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I woke up abruptly from a really bad spinal pain & my dreams were lost. Sigh.

From the same night:

>An African-American man turned into a blue dragon and flew towards another dragon and perched on something. The blue one talked to the other dragon and the other dragon talked to him. The blue dragon said something about "Thinking higher thoughts" before he laughed then the other, much bigger dragon, ate the blue one. At this point I felt disturbed.

>People, two women aged 18-24 in particular, were slowly turning into monkeys in fear. Something about a strawberry or strawberries comes to mind here. I felt disturbed about this too.

I have a mundane dream about life...
However, my dream is repetitively haunted by people asking me what 1% of 5 is. I cannot answer.

Circus

I was in a circus with my friends. We moved through tight passage filled with many attractions and entered a purple tent. There were some boxes, barrels and wooden beams. Some people were training before next show. Suddenly walls of the tent started leaking and water started flowing inside rapidly. There was no escape from there, but I got an idea. I held my breath and waited until water reached ceiling, then I tore through the tent to a wooden beam holding it. I got to another side of beam and jumped down into the water. Suddenly I found myself in some warehouse with circus staff. I spoke with an entertainer that had hands and feet cut off. Suddenly some man with guns blown out warehouse door and rushed inside. The limbless man somehow held a pistol with one stub and shot him in chest. The man fallen on the floor, and the limbless shooter approached him and sanding above him said "You know, even without limbs I can hold scalpel pretty well."

Swimming pool

With mother and older sister we entered an old car and drove towards a swimming pool. On the way I looked through a window on the sky and saw wonderful clouds. Some of them looked like mushrooms, while rest had shapes of tulips. I told mother and sister about these clouds and they said they're wonderful. We reached the swimming pool, it was an enormous complex made from old dam. We left our car at the parking and moved to the entrance elevator, but then I realized that I forgot to take something from the car and moved back.

I was at a chinese restaurant the whole time. At one point I remember saying "I am so grateful for my life. I must be the only chef in the world who's been to the moon twice."

+ LUCIDD 221 LD#221 Skiing competition, I'm starting out skating style my right foot is not properly attached. Doing loops on a track, small, the snow is partially melting with bare/watery spots. Back to start there are two women standing there. I keep going (I forgot to do something?) head into tiny elevator and get to the top, this is the wrong place there is a covered top tower here with a man. In order to get the elevator to move I have to turn a tiny dial like on the back on a small alarm clock. Get out at the mid level and I'm on a platform overlooking a wide plaza below. There are a few people standing a few steps away from me and lots of people walking around on the plaza. A girl is standing right in front of me she starts to turn towards me and I see she's wearing some lipstick, I grab her and we start kissing and I want to stablize the dream and hold the kiss. I keep my eyes open and look (while still kissing) down around on the plaza and see the people walking below. It's a nice kiss and I'm starting to feel some sensations in the (ahem) area, I make a sexy comment to the girl and wake up.

Morning of November 18, 2016. Friday.



I non-lucidly become aware of being in the northeast bedroom of the Loomis Street house in La Crosse. (This means that my synaptic gating has held my memory of having fallen asleep, but not held my memory of my current location, thus my dream self accepts this erroneous location as current. In my dream, I have no focus on any relatives who lived here. I had not lived here since February 1994.)

No east window is present, an error my dream self does not regard as incorrect. (This is due to synaptic liminal space gating being closed at this point and also why Zsuzsanna appears in my dream with me but as a younger incorrect rendering. Thus far, there are two literal threads, memory of having fallen asleep and partial recall of Zsuzsanna.)

Over time, I slowly become aware of the evidence of an unthreatening haunting, which firstly only relates to marks appearing on the east wall, though it eventually seems like writing. This supposed ghost seems more like the real Zsuzsanna, though I am not directly aware of this fact in my dream. (This means that factors of my emergent consciousness are becoming active by way of RAS mediation. Threads of recall of who Zsuzsanna really is are becoming more dominant as I grow closer to waking. Well-known lifelong autosymbolism is rendered; “a wall as a liminal space divider”; that is, the precursory synaptic gating between dream self identity and conscious self identity. “Ghost writing” is utilized by way of RAS to augment language and reading skills, which typically do not viably exist in the non-lucid dream state.)

