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I'm on a beach under a grey sky. The sea is green and churning, with a lot of thick foam. The sand is grey and rough, packed hard and cold under my feets. There's a heavy wind, the smell of the sea rushing around. There's a woman and a man here, in a hushed argument. Both are brown haired, the woman with a sloppy ponytail and the man with a shaggy cut. The woman is hugging something to her chest and the man is begging, his sweet, open face full of sadness and longing. She steps away from him and drop what she was hugging into the water, kicking it away in the waves. It's a pelt, a grey, shiny seal pelt, and it's melting in the sea, turning into seamfoam under the waves. The man, the selkie, is devastated, torn by the lost. He hugs himself, head low and shoulders hunched. I go to him, touching his arms lightly, try to confort him. He looks up to me, and his soft, milky skin is tanning at an accelerated pace, covering itself with layers unpon layers of heavy freckles, his cheeks reddening like the begining of a sunburn. I touch his jaw, his skin is hot and feverish. He takes my hands in his and his fingers are cold and wet.

Some kind of supernatural woman whom has been in a deep sleep for a very long time suddenly wakes up from her slumber and realizes that she is inside a coffin and is moving about as if she was in the middle of the sea. She bursts through the coffin easily (she has superhuman strength) and looks about her bewildered.

[ a big break in my memory ]

The woman ends up in a extremely bloody battle and kills tens of hard trained soldiers in mere minutes. During the battle she had entered some kind of frenzy / trance and she remained in this state for a long time. For such a long time that she ends up slaughtering hundreds more. She ends up casting a dark shadow of gloom and fear over the whole world she lives in, untill she meets a young child. This child (maybe 10 years old) somehow ends up wrapping his arms around the woman and seems completely fearless, even though he knows she is a killer. The woman becomes baffled and asks the child why he`s doing this.

The child responds "because your the one who needs this the most."

The woman suddenly "wakes up" from her trance of blood lust and anger. She becomes overwhelmed and crippled from a mix of emotions, mainly guilt. She eventually decides to do everthing in her power to try and mend the wrongs she had committed. She would start with this one child, whoms parents, unknown to the boy, she had killed.

[ a break in memory ]

Years pass by and the womans new child becomes a strong willed and good natured lad. Though through his years he had harboured one single dark side to his otherwise compassionate and happy self, his need for revenge. Revenge for the killings of his parents and revenge for the memory of holding his lifeless and cold loved ones, this memory was still burned so deeply into his psyche that he remembered everything in stark detail.

One day the womans past comes to haunt her in the form of her old coffin. The coffin, which was the color of dark green and had strange symbols etched into its sides and lid, had moved with the waves of the ocean for all these years, chasing its owner. The woman was cursed and her time had run out. Her imprisonment called for her, called for her to once again be sealed into the coffin, to once again be driven into madness and then unleashed into the world, thus continuing the never ending cycle of death and destruction, for eternity.

She tried to resist the power and pull of the coffin, she tried to resist the translucent ghosts that were crouding around her, tempting and hacking her mind with dark thoughts, trying to force her to change into the killer she once was. She was slowly moving closer to her doom, step by hovering step. Her boy stared at her with wide eyes, he now knew it was she who had murdered his parents. He had seen his parents in the form of ghosts for a fleeting moment, quickly fanishing like the thousands and thousands of other swirling ghosts.

"I know you cant forgive me. I will accept my fate.", she announced with surprising confidence. She started to move towards the coffin with greater speed, but she suddenly stopped. Her son had wrapped his arms around her, yet again, just like all those years ago he said "your the one who needs this the most."

Her curse broke.

We where in old down town, a very old town but there was one problem everyone seemed to have their own problem. The thing about this dream is that if you knew how to WILD your where good as dead. Lots of people fighting, running, screaming,jumping! I came up with an old friend again in a previous dream who was chasing me and i would bump into me of times. I woke up, I felt the dream fade, I kept my eyes still and body still and wanted to perform a DEILD but I stumbledand didn't know how to 're enter. Back asleep I go, awake one again, I was with all my old friends again but this time I was more violent, I was goin through the past with the people I've hurt

Morning of April 3, 2016. Sunday.



I am present in a three-dimensional animated setting yet I do not perceive it as representing a cartoon or featuring cartoon characters. Scrooge McDuck has a large new airplane. Huey, Dewey, and Louie are present and look on at him in puzzlement regarding his “car repair” activities. We are apparently in the basement of one of his mansions.

