Date of Dream: SAT 15 SEP - 2018 Dream No. 423 - Supernanny Is Annoying I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, Supernanny Jo Frost was at my house and she was giving her lessons based on an apparent dispute within the relationship of the family. One thing she emphasised is that we were not allowed to have our mobile phones with me and this made me really annoyed. I thought to myself, “How am I going to be able to reach Dreamy WB?”. I then made a self-realisation, I said to myself that all I had to do was make a wish for her to be present in this dream. That’s all I can remember. Dream Tasks - Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially) - Have all members on the dream guide team obtain and apply knowledge on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No) Challenges - Start the dream off with a dream guide already present (Achieved? No) Dream 423: Results (Competition #7) Competition Night: 14 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: None Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes Points For This Entry: 0.5 Calculation Details: - Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5) + Previous Total: 49.0 Total Accumulated Points: 49.5
Updated 09-19-2018 at 02:44 PM by 93119 (wrong date)
Date of Dream: THU 13 SEP - 2018 Dream No. 422 - Separated Sections Dream 422 A - Procedure Gone Wrong I forgot what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was at my house, in the dining room when apparently, my mum had to go to the hospital for a second hysterectomy procedure. I asked why on Earth she had to go a second time where she already got everything removed. I then thought that maybe the only removed one ovary last time and maybe they were removing the other ovary this time. The scene then changed so now she was at the hospital and she was about to be put to sleep for the surgery. My family had this thought that she wouldn’t make it and so she would not be coming back to us. I tried to call my mum so we could speak to her for the last time before her procedure but unfortunately we were unsuccessful, apparently she was supposed to be admitted at 8:30 PM but now even before 8:30 PM, she was actually under the knife. Dream 422 B - The Nintendo Game-show It felt like the same dream as 422 A but then my mum was back and there was no mention of the hysterectomy… So this must be the start of 422 B. I was at my other grandparents’ house with my mum. I was in their bathroom, looking at myself in the mirror and that’s when I started to see a very scary sight. I had all these giant black bugs crawling out of my ears, teeth and then my eye sockets. I was absolutely horrified and even tried to shut my eyes so bugs wouldn’t be crawling out of there anymore. Amongst the torture, I end up crying out, “18-Volt!”, hoping he would come to my aid. I was worried when nothing was happening but thank goodness I came to my senses and finally decide to leave the mirror so I wouldn’t see anymore of those awful bugs crawling out of me. I still wanted to find 18-Volt, so I went out into the hallway to see what I could do. There was a picture frame hanging there and I thought I could reach 18-Volt this way. I said to the dream, “This isn’t 18-Volt” and in co-operation, the dream changed the picture, but it still wasn’t him. Instead, it changed him to Donkey Kong. Amongst me still trying to correct 18-Volt’s identity and appearance, my mum is calling out to me and I think she’s telling me to hurry up. I said to her, “Wait a minute mum, that’s not him”. She then looks up at the frame with me and I partially explain to her what I’m trying to do. It takes a few more corrections but eventually, it is 18-Volt in the picture and both my mum and I are satisfied with the result. This causes a scene change and I am in some completely unknown, fictional looking environment. The sky is completely blue and it feels like I’m in some sort of jungle. I was looking at a large cave and standing just in the entry way was 18-Volt with a banana in his hand, he wasn’t eating it. I can’t remember anything else about that scene. The next scene took place in another unknown area and this time, it seemed like there was some sort of game-show going on. Soon, enough I found out that it was being hosted by the Nintendo voice actor, Charles Martinet! His appearance and character were very accurate in this scene. I then look over to the far podium and realise that 18-Volt is casually sitting on it, in his WarioWare Gold appearance; I figured he was the contestant for this episode of the game-show. There was a board at the far end of the room with 26 rows and 4 columns. Each row was a letter of the alphabet and the 4 columns were a link to guessing the activity that started with each letter. As the contestant, 18-Volt would pick a letter and would have to guess what the activity was for that row. To my surprise, my mum and I were helping… We stayed at the small podium while he got into position near the board. Apparently with what ever letter 18-Volt chose, I would roll that ball to him and then he would slot it into the machine, making that row of the board become active for inputting the answer. The balls with the letters on them were the size of bowling balls but had the design of a pool ball with a letter drawn within the white circle. The first letter that 18-Volt selected was D and so I put the ball on the ground and rolled it over. He bobbed down to stop the ball and then he picked it up, putting it into the chute. Obviously being the host, Charles Martinet was making all these comments about 18-Volt and his ball but I forgot what they were. It ended up being that 18-Volt couldn’t get the answer but eventually, Charles Martinet had reveal it; the answer to the D section was “Dated Mario”, meaning somebody was dating wit Super Mario. The next letter 18-Volt decided to pick was H. Charles Martinet ended up saying to him, “Ooh 18-Volt, you like your consonants so much. Why don’t you pick a vowel next time like an O or something?”