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*Travis messaged me asking for advice which I thought was quite strange. He wanted advice on how to get women. Then it started playing a video of him being completely drunk to the point were he could not funtion. I felt a lot of compassion for him and wished him well.

*There was a free show of magic that someone suggested I attend. They stated this show has be going for years now.

I have never had much luck with recognizing dreamsigns, even after noting them and consciously resolving to do so. Most of my few lucids seem to spontaneously arise or occur after some random thing triggers a suspicious state of mind. However, I thought that perhaps there might be some profit to putting the effort into writing down a list. Perhaps the extra effort involved in writing them down might trigger recognition in the dream state.

The following are reliable dreamsigns, that is, barring extremely unlikely situations they would only appear in dreams, or would be impossible in waking life.

_High school girlfriend
_High school home (the farm)
_Impossible skateboarding tricks
_Extreme Acrobatics
_Haunted house

The following could appear either in the dream state or waking life.I try to to a state test whenever I encounter them. This has yet to transfer into the dream state.

_Bodies of water (lakes, rivers and especially the ocean)
_City streets
_Tibetan Lamas
_traveling
_forests
_mountaintops

May we all reliably recognize the dream state and use it to train in virtue!

*i use few yearsold pictures from same place for ilustration


In the morning at 10 AM something told me that I should head outside into the nature. It was just a feeling. The weather seemed to be OK so I packed few things and headed out.

In the beginning of my journey a nasty wind blew which almost stopped me in my tracks while trying to ride my bike. Originally I wanted to go to the rafting place and to the shallows, but intuition told me that I should go further to the temple.

I took the first turn into the woods instead of continuing on the road.


Sometimes I went on foot. I arrived to Nove Zamky when again intuition told me to change the direction and continue via the meadows instead of continuing via the woods.

When I was nearing the destination, I had a thought that it wouldn’t be a bad idea to paint the inside of the temple. There were a lot of graffiti inside.

After I arrived, I discovered that the inside is painted and that there are hundreds of lady-bugs inside. They are probably trying to wait out the winter time there.

Templ



I went to go look down to the river where I discovered that the natural stone wall is repaired. There were stones put into place with concrete. I was afraid at first because there was a very strong power place with good quality energy directly below the natural stone.

Before repaired


I put down my backpack and went to energetically investigate the place. I found out that the energy flow is somewhat changed, but there were still places with strong energy and fortunately my favorite place wasn’t affected at all.


Power place


I climbed further up and investigated few other places. I checked out also the temple. It wasn’t impressed of its energy. I felt it mostly in its center, while it was more pronounced in front of the window. I went back down.

I tried to sense whether there are any beings in the vicinity. I didn’t sense any.

I enjoyed the view for few moments.



It occurred to me to try the shamanic journey into the lower world. I didn’t do any preparation work. I just greeted the place and all beings in it. Then I tried to tune in.

I took out the drum and started drumming in the rhythm set by my sub consciousness. First I was surprised by the sound effect of pulsation. There was a weir about 15 meters from me and I could hear the water fizzling as I was drumming. The drumming disturbed the sound of fizzling. In one ear I heard the drum and in the other I could hear the pulsating fizzle of the water. I didn’t do any relaxation. I just tried to visualize a way down the cave. As an entrance I imagined a hole in the rock which was directly behind me. I was just vaguely perceiving visual inputs. There was no additional data. As I was continuing down, I tried to add the sensation of touch and others. After few moments I visualized/perceived a point of light through which I could see outside.

I neared the place and climbed out below a big tree. Again, I tried to visualize and this time there was something more. I didn’t see anything clearly – just very vague flashes. I looked around a bit and saw some flashes. I extended greetings and then went up again after few moments. It occurred to me that journeying there an back again few times in a row could improve the journey/experience quality. I did another journay and on the way back, it occurred to me to look at a different place in the middle world which I originally considered to use as entrance into shamanic world. I imagined a turn within the cave and climbed out on a beach in Finisterra. The perceptions were much stronger because I spent there recently 18 days and I could bring up details of this place much better. I stayed there for a moment and then back to the cave and back to the place where I started.

In the Lower world I maybe sensed my power animals. I tried to get a glimpse especially on the third one. I am not sure but it looked like an armadillo. There was an information coming subconsciously that it doesn’t like to leave the Lower world so I can meet him i future mainly there.

An attempt to sense beings after my return to the cave, while I was still tuned in to perceive the shamanic world resulted in a signal to open my eyes. I looked around and tried to perceive something. I managed to get a brief flash of a lynx on the opposite side of the river and maybe also a hawk. During my next attempt a moment later I tried to improve the connection.

I remember just fractions because there was a lot that happened.

I caught a glimpse on a tree on the opposite site of the river. I knew it was a bird, so I asked whether it is a Hawk. The answer was no. I tried to focus better and saw flashes similar to a raven. During communication I discovered that he is not my power animal but rather a teporary guide. I asked him whether he can help me perceive him/them better and he answered that he will try. I tried to follow him. He flew up from the tree and crossed the river. The exercise was about trying to watch him during his flight and perceiving his form. My success was just partial but it improved.

