two people sitting behind it. This is the check-in desk for the adventure/mission. Young Agent May goes over to check us in, and I look around the courtyard while the two guys start to explore. As I'm looking around, a brochure printed on unbleached brown paper appears in my hand. The title, printed in a curved swoop across the center in big, yellow letters, reads "Dole Presents: Adventures in Dole Whip."
      [Or something like that. Interestingly enough, I could read the whole thing perfectly fine. I can't remember all of it, but I'll reproduce the text I do remember.] The brochure goes on to say: "This dreamer is about to earn her title! Next Task: Create a tiny, consensually-dressed, applesauce humanoid." There's even an illustration of this little humanoid figure I'm apparently supposed to create out of applesauce. [Don't ask me what "consensually-dressed" is supposed to mean. Presumably "dressed in an outfit of its own choosing," with an undertone of "modestly dressed."]

      I wake up to the sensation of my left arm being asleep. I've fallen asleep on my left side, something I rarely do.

      [Cool! New ability! This is the first time I've ever changed my clothing at will. I guess that counts as changing my appearance, although I really meant changing an aspect of my physical body.]
    3. Beatles in the Barn with Tiger

      by , 10-25-2018 at 08:16 AM
      Morning of October 25, 2018. Thursday.

      Dream #: 18,938-02. Reading time (optimized): 2 min. Readability score: 83.



      In late morning, I find myself in a big barn (in an unknown location) that serves as a recording studio for the Beatles. There is much sound equipment on hay bales and the barn floor, such as big amplifiers and mixing consoles, but I do not see any musical instruments. There are a few unfamiliar men present, one being a producer, another, a sound engineer.

      While a man is checking a track, there is an unusual drum fill where the snare audio reverses at least twice. The man is puzzled and asks Paul McCartney what that was, but he does not reply. A different “drum fill” is heard, but it turns out to be someone knocking on the barn door. (This scene is ambiguous for two reasons, one, a door knock would not have reverse audio and two, the sound came from the equipment.)

      A man comes in with a tiger that belongs to John Lennon’s wife (Cynthia Powell). He pets it for a short time. There is no sense of danger.

      Later, there is an unknown man with a Bainbridge livestock prod. He taps the tiger with it on the rump, and John and the man with the tiger slowly leave the barn. They seem cheerful. Next, the man uses the prod on some farm animals. He touches the rump of a horse with it to get it to move to the corner of the barn. The horse seems annoyed but goes where the man wants him to go.

      I do not see any of the Beatles at this point and decide to leave the barn. I go around to the back and see a young version of Zsuzsanna, who is about eight years old. However, my real-life identity is not extant in this dream, and so my dream self does not recall who she is. There is a cage adjacent to the back of the barn. There are at least three brown-mantled tamarins in the cage, a mother and two babies. Zsuzsanna is sitting on the ground watching them. She does not speak. I hold the paw of the mother tamarin, stroking the fur on the back of its “hand.” It seems tame.

      Later, I get up and go back into the barn, which is now empty and full of hundreds of flies that start buzzing in my face. The air is thick with them, and they are loud. I soon decide to leave the barn and slowly wake after I walk back out. As I wake, I realize that the illusion of the flies was a distortion of the sound of the fan and its air on my face (from the foot of the bed).



      Two other dreams came before this, one of sending many DVDs over time to a member of the dream journal website (a long-term male poster). The other related to capturing each instrument from the Beatles’ “Being for the Benefit of Mr. Kite!” to use virtual versions (mostly on keyboards) for a live cover.


    4. pinball machine

      by , 10-25-2018 at 02:50 AM (My Robotic imagination)
      I start this dream in an extremely dark place and someone is playing a pinball game. He's not doing so good and lets me finish his game. Now I'm playing and it is very hard to see as there were no lights on it that worked, just a completely dark machine. I ball went over to the left side and I thought it was a goner but it ended up over at the ball launcher. I pulled the spring lever and let it go. it hits the ball and sends it up but on the way up where it was almost out of the tube, I hear another sound like the ball smacked up against a marble ball. The ball I sent out went back into the launcher tube and the second ball it hit was sent out onto the main gaming board. I left the first ball resting on the launcher as I didn't want to deal with two balls being out there at the same time as the second ball bounced around and made sounds. To help me see better in the nearly black place I angled the machine towards a row of tall open windows among the wall that had moonlight coming through it. Something, a bumper or spinner sent the ball shooting at the middle. I quickly grabbed the flipper button and the left flipper quickly moved over the gap, blocking the ball from going any further but also jamming the flippers and causing a tilt. I launched the second ball and there was a bonus car thingy on the main board. If you manage to hit it and get the ball inside, the ball will ride the car in a bonus area where you get a lot of points at. Upon launching it something hits the ball and it bounces of the top and went over to the left where a bumper shot the ball up into the car.