. The dream then skipped to the end of the game-show where 18-Volt was sitting on the podium again and my mum and I were standing at the side of the room. There was talk about if I would like to have a picture with 18-Volt and so I said yes. There was a catch though… Charles Martinet whipped the camera out at lighting speed and didn’t care whether I got there or not, he was just going to take the photo as quick as possible. So as quick as possible, I scrambled over to 18-Volt and jammed myself next to him, giving the biggest smile I could… The camera flashed just as soon as I sat down. Charles Martinet then looked at how the photo turned out and he said that it was really good. My mum, on the other hand, came up and said that both mine and 18-Volt’s smiles were really creepy. For the first time, 18-Volt spoke and the dream had given him an Aussie accent, although it actually suited him. I asked how I was going to be able to see the photo and 18-Volt said that he was going to put it on Google+ as he whipped his phone out and showed me the page. He told me that’s where he shared all his photos and asked if I would be able to see it, I said yes. After that, the dream ended. Dream 422 C - A Birdie Stole My Camera I don’t remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was at this Dangerfield store but it was one that looked like it didn’t exist in real life. I was flicking through the front rack of clothes when I saw a particular dress I liked; it was a bluey-green colour. Something went wrong when I was trying to take out the dress but I don’t remember what it was. There was also a staff member there that I recognise from Dangerfield in real life. The next scene played in a distorted version of my local suburb, at night time. It was close to the freeway and I was talking to Dribble and Spitz, I forgot what about though. After that, 18-Volt appeared as a hologram and I think he actually whipped me up onto his lap; I enjoyed the ride even if it was for such a short distance… It felt like he was taking me on more of a joy ride rather than going somewhere. After he came back from his loop and put me down, there was something taking place between me and my parents in a car park nearby. The scene then changed completely and it was a distorted version of supposedly being on the beach of St. Kilda on really grey day. The teams from The Block Australia 2018 were doing something and I was actually helping one of the teams; at first, I thought it was Courtney and Hans. Later on in the scene though, the dream claims that I was with Norm and Jess along with a little boy. The little boy walks out onto the sand with a camera and a seagull comes and takes it away from him. Rather than crying straight away, he was pretty smart and actually managed to get his camera back from the bird. Only then, three white chickens came and took his camera, leading him on a wild goose chase. That’s all I can remember for this dream. Dream Tasks - Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially) - Have all members on the dream guide team obtain and apply knowledge on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No) Challenges - Start the dream off with a dream guide already present (Achieved? No) Dream 422: Results (Competition #7) 422 A Competition Night: 12 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: None Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes 422 B Competition Night: 12 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: 18-Volt Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes 422 C Competition Night: 12 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: None Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes Points For This Entry: 5.0 Calculation Details: - Full Non-Lucid Dream x3 (3.0) - Summon A Dream Guide (1.0) - Help Someone In Need (1.0) + Previous Total: 44.0 Total Accumulated Points: 49.0
Date of Dream: TUE 11 SEP - 2018 Dream No. 421 - Motivated Dream Assault I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in some unknown area. This very dark skinned African woman with very short grey hair approached me, calling herself Aunty Mola. I thought to myself, “She’s African but then again, she’d from a different part of Africa than where Dreamy WB would come from”. At the start of the dream, the lady seemed very stern but then she also seemed very wise. We were talking to each other but I didn’t feel inclined to reveal much about myself with the thought in mind that she may find me weird and not approve of my character. I said to her that I was just going to go “over there” to call for someone, hoping that she would stay where she was. So I went over to a distant area, convinced that Aunty Mola was staying where she was. I didn’t know that she had snuck up behind me as I called for Dreamy WB. It was only when Aunty Mola grew a polite smile on her face and asked me about Dreamy WB, I forgot what she specifically said though but that’s when I gained a completely different outlook on who Aunty Mola was and that she was there to help me rather than to judge me. The scene then played in an area that resembled itself to a lot of features in my old house. The dream did slowly morph into my actual old house. It’s there that Aunty Mola continued to give me advice on how I could reach Dreamy WB. As soon as I started calling for her though, the dream camera showed a door opening from one of the rooms at the back of the house and out of it came a mean looking blonde man. He took no hesitation in making his way to the sitting room… His intention was to rape me!! And then not only that; there was a woman appearing in my driveway that was going to start stealing things from my car! In the house, Aunty Mola pulled the boy aside and gave him some words of wisdom, but those words were to defend me. The man shrugged her off and started coming for me. Then I think to myself, “I’m going to call the cops and no, not with a phone”. Then I sounded a really siren as I went “Wee-oo-wee-oo-wee-oo-wee-oo-wee-oo-wee-oo...”. I indeed a group of police officers were scene running from the opposite court and now the man was in the driveway, so they grabbed in. The woman gave me an evil smirking look through the window like “They ain’t gonna catch me” as she hid behind my car… But they got to her too and dragged her off. Once the police were out of sight with the two criminals, I stopped the siren noise. Aunty Mola was talking to again for a while but I forgot what she said. That’s all I can remember about this dream. Dream Tasks - Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially) - Have all members on the dream guide team obtain and apply knowledge on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No) Challenges - Start the dream off with a dream guide already present (Achieved? No) Dream 421: Results (Competition #7) Competition Night: 10 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: Aunty Mola Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes Points For This Entry: 2.0 Calculation Details: - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0) - Control Another Object or DC: Calling the cops at will (1.0) + Previous Total: 42.0 Total Accumulated Points: 44.0