Next I caught a glimpse of a deer.

Later I greeted him and asked what he is. He said that he is not my power animal. It was the master of the forest. He could change his form to a “humanoid”. I asked whether I can stay at this place and whether I am not disturbing anything. He said that it was ok to stay. I asked him whether I can help him somehow but he didn’t know of anything. I offered him that he can use my senses so that he can have a look the forest. He was intrigued by that and so we have agreed to try this when I will start my way back.

Back on the meditation place.

I saw the lynx again on the other river bank and tried to communicate. A thought came that he would like to come to me but didn’t know any way across the water without going into it. And he didn’t like the idea of getting wet. Later it turned out that it was more a communication test to see whether I could understand his thoughts. I created for him a visualization in form of an energy bridge across which he crossed to the other river bank. After that I cancelled that bridge.

A moment later a thought came from him whether I would like to run. Well, why not? Although running isn’t my strong suite, it was fun. A good perception exercise. I always looked around and perceived where he is even with visual perceptions. I wasn’t fast enough but he always waited for me. He chose hard paths like for example upward of a steep slope, jumping across fallen trees, climbing a rock, on the rocks above water. He enjoyed it quite visibly.

On one place I played a funny trick on him. It was a place which was in my opinion hart for him, but he jumped over it in the end. He then went for a run into the forest but then I saw him as he was crossing the river over the rocks. I asked him whether he is limited by physical laws or whether he doesn’t ? ..He jumped about 15m acros the river.

Raven when he left and flew into the portal and disappeared with a flash of light (image in the head)

I contacted the deer and enabled him access to my senses so that he can connect and later to even manipulate my hands. It was a strange feeling but he succeeded after a while to perceive via my senses and I could observe his reactions. Everything was new for him. He looked at the trees and turned (wanted me to turn) after each noise of bird or fizzing sound of the river. He tried to perceive the bark of a tree and fallen leafs on the ground via the sense of touch.

It was a very good experience. I allowed him to look even when I was leaving the forest. He said that he is master of only a part of the forest – divided by the road from another part. He asked me few things so I later gave him access to my sub consciousness so that he doesn’t have to ask and transfer data more qickly.


Finally we said our goodbyes and I continued on my way back home.

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When I went to the below Lower, I remembered Cerunos the Master of the Forest. But in the below world I couldn’t perceive him. It looks like the deer was the Master of the forest was quite similar type of being but in this case just a local one.


**thanks to Pali for the help with the translation

Hey Dreamers,
It's been awhile... hope you all have been well. These are some dreams from Wednesday night. As usual, my own thoughts during the dream are italicized & moments of lucidity are usually specified.

American Horror Story in Ala Moana
I am wandering through the Ala Moana Shopping center at night. It's cold which is strange considering I'm in Hawaii. Snowflakes start to fall and I catch one in my hand... I say my LTP (Lucidity Trigger Phrase) as I stare at the flake melting in my palm...
Yup. I'm dreaming... no surprise there.

I continue walking towards the center of the mall. I see strange lights and shadows in some of the stores... kind of feels like a haunted house walk through... it amuses me. I reach the center of the mall and it seems like a show is about to start on the ground floor stage. I lean over the railing to get a closer look at the performers. Some of them I notice from American Horror Story and they were setting up stage with... hula dancers and magicians...?
Hmm...Interesting... this should be a good show.

I'm about to ask when the show starts but I notice something strange about the railing I'm leaning against before I can get a word out. I look down; the railing is falling away in chunks. I take a step back and realize the entire railing is made from a rotting corpse of a giant snake. My hands and shoes are covered in piles of maggots and flies. I panic slightly as I step back and almost trip but I manage to regain my mental stability.
Argh, gross....

I grow bored waiting for the show to begin so I leave the open seating area in search of an adventure. And that’s when I hear Strong Man (from American horror story) yell "Hey doll, where do you think you're going? We’re just getting started!" The tone of his voice wasn't very inviting.
Pfft. kiss my ass.

I begin running back towards the Sears side of the mall. I'm not afraid but I honestly don't feel like wasting my time by having "one of those dreams" again so I'm trying move to another space without interrupting the actual dream flow and atmosphere. But I stop when I hear very familiar voice coming from behind a fake plant. It's my friend who I shall refer to as...Je Lalin...Lalin for short.

Me: "Je Lalin, is that you?"
Lalin: (panicked whisper voice) "Shhh! Yes! Shut the fuck up! Are you crazy?!?! They’re going to kill us!"

He pulls me behind the plant and holds me by the shoulders. He's wild eyed, sweaty, and clearly disturbed by my laughing. I try to tell him I think it's a dream but he shushes me again and drags me into a store. We duck behind a rack of bras. I am completely amused by his fear... it's fricken hilarious.

Me: "Hey Lalin, notice anything strange about the mall?"
Lalin: "Okay seriously... just stop. This isn't a joke. I know you're in shock but you need to shut up while I try and figure this out..."
Me: "It's fucking snowing.... We're in the biggest outdoor mall in the world which happens to be on a TROPICAL ISLAND and...It’s snowing. Oh and we're being chased by fictional TV show characters..."
Lalin: "what?"
Me: "IT'S FUCKING SNOWING!!!!"