It seems that Scrooge McDuck does not know that he has an airplane and instead thinks that he has a large fancy car. As a result, he thinks that the “car” could use a lot of work. This includes taking the propeller off the front as well as sawing off the wings.

In the end, it seems that he still might find it a bit difficult to drive the “car” up the stairs.

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The basement setting is autosymbolic of having been in deeper sleep prior to RAS mediation commencing.

The staircase is precursory autosymbolism that represents the liminal anticipation of the waking process, in this case, going up the staircase to achieve consciousness.

Scrooge McDuck as my preconscious avatar, rendered to correlate with the waking process dynamics, is in the usual preconscious scenario of resolving the vestibular system correlation inherent to the dream state, which is based on resolving the illusory physicality of the dream self. Both an airplane and a car typically represent the physical body in sleep as a factor of vestibular system correlation, but as an airplane flies, the transformation is autosymbolic of resolving that the real physical body is in bed, with the anticipation of the falling sensation typically experienced as a biological factor of the waking process no longer present.

With this dream type, my preconscious avatar has the essence of the emergent consciousness factor, which is shared by the potential of the car going up the stairs.

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2/4/16:
(Dreams from this morning so recall wont have too flash detail this late)
Dream 1: The people on camp and I were swinging from ropes.

Dream 2: I was in a cooking class about how to make bread. We made these square loaves which we put in a tin and in the oven to bake. I was talking with the instructor and asking them if it was normal for there to be flour left on the outside, and he said something like it depended on whether the crust was hard or soft. I think the bread turned out to be soft and spongey and quite nice, a little like Turkish bread.

Dream 3: I was either entering a train or a library, I'm not sure, and I was looking for a seat. I found one and went to sit in it and found myself sitting next to a girl I had asked out. We both met gazes and smiled awkwardly. We were silent for a bit, but then we started talking and it was clear she was still friendly towards me. I made her listen to one of my favourite songs and she seemed to like it. I think some other stuff happened after this but I've forgotten.

Dream 4: The people on the camp and I were involved in a business training session of some kind. We were in pairs and trying to persuade the other about all sorts of various topics.

I wrote this up earlier and forgot to post so I'm just going to write up a very brief version...

Dream 1 - Gingerbread man
Evil doctor gets put in a sarcophagus by these teenagers who wanted to act as the hand of justice. I'm an investigator and try to find him, I enter the crypt where he's supposed to be and find one of his evil experiments (a zombie). I'm in a room and the zombie is now a small gingerbread man with a missing leg. A delivery man enters and sits down, I tell him not to because the gingerbread man is under the table, it bites him and he gets infected. I try find it but it's missing, which means it's learned to crawl. Me and the man turn to look at one another and share the same thought of "Oh shit... It's... LEARNING?!?".

Dream 2 - Waterfall
I'm on a field trip with a bunch of people, it's a nice sunny day. We're on the side of a road taking a lunch break, there's a waterfall which everyone is keen to jump off but it's too high. A guy told me that my friend Daniel jumped off with goggles, I knew he was lying. I go find my friend Daniel and he tells me he didn't jump, he's also surrounded by girls. Everyone is now heading to jump off the waterfall (it's not too big anymore but it still is.. So it doesn't make sense). I catch up to the people at the back, one of them is a different Daniel I know. We're about to cross the railway, a train is coming so we have to wait while the rest of the class goes ahead. Now there's an obstacle course thing we're navigating, I lose Daniel and this other guy I was following and they hop onto a minecart. I just manage to spot them before they disappear into a wooden tunnel ride. I follow on foot and duck my head to crawl through the entrance. Eventually I catch up and I get pissy, "Where is the waterfall?!?! It was right in front of us so what the fuck is going on?!".
I didn't really understand it was a dream I guess.

I went to sleep again today around 11am, I just felt so comfy and tired and my cat cuddled up to me for a while. I had a similar dream again.. The same idea of trying to get something but not being able to do. It should be right in front of me but just keeps getting further away. Weird, I've only really just noticed that my dreams have a sort of underlying story theme. I'll try pay more attention to this I guess.

1) I was in a class and was asked to read. I looked at the page and couldn't understand the writing, looked back and it had changed. I knew immediately that I was dreaming, but looked at a hand to check and it looked very odd. For some reason I remember then thinking "I'm dreaming" but it shouldn't be like this, and lost lucidity immediately. I was then in a playground and I can't remember anything else from that dream.

2) Looking back over a skyline and seeing a tennis court with 2 high chairs at each end. Then I was playing football with a boy with a tennis ball.