Eventually, I go outside via the Loomis Street house’s back door, though I am then in the backyard of the Stadcor Street house in Brisbane. My dream self does not consider this impossible location change as erroneous or worthy of attention. (Synaptic gating has brought about a focus on a more recent location I had lived, but not my current address or viable conscious self identity.)

There is a shed in the backyard which is similar to the Loomis Street house’s shed although it is also associated with the shed at our present address but mirrored. (A shed is typically autosymbolism for a specific type of memory recall and storage.)

It seems to be early morning at this time. The haunting continues, in two-dimensional dynamics, on the outer wall of the shed that faces the back of the house (west, relative to the Stadcor Street house). The ghost seems to remain contained within the wall, but she communicates with writing and eventually speech. (This means that my emergent consciousness is becoming more active than before to where more viable threads of my physical status of being in bed with Zsuzsanna are extant.)

A few random unknown people are eventually present near the shed. I notice that the ghost now has the power to direct lightning into the television antenna. I say “look at that” and point. Long thin bolts of lightning intriguingly jump about on the antenna. This causes me to feel somewhat wary. I think that the ghost may now become three-dimensional and perhaps even emerge from the television by going through the antenna and into the house. (This is autosymbolism for the waking transition in my dream’s final stage. It indicates subliminal awareness of Zsuzsanna’s neural energy as metaphorically coalescing with mine - I use “metaphorically” for people who cannot accept the existence of telepathy. The antenna is autosymbolism for serotonin receptors as well as synaptic efficacy. This is very similar autosymbolism as in dreams such as “Not my Fault”, a childhood dream from May 1971.)

This type of haunting dream stems from the biological factor of being unconscious, though perception of vestibular system ambiguity is minimal here (as there is no association with flying, falling, or other implied movement). The reason for this dream, along with its meaning, has been validated in its correlation with thousands of occurrences of identical autosymbolism in RAS mediation in dreams since early childhood.

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This is probably the first Non-Lucid dream I know was non lucid in a while. Most of mine I know I am dreaming at some point. This one gave me no clues, probably because it happened so fast. I was in my house and I was folding towels, my husband was in the kitchen chopping carrots and I hear every chop then I hear a different sound and my heart sank, then I hear him say "I cut it good this time", I said hold pressure on it and immediately sprang into action and grabbed some wash cloths and ran over held it against it. I was looking on the cutting board for a finger because it sounded horrible. Nothing, no blood anywhere. I asked him to show it to me and when he took off the wash cloth there was no blood and (I was thinking he was just teasing me) then all of a sudden it squirted at me so I quickly put pressure again. Just the tip was gone but I definitely did not know that was a dream. I was starting to wonder if I had any NL's. I am sure if I could have better recall I would have many more NL's.

I must've fell asleep while recalling my dream, because I had a good memory of it one moment, and then I forgot it in the next.

I was walking through a museum while I was apparently playing Skyrim, and the museum showed some kind of mod thing, such as replacing household decorations with food, and such.


I fought a one-eyed ogre. He kept complaining and got a bit annoyed when I stabbed him in the eye. We had some conversation about human bone structure and I lied to him that all humans except ninjas have special bone structures, and the bones people think humans have are only possessed by ninjas and samurais. He didn't buy it.

There was a bit about McCree from Overwatch.

I'm boarding an airplane. I suddenly realize I don't want to go, or it's going to the wrong destination. I ask the flight attendant if I can still get off, but (s)he says no. We take off while I stumble back to my seat.

Scene with a lot of characters. A massive brawl erupts between various characters. A man restrains a woman onto a table (?) and aims a flamethrower at her, clearing intent on burning her. I attack the man to save her. Then, a female orderly (from a mental hospital?) who looked a bit like a fat nun, was furious at me for using violence. Still pissed off (and knowing I was in the right to use force, seeing as how the man I attacked was about to burn someone to death), I hit her in the face. Hard.

Day before yesterday.

Very detailed and aware dream.

I'm in another country. But then I realize it's not another country, just a place I used to go to visit my gramma, and they speak another language there more than the official lang. of the state.

I followed my boss from my WL client company to his house for some paperwork or discussion. Something about a missing paragraph. We walk through his house and I see everything in such a clear detail. This whole dream is very clear, detailed, logical. Not foggy at all.