Non-dream stuff - I have a lucid fragment, that occurred at an unknown time. Then, just a non-lucid dream that I've forgotten details on. Lucid fragment: It was dim. I see my left hand and count 6 fingers, the extra finger being conjoined with the pinky or ring finger. I have a brief realisation that I'm dreaming, visually the dream starts to disappear into darkness and it feels like I bump into something, and then just the nothingness of unconsciousness until the next dream memory. Dream fragment: I remember arriving at a street with my partner, in the car. I suggest we park on some spots close to these terraced houses on the street. The layout is a bit like a corner but it makes more sense in the dream context than it would in waking life. The bit I suggested we park the car on, turns out is for disabled only. In the dream I remember thinking that I really need to do something to get that sorted out, the thought felt like it was more conscious than other parts of the dream. We park somewhere else a bit further and then I remember approaching the terraced houses, and one of them is actually a bank, and I bought that specific one, apparently. The house door was 60 something, and in the dream context I notice or remember that a friend of ours who's been staying over with us, is living over at door 57, which is around the corner, which again doesn't make sense in a real layout, since it technically would be a different street, the numbers shouldn't add up like that. I remember being inside the bank-turned-house and noticing glass with red painted stripes, as with a particular bank, and for some reason the house is connected directly to another one that was also from the same bank but hadn't been sold. I remember turning something on or looking for something to eat and feeling like it was odd that I could see a bank agent across the way. In the dream I was satisfied with how the house looked, though it was pretty bare; mostly shiny tiles and glass. Later on in the dream I remember walking with my partner again, over some sort of low roof (less than a story high), which was used as a public bridge or something. My mom was at the opposite end, sitting with her legs crossed; as we got closer she looked at me and smiled and told me something. I remember people going past us on the left, using the "bridge". It was day-time through the entire dream, but at first it was cloudy and then it must have been less cloudy near the end because there were more bright streaks. No notes for now, feeling quite tired.
I'm in my bed sleeping at my parents' house. My mom comes in, and wants to know if I want to call my brother in right now to have a talk before I have to go. It's the middle of the night, but I say sure and she goes to get him. I'm out of bed when she comes back with him and an assortment of chairs is arranged in a circle around my room with other people now sitting in them. I take a chair across from him and Mom tells me I can start. I begin telling him about his attitude and actions that he's taken and how if he could see what he was doing, he would be embarrassed. He chooses to ignore me though so I walk away. I find myself in a dark room with a girl I know and someone else. Although I can barely see anything, I become aware that I'm dreaming. I immediately go for the finger push reality check and it works, but the room is dark, and without many senses engaged, I soon lose lucidity. I emerge in a new place walking into a bar of sorts. I see a group of friends who want to play a game with me. I think it's either pool or beer pong. Before I go play with them, I see a few people setting up a chess board. The pieces are fairly large, but are laid out strangely. I question this for a while until rationalizing that the pieces are laid out in the other orientation than I first thought. Looking back at the board, it now looks fine. There are some missing pieces though, 3 pawns, and I look for them. Next to the board is a box of heavy whipping cream and inside, I can see all three pawns covered in it. I slowly take them out with the guy next to me helping to clean them off. He has a very heavy English accent making it difficult to understand what he's saying.
Sep 18 2018 (from phone, apologize for quality) Color coded red, but lost. Annoying bc I really knew it. Need a better way, because I reinforced throughout the night and had it memorized, then lost 100% on waking Dim room daylight square, person on bed - needs needle in foot, diff sizes available, I argue for smaller F says just use the big one! But point is flat, not sharp! Ask pt and they say bigger one! Have to swap/refill the compartments which have screw caps like soap sponge, the smaller needs a push piece, like in a click pen, I go off to find cups to do the swap cleanly Clone troopers n beheading (starts as pixelated wii homebrew, then realistic) real uggos (SoMordor orcs) but good swordfights, blocks sort of cancelled out each other, I wasn't lucid, but was using will/intent/control to survive, some real big ones activated before end School, road, early mornish, parking lot (important, not sure why, maybe had to do w foot) Long dark hallway, I took drugs (ingested something, no smoking), halloween party, I'm gonna kill, dad, using umbrella to hide, in dark bedroom I'm forced by invisible forces, not in control of movements, (incubated? was thinking about doing drugs inside a dream last night) College, blind guy, dad, looking for printer or scanner, lights are off but BG memorized rooms and lights come on, he directs us BG inside lab w others, needs poster - long group discussion abt. honors program, girls knew L from HS who said it was serious but I told them it was nonsense King of the hill carnival, guys in corner trying me (bobby) and sister, saying we met before long ago, etc. weird simultaneous nighttime and daytime lighting, there were no clear external lights, sun or artificial
