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Created Saturday 28 July 2018

Salt and insomnia don't mix. Anyway, I got a DILD to note, along with some scraps.

Scrap Group 1
At home. Eustice's (a friend of mine's) mom is vising. She seemed her usual goofy self at first. Later, she mentioned that Eustice died. She didn't seem to get too worked up about it. I mention the whole thing to my brother, Fletcher.

Wandering around town. I visit a mall, which I was "sure" had an awesome, fancy buffet.

Dream 1 - School Trance-Ision

Dream transition while meditating, though I initially thought this was just a dreamlet. I was seated in the bleachers of a high school gym, supposedly as a student in a summer school program. The last last day of such, actually.

I continued concentrating, counting down my breaths. Later, one of the teachers, some botox-suffused woman with long, black hair, complained about something a group of students did. Not sure what it was, but it seemed to have spoiled an event she had planned for the day. She had no idea who did as much, though the woman gave flagrant and often misattributed insinuations of those responsible. One of the students, her assistant, whom appeared as a younger, slightly less artificial version of the woman, joined her in this tirade.

End of the day. As I left the gym, I finally took notice the dream. I levitated through the doorway while seated cross-legged, taking my time with my meditation. Shortly afterwards, that above-mentioned girl rudely bumped passed me. She started harassing several of the other students, blaming them for "ruining her day". Quite annoying, then quickly became aggravating when she went after me. In response, I telekinetically swiped her to the wall. The girl got up, then ran and pleaded for her life. Such a grating voice. I commanded her to go to sleep. Colorful, ghostly ribbons fired from my hand and towards the nuisance. Upon contact, the girl was knocked unconscious.

Soon, I was approached by another teacher, a tall, tanned skinned old guy. At first, it seemed as if he disapproved of my actions. He then casually tossed various forms my way, all of which I caught in my underarms. At a glance, these were merely "participitation" certificates. Well, I suppose it was a decent gesture.

I instantly awakened afterwards, still in meditation.

This is my dream journal! Hurra!

Something that comes and goes in my dreams are my gender... sometimes I'm a female but then suddenly I'm a male??

When I'm a female in my dreams I'm often in a arranged marriage or relationship my mother chose for me.

1. One dream was me being married with the most evil man on earth, basically. He told me he would kill everyone I cared for as painful and slowly he could if I didn't move into his house. But I didn't listen since he already had written "married" on my hand/arm with a knife so it was covered with scars. I did never return. (But I did as a male to my sister's baby shower tho)

2. Someone was using me for an experiment, so when I ran away and found my husband. He was already married to 5 other women. I desperatly tried to tell him about all the horrbile things someone did to me but he refused to listen. He accused me for being mentally ill and that he was glad to have married other women who were "healthy" in mind.
I even begged my best friend's husband to listen and he did. But the other men quickly told him not to pay me any attention since I wasn't worthy any of his time. I was soon brought back to the same place to contuine the experiment.

Dreams are different when I'm a male though.

1. Girls/women have tried to take advantage of me or even tried to rape me.

2. A girl claimed that she was pregnant after rapeing me which made me worried.

Something else happend in a dream that was very odd:

I was being chased by some odl classmates and I thought to myself that I didn't want to do it anymore. So suddenly I kind of split into two pieces. I saw myself running away with the guys runnig after and at the same time I was standing still. I quickly noticed that I was a male and the female version was still being haunted. For some reason nobody paid any attention to me expect one woman that was sitting on the ground further away and she was smiling at me. She was even calling out to me and suddenly I felt very stressed like I didn't have much time left. So I hurried on my steps and yelled: "Mother! Run!" but the woman didn't do as I told her. She watched me getting closer and her smile disappeared.
This time I screamed while crying: "MOTHER!" and suddenly - BOOOOOOOM!!!!! I flew backwards and landed a few meters away. When I looked at the place were that woman should've been, I felt so heartbroken when I stared at the huge hole in the ground. - It was all that was left.

The woman didn't look anything like my real mom. Not even a bit. But still I called her mom and she called me for some name I don't remember.

Night of July 27, 2018. Friday.