I grab some bras off the rack, shove them in his face, and stand up. I can hear the strongman getting closer and I try to think of a really messed up way to kill him in front of Lalin.
Shock value.

He’s still kneeling behind the rack but I can tell he's processing what I said. He stands after a moment which was conveniently timed with strongman walking up to the front of the store. Lalin stares at strongman trying to break the glass before he grabs my face really hard and asks me if this is real... I reply "It's a real dream, my friend." He stares at me blankly as the back of the store molds into a tunnel...
I pull him through.

Oranges, Ski Lodge, & Pretend Make Out Sessions


The dream skips a bit; I remember building a snowman with Lalin and his brother (?) at some point. I've never met his brother IRL so I can't be sure. There was tension between them... it was odd. The dream stabilizes a bit when we're playing a game of pool inside the lodge.

On a scale of 1 to 10 my lucidity is at a 3 or 4 at best. We're playing with a young lady, early 20's, short, stocky, mixed Asian/islander. She's on the other team with another young man who looks familiar but I’m not sure why. Anyway, I notice her glaring at me a lot. I can feel her attempts to choke me with her energy. I find it rather unsettling but I ignore it. She eventually throws a knife at me after the game is done but it misses and I return fire with a half peeled orange straight at her head. Lalin and I crack up at the look on her face and she runs out of the lodge.

Eventually, Lalin and I settle onto a white couch by the fireplace of the now empty lodge. We talk about life goals, traveling, and school. Then out of nowhere he snuggles closer, locks eyes, and leans in rather seductively. I close my eyes out of uneasiness as I feel his chest press slightly against mine... I anticipate a kiss but open my eyes to his smirk about 2 inches away from my lips. He reaches for his hot cocoa just behind me on the table. I watch him lean back playfully and sip on his mug. He tries to lean in again to put it back on the table but I grab it from his hands, take a sip, and place it on the table.
Nice try you lil' shit...

He laughs as if he's read my mind and then asks if I wanna play Make Believe Make Out. I crack up laughing and inquire as to what this game is and he responds with "It's a game where we pretend make out...duh." I watch him playfully roll his eyes at me and my curiosity peaks. I give him a coy smile and say... "Sure but what's pretend making out?" in the most nonchalant voice I could muster but I highly doubt he noticed my efforts... because his lips were on mine before I could take a breath.

I try to protest that this isn't pretend making out in between kisses but he shushes me (again) and playfully proclaims that this is... in fact... pretend making out and we're winning the game. I can't help but laugh as he unzips my jacket and gently nuzzles his face into my cleavage... licking and kissing every inch he could reach while unclasping my bra from the back. The frustration finally gets to him and he takes off my jacket, shirt, and bra all in one fluid movement. I sigh as he pulls me onto his lap and his tongue finally reaches my nipples. He licks, nibbles, and sucks till I moan and pull his face back up to mine. I try to whisper a thousand sweet nothings to him within a kiss. My laughter's gone and I let my hands wander his body... I find something strong and throbbing just beneath his jeans for me. I unbutton, unzip, and let him out. I watch his eyes glaze over blissfully with each stroke of my hand. He whispers a thousand sweet nothings with a single kiss on my lips and the moment unfolds between us....

Dragons & Pelicans

I am lying in a wide open field of flowers. I sit up and automatically recognize the space as my personal sanctuary. This triggers semi-solid lucidity. I smell fire. I stand and scan the tree line and see a fucking huge black dragon just chilling by my Koi pond.
What the fuck....

Lalin: "Isn't she beautiful?" he yells from the bridge over the pond.
Me: "Yes! She’s amazing! Is... is she yours?"
Lalin: "Kind of... I don't own her... I'm just lucky enough to take care of her because she lets me"
Me: "Ah, I feel ya, buddy. She's a beauty. Look at those eyes!"

I stare into her endless emerald eyes as I cautiously join Lalin on the bridge. I ask him if he thinks she'd let me get a closer look at her and he shrugs... so of course, I go for it. I walk down the right side of the bridge and approach her slowly... she watches silently. I tell her she's the most beautiful dragon I’ve ever seen...and that's when she lowers her head, licks my entire arm, and takes off into the sky.

Lalin joins me and explains that she's showing off for me. I feel very moved by her gesture. I clap and holler as loud as I can for her. She truly is amazing. I ask Lalin what her name is, he tells me but I will keep her name to myself for the time being. We're discussing her wingspan in proportion to her body when a big glob of white liquid splatters on Lalins shoe. We look up and see a ton of pelicans flying around the sky. Lalin begins whistling to himself while wiping the pelican shit off his shoe and readying his bow and arrow...
Uh oh... babye birdies...

Swoooossshhhhh! The first arrow flies through his bow and straight through a pelican gut. The bird begins falling from the sky but she (the dragon) swoops in and plucks the bird from his plunge to the earth before he can reach it. I can't help but clap at the team effort and Lalin explains that this is one of her favorite games they play together.
How cool is that?!?!