Morning of September 18, 2018. Tuesday. Reading time: 2 min 52 sec. Readability score: 70. Still aware of where my physical body is as I sleep, my illusory dream body rises and floats into our lounge room. I remember to focus on our porch for liminal space vivification (enhancement and sharpening of the midpoint between dreaming and waking). However, when I get to the entrance of the lounge room, there is no porch. My dream self is now implied to be corporeal but has distorted physicality. My legs are not viable, so I both fall and partly hover over the stairs, yet I do not wake. I get the impression of another physical form hovering above the ground, of which I bump. It seems to be an unfamiliar male, not very well defined. He is soon gone. My dream is extraordinarily vivid but does not shift to the highest level of lucidity. The neighborhood is of a different appearance. Directly across the street to the north are more houses. On the west side of the intersection, I see a flaming man on a flaming motorcycle of which is traveling quite slowly. He is going south. The imagery is eerie but wondrous. I feel a sense of otherworldly awe. The fire is beautiful and increases my awareness of the dream state. I anticipate his approach, as I think he will turn around and come back. He does, but eventually, the fire goes out, and he is walking with his motorcycle on my side of the street. As he is walking to the north side of the intersection, I boldly call out, “You’re Johnny Blaze.” He seems puzzled, and crosses back to my side of the street, approaching me. He is wearing a blue motorcycle racing jumpsuit with white stripes down the sides. He stands close to me to become Ghost Rider again. I realize he will be able to look deep into my soul and know all there is to know about me. The experience is incredible. It is as if the universe itself is looking into all areas of my existence and personal history. He is a man again, though his eyes are glowing with eternity, infinity, and universality. I notice that flakes of my skin seem to be falling away from the scar on my right thumb, as I look down at it. There is no pain or implied threat. Instead of any potential threat, he starts whimpering in appreciation of the life I have lived up to now. He hugs me and seems like a new friend. From here, my level of awareness shifts. I become less lucid as my dream changes into a different form, though the Johnny Blaze character is still present. My mother is present, but I do not recall that she had died years ago. She asks me what is going on. I say, “I knew it was a dream, so I went from there,” regarding my description of falling out the door into a vivified scenario. That is very odd though, as I am no longer lucid (yet saying “I knew it was a dream.”) As the waking transition starts, Johnny Blaze is no longer carrying the interconsciousness within the rendering. Still, I say, “Watch this,” only loosely expecting Ghost Rider to appear one final time. Instead, a wall, like that inside a house, intersects the street, and a door appears in it. There is the common indoor-outdoor ambiguity (the sense of being inside and outside at the same time). Some other dream characters, including my mother, Zsuzsanna, and me, go over to the doorway. Beyond it from our side, we see that Johnny had crashed into a row of wheelie bins and fallen over, though I realize he is not the same character as before, as the interconsciousness had left the dream state right after hugging me (in temporary coalescence and unification). He is on the ground, mostly on his back and turned a bit to the left, looking somewhat surprised and annoyed. I wake quickly from here, finding myself in the same physical position as Johnny had been. I should point out that I had held no thoughts of Ghost Rider, either the comic book or movie for a long time. Johnny Blaze was nothing like Nicolas Cage (or any other known actor) in my dream. He was an unfamiliar man of a more athletic build.
After another year, I can finally focus on dreaming again. I'm having trouble getting the motivation to write as soon as I wake up, but hopefully I'll get used to it again, like before. If a dream isn't like a story, or there are multiple different things that happen separately, I'll use bullet points now instead. So... -Was with my parents, and there were a bunch of other cats around, all the ones from the farm house we had to leave back in 2011. I distinctly remember calling out to one nearby, who was rolling around. His name was Boots. This is not the deceased cat, however. The only cat we now know is gone, is a tiny female cat named Ryza. I think I was partially lucid here? Eventually, I started crying, and I picked her up in my arms when she got close and I said "I just miss her so much" through tears. Woke up with my eyes watering. ...Maybe she's somehow letting me know she's okay. -With my brother Aaron, and not sure if my parents were there. There was a small hill nearby that we were on top of already. At the top was a parking lot. A truck suddenly drove up the hill, and into the parking lot, while flipping multiple times, yet sustaining no damage. I remember saying "That truck's a tank!" -In a different, yet familiar house, looking around. I remember it definitely being haunted in the dream. Haunted by the spirit of an elderly woman. Eventually, I remember looking around and saying "Thank you for letting me be here." Not long after, a horrible sensation coursed through my body, and I felt like I was getting electrocuted. The dream ended shortly after. ...What a bitch. That's it for now. Gonna try to write in here more.