Dream #: 18,848-06. Reading time: 1 min 16 sec.



My dream starts with becoming aware I am watching a series of “Grimm” episodes. I am not focused on specific content, mostly indoor character interactions.

The episode I am watching is meant to feature the Eisbiber (“ice beaver”) played by Danny Bruno (as Bud). Over time, it is Neelix, played by Ethan Phillips, from “Star Trek: Voyager.” Neelix acts like the Eisbiber character. He moves, nods, and shakes like an Eisbiber, but his appearance never changes.

The images become a “real” studio setting with the actors (rather than the characters they play). They are filming in the actor David Giuntoli’s house. Over time, there is no one else around. It seems late at night. I consider I may not know how to get out. I stumble around in the dark in what may be a kitchen (though it is like our kitchen in real life).

Soon, it is light enough to see. David walks out from a room in a white bathrobe. I start to explain to him how I was a tourist who somehow ended up in his house.

He nods, saying (without emotion), “Uh-huh. It’s time to go home now.” He turns to go back into his bedroom. I notice two big spotlights on the floor as I find my way to a doorway. They seem broken.

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The last part is typical RAS modulation, with a celebrity as the modulatory avatar (in a role as a detective, one of the more common forms). It is a typical subliminal “return to bed” directive that occurs at least once in every sleep cycle.

The rest is a reactive representation of the waking process. It includes an association with beavers (as in building a dam, which causes water to lower, with water otherwise being the reactive representation of sleep dynamics). Bud transforms into Neelix as the vestibular system simulacrum. (He travels in space.) The broken spotlights represent my dream’s ending.

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A few non-lucid dream sequences/fragments. My dreams felt very long and the places I was in felt vast.

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Sequence 1:

One of the last sequences; I remember being driven by my partner to a small white building. It was the lobby for some sort of research complex. I went in and it was decorated with white and black inside, and there was a receptionist, a slim black-haired woman with her hair tied in a knot and she was wearing a black suit with skirt and a pair of glasses. She was speaking to someone else, both of them were standing up, though her desk was at a normal sitting height. She was explaining something to this other guy. She noticed me as I approached and I said I wanted a job there or something, she asked me what relevant skills I had; I answered truthfully (in waking life context), that I had not had many formal jobs. I also said something else random like I was good at blasting things or something.

She then said "let's see what you got then". And then I simply remember being in another area that looked like an old or ruined town, and what looked like trenches or canals. She was there and in a different outfit, with a sword; I had a sword and a shield and I could see myself in third-person now (so it had become like a game), wearing a similar roman-era battle outfit. She got a few blows in first but I bashed her with the shield and she fell on the floor and I struck her with the sword in long swipes; sword swipes left a glowing trail behind them.

There's something missing in my memory of the sequence here; next I am at what feels like an underground facility, the research complex. I am in a cylindrical room, on its upper half, which was separated from the bottom by thick glass and metal beams that made an aesthetically pleasing pattern. There were researchers here on upper half and on the bottom half I saw a test subject (which in my dream-mind I knew was a volunteer, like I was for the project) walk in through a doorway, to the centre of the room, where there was a raised platform. A researcher was in front of the subject on a control panel and adjust some things and the subject transformed into a 50ft/15metre creature; as a creature, it was pink and white-ish and with flowing appendages, not quite like tentacles. It also looked semi-translucent in parts. I have a dream-memory of seeing several transformations, each with very different resulting creatures, but all large.

At some point before this entire sequence I remember seeing a similar giant creature like the one that, before I "knew" about the research complex, and it had been in some sort of combat situation. It may have been in the previous sequence.

I remember watching more of these transformations and wondering if they would do me at some point. My memory of this dream sequence ends here.



^{Edit: Made this 3D image of how I generally remember the transformations room. I didn't add a lot of detail simply because I don't remember it anymore. The grain is just because it's a quick render (6minutes).}

Fragment 2:

This came before Sequence 1, and was just as long, though I only remember fractioned details.