I smile to myself and watch them play their game together...
I can feel the dream fading and I know I'll wake up soon. I wonder if he'll remember any of this. I want him to very much so and I sigh slightly within my wishful thinking. I look over just in time to see him smiling at me. I reach for his hand but the feel microfiber of my couch...
I'm too late.
My eyes flutter open before I can let go of the couch in my grip.

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Night of December 5, 2014. Friday. Extensive notes only.



Although I presently have only 1,605 dream-related documents on tumblr (with continuing reference enhancements being added on each over time), which represents only a tiny fraction of my guess of at least 40,000 total, I plan on enhancing my dream work yet again in 2015 (which had already accelerated back in 1968 as a child). This will now start with a number of articles on my personal findings. This of course, is to be very meticulous and “wordy” and is certainly not for the casual reader unless they are seeking techniques for finding relationships in dream elements over a lifetime or are interested in the controversial knowledge that I acquired over the many years.

Here, I will address a recurring fictional location feature that is not only fictional but also “bilocated” with my childhood home in Cubitis. Bilocation (especially of environmental features) has been a very dominant aspect of my dreams since earliest memory, yet I have rarely read about it in the dream work of others. I do not typically include it in my online entries.

What does this mean? Basically, this “eternity bridge” is seemingly a metaphor for my lifespan but only began in November of 1969 (when I first interacted with Susan R a little more). For some reason I have not worked out, November 6 also seems to be the main date where extremely unusual and unexplainable events center around me personally (though I was born on December 20, 1960). I have not solved this enigma, yet.

The “eternity bridge” (short form of what I called it as a child, both “bridge to eternity” and “bridge over a prehistoric world”) is always of the same directional orientation, but not always the same implied height. The first existence of this bridge was bilocated in the northern side yard expanse of my Cubitis house where a shed was in reality - which was the very large building my father built. That is, although my dream’s location was implied to be a completely unknown region, I was simultaneously aware of the bridge’s eventual trilocation (again, very common in my dreams throughout my lifetime). This includes the following details:

The bridge itself was a wooden bridge (actually a plank and rope bridge, but which did not sway very noticeably) - the first version with more and more missing planks as I walked easterly. It was apparently in an isolated region and its first apparent “intent” was to place me over a “prehistoric world” (though with a “futuristic domed city” on the western perimeter, which seemingly contradicts the established “east is the future” association), which I fell into due to stepping near an area with a missing plank.

At the same time, the bridge was bilocated over my Cubitis backyard, northernmost of the house and technically over the rabbit shed. It has never been primarily bilocated anywhere else, only in this exact (fictional) placement, though its last presence being actually a ground-level back road, and just prior to that, a bridge over the “ocean” (the ocean also being in my Cubitis backyard but with skewed perspective).

Near the main version of my dream’s ending it was then also trilocated over the street just south of the West Elementary school building. The area where I met the “mystery girl”, in this case in the form of Brenda W (validated paranormal future wife archetype) and where I seemed to become intensely “within” her (regardless of my young age) was bilocated with the playground; more specifically, the white concrete bench Brenda was sitting on (which had fancy floral scrolls and a cyan essence) and the large oak tree, was bilocated via the northwest corner of the playground as an area of the domed city (Atlantis implied). (The “same” bench, though far more plain, is there in that bilocated spot in reality.) Curiously, the trilocation here was a specific spot in my Cubitis bedroom, fairly close to where I was sleeping at the time.

Only a few people have been in this specific scenario with me over a lifetime. The first main version began with Susan R (the only person other than my wife Zsuzsanna, who I had a seemingly paranormal connection to) walking westerly in the opposite direction to where Brenda and I first ended up walking (however, Brenda does eventually go back but ends up in the domed futuristic city where I reunite with her later). Susan actually walked diagonally down an implied ramp just prior to the implied but ambiguous “entry point” of the beginning of the bridge, which would have been bilocated with the entry point of our Cubitis carport. She had the Blue Pearl (aka “divine blue flame”) event visible around her, though her direction of which suggested she was no longer in my long-term future and I was then “with Brenda W” (though remember she represented my actual future wife long before I knew of her). Brenda then goes back due to more and more planks missing, but I continue on, seemingly out of curiosity or perhaps stubbornness. This suggests that the verified future with the “mystery girl” (my real-life wife) was still being “built” by unknown forces (yet I first had to “explore other scenarios”), though as described earlier, I do end up with her. Brenda W did not have the Blue Pearl associated with her until a very short time before first real-life contact with my wife-to-be many years later, in a very intense dream of a huge blue sun near the “eternity bridge”, but this time more clearly associated with my Cubitis backyard.

Typically, Susan R seemed linked to Christian associations (as my potential partner in life which she seemed to “know” as well) and Brenda W, the “dark mystery” and gypsy (Roma) associations, not in a negative sense, but in a “cheerful” though mysterious futuristic sense - and in the end it was the “mystery girl” who “won” as described in several other entries.

Also, the fact that I met her in a futuristic domed city at the end (though under the bridge in the otherwise prehistoric world), resolved it as very long-term precognitive. In a later version of the dream, we climbed the tree (trilocated with the domed city area, the playground tree, and the Tree of Knowledge in another part of town - which also appeared in a dream around the same time period where Susan R was seated on the “same” bench and crying - later elements of that dream borrowed from “Gay Purr-ee” and which I eventually will go into in another entry) back to the beginning of the “timeline”/bridge.

