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Had a vivid, long dream about a list of words, one of them being vacuum. This transitioned into a dark city scene with a high train raised above everything else.

Had a vivid dream right before waking about being at a beach with F. We were looking at a sandstone or just time-worn statue of Cleopatra which was very beautiful. There was a youngish Asian couple (early-mid 30's) who were standing next to the statue, petting a fish. There was a gigantic fish which the man was petting near the statue, and it swam away. F gave me two rings to hold and went to get a drink from a stand.

A dying land...

I was going to check out a place but first I needed to go there by car and then switch to a cable railway. But on the way I was being chased by a dog. It tried to bite me, I told the car to go faster even thought it went a bit slow when going over the hills. The landscape looked like it was dead, all the plants, grass and trees all looked brown and boring. No leaves no nothing. I tried to push away the dog and told the car to go even faster and so it did. But soon there was a cat as well... and soon more animals to follow. When I came to the cable railway I met another person who told me that it was almost near impossible to go to another isle. I didn't listen and went anyway. Soon the cable railway was supposed to go into a tunnel but it was blocked with mud underneath a tree. I tried to dig my way in there but soon the animals would appear and I panicked. I closed my eyes and was hoping I would wake up.



Unpopular foster kid

I was in a foster home with my sisters. There were other children as well. One of them mention an amusment park which of course my little sister wanted to go to as soon as she heard about it. Before checking my wallet I told her that we could go, she was really excited but I noticed that we didn't have enough money for us both. So half way there I turned back and asked for money but no one wanted to lend me so I entered the toilet. I was in there for quite some time before going out. When I walked out from the foster home I noticed it had gotten dark and I was no longer in need of sunglasses. On my way back to the other children, they came one by one and told me that I was way to late and it was my fault that they never got to the amusment park. My little sister cried and told me she hated me and she even refused to talk to me. She disappeared into the mists.



Famous Woman Killed

I was walking on a beach when people caught my attention. They were looking at the birds, holding there wings and trying to make them run away from. The ocean instead. I kept on walking and soon I found a ring. It was really pretty with blue stones on it. I put the ring in a blue high heeled shoe. Then I found a pink, green and so on rings and shoes that I did the same with. I soon realized that it was a crime scene. I found out that the woman was blonde because of the hair samples on the weapon and basically everywhere. There were also shoes and clothes of a man laying in the sand.
I figured that the woman and the man had a drink of wine because of the bottle laying in the sand. They had a quite romantic evening because of all the candles. It went wrong somewhere when the man, probably drunk, went all insane and killed her. But when I told my theory for the policeman he started to yell at me and threw the wineglass on me. Scared, I walked away and went to the victim’s house. She was a very famous woman and film director. She had made at least 30 movies were all women were strong and independent. She was truly loved by many women but hated by men. I searched through her house and found bees. I ran outside with the bees in a box and left them outside. Then I just ran away.

Will the real Jamie please stand up.

I was on a giant boat/ship surrounded by hundreds of girls that all looked like Jamie. None of them said anything that made any sense. I started getting angry at them. Then Jamie jumps out of the water and lands on the boat, she produces a shockwave when she lands making all the phantom Jamie's fall over and dissapear. "I'm the real one!" She declares.

Pool

Just being at a swimming pool with Jamie. She was getting into an air raft enticing me to join her.

Which restaurant

Just a long dream of wandering a big hotel with my brother. I'm getting hungry so I go down an elaborate set of steps which lead to a restaurant. I go to ask for a seat but my brother says that he doesn't like this place. He turns the corner and goes into another bar/restaurant instead.

Alien high school
I'm going to strange highschool with my cousin and his girlfriend. We are eating in a cafeteria when one of the students starts having some seizure on the floor. Me and a bunch of other students gather around to watch as he writhes on the floor. Something begins pushing out of his chest. His chest cavity bursts open spurting blood everywhere and a small alien pops out. It runs away and I run out of the cafeteria screaming. I run really fast down long hallways trying to escape it.

No matter where I go I don't feel safe. I wind up in a stairwell and wait for a second. I still feel like it's stalking me. I go down a few more flights and go into a hallway. The place is no longer a school but more like and apartment building. I enter a completely empty apartment. Then I see my cousin and his girlfriend again. They are hiding out there with me.

Jamie again.