I'm walking through a mall of sorts with my little brother. He stumbles upon something that he really wants to do. In the middle of the mall is a racing simulator where every seat available is in the form of a star wars character's vehicle. He asks if it costs any money and when the operator says no, I also head over to participate. I forgot which one he gets on but it was the one I wanted, so I look for another. Every star wars character is a Jedi, or a Sith, or any other saber- wielding person. I choose Darth Maul's seat with his vehicle being the speedy land cruiser used in episode I. The operator comes over and shows me what's what controls-wise, and then straps the VR goggles over my head. I'm immediately engaged in the new scene which is just a generic, pixelated race track that is similar to older racing arcade games. The controls feel the same as well. I can get up to full speed and stay that way the whole time, even going through turns. The turning feels weird, however, partly because I don't have a steering wheel but a joystick for my right hand. I think about how much better it would be if it was in my left hand since I'm left hand dominant. I get a good lead against my brother early on, but now he's catching back up. We are now in an open field following a faint trail, and I look down to see the racing vehicles we had are now bicycles. As he continues to gain on me, I attempt to cut him off which leads to him crashing. I stop to help him back up and we both start walking. The open field begins to turn into a rain forest as we continue walking . My brother points to something behind us. and through the leaves, I am able to just make out the outline of a hippo. Knowing how dangerous they can be, I tell my brother to start running away. We don't make it far before running into another hippo, this one being the mother of the first one we saw. It doesn't attack us, though, and just walks away.
Sep 17 2018 I color-coded again, but somehow still went out of order. Why is the order of ROY G BIV so hard for my just-awoken mind to remember? [F1] Red - I was in an open wooded area with about 6 others (family/friends), and we were being threatened. Possibly at gunpoint? The dream was long, vivid, and dramatic, but I don't remember much now. [D1] Yellow - I had a new boss, who looked like a soccer mom/high-powered woman from an episode of Undercover Boss I recently saw. She had serious botox face and bad red lipstick. We became close and trusted each other with secrets. In the office (dark interior, fading afternoon sun coming through huge windows, on a stairwell near a door to an auditorium) I see she's looking at her phone with a night-vision video playing, I understand it to be about my current manager (Y). Y is in the wrong. I ask for details but new boss can't share them. Next we're in a minivan riding down my old street. It's dark, and we drive up to my childhood home, but my dad has left a ~10x5 foot flatscreen TV on a box in the middle of the driveway. [D2] Orange - I'm in my childhood home with my new boss and family/friends for a barbeque/get-together. It's morning or overcast afternoon, and it has just rained/is about to rain again. I talk with my boss & family for a while and then I understand that my grandpa is coming in (he was dropped off in the backyard?). I go to help him in. I pass a bouncy castle in the back-left corner of the yard where a tree is with kids inside. It's raining and I'm wondering if they'll be okay in there. I hop around, dodging deep muddy ruts and footprints in the yard. Finally I get to my grandpa and help him inside, and I notice he didn't bring any drinks (he always brings soft drinks to social gatherings). When we get to the patio, I look in an oversized ice chest and there aren't any drinks there either. Suddenly the rain intensifies and I warn my dad because the grill is flaming and isn't under the patio. [F2] Green - This is a strange sequence of events and I'm not sure which came first. In Scene A, I'm downstairs in my WL living room which is brightly lit for a while with others, then the scene transitions and I'm in bed with the side-table lamp on, and there are three servants in the bed next to me. I clap our WL copper cooking tongs together and the servants take a strange formation. In Scene B, I'm in bed in the dark, and I have a close memory of being downstairs, so I focus on the difference between the location of my body in bed (which I can barely feel) and the location of my body downstairs in memory. I try to WILD and almost succeed, unsure if I did. There are three possibilities and I can't remember which is the actual case. Scenario 1: Scene A came before Scene B, and I was trying to DEILD and failed. Scenario 2: Scene B came before Scene A, and I successfully WILDed. Scenario 3: Scene B was an FA, because its memory has a dream-like quality. In any case these were pretty vivid. I just wish I got more sleep
Blue_Opossum, you may not have asked "What's in Ebb's box" but I'd call this a "Hit". What do tou think? ⚘⚘⚘ (...) So the setting stabilizes as a bus, seemingly in late afternoon, but I am not corporeal, as I have not fully “stepped in,” though I am on the right of the bus driver’s seat. There is no driver. An empty child safety seat (baby car seat) is atop the empty bus driver’s seat, closer to the steering wheel. The bus is moving in a setting that seems like an ambiguous mix of a bullring (bullfighting arena) and a Nascar venue. Although it is driving itself, my dream self is still liminally controlling its direction and speed. ⚘ The Paul Simon song, “Baby Driver,” is loudly playing from an undetermined source, diffusing through the environment. There is an enhanced awareness of energy and activity. I start to feel very amused and cheerful by the absurdity of the scenario. Most members of the audience are cheering and throwing confetti as the bus circles the area. ⚘ I start to wonder why the Paul Simon song emerged, as I had not heard or thought of it in years. Still feeling cheerful, I decide to come out of my dream. ⚘ https://youtu.be/J8i4Rp3qizk ⚘ Baby Driver lyrics Simon & Garfunkel My daddy was the family bassman My mamma was an engineer And I was born one dark gray morn With music coming in my ears In my ears They call me Baby Driver And once upon a pair of wheels I hit the road and I'm gone What's my number I wonder