The “eternity bridge” existence in my dream universe is still going strong. The only relevant associated “players” (other than myself) thus far have been:

Susan R (with Blue Pearl “envelope”) - (late 1960s, early 1970s)
Brenda W and additional ambiguous “mystery girl” composites (1969 through 1990/91)
my beautiful wife Zsuzsanna (since 1991, though we did not marry until 1994)
(as of this month - December 2014) youngest son Oliver, though only in the ground-level area below it.

Assuming the “eternity bridge” is some sort of lifespan or fixed life path construct, I have to question some nuances of my last dream. In the “same” area where I fell through a missing plank area in the first version in 1969, I now, at ground level in December 2014, discover large rusty nails (which I place in a glass Coke bottle so that people will not step on them) which I also vaguely associate with the crucifixion (I am not Christian, by the way). This is cross-dream bilocated with where Oliver seemed to no longer be present in the ocean view dream (though I did not see him as endangered in any way). In one “reset” of the first “eternity bridge” dream set, I go off from the side of the bridge down a south staircase, which was precognitive of several sparse events - one being related to my father’s eventual chicken farm in that same spot, and another matching a location in Brisbane I did not see in reality until I met my wife-to-be in 1994.

In order to truly understand the paranormal (for lack of a better term) nature of this, one would have to understand thousands of validated associations and personal experiences, which of course, is not even possible for the average person (the majority of people cannot even get past a short dream entry of mine unless they have a genuine interest). I can only relate some of the more defined and continuously rendered scenarios of which I am most familiar with.

Any comments or questions on any of this are very welcomed and appreciated.

(Almost OOB last night. Felt the vibrations come on after I looked back at my door in a dreamy state.)

(Listened to drumming beats for a few hours it seemed.. had vision of alligator... saw stars for a moment while eyes were closed. Tried to travel forward as I heard the drum beats.)

Went back to visit my old job at the Radisson. Was in the lobby in my boxers. Decided to go back to where my clothes were all laying on the floor and put some clothes on. Was by the elevator.

Was in a huge garage on a lot we were working on. Had my old Malibu in there and there was a GTO in there as well. Broom attachment was there too. Was talking about fixing up the old Malibu. There was a sink hole in the lot. The guy was asking me if we would finish the lot because there was rain on the way.

Was in my old hotel. Joe and I were doing dishes. Almost felt like there was a party going on where I didn't give a shit because I was older than everyone. I went outside and people were in the parking lot. I was blowing bubbles, but instead of 1 at a time I was blowing like thousands all at once. It was crazy. I went back into the house and Joe blew one when he was at the sink and I came over to him and blew like hundreds on him at once.

Woke at about 5 hours with a long, vivid dream:

+ summary: driving with wife, she's giving directions, get stuck on hill meridian; playing hide-the-ball-thing with kids who never wait for me to hide it; boy-scout meeting; mountain camp-site, viewing the trees and the lake, see elephant seals

I'm in the car driving, wife is giving me intersection-by-intersection directions. I think some of the streets she's directing me to are one-way the wrong way. We eventually stop on a large meridian on a hill and need to turn around to get out, but there's another car there, driven by a man, we have to wait for him to get by before we can get back to the street, talk with him briefly.

I'm playing a game with a bunch of kids boy/girls: I'm holding a little ball and I need to hide it and they'll chase it. An important religious figure is playing, too. I get a running start and throw the little (brown?) ball to someone else on a lawn and the kid are all over it running quickly. Then I'm running with the ball again trying to find a place to hide it but the kids won't leave me alone.

I'm running towards a hill, over a little bridge, and TZ is giving me a little push on my lower back. That's really helpful, I can go faster with it. I turn around and she keeps her hand where it was, which is now directly on my (ahem). She continues to push while I'm running backwards up the stairs, and think "yeah, push me on my (bleep)", it feels good.

I emerge from a door into a room with a bunch of boy-scout leaders and late-teen scouts (staff members), I'm shaking hands with the adult leaders and greeting them. They say something about the full 4-week camp finishing and the teen scouts made it all the way through, I think "hah, I made it through several 4-week long camps myself."

Sitting in the staff area of commissary in the camp on the lake, I'm thinking did they carve the seats yet? I'm looking and see a partially carved seat. Then I see a long tree piece that had been carved into a shovel, I think the trees for that came from right down there at the boat landing at the lake. Sitting in this elevated area looking to the right, I'm thinking about the trees and the water. The water seems far away, the view is beautiful. I'm noticing that there are not many trees left down around the P / R camps at the corner, and say this to the guy sitting next to me. He says "yeah but thankfully the big tree on the A rock [where the staff sleep] is still there". I'm thinking yeah, but the tree up at the EN is old/dying/dead.