I am watching a dream scene. Jamie is sitting down by a grove of trees in the country side talking to someone, but I can't see who. She tells the person, "As I get older the more I realize I love my mom and Robert."

Money

Just a fragment of me walking around. I paid for something. and kept pulling ore 20's out of my pocket. I had almost a thousand worth.

The dream scene was in this massive building that served as a school but it also seemed like it was a getaway or vacation place for a group of students. One part of the dream was held in this auditorium where a teacher was lecturing and we were taking notes. The class ended and we walked down some stairs and through rooms. I went into a room that was like a study space with bookshelves but was a hangout spot too. In my head I remember that I had bought this space from the school for 300 or 400 dollars. The dream goes to other spots in the building. Back to the auditorium at some point but this time it's fairly empty except for a few people sitting in the back. I walked out of my place and saw a pool there. Someone was close by so I told them about the space that I bought.

The other part of the dream was still near this giant building but in another section that had a giant ballroom with stairs that led outside to a beach area. It seemed to be nighttime and a lot of people were drinking. I was going between the ballroom and outside. I remember shelby and zoe were there. I had gone and talked to shelby a little bit about something. I went back to my space and then came back down to the ballroom. There were a lot of kids underage drinking on this trip. Abby b and someone else came up to me and said they had come very late to the party.

Morning of April 16, 2018. Monday.



(When water induction subsides and my non-lucid dream self is left wandering in liminal space, subliminally attempting to gather threads of my conscious self identity in the waking transition.)

My dream starts out on a public beach, yet at no point am I aware of the ocean. Apparently, Zsuzsanna and our children as they appear now are present, but I am eventually most aware of our youngest son being nearby.

I come to understand that many children had lost their toys in the long stretch of beach sand. Here and there, I dig and I find mostly Lego; a lot of small bricks and a large one at times. I know that our youngest son will want some of them. There are also other parts found from older Lego kits, including plastic Lego figures. The sensation of digging with my hands is very realistic and vivid.

(When my non-lucid dream self is still wandering about in liminal space and reaches an autosymbolic form relating to neural gating and the subliminal enigma of being between sleeping and waking.)

I eventually reach a small square area on the beach that looks like some sort of ambiguous utility structure. It is somewhat like a small transformer station. Inside, on the ground, though there are a couple very small concrete partial floor sections, there are a few Lego platforms that have simple maze features and look as if they were designed to make a miniature maze by putting the platforms together as well as add separate smaller features over the connected platforms. These other pieces are mostly flat, but with sparse raised patterns (though raised less that a quarter of an inch) that imply part of a simple maze. I consider that our youngest son might enjoy them and I take them to put aside as well. I have a large plastic bag to put all the pieces in.

(When atypical neural gating closes off more of my conscious self identity after being at this structure, the maze implying the potential return to dreamless sleep in this case, as I have not yet begun waking ascension.)

Without paying any attention to the change of setting, I am soon digging in the wooden floor, though which is still somewhat like digging in beach sand, of the hall of the second storey of the King Street boarding house (where I have not lived since 1990), rendered as having a searchable essence as in a number of other recent dreams. At this point, even though my current conscious self identity was mostly extant at the beginning of my dream, I am now slipping back into a reversed timeline, where I do not realize I am in the “wrong” setting - and my current conscious self’s memory is now far less viable. Instead of Lego, which is autosymbolism for gathering and constructing my thoughts and identity, and to remember I have a young son, I lose that focus entirely and am now finding stones of an interesting appearance.

Leonard S comes up to see me, though remains at the opposite end of the hall. He seems cheerful and is going to get some additional stones from downstairs. Meanwhile, the King Street landlady comes up to see what is going on and seems somewhat annoyed. She remains standing at the opposite end of the hall from me as well.

(When my dream again subliminally focuses on the waking goal, and fails to initiate conscious self identity.)

Eventually, I find a large magnetic object near a fictional window on my end of the hall. (In real life, there was not a window in this location, my dream falsely implying the end of that area of the house, but the door to Leonard’s room as well as a smaller hall perpendicularly leading to the right and the left open to a staircase to the downstairs area.) It is not a stone but some sort of unusual ovular (though irregular) magnetic object with at least three large flat magnets arranged around its surface. They are somewhat like oversized refrigerator magnets. Each magnet features a scene from “101 Dalmatians” from 1961. One magnet features dalmatians, including Pongo and Perdita, the others, the human cartoon characters Roger and Anita.