3) Looking at a clockface, it was raised and golden. The clock was really old and in a wooden case. I was fiddling with the mechanism and adjusting how fast the clock was going. Then I was with someone else and it was like being in school we had to collect our drawings from the week, I collected a few they were some that I remember my children drawing when they were younger. Then I was in a university canteen chosing lunch. I looked at all the food and remember it in detail. There was a vegetarian moussaka, a girl sitting to the side had her elbow in the salad of the one I wanted and I was abit annoyed that she was touching it but decided to have it anyway. The serving lady said I had to eat the salad first then she would heat up the moussake. I ate the salad then she took it away to put it in a microwave. I looked at the time and notice dthat I had an appointment and couldn't be late so rushed off and didn't have time to eat. Other things happened that I can't remember. Then I was outside an old people's home and someone had been put into an ambulance thatset off on blue lights, it didn't go very fast and I was discussing with someone about why they bothered using blue lights.

4) I was stood by the front door of my childhood home. There were two black panthers outside, and I was struggling to lock the door so they couldn't come in. Then my family arrived home in the car, I could see my wife looking at the panthers. A young man was then fighting with one of them, he was losing and he was bleeding heavily from his neck. My family came over to the door with the young man, they were talking at the front door rather than getting in and I started kicking one of the panthers. I think I woke up then.

I had a false awakening, I knew I was dreaming because I heard voices from a TV/radio. It was very hard for me to get out of my bed, my body was moving very slow. I kept focusing and once I got out, I walked out my room towards the front door. I counted my fingers on my right hand and their were 6 of them. I went outside and started flying to the right. I then was flying up, and I could actually see myself as I was jumping up, I wasn't wearing a shirt.

Next thing I know, I fall down and I'm on the surface of the moon. I started to fly around, I saw some building, they looked like they were made from moon rock. I landed and wanted to go inside one. Then a bunch of moon puppies started chasing me. They were all blue and looked liked skeleton dogs. They reminded me of skinny ryhorns, from Pokemon.

So I have an insane amount of crap to get done in the next two weeks. But I had to stop by and write this dream down, because it was awesome. This was essentially my first successful WILD.

I only slept 5 hours last night (usually sleep 6.5-7.5), so I laid down for a nap when I had a spare moment - around 1:30 PM my time. I only had 25 minutes or so to sleep. My body has been really tense lately, so I focused on relaxing my muscles completely as I laid there. As I did, I noticed my body going relatively quickly into sleep paralysis. I let myself descend into the dream that followed.

It was hazy and not super vivid, but it was definitely a dream and I was definitely lucid! I found myself falling until I was on a roller coaster with a very good friend of mine. It was a sunny day as well. This roller coaster was cool because I had some degree of control over where it went and what it did. We went through all sorts of environments. As we rode, there were these giant dinosaurs and snakes leaping up trying to eat us. One smaller theropod did successfully bite my arm, but since I had control, it had no effect on me and I really didn't feel any pain. They were all just part of the ride, in essence! For one portion, we reached an apex and then went backwards (sort of like Expedition Everest in Disney World, only steeper). I think music was playing, but I can't remember clearly. We even passed by a giant image of my friend in the air, and a factory filled with inventions!

Unfortunately, I think I involuntarily moved or something, and woke up after that. D: However, I was able to get myself back into sleep paralysis for a few more minutes, and kept my eyes open this time. I stared at the light right above me (in the real world) and saw what looked like a squirrel sticking out of it, as though it were popping out of a hole on the ceiling. It looked around the room curiously. Reminding myself that it was just a hypnogogic hallucination, I attempted to change it with a limited degree of success. It turned into a few other mammals, then a man's face with a beard, then a lady. After that I woke myself up fully because my alarm was about to go off, and my roommate came in right then too.

Freaking awesome! I need to try this WILD thing more often.

Fragment

It was evening. I went to toilet and back to my room. I thought about making a prank to my pal, and took a costume of a horrifying ghost - a woman with dark hair, wearing a white dress.

Second dream

I was at a wedding. With family we drove to a small restaurant, where a black woman in a purple dress was telling random stories and jokes about marriage and stuff. I didn't listened to her, going outside and entering sewers instead. It was dirty all around, but it wasn't stinking. I saw one of my classmates playing with spiders, and met a man working in sewers. He told the classmate how to tame spiders, and then he went away saying "I have to meet up with Irene! Goodbye!". I went back to surface and met my father, then I entered the toilet. I wanted to pee, but there were people disturbing me. First a girl entered my cabin, then my father just tore the door to it and thrown it away. I thought "Screw it, I'll just do this!" and started peeing blood.

