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Morning of July 28, 2014. Monday.



I am in an undefined indoor location in my dream but with somewhat of a sense of being in the Barolin Street house (where we moved from in the beginning of 2008), though there is also a lesser awareness of the Gellibrand Street apartment in Clayfield (our first home together). Zsuzsanna is present in some scenes.

My attention is on a plastic doll of 18 inches of the generic kind that represents a female toddler in standing position, dressed in 1890s fashion. Apparently, I had gotten this doll in the mail recently. I notice a number of signatures of former schoolmates and friends, most written in either blue or black ink. The handwriting is mostly on the lower arms, hands, and legs of the doll.

Wrapped sparsely around parts of the doll is at least a four-foot length of sections of retied “wire”. Though it looks like barbed wire, it may be craft sinew. There are only a few twists around each limb and a few around the body. The “wire” firstly seems soft even at the junctures of the knots.

There is also a small booklet that is tied on with a small thin ribbon around the neck, which seems to hold a series of messages from different people over time and intended for anyone that temporarily has the doll before they mail it to someone else, the tone of the writing somewhat like that found in a typical school yearbook.

The doll also apparently serves as a fancy friendship book (FB), which is sent from person to person for each to add their contact details. (This was common practice for penpals, though some of whom annoyingly and intentionally collected the booklets and foldables of various themes, styles, and materials instead of passing them on). I am not sure who to send it to. I read a message from Toby, my best friend from school. He talks about what a good idea this “friendship book” is.

Later, there is a second doll, seemingly of which has not passed via as many people. The second one has sharp and thick barbed wire around it in a few areas of the limbs and body as well as a small part of the head. A length of it is disentangled and somewhat loose.

I consider sending both of the “friendship books” on their way, but I feel a bit uncertain because of the potential harm the projecting barbed wire (on the second doll) may present for those I send it to (or anyone handling the package itself assuming it is wrapped in paper rather than being sent in a box). I test the possible danger by moving my hand against the wire to make sure it is flatter and not of a potential to accidentally cut someone, but I soon come to believe that it would not be a good idea to mail either doll.

My dream starts to lose cohesion. When I look at the second doll again, it has transformed into a flat cardboard cut-out doll of the same frontal appearance. It begins to separate into sections and copies of those same sections, relating to a potential to then rebuild it, even the nose then needing to fit into the face of which has a cut-out circle where the nose cut-out would fit into, as well as a redundant additional full face cut-out. Eventually, the aspects of my dream change to where the transformed doll is apparently now a paper tole or 3D decoupage project. The “barbed wire” seems no longer present or relevant. I am not sure how to proceed, as it now seems a more time-consuming task to meet the responsibility of passing on the school reunion addresses, messages, and signatures.

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One layer of my dream was an incidental distortion of “wiring someone” as in sending them a message. However, barbed wire is associated with a fence and a fence typically represents a division between dreaming and waking (especially the higher preconscious level). Additionally, a doll typically symbolizes the status of being asleep and inactive while in the dream state and thus is not usually a symbol of real life relevance. I consider this dream important with respect to that understanding as it also redundantly validates a doll as of a specific level of unconsciousness due to the parallel symbolism of being “of a fence” (liminal space divider) as well as how being unconscious limits the movement of the physical body. There is an additional revelatory feature of the friendship book element regarding the transpersonal nature of the preconscious (closer to the collective unconscious than either the dream self or conscious self identity, relating to both static and dynamic influences from other people, though depending on the personal will of the individual).

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It was my dream self’s focus of intent that transformed the doll into flat cardboard and thus changed the original nature of my dream. Recall that I was deliberately checking to make sure the wire was not sharply protruding outward, so this was non-lucid dream control, not lucidity as I was unaware that I was dreaming in this case.

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Revised, clarified, and simplified for the casual reader on Sunday, 22 October 2017.

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3/5/12

DILD

I am hanging out in my room with a bunch of people. There are a few instruments and amps lying around. I pick up a bass and start playing with it. Every song that I try to play, I somehow find the right notes on the first try. As I do well, people are getting into it. Paul grabs a guitar. Two other people show up that I don't know. One guy grabs my saxophone and starts getting it set up. I am kind of grossed out by the mouthpiece but I hadn't played it in years anyway.

While setting up my sax, he finds something on a shelf. It is an old top hat. He grabs it and asks what it is. I run forward and grab it from him before he did anything. I said its a genie. As I rub the hat, I proclaim, "I wish this was a genie!" And the genie from aladdin came out. Everyone is amazed.

I realize I can fly with the genie's help. I grab my bass and amp and look to the sky. The genie gives me flying ability so I get in the superman position and take off. I land on the corner of Lake and Kenilworth and set my amp up. I start playing as a street performer. Some old lady says, "you should get a real, crappy job." I replied, "I have a crappy job; I do this for fun." She laughs hysterically as she walks away.