A similar object is nearby. I consider that the objects are meant to be placed together. However, when I touch them together all the flat magnets fall off from each. I start talking about this event to an unfamiliar cheerful male who is now suddenly sitting in the window. I try it again, after placing the magnets back on, but they fall off again. I am trying to understand if this is “right” or not, but the unlikely scene and erroneous magnetism does not trigger lucid awareness.

The personified preconscious atypically takes on the essence of reinduction (as with the personified unconscious but of which is most often female) and sits in a low-set window rather than standing by or within a doorway, its usual habitat. The magnets did not continue to stick when the two objects were joined, being autosymbolic of the failure of the conscious self to fully initiate (the window otherwise implying the potential exit point for this dream).

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To summarize dream specifics: Water (no longer present in this atypical dream sequence) subsiding from liminal space as the very common (since early childhood) tidal analogy of waking autosymbolism. Seeking to gather current waking life identity. Small transformer station as autosymbolism for RAS (Reticular Activating System). My dream self finds curiosity in the maze-like neural gating potential of the dream state and becomes distracted. Trading one liminal space for another (beach to hall). Personification of neural gating at dream’s outcome, which very atypically represents reinduction rather than waking.

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This was around 11am-1pm yesterday. I woke up and decided to self-cancel my classes and I’m happy I did that.

I woke up and was looking around before closing my eyes again. While sifting through my thoughts, I could feel my body getting warm and it felt like I was high in a sense. This was the beginning of a dream but I was aware so I decided to try to take it lucid. The first scene I thought of was in the middle of the blue sky. This was probably the case because one of my starting points for a lucid dream is a small plane for skydiving where a person is in front of me yelling for me to jump out of the plane. I know it’s intense, but the intensity makes it easier to spring into lucidity.

Anyways, I was imagining being in the middle of the sky but I believe because there were no other objects it wasn’t working. I could see blue in front of me and blowing by me like a blizzard. That went away so it was time to imagine a new dream scene. Another common dream scene I use is my bed at my mom’s house. Sure enough, my vision is now spinning in my room as I’m trying to stop spinning. The spinning stops and I’m now standing on my bed. I look down at my hands and start to rub them together so that I can feel friction. I do math, “2x2 is 4, 4x4 is 16.” I walk over to my window and pull back the curtain. Outside is daytime but quickly turns to a bright nighttime, meaning the sky was dark but everything was very well lit up.

I look up at the sky and notice the milky way galaxy is very clearly visible across the sky. I’m thinking in my head “woah.” There are 100s of stars brightly lit in the sky. In between the stars I can see labels like “AGC” and “CAC” which to me seemed like undiscovered planets and galaxies that have purpose and importance to us. Then, I noticed the map of the US pasted behind the milky way galaxy. I turned around and started to walk to my door when I fell. The dream collapsed.

Getting the dream back and running, I was now on a street in a city I thought was Richmond. There were two story buildings made of brick to the left and right of me. I’m on the right side of the street on the sidewalk. I start to walk down the street and see signs hanging above the street coming off of the buildings. Most of them were in another language like Chinese or Japanese. I still thought I was in Richmond, so I decided I wanted to go find Hibachi box which I thought was on the other side of the street and down a bit. Before that I was rubbing my hands together and doing math again. Running to a building with a sign above, I see a small ramp that leads up to a slightly open garage door and a lit room inside the building, lit blue. Looking up, I see the sign is now “GEICO” in red letters. After that, I walk down the street a little bit more and to the left is this building that was a shower and bathroom system.

Now, I think I’m in China. Someone behind me asks to me “ni hao ma?” which means how are you and I turn around and say the same thing back to them smiling. In the shower system was a room of people who were naked or had towels around them waiting in line to shower. Further down was a room with people waiting to use the bathroom, male and female.

A dream character knocks into me and the dream collapses. I get the dream back and now I’m walking past the shower and bathroom system again. My vision sees inside the shower room and there are people who are naked. My mood starts to get very turned on and I now want to go talk to a girl. Walking down the street, to the left of me is a long line filled with people my age. At the end I see a group of three girls talking to each other. I hesitate but then go up to the girl facing away from me. She was wearing short blue jeans and a floral pattern shirt that was black and a reddish/orange. She had dirty blonde hair that was wavy and blue/green eyes. She looks back at me and smiles. We start dancing together. A few seconds in I realize my generation’s way of dancing is stupid and I lose interest. I walk down the street further and see a bunch of people waiting to cross the street. Looking both ways, I can see massive buses and cars flying by very quickly. All of the looking around caused the dream to spiral and collapse.