I remember being in a different ruined city area, which I got to by going down some steps under a mountain or something. I remember seeing some sort of interface for my health points and equipment, and my health was very low. I had no top on either, and for some reason in the dream context that made me extremely vulnerable. There were rats and other pests around, and I remember I got to a place where there was some sort of faction's base, where they were defending from another faction. One of the guys there wanted me to train first, and he had me lie down on a table of some kind where they either injected me with something or attached something; either way, something like an exoskeleton formed and my fear of being vulnerable went away. They explained something about the process, how a sodium injection was required but wasn't the only key to this. I remember there was a training room in the downstairs of the base.

Fragment 3:

In the same region as before, I remember being on a stereotypical Asian looking rooftop, and looking around and seeing the mountain where I came from, with the steps under an overhang. It was day, but the sun wasn't very high and there was cloud cover, though it didn't quite cover the sun. There were a lot of shadows. Looking around more there were other mountains to the left and then further left were plains and forests, back up to the point of seeing the steps mountain again. On the rooftop was someone else. A boy or a girl or a young-ish person anyway. They told me something about the winds that were coming and that we had to do something. I could see large, fast, clouds coming very low from the mountains. I don't remember much else other than seeing this character before in an alleyway.

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Some notes:

• The sparring match with the receptionist went on for quite a while and I remember that even though my sword would cut her to chunks, she would "respawn" and we'd fight again. The combat reminds me now of Warframe and Shadow Warrior (both of which have strong Asian themes).
• The first time I saw the giant creatures outside of the research complex I was not aware that they were human test subjects, so when I saw the transformation process I felt bad for having participated in a combat with one, especially given that I felt I'd rather be on the creature's side anyway.
• Watching the creature transformation process I remember feeling a bit envious. In the context of waking life, I know that transformations of even the smallest degree are impossible, but a part of my subconscious still desires them, which attracts me to creative content that represents those themes. The transformation theme in general is a clear dream-sign, but one that I must remember to set an intention to make notice of, due to its prominence in games, and therefore the fact that it's so well embedded into a part of my reactions and behaviours towards it.
• It is a little rare that transformation themes are so present in at least a couple of dream sequences. They were clear dream-signs and I should have done a RC.
• The researchers at the complex wore no special clothes or outfits, they were dressed casually or with suits, so a potential dream-sign did not manifest there.
• The "exoskeleton" wasn't so much an exoskeleton as it was making me "buff", I seem to remember.
• Being at the rooftop especially should have made me RC due to a fear of heights, especially taking note that being a stereotypical rooftop, it was sloped.

Um, ... um, .. well I'm back posting on DV ... so Ill record this.

Woke and got to remember the end of my dream. Im picking up different plastic shavers to take of the stubble that gradually grows on my face. Im nearly 59 of Welsh dna. It happens.

Then I lay all cuddled up in bed, it is wonter in Adelaide Australia.

I'm going to record the gist of my thoughts.

After a dream that coincided with the October 2015 Lucid Task of the Month,

My past and future lives opened up to me. Over several days.

Just now after the "dry shaving dream" Thoughts happened. I often get deep thoughts on waking. I think the thoughts are more important that the dream. I think my brain is in a very receptive state after waking up slowely. And maybe these thoughts are ....

I know that in 350ish years from now, Im back. So about Saturday 28th of July 2368 I'm a grade 3 Arahant nun/monk.

One of the study moduals for year threes in this 12 year school is to conntact one "deep past" incarnations.

My deep future self chose THIS past incarnation to contact.

This mornings after dreaming thought was:

In this original incarnation MAYBE I completed suicide.

My future monk-selfs 3rd year school project is to get my past ALL my suicidal moments.

I know and have known for over 21 years that I'm supose to die at 87.

This morning the thought occurred to me that my deep future selfs school task is to get me to my 87th year.

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Soon after posting the above abot 50 minutes ago
This earworm began.
I was jiving along to it a while
before realising
it was one of my important earworms
It relates to the above post.

Why ?

Your guess is as good as mine
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Created Friday 27 July 2018

Got a DILD to note, along with several other dreams. There was more to the non-lucid ones, though I neglected to write notes of such so as not to disrupt my sleep. I also assumed I had multiple LDs while experience the one below, but I realized that wasn't the case upon waking up.