how your engines feel Ba ba ba ba Scoot down the road What's my number I wonder how your engines feel Shine a light, ooo ooo oo, ooo ooo oo My daddy was a prominent frogman My mamma's in the Naval reserve When I was young I carried a gun But I never got the chance to serve I did not serve They call me Baby Driver And once upon a pair of wheels I hit the road and I'm gone What's my number I wonder how your engines feel Ba ba ba ba Scoot down the road What's my number I wonder how your engines feel Ba ba ba ba, mmm ba ba ba ba My daddy got a big promotion My mamma got a raise in pay There's no one home, we're all alone Oh come into my room and play Yes we can play I'm not talking about your pigtails But I'm talking 'bout your sex appeal I hit the road and I'm gone What's my number I wonder how your engines feel Ba ba ba ba Scoot down the road What's my number I wonder how your engines feel To oo ooo to oo ooo to oo ooo oo ooo oo ooo oo ooo Songwriters: Paul Simon Did you see the metaphors to Baby Booties Baby car seat (on bus drivers seat) But Baby is not in seat And Baby is not in booties It is important to check the information of the photo Click the (i) The target 5 photo was taken on 10-Sept-18 You posted this baby seat dream on 13-Sept-18. This also causes me to remember something. I cant remember. I will have to search for it. Bfn ⚘⚘⚘ I wanted to post this in a comment box in your Dreamviews Dream Journal but couldn't find a comment box Soz⚘ Here is your Dreamviews Dream Journal entry ↘️↘️↘️ https://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/blu...iver%94-85428/ ↗️↗️↗️
First dream, We were in our old house. Mom and Davey were outside, so I went outside too. It was brighter than I expected, since it was the middle of the night.. I looked left to the hill/mountain and it was glowing for some reason. At some point I noticed a very very large rock, the size of the ship from Hunter x Hunter, floating above the park, a few hundred feet away from us. I was only slightly worried... But I told Mom and Davey we should go inside. They were slow, and then the rock crashed down into the edge of the park (it was now only the size of a house or two, somehow) . After marveling, I looked at the mountain/hill and realized the bright glow was lava shooting out from where the giant rock used to be. We went back inside and watched the breaking news about it, rhe close-up videos of the lava, and the warnings for those living neae the hill. Second dream, part 1 I was in a camp/getaway/..brothel? Far in Japan's past, timewise. I was only in the farm area, cuz it was like harvest moon. I was cutting weeds and trying to do all that, it was really fun work as the plants all came up pretty easily, but I got to these certain plants that put up a fight like potato babies (the ones I read about in Harry Potter book 2 yesterday) . Second dream, part 2 I was inside at the end of the hall from the entrance. There were about seven rooms in addition to the front area. It was like the store from harvest moon's toucan island, mixed with a long-hallwayed retreat center from junior high. Some stuff happened I don't remember, the usual (I worked there as ? I'm not sure but I worked there.) And a guy died ? Somehow.. later I was in my colleague's room (he looked eerily similar to Connor-san) fixing his computer, he poked his head in and said the guy (our other colleague) had died. We were both worried, he left, then a guy with dark glasses came in, put his face reeeeally close to mine, then left without a word. He returned with a blonde girl. she came in quickly, kneeled in front of me (I was sitting on the floor fixing cords) and almost started crying, asked if I'd be her first time =_= .. she went on asking if it hurt a lot when it was a girl rather than a guy customer and kept talking, but I lay my head on her shoulder (..did I think this was comforting or something?) told her that that isn't my job and I'd also be bad at it as it'd be my first time too. I then suggested my colleague (whose room I was in) , but there were also a couple other girls in there somehow? Both were my colleagues, and the older whispered something about the guy being dead and it's bad luck for a girl to have her first time when a guy is dead... (?) Also said something about the meteor falling soon. Anyway, the blonde girl seemed a bit worried by that, and she (and her bodyguard of course) followed me into the main room to the counter where I asked the head lady about stuff/the situation. At some point my guy colleague, and another colleague of ours (he looked like the main rapper from Stray kids, but he had this serene expression) , all of us were wearing kimonos or something now , and we walked outside. Down the wooden steps there was hay, and we looked up and there was the large meteor hanging in the sky far in the horizon.
Book club went on an outing, Arthur Chrissy Stephen selah Monz me another older girl was it Beth? One of the earlier dreams was us eating other stuff but at some point I was in the bushes, with some one? Was it the harvest Sprite Finn? And we were looking at the courtyard/driveway of a big mansion at.. someone? Earlier we were also in front of the Seattle library, or it at least looked like it. We ate so many things but I don't remember what they were.. We ended up at a restaurant's back warehouse, the food part started with us all searching for dessert (previous dreams were us eating other earlier meals) I found a vanilla ice cream and licked the ridges off, but then found out there were other flavors on the next aisle, Monz was looking at them and I tried to pass it off that I'd licked it, but she was looking at mine curiously cuz you could tell I'd licked it, so I acted like I'd been planning to give it to another member of our party, but I said "no one would probably want to trade me huh" we walked to the table, I ate more of my ice cream, we all searched for burgers, I searched for hamburgers but couldn't find any (we were at Burger King or smthing but it had shelves of random burgers, some few were Wendy's or McDonald's but no mcchickens. It ended like that. But while I was searching there were two waitresses that came in, they asked if we had a piece of paper, Beth said no but she could give them some tomorrow if they'd like xD I had a false awakening, went downstairs and told my brother about it all.