Again, I got the dream back up and now I’m on the other side of the street. I’m now walking on a beach with a ocean to the left of me and big white hotels with balconies and pools to the right. I’m looking at the ocean and the waves are very big and crashing. Up above me I can hear music playing and I conclude I’m playing a playlist from my spotify from my phone. I take out my phone and hit the next button and hear different songs. One of the songs is not a real song that I recognize but it was some sort of guitar or strings going up in notes.

I look to the left of me and there’s a tall lifeguard stand with a buoy on the side. My friends mamba and dave are there sitting in the sand in front of the stand. I look at dave and calmly with a smile say “this is a dream.” She smiles back and nods “yeah” kinda of like “…duh.” I look back at the ocean as a country song comes on the speaker. I try to skip it but it won’t. I get frustrated but it’s not working. Turning around, I look up at the balconies on the hotels. An MGMT song comes on that’s dark and sad. The sky turns dark sort of like a storm. A massive guy in a tiki mask grabs me by the leg. He uses a cleaver and makes a small cut in my left leg and it felt like my leg was going asleep.

I ended up getting back to that dream but it wasn’t lucid anymore, the guy eventually cut my entire left leg off.

The dream scene was at the beach. There were houses on the shoreline that were gated off and had nice green lawns. There were pools on the other sides of the gates. I was riding along a boardwalk path thing on this unicycle that was 15-20 feet up in the air. There were groups of people on the beach in bathing suits and every time I passed a group they were looking up at me smiling. At some point I went over the gate and into a pool that was filled with some sort of plastic balls but they were really small. The guy who owned the house came out and started yelling at me but ended up saying "thanks for getting sugar in the pool."

Another dream I was in this cabin far out in the woods. It was my birthday and there were friends from home and my accounting program that were celebrating with me. It was like a party but it was also a sleep over. I was keeping tabs on people hoping they were having fun. There was a pool outside. The inside was really open and clean. Near the end of the dream this guy with a pony tail was gathering everyone around. It was time to go so he was giving a speech for my birthday. He sat me down at the door and everyone was gathered around as he was talking. I remember he was sitting down in front of me and I was looking into his eyes which were wide and a faint green. I think he was also a girl at some point in the dream too.

The dream opened up and people were leaving in cars, I think I went into the garage and went home. I went home and walked up to my neighbor's house where I saw my neighbor walking down the drive way. I said "hey Ms. Laurie" and we started talking about something that I can't quite remember, but it was controversial. I got behind their house and was scaling up the left side. It seemed like there was someone coming to kill people at the house.

Summer camp like rockbridge that started near the JMU quad. I was walking with a group of people from the left, Jake B and Kolby were there. We walked by to see the quad had a giant arena or dip in the land in the middle. There's also a crowd surrounding this oval shaped thing. We walk up to the bottom right corner and I see Woody b wearing Pike letters in a sweat shirt. He was looking at me but it was a little awkward. We walked to the right of him and saw Johnny w. and his father. His mom was also there. I was talking to his father about something but we eventually left and went right down the street. On the left side of the street was the place we were living at, it was like our younglife cabin. I had a memory where I was wasting all my time alone at camp in the hottub.

The dream went to another place. Sam came up to me and was showing me a voicemail he left me which gave me this vision of a beach with a couple of palm trees in the water. It didn't look like any humans had been in this place or altered it in any way. I couldn't even see his family or himself at this place. There were giant mountains in the ocean in the background. It looked like Thailand a little bit.

I came back from the vision and was asking him if he was excited to go, but realized that while I was at camp he was at the beach and the trip was over. The vision came back to me a few times, this time with his family jumping between the very small islands in the water next to the beach.

At some point we ended up at another beach. I was swimming behind him and the beach was to the right of us. It looked like there was a small dock up ahead. There were also these tiny buoys that were absolutely covered in bees. The object was to get to the dock without getting stung by these bees. When we got close to each one the bees would leave and come towards us. We got to the first one and ducked underwater as the bees followed us and drowned. Next buoy we did the same thing except not all the bees had come so we had to go underwater several times. We eventually get to the dock but enough bees had stung us that a massive insect was summoned. I turn to Sam I don't want to play this game anymore.