I'm looking at the water in the lake, and notice a sort of disconnected lagoon of very warm water just beyond that I think my companion is interested in. In the water I see big blobs moving like algae blooms. Look more carefully and I see that they are elephant seals swimming up the narrow waterway towards us, I say "hey, look, seals!" pointing them out.



edit nap:

+ walking down a steep dirt road with wife, starts raining, run back up for umbrellas (boy can I run fast, I'm not getting tired, even! Doh!)

+ summarylucid for a bit) entering a party wearing torn shorts; realize this is an *awesome* party gonna get smashed, it's like a dream; nose pinch, jump up and down, it's a dream: try to warm up a hotdog on a bizarre electric range.

I'm walking up a hillside, a well-dressed (foreign) girl is preparing to formally state her love of her young man, people are gathering for the party. I realize I'm wearing my dirty, torn, ratty shorts. We're walking up the stairway to the apartment for the party, I'm saying I have a change of pants, I pull a clean set of shorts out of my backpack and show it to a guy in the group, he's saying good, because you can see a "crack of hair" in the ratty ones I'm wearing. I'm really embarrassed about my ratty shorts. We arrive and I want to change in a back room. Out in the main room (wife's there?), it's a bright amazing room stacked high with colorful alcoholic beverage containers, food, etc., it's amazing, it's going to be an amazing party and I'm going to get absolutely smashed. It's like a dream party. Hmm, dream? Nose pinch, can breathe. Nose pinch, can breathe. What does this mean? Nose pinch, can breathe. I can breathe every time, but am I dreaming? Jump forwards, fall to floor, was gravity normal? Stand up, launch myself forwards on to the bed on top of a girl [grab her I think a bit], was my falling speed normal?I'm dreaming! Something about the courses they offer at this college, a big pack of little condiment containers, I open one and put a private part inside (!?!?). I get fascinated by the hot dogs, they've been preparing some, eating some. There are regular hot dogs and chorizo hot dogs, the kind that come in plastic tubes to keep them together. Did they remember to remove the plastic? Back out to the main kitchen. There is a large tray of hot dogs already placed into buns on a tall tray of baking sheets, I select a chorizo one to heat up. SS (former "3" company founder) has hits electric range there, I'm squinting and looking at the large console of electric 50's style push buttons to select the right range (I'm looking for "front left"). I eventually find it and push it and put the hot dog there to heat. SS says he only uses that burner for quick sautéing. There are so many burners (8?) I then select one which is short of banana shaped. A loud fan is running when the burners are on.

I had woken up for a FILD but it ended up not working out, but instead of falling asleep with my tail between my legs I decided to meditate as I slept. As I breathed in I said to myself "I will..." and breathe out "...lucid dream" over and over again. After a little bit my mind would wander off, yet I'd still be breathing and it wouldn't feel as if I was, several times I did a reality check though I was still in reality, but eventually I felt myself in the dream and when I checked it... success!

I then got up out of my bed and thought to myself "man its dark in here..." I tried to turn the lights on with my dream powers but to no avail. I went outside... although I don't remember going through my house or front door. I was on the porch and I rubbed my hands together and shouted "Dream clarity!" and it got H-D! It was crazy. I wanted to explore my neighborhood, but I felt a bit awkward that I was in my underwear and a shirt (I don't wear a shirt when I go to bed, btw). I tried to summon clothes on me but it didn't work, but I guess it did make the shirt for me. I remember walking down the road to the community center, but the walk was abnormally short, I believe I shot ahead several times. When I got there I just looked around, it was early morning outside. Like 6:30am kind of morning, where the sun had just gotten up and it was some-what bluish. I went around the back of the community center over to the basketball court, and the fence semi-surrounding it was larger than it regularly was and I decided to leap really high on it. I began to worry if this was real life again, but I realized "I have a shirt on, and I don't sleep with a shirt, and there's no way I could jump this high in real life..." I hopped down over the other side and saw a car go down the road that was at the other end of the basketball court, it was dirt (irl it's been paved for like a year now). I then was leaving the community center when I made it clear again cuz it was fogging up (rubbed my hands). On my walk home to go do more things I was thinking all the stuff I could do, and how to do it. Then I saw a friend leave my yard in an old white chevy with red stripes down the side, then another friend leave in a white truck behind him (irl that friend has a red ford ranger), my friend asks me "did you see this truck on site c6?" (he was implying it was a new truck) I said "yeah" and he drove off. I was getting in my yard when I felt myself slipping, I rubbed my hands together trying to delay the inevitable, but to no avail and I woke up.

I'm happy because I had control. Usually I'm too excited to rub my hands, stabilize the dream, etc. etc. but I did my goals which were 1. stabilize the dream 2. shout dream clarity 3. try to stop myself from waking up (I was prone to letting myself lose the dream). So excited to keep practicing!

I was at a dinner table with some family and people I don't even know, when out of no where I became lucid. I noticed that the room looked foggy and blurry, but I didn't stabilize for some reason. I then went to eat some food, but the only thing I was able to taste were the oranges. Then for some reason I started to blink a lot when I went to do something, which woke me up.

Morning of December 5, 2014. Friday.



This was a very long dream but which was not all that meandering, as the events seemed related to the main theme for the most part.