I left my bicycle in his yard and when I remember that, I return. Looking at the house I can't remember which door leads to his place. I look at several doors then I knock on one and they let me in, it was the right one.

But I don't take the bike afterall. I remember now that I only know half of the way home from this small town to my town. I can't remember the names of some other cities I need to go through. (This happens fairly frequently. Me trying to get back home from this place on a bicycle, only realizing that I don't remember the exact way. When IWL I do and I made that trip many times.)

I walk out and start looking for a cab to take me to the bus station. I ask 2 people where the bus to my town goes from (and I tell them the correct WL name). They don't know. Then I help a young mom with something she carries so she can take her stroller down the stairs and she tells me where my bus #16 goes from and at what time. I get to the station, #16 just pulls up, I jump on and driver confirms he is going to my town. I pull out a $500 bill, then $100 and I realize it was still too much.

I spoke through the whole dream my other language they speak at my grammas place. Mixed with some of my first language and some english I think.


Dream last night:
We are in some old, industial type building with lots of glass and metal. Looking or more scavenging for usefull items. Screwdrivers, paintbrushes, all kinds of tools and stuff. I think we are post war or something like that.

Somebody tries to attack us and I sling my machine gun from my shoulder, aim at him but it doesn't fire. I'm thinking it's out of ammo so I look closer and squeeze the trigger while I'm aiming at the ceiling. It fires a powerful, fast, metal round. It makes a hole in it.
(This is first time that my rifle actually shoots real ammo that's metal and heavy and it does damage.)

Outside in a huge, hangar type room, aliens are coming. A small blob of alien lifeform that I feel is dangerous and sinister shows up near by. I try to shoot it and stomp on it.

We have to get away from there. Someone wants to go to top floor and escape from there. I say that is the bank floor, heavily armed, shatter proof windows and such. To prove my point, a missile is heading our way, hits the window but nothing happens. Window holds. So we decide to leave another way.

I thought I might post an old dream I just remembered.
I am on a train to the South Pole. Lots of people I know are there. I feel this happy feeling of independence, freedom, and euphoria put together. It is so wonderful I cannot describe it anymore. It only appears in dreams. Eventually we reach a city at the South Pole. I have a best friend in the dream who is always with me. A wizard trains me spells and I remark 'This is like a lucid dream but real' to myself. Soon an earthquake happens and people are jumping off balconies due to fires and dying. I do what I can but I must leave. My companion, the wizard and I do lots of quests, but eventually my friend is killed. I feel horrible. I wake up.

17-Nov-2016 - ND - Office / restrooms + WILD - Alchemy

ND - Office /restrooms
6:35AM
I am in my office, which however looks different (!!!) I am looking for restrooms, but find another office instead (!) Then, as soon as I manage to find them (they look different - !!!), I brush my teeth.

Wake up 6:35 AM
Despite I only have ~20mins to 7AM work alarm, I attempt a WILD anyway, and it's successful

LD - Alchemy
WILD, 6:40AM, ~15min
I hear a noise IWL (I think), like pushing a noisy door.
I find myself at the main entrance of the current hotel.
I take just couple of steps out, everything looks stable, lifelike and ultimately boring.
I look to my left and in front of me again.

There is a hill now in front of me, with a brick and glass building on top of it. I walk towards it.
The near side of the building has no entrance, I walk close to the left wall, looking at the nice architecture, at the walkway, and at some small hedges. Then I turn right to get to the back side of the building, and find the entrance.
It's bright and totally empty inside. It's shaped like a big apartment.
I find a stairway going down, with some clothes - a jacket, a shirt, ... - hanging like a tent.
I move those clothes to the side and descend.
I get to a similarly shaped environment, just a bit darker and almost same as empty.
However, I remember the Alchemy task, and behind a corner I find an L-shaped steel table with a multitude of objects on its top.

I find a mortar, and I choose some ingredients from the table. In order, I put in it some rosemary, a boiled egg, some sliced carrots. Then I see a small glass jar full of flies; I drop all of them inside the mortar, and use the pestle to mush that.
Then I pour the mortar into a small pot which is on the gas.
I look at the flow of smoke inside some spiraling tubes, ending in a condensation column (?) which ends in two faucet-less tubes.
The first tube is pointing outwards, and it shoots out a white-ish fluid, which I manage to partially collect inside a glass cup.
I put a vial below the second tube, which is vertical, and collect there a transparent liquid.