I'm not sure if this was part of the same dream but right as I was exiting the very last dream, someone had told me something like "it's time to wake up" or "there's you alarm" and as they said that I woke up to my alarm. It was really weird like my dream was telling me it was time to wake up as my alarm started to go off.

Myself and a party of people descended some stairs onto a beach. The beach was littered by rolled-up bags. The size of trash bags, but made from a material more like jute than plastic. We started grabbing them, and dragging them off to the side because they were littering the beach. That's when I noticed there was something inside the bags. On one end, the bag was 'swollen', and I could see whatever was inside was slimy, organic and warm. I felt very uncomfortable all of a sudden. I realized these bags could be like eggs, hatching some kind of bizarre creature inside. The others didn't care and continued, but I went back up the stairs, which I now saw was a heap of these jute sacks stacked like stairs. I moved to the top, and started throwing off bags to destroy the stairs and to ensure nothing could follow me if they started hatching.

Morning of February 10, 2018. Saturday.



These segments come from the last two hours or so of sleep, of which there are usually a dozen or more segments, not counting the circadian rhythms autosymbolism of which I rarely document anymore, as it is usually of the same imagery or implication (other than at 07 here).

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04. Zsuzsanna is in our bed, apparently sleeping, though it is on a beach. Ocean waves are rolling in, but not as a threat, more like associations with the healing nature of sleep (as water is autosymbolism for the dream state itself).

05. Three unknown girls are together, seemingly sharing one drink (in one glass) but they eventually start shifting identities and appearance too fast to really acknowledge with stable dream self focus, about one per second, which is usually an apex lucidity trigger. In this case, I feel that one may be meant to represent Zsuzsanna. However, upon approach, they are all mannequins, which is RAS autosymbolism from the dream self not having a real physical body, the same as with dolls and robots when rendered as such.

06. I am watching a gondola, trying to decide if I want to be in it, vaguely remembering the autosymbolism for going to another level of unconsciousness (and water reinduction).

07. I am standing at a window (perceived as our bedroom window), undressed, in semidarkness, looking through rattan blinds. I vaguely consider, in only partial lucidity, that this is “wrong”, without fully realizing that our bed’s head is adjacent to the window in reality (thus no place for me to stand), and that we no longer have the blinds after they were destroyed in the November storm that had torn the roof from our house. I have long believed that, other than prescient threads, dreams typically render everything wrongly so as the perceptions do not become a part of viable unconscious memory as in contrast to faux RAS-based memory, which is specifically used in RAS mediation (neural gating) for sleep-wake transitions. This is in contrast to all the people who write about the “subconscious”, of which nearly all that is written is based on incorrect beliefs or popular superstition.

11. I am somehow able to see my feet and legs through my bed sheet, which is transparent. Oddly, even though I had been lucid moments before, I am trying to assign this to a real-life featue. Meanwhile, I “remember” that Zsuzsanna is sitting on a beach, waiting for a healing ritual in sleep paralysis. (A beach is a liminal space transition between different levels of unconsciousness and is used as such in mastership meditation.)

12. I seem to be in Cubitis, and if so, it is likely implied to be a backroad between my old rural home and where I went to school in town. I watch a tortoise as it crosses the road, from my side to the opposite side (west to east). Eventually, four small flames emerge from the tortoise’s shell, one from where each leg had retracted. Apparently, it becomes a miniature version of Gamera (the otherwise giant flying turtle-like monster or kaiju from a series of Japanese films). (This is apparently a carryover from a dream of February 3, where a flame comes from each bottom corner of each boxcar that flies in the air. The association seems to be that, as turtles can symbolize the dream self as being asleep in reality, a boxcar is also a setting where people sleep, such as homeless people in transition. I had not made that obvious connection on February 3.) I look back to see tidal pools and recognize this as water lowering waking symbolism in addition to the return flight waking symbolism (most common form due to ambiguous vestibular system dynamics naturally triggered by being unconscious in REM.)