My older (half) brother Earl (deceased) is around, but not of a main focus. He has not appeared in that many of my dreams - my guess is that because I was looking at a much older dream (from July 2, 1976 - “Rocket Science”), he was in my stream of consciousness in a minor way. This has happened often before with reviewing older dream work and there are usually other similarities that clarify this. This of course would be evidence that dreams do not always have present significance (which I came to learn many years ago anyway - especially long-term precognitive dreams).

My dream’s setting is not fully familiar, although the Cubitis backyard seems to be a facet of the apparent composite location. There seem to be apartments lining a northerly side of a back road, where the perimeter of the orange grove would have been in reality. The road is vaguely reminiscent of the “eternity bridge” (going on to the east), a recurring locational association that took over the location of the real-life large shed, and is coming to establish a particular symbolic link over my lifetime. I find this interesting and may do an entry on it and the transitions.

My family and I are digging near the roadside as some sort of Halloween game or “treasure hunt” based on some sort of contest involving about three families (this being vaguely related to a real-life Halloween party at the library my two youngest sons also were in). I dig up a colorless pumpkin mask (I first think is a real skull) and show it to my youngest son. There are several other times when I reflect on the likelihood of human remains being nearby due to it also having been a graveyard in the past - although this may only be an assumption. Still, we mostly only find broken pieces of old plastic toys and such. (At this point I almost become lucid. However, I still seem to be aware I am making my own dream but from a subliminal level of self-awareness - hard to explain. It often involves trying to mentally force debris into transforming into human remains solely for the dramatic in-dream impact.)

An older female in the northwest apartment comes out for a short time and seems to wonder what we are doing there but does not speak to us. The time is not quite defined and changes a couple times.

A main vivid and very correctly rendered scene is focused on finding an old glass soda pop bottle which I then put clusters of larger nails into that I find in the same general area, most of which are rusty. I may be putting all the nails into the bottle so no one steps on them later, but there seems to be an additional unknown reason in the back of my mind.

I also dig up a brand new plastic-wrapped A4-sized package that turns out to be an ELA (English Language Arts) worksheet set for a learning module for possibly grade two. I decide to unwrap it and look at the various pages (it is about half an inch thick) - there is very clear detail - it seems to be tied in with spelling and vocabulary for the most part (and may be connected to a CD or other recording type), the pages divided into about four separate task panels, such as letter fill-ins and shorter word lists, including with draw-a-line match-up tasks. I decide that this will be given to my youngest son.

One other major scene begins with what seems like a male and female arguing southeast of our location. The arguing is fairly clear and goes on for several minutes (although the voices are not familiar at all - it may be “scripting” from someone actually arguing on the street outside our house while I am sleeping). They then walk northerly to where we are, continuing to yell at each other. The man is saying something about choking - perhaps relevant to a medical condition - he seems about ten years older than I. My brother Earl punches him in the left side of his face several times, knocking him over each time, near a circular wooden picnic table fairly close to the railroad tracks (which was actually the one in Wisconsin in my sister’s backyard, not ever in Florida).

Soon, the unknown male and his female partner become giant snakes, towering over everyone (by about ten feet). This seems to be based on a particular time expectancy, as some sort of seasonal ritual. Their “job” is to move down upon people to “kiss” them to instigate some sort of seasonal transformation (in the person they “kiss”). I hold a large circular couch pillow (the one we have in real life) over my head and am easily able to ward off the snake by doing this. My dream is not that well-rendered at this time and I eventually wake.

What I find interesting about this last part is that I was semi-aware that I was creating this “attack” upon myself (apparently for the dramatic effect) - thus discounting the theory that entities or “God” influences all dreams (although I have had extremely vivid lucid dreams where I sensed another presence). It seems the older I get, the more I become aware that I am making my dreams on another level even though I am not at all lucid at any point. I have had these realizations often in the past (even as an infant not yet able to walk), which are entirely different from in-dream lucidity. It seems to conflict with popular ideas about dreams.

Additional important note: The giant snake scene seems directly borrowed from a “Pinocchio” View-Master pack (not the Disney version but the Carlo-Collodi version I got for Christmas many years ago and which tied in to many personal associations). Additionally, the reels are round and both the cushion I was holding up and the out-of-place picnic table were round. In fact, there seems to be a vague association with the two notches on a View-Master reel and the potential damage to the pillow caused by the snake’s two fangs; rather ambiguous and nebulous, but very curious.

10/4/14

Last night bed around 9 coz soming down with something.

Woken up at 3am, spent 30 min on comp, then bed. Woke up at 5:30 from LDs.

Not sure how I got lucid, if WILD or DILD, but proly DILD. Next thing I know, I'm walking down the street, happy as can be and singing and old song, one of my favorites. I realize I can sing nice and loud so I start really singing from top of my lungs. It feels GREAT. I have the lyrics right and I carry a tune.

The dream fades, I see my hands and I realize I'm still dreaming, because a thought crosses my mind that I always am. No transition.

I'm ourside, between 2 buildings. I want to fly up, but there are boards like a scaffolding. I'm pushing them aside and telling myself its easy.

I'm on the street again I think and I manage half of the same song, again happy as fuq, before dream fades.