      The Orange colored car goes flying out of the machine and it lands next to me. I tried to see if I can move the car back in but since my controller was fix to play the pinball I couldn't move it well. I mashed on the buttons, trying to get it back into the game but it was only moving a little bit. By this time there was some light coming in from all around as a sage colored light behind some kind of fog. Are we outside now? As it slowed down something hit the car from behind, towards the machine and I saw it was another car! It kept hitting it but took damage as it did so and ended up blowing up. After that the car respawns next to me and I saw that this time it had claws on the front of it like the ones one the sub of the Boukenger pink zord. It came around the front and was coming up to me and then I saw that I was laying down as a dark colored Megazord stood over my face, then it knocked itself over onto my face and felt the plastic hit me. Even though it didn't hurt I can hear myself talking to him, saying. "Ow, that hurt. You can't just do that like that because your body is hard!"
      Categories
      non-lucid
    5. Log 1274 - Pinch and Tickle Gag and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 10-25-2018 at 12:39 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Wednesday 24 October 2018

      Got two LD loops and a fragment or two.

      Scrap Group 1
      Watching some action/horror movie.

      Dream 1 - Pinch and Tickle Gag

      Scene 1 - A Goku vs. Piccolo Fight
      The visuals were a bit blurred. Spectator mode.This took place i n the main lobby of a condo complex. Goku and Piccolo from Dragon Ball Z suddenly appeared, both cartoony figures contrasting the environment. The two were locked in high-speed fisticuffs. At times, I took control of Goku's movements, at times in first person, and at others in third-person. No matter the perspective, I could otherwise feel and hear from his point of view. Either way, neither fighters had the upper hand over the other.

      Various forgotten transitions before the one below.

      Scene 2 - She's Got My Eye! Well, More or Less...
      The visuals were very dim. False awakening in bed. I quickly got aware. I called out to my guide, E. Almost immediately, I sensed her forming behind me. I turn to look at her, when she suddenly gouges her index finger through my left lower eyelid. After pinching between my cheek and said eyelid, my guide tried pulling me towards her. Gotta say, that stung like hell! I calmly asked her to let go, but she merely laughed this off.

      Various transitions. There were at least two repeats of this scene. Several unknown transitions,
      where I'd lost lucidity, until getting to below.

      Scene 3 - Mobile Destabilization
      The visuals were blurred. I falsely awaken in the floor of the small upstairs bathroom. After thinking over how I'd even get there, I slowly figured the dream. I run out to the hallway, faint sunlight providing illumination, and continued all the way downstairs. Things were destabilizing. So, I started rubbing my hands, and when that didn't work, I spun around. But, neither of these actions helped. Warp. Transition.

      Scene 4 - Tickle Submission Hold
      The visuals were very dim. I was back in bed. Still aware. Once again, I called out to my guide. But, before she could try any funny business, I grabbed her bare foot, then got my revenge by tickling her. Giggling to the point of helplessness, she finally relented. I pondered in silence for a moment before speaking.

      "What the heck?", I pressed of her. "Why'd ya do that whole eye-pinching thing?"

      E shrugged. "Well, I got your attention, didn't I?"

      "Fair enough, I guess..."

      There were more pertinent things in mind, but unfortunately, a bunch of other random thoughts drowned those out. Of these were for me and her to, of all things, vocally imitate scenes from random media. Can't even recall what they were. After that were more, uh, base desires. A... warm moment occurred. Afterwards, the dream collapsed.


      Scrap Group 2
      At home. Various family members were around. So too was E, who appeared only in bed clothes. We talked about the above dream.

      Dream 2 - Cobalt Banshee

      Scene 1 - Escape the Banshee!
      The visuals were quite blurred. I was upstairs watching TV in the master bedroom. Various other family members were also around.

      Just then, a ghost appeared out of nowhere, her hair white, skin cobalt blue and with a darker tinted frilled dress to match. Scowl aside, she looked rather comely. Given her sorrowful and angered wailing, she was certainly a banshee. The phantom darted from person to person, screaming into their ears until they'd lost consciousness, or worse. Unsuited to this whole terror, the Overworld Theme from Super Mario Land was sounding loudly in the background.

      I wised up to the dream, but was no less frightened. So, I rushed downstairs to the living room, where I conjured E once again.

      "What's wrong", she asked blasely?

      I pointed towards the stairs. "Heads up. We've got company."

      I took a defensive stance, waiting for the ghost to appear. But after a minute, it seemed she simply left. Did it flee, I wondered?

      Transition.


      Scene 2 - Beware the Banshee!
      Similar visuals. Repeat of the above. But, when I got to the living room, I found that the banshee was already waiting for me. In an instant, she took grasp of me, and cried her horrid wail. Warp. Transition.

      Scene 3 - An Understanding...?
      The visuals were dim. I was in bed. More pertinently, the banshee was still holding me down. Before she yelled again, I spoke, asking her for reprieve. Gently stroking her face, I got into an entire monologue about peace and forgiveness and all that jazz. It looked as if she'd calmed down, and was perhaps even mesmerized by my words. We had a silent moment of understanding... only for her to suddenly blare out yet again. I was shocked out of the dream.

      Updated 10-25-2018 at 03:14 AM by 89930

      Categories
      false awakening , dream fragment , lucid