13. In my most vivid waking transition, I am in the backyard at Stadcor Street in Brisbane (Wavell Heights), where we have not lived in years. The backyard is bigger and the house is implied to be more north of a much wider side yard area at the south. There are also several trees throughout the backyard, of which were never there in reality. It seems to be early morning and is still somewhat dark out but clear enough to see most detail. I sense the waking alert factor (WAF) of RAS mediation (though in false lucidity, not active), but I wish to explore more. However, RAS will have none of that. A large cane toad is present as RAS. It becomes a pest. Vestibular system ambiguity becomes more dominant and the toad swells up like a puffer fish and moves through the air as if manipulated by a varying wind (but not very realistic, as it moves through the air too slowly to be a factor of wind). At one point, as it slowly randomly blows about in the air, yet I just happen to be in its path, the cane toad’s mouth makes contact with my hand. I continuously remain wary of it, and maintain focus on its parotoid glands, though I notice there is minimal bufotoxin already on its body. It is quite silly really; a puffed-up cane toad being carried about by a nearly non-existent wind and tapping against my arms or hands at times as if it was based on magnetism or as a metaphor of slowed film footage. (I guess it is better than being “surprised” by the core WAF as a vivid rendering of a snake, of which apes and even lemurs probably dream about a lot as well.) I eventually wake.

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Note to self: write down dreams when you wake up so you don't forget them like an idiot throughout the day.

One dream I was in my middle school, I think Kolby was there.

Another dream I was at KC lakeview pool, there were a lot of people there working. I believe I was working too. It seemed to be early in the morning and the day progressed very quickly.

Another dream I was trying to go to the beach with Moo and Owen but I was currently at home. I was debating whether or not I wanted to get back there. I think this might've been linked to the middle school dream in some way. We might've been drinking in the middle school, then came out onto the pool deck, and then I was at home with my Mom trying to go back to the middle school/beach/pool.

I was at an amusement park called "Kings Dominion" with my mom dad sisters friends and a girl from my uni named Judy. I believe it may have been my birthday because they kept asking me what I wanted to do. At some point we all get separated and I'm back at the front of the park with my friend Moo. He tells me where each person is at and doing. My vision changes from location to location seeing my friends and family on these rides. I see my friends Grayson and Sam on this bouncy house thing that has water and a lot of dirt/straw. I walk around the park in the dream. I remember waiting in line for this really huge roller coaster.

I'm at some pizza place with my family and friends on a vacation. Everyone has decided what they want but I can't make up my mind. I've already ordered a pepperoni slice with no sauce on it. My mom asks me if that's really what I want. My aunt Ameigh is raving on about some combo deal of chicken alfredo pizza. I ask the person waiting on us how much the chicken alfredo is and she says that it'll be $10,000 for a big pizza and $10.99 for a medium slice. I tell her to show me the back so we can negotiate a pizza deal. I jump behind the bar and follow her back to this massive warehouse full of uncooked pizzas with a bunch of people there. I'm looking around and I'm seeing people licking and touching on all of the pizzas which was disgusting. She walks me back towards the bar where I see an chicken alfredo pizza on the ground which she says is mine. I look at it and it has some sort of sex toy and other liquids on the pizza which makes me decide I won't accept the pizza. It was so bizarre and surprising.

From the pizza place we travel very close to a beach. My aunt Heather is there with her family and there's a bunch of random strangers I don't recognize. There's particularly a bunch of kids around the age of 10-15 with us on this vacation. We're playing in the ocean, jumping through waves. I keep trying to tell my friend Moo the story about the pizza place but he kept interrupting me. At some point fireworks are shooting off in the distance and everyone's focusing on that. Out in the distance of the ocean is a boat that's playing James Taylor. Everyone was sitting down watching fireworks but once they heard the music they get up and start to dance. I remember thinking it was crazy how these kids are getting up and dancing to someone as old as James Taylor but it was nice, I was dancing too.

Morning of October 31, 2017. Tuesday.



The dream state induction symbolism here is water flowing in (most common). The waking transition symbolism here is water lowering over time and “return flight” waking symbolism (most common; over twenty percent of regular dreams and about ninety percent of all dreams). Dream state induction symbolism and waking transition symbolism are inherent to the dream state itself based on the real-time dynamics of going to sleep, being unconscious, and waking, and is unrelated to real life or the inventive untruthfulness of “interpretation”. These forms of induction and waking transition factors have occurred at least once per day for over fifty years. The water induction and reduction is biologically based on the glymphatic system and the flight-related symbolism is based on the reticular activating system (RAS) and inner ear dynamics during sleep (especially as a factor relating to the fictitious dream body as being upright while the real physical body is lying down, which is what causes most falling dreams and is unrelated to the deception of “interpretation” or cruelly fabricated “meaning” to negate someone’s livelihood under the oppression of disinformation - in fact, if you watch a baby sleeping and a noise occurs in some cases when they are in the dream state or when air blows on them, especially their face, they will throw up their arms and automatically briefly maintain a falling position - not to mention the common term “falling asleep” - how could people miss this?).

