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    1. Ralph Waite Leaves on a Giant Sparrow

      by , 11-07-2018 at 12:08 PM
      Afternoon of November 7, 2018. Wednesday.

      Dream #: 18,951-07. Reading time: 40 sec. Readability score: 60.



      Ralph Waite as on the 1980s television series “The Mississippi” is the main speaker at a meeting in a business-like environment in a large office, though he sits at a desk while speaking. He is wearing a dark suit.

      I am semi-lucid, and in the back of my mind, I had been contemplating more precise terms for common induction, dreaming, and waking processes for statistical reasons. One of these was considering the statistical variation between male and female vestibular system simulacrums to see if there was a significant difference when part of the flight symbol subset.

      Ralph’s talk seems to be about the nature of dreams and laws regarding them, but I do not discern the content of what he is telling the other males. He has a hardcover book open and refers to it now and then.

      There is a slight change of mood, and Ralph sits atop a giant sparrow (suddenly outside the building) and flies off on it.



      male vestibular system simulacrum (in flight), (Ralph Waite)

      literal dream space thread


      Categories
      lucid
    2. The Dragonfly and the Robin

      by , 10-03-2018 at 06:51 AM
      Morning of October 3, 2018. Wednesday.

      Dream #: 18,916-01. Reading time (optimized): 2 min. Readability score: 71.



      My dream self is non-lucidly in my den in the Stadcor Street house in Brisbane, where we have not lived for years (since our two oldest were young children). There is clutter of which I am sorting. I pick up several winter sweaters from atop other items on the floor and hang them on a hook on the door. A few are like ones I have had in real life, including a gray one. I also pick up pieces of technology, such as a sound card.

      The west wall has a narrow gap under it. I notice that a big dragonfly is headfirst about halfway under it. It seems to be dead. I decide to show it to my youngest son. (My dream self has no recall that he never lived at this address.) When I turn around, the bedroom where Zsuzsanna and our youngest son is is the same room I had just been in, though my dream self does not notice this error. The head of the bed is against the west wall. Zsuzsanna is sitting up in bed. Our youngest son is standing on the opposite side of the room.

      I feel intense vibrations in my fingers as the dragonfly is alive and moving its wings. I go to the back door, incorrectly rendered as facing east into the yard rather than south onto the porch, and let it go. It still has trouble flying, so stays near the door.

      Looking out the window of the back door after closing the door, I see an American robin (juvenile based on its coloring) hopping out to the center of the backyard. It seems that the bird probably ate the dragonfly, though I did not see this occur. I awake around this time.



      Use of a door or doorway serves as one of two potentials, either triggering the waking process (as here) or triggering lucidity and vivification. A door is a transition from one mode of consciousness to another, in real time.

      Birds have been a common point of focus in the last moments of my dreams since early childhood. It is an emerging consciousness factor as an association with the dream self’s fictitious body (not viably understanding where one’s real physical body is, associating the essence of sleeping and dreaming with flight). The dragonfly was a potential for lucidity but did not serve as such. This type of focus, which has occurred in many dreams, is from subliminal awareness of my hands when my dream self’s attention focuses on picking up or moving something.

      No preconscious avatar is present. That is most often because of the presence of a dream state indicator, in this case, the bedroom and bed, a feature of at least one dream per sleep cycle since earliest memory and which serves as a precursory liminal awareness of being asleep, thus the preconscious is often not needed in RAS mediation of this type. (That depends on my dream self’s mode and progress of transition from the dream state.)


    3. Activating a Funny Toy (with study guide)

      by , 07-15-2018 at 02:26 PM
      Morning of July 15, 2018. Sunday.



      My dream’s setting is a fusion of the L-shaped room of the King Street mansion and the lounge room of our present home. I am sitting on my bed as it was on King Street and facing north towards the window. My youngest daughter is sitting on the floor.

      I have one of her plastic toys; Peppa Pig’s yellow spaceship. It is part of a big computerized game, though is only a trial model that requires an activation code before it can function. A bag on my right contains many similar toys.

      I think of activating all her toys so that they become the full versions by obtaining the codes from inside them without contacting the company.

      Looking through the window of Peppa Pig’s yellow spaceship, I see several lines of computer code printed on a paper strip that seems to be part of a scrolling mechanism that is at the back. There are lines printed on each side of the paper strip, but I am unable to see the print on its opposite side.