Not sure if still lucid here or not, proly kinda aware but not lucid. So I go look for OpheliaBlue which I know she is in that corridor. I find her and I'm all excited telling her that I just had a DILD and a DEILD.

Woke up ecstatic.

Why can I sing in dreams but not IWL?

I'm in the living room and somehow I could see a man in another house wearing a brown fedora that shadow his face well. He was wearing a brown trench coat with brown pants. That's when I open the back door and was in a different place. The man was 80 feet away from me, the sky was dark brown and very cloudy. I was in a house with no lights standing at the open back door, noticing that ahead of me lies nothing but an ocean. My focus change and that's when it began. The man started running on water but in such a formal way. His legs would go up after the other at a quick pace. I to was also able to walk on the ocean.

It would not let me sink down, I however was unable to go at the constant pace he was excelling at. I was having trouble moving due to my legs seeming to be much heavier and felt like gravity would keep pulling them together, making it difficult to get through. I can tell the man was getting farther away. That's when we both cross the entire ocean and made it to the next house. I open the next back door to see the rest of the ocean. I look far to the distance and can see the man marching on water even faster than before, with his hands crossed behind his back. Watching him this time made me become lucid.

I look at the water and plunge in to catch up. However this time the water didn't allow me to stay above it. I began sinking down while hearing the sounds of the water passing through my ears, thinking of how long will I not be able to breath. Eventually I drown due to my body feeling like it was filled with led. I woke up gasping for air and I quickly reacted to the dream being a false awakening. The time stated 7:11 PM but I couldn't stop gasping for air and began to lose focus. I then lost lucidity and woke up soon after. Lucidity Time: 1 minute

Okay so first off i'd like to say, i haven't posted lately because i got back into to work (vacation over). It's not that work is affecting my recall per say, (though maybe a little) it's merely the fact i just don't have time in the morning to write my ridiculous dreams down.

Moving on, i DID have a dream last night, though i can't really remember it. Something about a new apartment, fighting a clown using DoA moves, and some girl.... *cough* yeah... ANYWAYS. What i would like to share, is what happened after i woke up from that dream, around 2:30 AM. If you don't believe in Astral Projection, and spirits that reside there, and that dreams and the astral Plane are interchangable, then you probably won't be interested in this. Or maybe you'll read it to call me crazy. Whatevs Yo.



So, i woke u pfro mthat dream, wondered why i woke up (i never really wake up in the middle of the night) and jsut kidna sat there for a minute. i looked around my room (it's very dimly lit from compter LEDs) and didn't really see or hear anything. I figured i would try a WILD-sort-of-thing since i was in a pretty good position to do so. I put my arm over my eyes and imagined laying in my bed in the room i grew up in. Eventaully, i WAS laying in that bed. Though i could tell it was a little more than dream by the level of clarity. I didn't give it much thought though. Most things don't fuck with me. I was laying my bed, forcing the cieling and walls to warp and bend in rythme to music i was creating in the dream. everything was fine, just doin my thing when my vision was snapped directly to my front Forcefully. "oh." i thought. Somethign tried to jumpscare me. My vision was forced to face fowards while some giant white skull/face screamed at me, though the scream was 'in my head' if that makes sense. I managed to turn my head to the right, and break the possesion, and then i forced myself awake. As i thought, i looked over in the corner and there was a spirit sitting over there. I told it "i'm not gonna force you out but if you fuck with me again i will. Let me sleep." and then layed down. I could feel it's emotion filling the room. It was angry, but also intrigued. I guess no one ever stood up to it before? Dunno. So i layed back down and tried to sleep again, but i coud feel him leaning right over me and breathing down the back of my neck. (what a creep) so I releashed a splash of energy that *should have knocked him back then said, "do that again and ill banish you." So i laid back down and put a shield around me began trying to sleep again. Obviously the closer i got to sleep the shield would get weaker, cus my consciosness is switching over etc. So when the shield would get weak he would kind of poke through the shield, forcing me to wake up a little bit to strengthen it again. Honestly, he probably could have broke it but i think he was just messing with me, or was to oafraid to actually break it, knowing it would invoke my wrath. cus he stopped doing it and i went to sleep. Today i've felt his presence around but i can't confirm if it's him yet..... though i did see something that looked exactly like him at work today. Maybe tonight ill try and talk to him see what he wants. Maybe it's an old friend....

Past few mornings (since my last lucid), I have woken up remembering an unimportant but interesting dream, but haven't written them down. Now all I have is remembrances of the feelings. They've mostly been pretty basic; more happy than sad, but with a definite sense of needing to get things done or meet people, or what have you. Zukin was in two of them at least. I don't remember what we were doing in the dreams, but it was probably our usual shenanigans.

Hoping to have a nice nap in a moment and have time tomorrow morning to write my dreams down before I am left with these dream-shell remembrances!

NON LUCID
*I was in standing along with alot of other people in this huge room as this lady gave a phrase and we had to guest who or what that phrase is referring to. One of the phrase was a country song that every single person in the room loved, people of all types and backgrounds that you can think of. I thought, "I am missing something here". What planet do I live on?, I thought. I went and sat in the corner because I felt like in out cast.