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Stepping into a beach scene in late afternoon (a very common lucid entry simply because I like the beauty of the ocean and the liminal space of the beach, which symbolizes the state between dreaming and waking), a young version of Zsuzsanna in black lingerie approaches on a black horse. The essence of beauty increases and is appreciated. Zsuzsanna is with me in an extended love-making scene. My lucidity decreases to semi-lucidity though my conscious self identity remains intact. Sexuality symbolizes…wait for it…sexuality (oh snap), at least in lucid and semi-lucid dreams, because, well, that is what I unconsciously will via conscious self identity (it is not rocket science).

Over time, after indulging in sensuality for seemingly a long time, the usual water lowering event as a waking precursor “timer” (common since around age four) commences. (Among other analogies, this directly represents the tidal analogy of the glymphatic system.)

We have somehow teleported, while on our sides, to a field of knee-high grass adjacent to the beach we had just been on. In the distance, I see a red combine harvester approaching, but not that close to our location. “Oh-oh,” I say, but with somewhat of a comedic mocking of the semi-lucid dream content.

A change occurs where some of the ocean water nearest the beach is topped with ice. I see what I think is a helicopter and I assume it is the flight symbolism (end marker) out of my dream. Instead, my dream does not decay but transitions to being slightly more vivid again. “It’s a snowmocopter,” I say, noticing that it is actually a snowmobile (though was a helicopter that changed into the snowmobile).

I sit down on the snowmobile and do some sort of kick start maneuver with my left foot as if I was on a motorcycle. As I am doing this, the preconscious (as an unfamiliar young male) sneaks up from behind me. Some sort of strange teleportation occurs again, and I am standing and watching the preconscious on the snowmobile (as I am standing on the left of the snowmobile), and he is now trying to start it. “Well, that thing ain’t gonna fly,” I say, as he looks amused, as I laugh myself awake.

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Date of Dream: SAT 21 OCT - 2017



Dream No. 216 - Separated Sections

Dream 216 A - No Lunch For The Wicked
I can't remember the entirety of this dream. From where I can remember, I was back in year 12 2016. I was somewhere on a camp with the year level group, although it looked like no ideal school camp destination. I was off somewhere doing something and when I came back, I found out that lunch was finished being served. There was one plate still on the serving bench and as I was about to take it, three girls claimed it as their own. Apparently it was a second serving for ES, DK and CV. I claimed that I didn't have any lunch but the guy denies and says this food is for the girls. I go off in disappointment to an undercover parking lot. I can't remember the rest of the dream.

Dream 216 B - The Burning House
Throughout the entirety of the dream, it was night time. First, I was on a flat rooftop of some house when I felt this strange energy about. Believe it or not... God was speaking to me. The youthful sounding voice is telling me that he is putting the world to end soon. He told me how he was going to do it. First of all, he would give me three red beacons. Then I see a holographic hand come out from the wall of the night sky and indeed it gives me three red brooch-like beacons. He then told me to pin them up on the giant cloth which was hanging on the washing line.

Once I pinned the beacons, he then told me that he would set all the buildings in the area on fire. He then said that the third stage would be where all these white lights appear and then his work would be done. Then he goes to me, “and by the way... What happened in 2012? How did all the people think the world was ending then?”. I told him all the scientists thought that the planets were going to collide into each other.

There was now no presence anymore and so I got off the rooftop and onto the ground. I look up at the roof and there are two chimneys that have appeared and they start spitting massive flames out of them. In a crystal clear voice, I shout, “Dreamy WB help!” and then after a slight pause, “Stop the house from burning down, quickly!”. She came immediately. I saw her, approaching the left chimney and when she touched it, the flames stopped shooting. She then walked over to the second chimney and did the same thing.