Happy dreams Dreamed short dreams about Jamie. In one we are at the hall from the other dream where she was possessed and we are dancing. There are other dreams like these that I can't recall but they happened over a few days. Messed up Dreamed Jamie was trapped inside a giant dybbuk box. She was floating in liquid, arms outstretched in front of her. Weird I'm trapped in the box with her, we are floating in the liquid, her hair is outstretched everywhere, I am stroking her hair and consoling her. She says, "I love you." and I wake up. Next night. Jamie is mad Dreamed I was watching a class room. Jamie is in there and looks mad. She has a small chalkboard in front of her and is writing a message with multi colored chalk. I gather she wants to be left alone in the dreams. Room Dreamed I'm in my room with Jamie and my aunt is yelling at me. Jamie gangs up on me with my aunt and yells at me too. WTF Dreamed I was meeting a dark haired girl at a motel. Switched to cinematic of outside and all I could hear is the one up sound from mario.... LOL. Last few nights. Room I'm in my room talking with asuka and we are trying to figure out why Jamie is suddenly mad at me. Chalkboard See the classroom again and Jamie has written ,"I hate you," over and over again on the board in white. Tree I wake up by a tree with giant tendrils, one is stuck in me and one is stuck in Jamie. I look around and see other people in the field with tendrils stuck in them. Infiltration Strange dream about me infiltrating the Illuminati. To do so I had to drive towards BC by a forest. After driving for sometime it was night. There was a storm suddenly and there was strange clouds of energy. I got sucked into one. Next I am in a building. I walk from a lobby and get greeted by Sam Golbach from youtube. Umm okay. He's illuminati? Makes sense. He leads me into a classroom. For the test to join we have to go up against a creature to test our dream skills. Wish I remembered the details. I fought it by becoming it or something. After Sam seemed really impressed and said he had never seen anything like that. Guess I was in. I left the building and found myself on some street. Got picked up from Raven Knight and I told her what just happened. She decided to infiltrate the place too so I showed her the directions to get to the dark forest.
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Sep 16 2018 Pre-WBTB: [D1] I'm in a blue version of my childhood living room with F. She brings me a plastic rectangular package of writing utensils, and I tear it open and start looking at the different items (big fat sharpie, pencils, pens, an eyebrow brush). She looks mad at me for some reason. While I try to figure it out I fold a piece of paper in half along the middle. It's regular printer paper with one side watercolored blue, but not warped or anything. I keep prodding her as to why she's mad at me and she gives me the silent treatment, so I try to put back together the plastic box, but I can't fit all of the writing utensils back in. She's drawing a diagram of an isometric house, and I find out that she has a laminated piece of paper with different house diagrams on it that she wanted me to draw with her. It's blue and I think it might be the same one I folded, just machine-printed and laminated now. She angrily marks into the laminated paper with a pencil, but it barely shows up. I look at some of the different patterns, and while they look like they should be evenly isometric or orthographic, they're significantly skewed in multiple places. This makes me more aware of the dream state. [L1] The scene shifts and I'm on the other side of the room, which is now incandescent. F and I are now in chairs by the fireplace, and the room is decorated for Christmas. I ask her "Are you still mad at me from the last dream?" Asking this question either triggers or strengthens my lucidity. She replies no but is still a little standoffish. I start literally pulling her leg, lengthening and transforming it willfully to about six or seven feet long, and bendy. Suddenly she switches places with me, and I'm now on the floor near the piano. I nonverbally command "Show me a clear view of F's face" and the control of my vision is taken over. It zooms and pans mechanically over to her. My vision is clearer now, but I can sort of see black bars at the top and bottom of my vision. She looks stoic or angry, but is facing directly towards me (her face is a little different than IWL). I'm pretty impressed by the effectiveness of the "show me" command, so I try again: "Show me the most beautiful thing I can imagine". The camera pans over to the picture frames against the piano wall and I think "Oh no, not this Freudian shit". Then the cameras react to me and point towards the ceiling, at a mobile that's very Christmasy, with a twisted wreath and a stuffed simplistic angel in the middle. [D2] I'm in bed with F in an unfamiliar, dark blue place. She's trying to paste some text (a pop-up overlaid my vision). So I edit out the "http:/" and some other stuff and put into google (again via overlay) and I realize that it's the name of a reddit user? I say "oh I recognize this" but then I think maybe she'll be mad if she knows I know(?). After this she looks at me with a serious face and tells me that she's going to donate blood to A.L. (can't remember full name). When she says this, in the dream I remember an earlier NL (pre-pre-WBTB) but I don't write it down upon awakening. (4:50am) [WBTB] [L2.1] I'm NL in an open field, the sky is a faded blue and the earth all around me is dead and cracking. I think there's a treeline a couple of miles off in front of me and farther off to my far right. I see a huge explosion in the sky in front of me, it's bright blue in tint but not too intense to look at. I look off to the far right and see