      One line ends with the value 9876543210. I doubt that this is the correct code, but I still attempt it. It does not work. There is another number with a random sequence of digits, but that one does not work either.

      The third code is hexadecimal, with “EE” in it, the rest being numbers. I try that one, and something happens. An oversized toy bird beak emerges from the window of the toy rocket, generating an odd chirping. As the codes are so easy to find and use, I consider activating all the other toys.



      Study guide:

      1) What are the two main autosymbolic factors of this dream?

      2) This dream has secondary autosymbolism based on ultradian rhythm. Identify it.

      3) What does yellow represent here?

      4) What is a factor that reveals the subliminal awareness of being in the dream state?

      5) Is there a possible interconsciousness factor here? If so, what?



      Study guide answers:

      1) Vestibular system correlation as flight-related autosymbolism (in two simultaneous forms, bird and rocket) and precursory thinking skills correlation as the need to read numbers and enter a code.

      2) The cuckoo clock association.

      3) Emergent consciousness factor, which is a result of increased awareness of the light spectrum.

      4) I am sitting on my bed.

      5) Transpersonal communication with our youngest daughter while in the dream state. Remember that dreams are in real time, not a result of memory processing as disinformation agents propagate.



      Readability score: 71. Correctness of writing: 100. Intellectual value: 76.


    4. Budgerigar on Zsuzsanna’s Left Shoulder

      by , 07-12-2018 at 01:44 PM
      Morning of July 12, 2018. Thursday.



      My dream is set in our present home, though it is rendered as somewhat larger. I am in the lounge room.

      A beautiful little parakeet, mainly an atypical mix of green, yellow, white, and blue, is hopping around from one of my hands to another, also up and down my arm.

      Zsuzsanna comes into our lounge room. The bird flies up and onto Zsuzsanna’s left shoulder.

      I have a vague expectation that the bird might fly off, but it continues to sit on her shoulder, watching me. I experience a sense of peace and joy. On one level, I realize that I am controlling the bird’s actions and behavior, though this is in the back of my mind. (This is similar to how, in apex lucidity, I manipulate vestibular system correlation autosymbolism when rendered as birds in flight so that they freeze in midair and become suspended silhouettes, though I am not lucid here.)

      This dream is NOT based on memory or memory processing as many so-called researchers or “experts” claim.



      This dream is NOT a result of events of the previous day as many people claim.

      The only traceable thread relevant to waking life is based on how our oldest daughter carries mice around, as they run up and down her arms, and I sometimes ask her if they might jump from her, but that has not happened.

      This dream is NOT symbolic in waking life context, which is typically not possible when not conscious and not lucid, despite the misguided claims of both “professionals” and random people in society.

      This dream is autosymbolic (simultaneously symbolic of sleeping, dreaming, transpersonal, biological, and waking processes) of transpersonal communication between Zsuzsanna and I (which occurs in waking life as a flash of “blue fire” in my left field of vision). Additionally; it partly stems from vestibular system correlation and the absence of the viable discernment of physicality when in REM sleep, which I have experienced in various forms in every sleep cycle since earliest memory. What, do people think the physical body flawlessly goes into the dream state and then back out when they wake? What do you think causes flying and falling dreams? In waking life, you have a real physical body. In dreams, you do not, as it is only a model; an ephemeral illusion. This is all moot, as my dream self’s focus is on exploring the nature of the dream state and waking process and its transition in anticipatory liminal focus, not waking life as a rule (other than when literalism and prescience are factors).



      #stop_dream_disinfo_now


      Updated 07-12-2018 at 01:46 PM by 1390

      Categories
      non-lucid
    5. Superstition is for the Birds

      by , 12-07-2017 at 02:17 PM
      Morning December 7, 2017. Thursday.



      With water induction, I find myself walking over a walkway made up of boards of various lengths. It is also implied to be a road (or low-set bridge) for cars (though only one passes from the opposite direction at times to where I move out of the way a short distance), over water (either the ocean or a large lake), though I remain unsure of the location. Walking with me to my immediate left is an unknown male in his late twenties. He reminds me of an otherwise younger John Leguizamo (though I seem to be much younger as well).

      “Be careful, it’s a pigeon,” he tells me. A mostly black pigeon walks across the walkway, perpendicular to us, and from my left to my right. John’s spoken statement causes me to become a bit more aware, but I do not understand the relevance.

      Looking at him, his face seems to remain frozen, with an annoying grin. “Is it now?” I say, but he does not respond.