Scrap Group 1
Watching Teen Titans Go. Starfire and Raven get an ominous message from a mirror, a warning about a future enemy. Cut. I get dragged into an episode of Steven Universe. There was an ongoing Homeworld invasion. Thought this was merely a capture raid, until the ships started zapping people into dust. Reluctantly, I cooperated with the lead characters, heeding their orders of keeping myself hidden. I rushed to a nearby home, where I concealed myself in the garage. Rewind. I chose to hide under a table outside. When the coast seemed clear, I ran off, only to get blasted.

Dream 1 - Simple, Affectionate Advice

The visuals were very dim. I falsely awaken in bed in the middle of the night. Reactively, I start rubbing my hands together, and also felt out the nearest furniture and walls. Took a while to figure this was indeed a dream.

I then levitated, to then get orbited around an unknown point. I almost bumped into various hanging lamps, misplaced objects from the kitchen. After a minute of trying to keep steady, I think to summon a Marloss Berry. Almost instantly, I'd acquired a like, apple-sized berry, though the darkness made it appear grey rather than pink. Anyway, I immediately took a bite, only to find it'd vanished before I could even taste it.

Warp back in bed. Without thought, I brought forth handful of mixed rice, just to see if I could. This actually proved to be a substantial, flavorful snack. Again, I floated around. And again, I tried summoning a Marloss Berry, but failed doing that. I then attempted to call my guide, E, imagining her laying on my extended arms. This too had no effect.

Reloop. I'm in bed yet again, stubbornly persisting my summons. Eventually, I felt someone very close by. Upon adjusting my vision, I did indeed find this to be E, her form appearing as a glowing grey phantom. Before I let emotion get the best of me, I asked her how I could get better at LDing. "That's easy. Through practice and diligence.", she replied with a wide grin. Even at the moment, such advice seemed quite obvious. At the same time, this reminded me there was still room for improvement, perhaps a lot more. All in all, it was very reassuring.

I caved in. Another... happy moment ensued. This went for a few minutes before the dream collapsed.

Dream 2 - Several Kinds of Invasions

Scene 1 - Another Dusk Drive
The visuals were a bit dim. I was taking a ride through the highway at dusk, going through a bay. Not too clear on details. Transition.

Scene 2 - The Wolf Pack Burglars
The visuals were very dim. I falsely awaken in my room. My brother, Oscar, was passing by. Soon, I overheard intruders creeping throughout the place. I glance out the door to find several wolves pacing about. These were semi-trained beasts, owned by a middle aged guy with black hair and moustache, and a similarly aged woman with auburn hair. Both of the human thieves were dressed in heavy, many-pocketed clothes.

Silently, I alerted my bro of the threat. I slowly locked the door, only to flounder in place. Alarmed by the noise, the male burglar approaches for a closer look. Once he got near, I jumped at him, doing my best to keep him at a headlock. But them, those savage canines defended their master, tearing at my legs.

Cue a timely transition.

Scene 3 - Kid Popped Up Outta Nowhere
Similar visuals. I was wandering around my unlit home during the middle of the night. I spotted my nephew, Gunther, running about. Later, I bumped into his cousin, Stephan, who seemingly appeared out of nowhere. I remarked on his startling me, which seemed to upset him a bit. Unknown transition.

Scene 4 - Sylvester Stallone Is - Alien Hunter
The visuals were a bit blurred. I was watching a Stallone action movie. The lead character was leading some kids through a dense jungle. In a clearing, the group finds a broken spaceship, worn from years of abandonment. Stallone's character recounts a tale of an alien invasion, of which he had a large part in stopping.

Don't recall how this ended.

Scrap Group 2
Watching my brother, Gerrard, play Sonic Mania along with my sister, Harriette. Several checkpoints transported Sonic into an evil version of the stage, each of which sounded the theme for Mystic Cave Zone as its background music. Several later stages had music from Mega Man games, including Elec Man's stage from the very first game and Misty Rain from Mega Man ZX.