She then hopped off the roof and joined me on the ground with now nothing but the crickets going off in the background. I examined her and I was shocked to see her with white skin, having a Caucasian resemblance. I thought there was nothing else to do but then she told me to follow her inside the house.

When we got in the house, her skin was a tad less white. We were now standing around the kitchen with other members of my family as well. As everyone was getting ready for bed, I look at my watch and I say to Dreamy WB, “It's 11:30, I bought cheesecake for our breakfast”. Everyone elses' body-clock was set to 11:30 PM but ours were at 11:30 AM. I quickly examined Dreamy WB and her skin became a tone darker again. She then said something to me but I forgot what it was.

I realised our body-clocks were wrong and I told her. I said I was going to adjust them but she said that we could stay awake while everyone else went to sleep. Still, I insisted on fixing our body-clocks and I made it clear to her. I turned around to look towards the kitchen bench and closed my eyes. I spread my arms out and tried to “feel” for an 11:30 position. Then I started swinging my arms backward like a clock until I felt it hit 11:30 again. I realised I only fixed my body-clock and so now it was time to go back and do Dreamy WB's. In exactly the same way, I felt for the 11:30 position and wound back 12 hours.

I had opened my eyes and now Dreamy WB looked tired. Her skin was also now fully brown and so was back to her full African identity. She came up to me and started stroking me while also keeping me locked in a hug. She said she and I would go to sleep soon. The dream then ended.

Dream 216 C - Beach Terror
I don't remember all of this dream. I was going with my mum and brother to Geelong for something and we decided to stop at this inner beach area. When we got there, the style of the dream had changed quite a bit. It was now like this animated map on an RTS game and it had shown animations of Mario characters on it. I don't know what they were doing but the Mario characters were becoming very violent. I do clearly remember Luigi and Wario facing off against each other.

For the next part of the dream, I was at this unknown place. I wanted to see what my brother and his friend RK were doing but NB had told me to get out of the place. I looked from a distance and noticed that they were doing something with balloons, silly string, foil and other party supplies. Apparently all the equipment had harmful chemicals in it. That's all I can remember for this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Date of Dream: FRI 20 OCT - 2017



Dream No. 215 - Separated Sections

Dream 215 A - Which Way To The Vet
I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, my mum and my brother were planning to take the cat to the vet. Originally, they were going to go on their own but then I insisted coming with them. They complained at the start but after a while, they eventually accepted my presence. In the dream, we were all walking to the vet, with my brother carrying the cat in her cage. We were on the main road but then for some reason, we decided to take a detour and ended up on this random empty beach which looked grey and cold weatherwise.

I realised that we were now all lost. I told mum and NB to stay on the sand while I took a step closer to the calm water. Even though my mum was standing right behind me, I loudly called for Dreamy WB. I quickly looked back at my mum and I'm surprised she didn't give an extremely negative reaction... It was just a look of slight shock, like “what are you doing?”. As usual, there wasn't any response the first time around. Now I'm looking out to the far horizon while really declaring that call for Dreamy WB.

I end up sitting down, putting my feet to the waves and whispering, “please let me know you're here... Come and give me a sign”. Just then, this massive wave comes for me and washes over me, crashing into me and knocking me down onto the sand. When I sit back up, I all of a sudden finally know where the vet is and I tell mum and NB to follow me. I don't remember what happened after we left the beach.

Dream 215 B - Grumpy Verandah Man
I can only remember some fragments of this dream. What I do know is that the entire dream took place at my old house. My brother had some electronic product with him, something related to a mobile phone, that he wanted my dad to look at. My dad wasn't in the house and so my brother went to look for him... He ended up being on the back verandah. My dad wasn't the least bit interested when my brother showed him. Rather, my dad fobbed him off straight away and was just automatically giving NB criticisms about his product.

It wasn't long before my brother went back inside and told me and mum what happened... Mum said she would go out and talk to dad. As she was doing that, I went to my bedroom, which connected to the verandah, so I could hear what was going on. My mum really raised her voice at my dad, scalding him for being “rude” to my brother. Something told me that my dad was in such a bad mood that he could eventually come for me, so I decided to prepare early for my defences. I said to myself, “I have to find Dreamy WB before my dad can attack me”.

I was rummaging through and on top of my bed when I eventually found my phone. I would open my phone when I wanted to activate her but since no one was hurting me, I kept the phone closed for the time being. I can't remember what happened next in the dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None