I finally become lucid. I look the sky and take off again. I get really high and try to level out flying forward. I end up just rotating my body in the air, as I start to lose altitude. I turned it into a big sweeping turn and I am flying close to the ground. I am going over grass and fences. I try to fly back high, but I crash.

No biggie, Ill just take back off again. I jump up and hit some netting. There is barbed wire about me. It is a white wire and has barbs, even though it doesn't hurt me. I look around and try to find gaps, but they are closing. I climb a tree, trying to get about the netting but that fails. I find out that my dad is behind all this. He is trying to trap me. I never get to escape before waking up.

1st of June, 2010

I was in the living room with my family at night time. Cups that were lying around started standing themselves up and flicking up into the air. Started getting a really strange vibe and eventually discovered it was a ghost from 100AD trying to communicate with us.

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Went flying in a helicopter over a sparsely treed mountain but one of the landing struts hit a tree and ripped a giant hole in the bottom. We rolled out and down the hill.

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On a drive with Nooks. We went through this strange suburb and I authoritatively turned to her and declared that "I've just seen the future of houses."
In hindsight they were pretty ordinary.

We stopped the car and walked into one of the houses and into the bathroom where we fooled around for a bit. Nooks noticed some guys through the window loitering outside and said that they were wrapping our car in barbed wire. I ran outside and started yelling at them then got a pitchfork (!) from the boot of the car.
A massive fight broke out.
Eventually one of the guys ran to some house to get backup so I took off.
Sprinted through gardens and over fences and up hills for what seemed like an eternity and ended up near a backyard pool. This Maori guy came up with a giant dog but we talked it out and everything was okay.
He said he dealt MDMA and the dream ended with an awkward "oh... ...can I have some?"

NORMAL DREAM - Please forgive the cap on almost every word, my computer did it and will take a long time to undo

I was in my Dads houses Bathroom Where I Brushed My Teeth with Toothpaste That I noticed Contains Sodium Fluoride Then the scene Changed To At my Mums house and It Was Dark and the Cats Were About and one was sitting on a cupboard. I had to help my sisters get Into the Attic. I Had to Let Light into the House without letting light Get outside by Putting Blankets Up. I Also Has To Pull a Bed Sheet around a certain entire house Then Take It Back to Our House, the bed sheet was huge and orange. Then One Time I Went Around The Wrong House And There Was Barbed Wire Over The Floor And This Child Came And Stood On The Wires And Complained About Something. I Took Him off The Floor, I also Took A Piece of Wire and Went to the Gym.

I Went Through The Double Doors And Talked To People I Met At Enrolment Day. We Walked Down By a River (which looked quite calm but not dry) and I Finally Decided to Discard It (the barbed wire). As It Will "Do More Harm Than Good". But I Did Not Want It To Ping Back So I Looped It Into A Fence And Told Nobody To Get It. Then We Were On A Rollercoaster By The River And I Kept Looking Into The River, there was grass growing in the river and around it. Then We Went up Big Hills (on the rollercoaster) Then arrived At a flat Platform Were We Played a rhythmic Clapping Game. To See If Clapping At The Same Time Would Do Something To The Track And Kart. We Then Went To This Other Rollercoaster Which Was Further Away But When We Went On It, Appeared To Be In The Same Place. But It Had No Bumps and At the End and Had A Different Game. The Rollercoaster Fell Off The Track Twice. Went Back And Forth.

We Then Got Given Cards like a thank you card at The End with Drawings Inside as gifts/certificates. One Got A Picture Of A Fat Man. Some Others Seemed Upset By Theirs. One Guy Got A Great Shaded Drawing And He Appeared To Have Others Just Like It But Two People Fishing As The First. We Were Then On Some Staircase Where The Rollercoaster Man Gave Me A Card After Me Just Talking About The Other Rollercoaster. He Thought I Was Complaining. The Card Was a Picture of a Person Crying and something along the Lines Of, “I Liked the Fairy Ride Better” written on the card. The quote was meant to be insulting. I Saw A Guy Crying And He Said To This Other Person He Got About 3 Stars, 7 A Stars And a U.

Then I Looked up and the Setting Changed Into my brothers Bedroom at my mother’s house, Two French teachers were in my brothers bed Marking English Coursework. When I Got My Report I Planned Not To Read It Until A Later Time. Then one of the teachers took something from the Bedpost Where It Said the Number38 in a Ball Type Font, She Then Said 38 As If It Was Significant.
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INTERPRETATION - (from the internet (Dreammoods) and might not be accurate )

Brushing teeth - "Your struggles and your aggressiveness. You need to look out for yourself and your own interest. Perhaps, you feel that your position is shaky."

Blanket + House - Adding security to self, or covering up true self.

Roller coaster - Ups and downs