I was dreaming that my first husband's family & I were all at some shopping mall & bowling alley but it was all abstract & jumpy like scenes. I don't know another word to describe it. It's like the scene changes all the time. Like we would be talking in a shower, at a table, in a restaurant that has those half wall looking things that have those glass cubes. We all were just talking about what to do about something but I can't remember what it was. It wasn't the normal banter w/ these ppl but it didn't feel real off either. Dreams about these ppl come & go because my first husband was the bio dad to my oldest son & my twin daughters. My current husband is their dad however & I am the mom to our youngest son (his bio mom is not in the picture). I would have remembered more but my Meesha (cat) was all over me during the night. I found out she has worms so I guess she wasn't very comfortable but I bought her some meds today & hope she calms down.

The first dream is from yesterday, I was too tired to put it here.

Space opera:
I'm in a gigantic spaceship, watching two men argue violently. One of them is obsviously military, trying to keep the other in rank. The other is some kind of scientist with psionics abilities, and he abrutly end the discution with what amoung to a force-shock, effectivly killing the military man. I run away before he sees me, along a curved corridor with lights embedded in the wall and shining white panels. I reach a vertical shaft cutting the corridor and flight myself upward using some kind of telekinesis, until I find a sas that open into a lab with a lot of people in lab coats, busy working. Some of them have a light halo around their heads, and are in charge of the other. I tug at the sleeves of the worker closer to me and gently levitate them into the sas. One of the man with a halo tells me "I'm not allowed to carry butterflies with me." I understand that butterfly is a slang to designate non-psionics peoples. I grab the railing and keep picking up the butterflies to get them away.


Relativity in time and space.
I'm in a big house, almost a manor, with another woman around my age. We're trying to protect a child from someone, and we have the help of a two men: a young, good-looking one with the face of a cursed poet and slighty curly brown hair, and a taller, more brutish one with a gentle streak. Both of them know of a place in which time is folded on itself, and the door keeps changing place. The poet seems to like me a lot and each time we find the door and get inside he welcomes me with a hug. The child, the woman and me keep changing outfits, matching the place and the time we get in each time the safe haven moves, leaving us behnd.

In which the water balloons will not burst...

My nextdoor neighbor, her daughter and I are standing outside on the sidewalk. We have a bag full of water balloons. I pick one up and throw it on the ground, but it just bounces. It does not burst. We take turns grabbing the balloons and throwing them at each other or throwing them on the street. None of them will pop. The child becomes bored. My neighbor and I are confused and frustrated. Why won't they burst? Why did this work when we were children, but it doesn't work now?

Preface
Sleep at midnight..
In the past many times, I've had dreams where I am a 3rd party watching a story. The people in the dreams are unknown to me in real life, but they seem strangely familiar. I attach myself to a character in the story and I feel emotions.

DR1
I am watching a rockband, that has a female singer. She's thin and tall with long dark brown hair. She has a boyfriend in her band, but it's not clear what instrument he plays. Immediately, I attach myself to her, and it feels as if I am hovering over her or standing behind her, wherever she goes.
The band is talking to their manager, about a gig they are going to play soon. The girl isn't too happy because things aren't ready. I feel the emotion of frustration.
Her boyfriend tries to calm her, and it works. She and I feel secure when he touches her hand.
The band is outside, in the evening time, walking towards a stage. However, they have to walk through an area of people, fans. The girl has a beautiful body, so she likes to wear clothes that show her stomach. But she doesn't really like people staring at her (I think this is odd but I roll with it)and so she is constantly covering her bare mid drift with her hands. When she does so, we both feel naked in front of the crowd. She stops and starts to feel violated and panicked. Her boyfriend comes up behind her and puts his arm across the lower half of her back. Instantly, we feel better, and we keep walking. All is well.

D1 - Only remembered one dream.
In a room with large wooden desk chock full of paperwork and ledgers. I am pawing over a large ledger.
Someone needs the information and I am looking down columns for name underlined. I answer a phone on the desk.
Later someone comes in and takes the ledger and photocopies it so they have their own copy to relate to when calls come into the main office. Noooo! the information is not uptodate. I try to sort out the mess.
The information is all to do with the xmas play ~^ what the... and the boss is there in his office waiting to see me, uh oh

[comment]
Ok I have recurring dreamsign here
that i am going to try and use as a trigger