more of these, which are already shaping into crosses. The crosses are of varying sizes. I look back in front of me and the explosion has formed into a single, giant cross, with a couple of circles behind it. I realize I'm dreaming and immediately I think "I need to teleport to the bathhouse!". Because of this, my mind is preoccupied while I'm looking at my hands trying to stabilize the dream. The ground looks very clear, the detail is amazing on the cracks. But the dream feels paper-thin, and I start spinning prematurely thinking "bathhouse", and I wake up. [L2.2] I'm in bed with F and almost immediately become lucid. Details ommitted but I tried to exert nonverbal dream control over her, and it almost worked, but the idea/expectation of her in my mind is too strong-willed and resisted me. [L2.3] I'm a woman in a combination campsite/hotel, and again I'm almost immediately lucid. I'm situated all the way at the end of the row of rooms, and I see an older foreign-looking man with a crumpled brown leaf on his nose. He sort of reminds me of Eggman in retrospect, but friendlier in a way. I approach him because I either need something or was just looking for a DC. He's sort of ignoring me and my passage to him is blocked by a wall, so I look away and imagine a small gate. It appears and I go through. Scene shift and we're in his kitchen, he's reaching for the honey or sugar for some tea and I reach for it too. For some reason this is a grave offense, and I feel I should leave, but he forgives me. Scene shift and I'm in a gift shop, and there is a tribal african woman with body paint. Scene shift and I'm outside with the old man, and I pass by a tree with small blue scorpion creatures on its leaves. I then see down the road, a huge version of the scorpion creatures coming towards us and the cabins! I start running, but can't find my room (the layout is different now, with individual cabins). There's a man behind me so I let him pass and follow him to a small bunker. We drop in, and I feel unwelcome. One of the men has a strange-looking gun, and I make some military comment which he doesn't take kindly to. I'm still lucid so I actually offer to become another DC lol. The whole scene reminded me of FMJ for some reason. There's a fridge in the back of the bunker behind a sort of divide/cage. I'm handed some things to put in the fridge; one of them looks like ice cubes, and one of them looks like cheese or butter. I keep putting them in the wrong one, and the guys will just tell me "Fridge. Fridge. Freezer. Freezer". I keep insisting that the ice cubes need to go in the freezer but finally I look back down and they're diced carrots. [L2.n] Within this dream chain I had another one in my apartment, and then an uncaught FA where I was DJing in bed. [WBTB2]I woke again and had another lucid chain of (I believe) 3 different ones, but I couldn't find a pen so I didn't write them down, and got comfortable and forgot all about them! [F1] Extremely long NL. It was cinematic, and was a sort of mix between Wreck it Ralph and a royal wedding, plus maybe Treasure Planet? It was a dark city adventure where we had to save the city from an evil corporation, some sort of power plant that you can see from anywhere which has a huge orange skullface on its building. I vividly remember the end, but the beginning and middle are fuzzy with a few distinct impressions. I think it's possible that the WiR dream and the RW dream were separate at first, but merged towards the end. Towards the end, we (the posse) are turning the corner on a cyberpunky road where all of the lights have gone out (we've shut down a few power plants already). But now as we round the corner we can see the big orange skull and we're ready for business. We drive up on the dark interstate hi-rise-ish road and approach a crowd of shadow people with yellow eyes. I throw a "shovel knight" at them, which is a rolling ball that slashes the people and turns the shadow people into normal people. The street/city setup reminds me a bit of early Duke Nukem. We round the corner and see a ship, which we untie and board. We end up walking into a sidedoor to the wedding. Spoiler for unexpected romance: I've been competing with this guy who looks like John from Sherlock, who is imposing, in the RW dream the whole time. We are relatively young, and there are some young girls that we are supposed to walk down the aisle during the wedding. However I (the persona I'm assuming in the dream) has feelings that have been developing for the whole dream, for the one that Sherlock John is supposed to walk down the aisle. Someone appears at the white door, and I open it, and there she is, in a beautiful white and gold dress; she looks surprised that I opened the door, I'm also in a white tux/commander's outfit with gold trim. She has black hair and pale skin, and a very straight face, which looks sheepish, somewhat sickly, but truly beautiful in a way I can't describe. I kiss her gently with closed lips. She's shocked but when I offer my hand she takes it. She's holding a paper and I'm holding a sketchbook (maybe I'm the wedding sketch artist? Who knows) and I take her paper and put it with mine. We hold hands and walk, having our pictures taken (turns weirdly digital for a second). Then I'm dancing with her and she's embarassed, like a deer in headlights, so I hold her. Totally unexpected but interesting and enjoyable dream; can't figure out what kind of day-residue or thoughts led to this. *Note: Counting L2.* as one dream together as they were a mostly uninterrupted chain. **Note: I think I WILDed (or at least DEILDed) for some of the entries in L2; I distinctly remember that feeling of "crossing over" and how it sort of rushes through you and throws you off-balance. Very cool.
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