I "know" the white one is the potion, while the small transparent one is the antidote.
I am disgusted at thinking to drink the white stuff, because of the flies, and I am about to give up.
However, I reinforce my will and drink it.

I feel my shoulders arching up, like hitting the ceiling, and again and again.
I see myself from outside (DO), with my upper body emerging from the roof of the brick building.
Then I see from my perspective again. I use my index and middle fingers to look for and pick up the small vial.
I take it to my mouth and drink it down.
No special sensation, but I am my normal size again, outside the building.

I return control to my body, then wake up 6:55 AM

14-Nov-2016 - ND: Wife's old phone + My cousin A

I am with my cousin A, we're outside, running barefoot on a sort of "race". When we have to go upon a stairway, I leave the mid high steps (like an arena) and instead choose the left stairs.
I am looking at a phone, it's smaller than my personal, it's not the company, I rationalize I am using my wife's previous phone (!! - it's broken)

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16-Nov-2016 - ND: Tabletop game, hug my babies + WILD Highway skate, Forest, Underground Cathedral, climb building, the sick one

ND - Tabletop game, hug my babies
I am outside, I am playing a tabletop game (?) with two more people, a board and some parts are placed on top of a blanket on the ground. I see my kids approaching I hug them, play with them for some time.
When I turn back to the tabletop game, people have moved to playing cards while waiting for me.

WBTB 3:30AM, ~1hr + MILD -> No visible effect, just some ND which I forgot anyway

LD - Highway skate, Forest, Underground Cathedral, climb building, the sick one
WILD, 6:30AM, ~1hr
I start by taking a walk with C, a friend, nothing special happens, foggy part.
I am skating on a jammed highway. I zip through cars and trucks (remember very well a big, white truck)
I stop on the side, there is a forest, I walk though it. I touch trees and rub hands to stabilize dream, which kinda works.

After some more walking, I encounter a low fence, ~2m long, surrounding a light grey, spikey structure.
I am able to move the fence aside, but see no immediate way to interact with the structure.
Then, I just grab it from the bottom on one side and flip it open, like a trapdoor, revealing a dark stairway.
Needless to say, I descend it. I summon flames on my left hand to light the environment, but it mostly remains dark.
At the bottom of the stairway, I find myself in a enormous space, with many pillars reaching upwards.
I shoot some fireballs to some close pillars, to have a light area around.
It's dark and I cannot see the top of those pillars. I shoot a fireball amoing the pillars, and see it become smaller and smaller until it disappears. This place it's so big it seems having no top at all...
My body quickly shivers at this grandiosity.
Unfortunately the dream quickly loses stability. I see a glimpse of an altar with candles on top - I sense it was going to be the Demons Lord's house - but dream fades and focus returns to my body.

I still think I can keep myself inside an LD. I surrender myself to whatever will appear next.

I am outside of an entrance to a building. I see a small lawn with a white carton among the grass. As soon as I focus on it, I lose it.
<JUMP>
I am in front of a wooden entrance to what seems a Japanese temple ?
<JUMP>
I am in a small road, there is a group of 5-6 people chatting, one just joins them. I walk around them, the road looks Eastern too, only people, no vehicles.
<JUMP>
I am in the back seat of a futuristic car, someone's driving. Many tall / glass building around us.
On the road, I notice the back of a tall and very slender girl with fuxia sport clothes and a ponytail, walking away from us.
The car stops close to an alley. There is some trash. I use my hands and feet to climb the brick building next to me. I reach a "terrace". I jump out to reach a small metal chimney, which for some reason looks extremely vivid.
Then I jump back to the wall, climbing it Spider-man style again to the top.
<JUMP>
There is a sick man laying down in front of me. He's wearing some heavy / mountain clothes. I look at his head, it's resting on one side, I don't recognize his face. I remove some of his clothes, looking for wounds, but I find none. I pass my hand close to his face, bringing him a white light, which should most likely heal him.

Wake up at 7:20AM (alarm is 7:30)

I have to search for certain artifacts in a fantasy world. Eventually I have to get an artifact by going through a giant spider web guarded by a white spider. I run away from it so much that the dream loses its plot and turns in to a dream about getting on trams and trains.