      I am trying to grasp the situation when I realize that it has something to do with “not letting a pigeon cross your path”, though this is otherwise distorted from the nonsensical “black cat” superstition.

      Looking at him again, his face is in a different annoying expression, also somewhat like a grin.

      I decide to “not let the pigeon cross my path” by turning right and following the pigeon, as it had apparently stopped and is walking slowly. Still, this will lead me off the side of the walkway if I continue. Instead, I find myself walking on my bed. There is a strange falling sensation as if my body was not fully perceived. I am concerned that I fell atop Zsuzsanna, but this is only a false awakening.



      Decoding template follows:

      • Dream type and explanation: This dream uses “return flight waking symbolism”, which is created when the physicality of the conscious self identity is ambiguously perceived prior to the RAS (reticular activating system) neural gating that regulates the sleep-wake transition. Consequently, the dream self identity subliminally anticipates falling, rising, sustained flight, or other illusory movement based on the misperception of the vestibular system’s equilibrium dynamics.
      • Dream state induction type: Water (most common, at least once per sleeping period).
      • Dream state indicators: The bed (in the false awakening).
      • Liminal space symbol: The walkway over the water and the false awakening setting.
      • Preconscious factor: John Leguizamo.
      • Liminal space cessation trigger: Contemplating illusory nonsense while in the dream state itself (yet not realizing it).
      • Flight symbol to dream exit point (symbolic waking transition): The pigeon as “returning” me to my bed, symbolized in my dream by the false awakening. (Typically, the preconscious points out this dream feature as such, which here, I become annoyed at, probably out of liminal dream state awareness in not wanting to wake yet.)
      • Liminal dream control seems to be a partial element, evidenced by my “freezing” (and sustaining) of the preconscious and implementing my own focus of choice, even though it otherwise manifests my false awakening into the offset dream.
      • “And they try to pigeon hole in you in hollywouldnt but dont u let them!” - John Leguizamo.


      Updated 05-05-2018 at 10:48 AM by 1390

      Categories
      non-lucid
    6. Five shorter dreams, including a snake in a cake

      by , 09-08-2017 at 09:46 AM
      Morning of September 8, 2017. Friday.



      Instead of making a separate entry for each of these five dreams of today, I will, at least for now, include only their summaries in one entry. (These are not all of today’s dreams as I sometimes remember fifteen or more, rarely ever less than five or six, not including the hundreds of short hypnagogic sequences, though those are usually of apex lucidity and too personal to post.) There were other dreams both before and after this sequence of five.

      Dream one: “Sighting a Red-winged Blackbird Near a Bus Stop”. I am in an unknown area in an unknown city, though I do not consider it as unfamiliar or how I got here. A kindergarten teacher is trying to get all of her students to gather together in one area, possibly near the bus stop. (She reminds me a little of my own kindergarten teacher from my childhood.) They may have been on a field trip. The streets have mostly commercial buildings. There is an open area which is mostly like a park on the opposite side of the street from where I am. I see one bird walking about on the short grass. It is a red-winged blackbird. As it slowly moves away from my view, sometimes hopping or flying a very short distance, I notice that the spot on its wing seems different at times, either more red or more yellow, but I consider that this relates to how its wing is positioned. It faces to the right at times. I point at it and cheerfully say that it is a red-winged blackbird. The teacher acknowledges me briefly but seems more interested in gathering her students together. (This is a typical combination of return flight waking symbolism mixed in with coalescence waking symbolism, with the bus stop analogy of returning to wakeful consciousness. The preconscious - the teacher - is passive here as it is not my last dream of the sleeping period.)

      Dream two: “Shaving with a Guinea Pig’s Shaving Cream”. I am with an unknown male in an unfamiliar bathroom, though I seem to be him at times. The other male is in the bathroom to shave, but he uses shaving cream which belongs to the guinea pig. The “guinea pig”, who actually seems mainly like an ordinary male human, stands off to my left and warns about a human being using it as it may be toxic to them or unsuitable at best. I shave slowly and carefully while looking in the mirror as I am seemingly now the other male. The detail is very clear and vivid. After this, with mostly smooth skin, guinea pig hair seems to grow out smoothly and cleanly from where my shaving occurred, mostly around my chin. I am not that concerned as this is apparently happening to the other male and not me even though I presently seem to be him. (This is partly related to removing most of my facial hair recently. Our guinea pigs are sometimes presently kept in the bathroom because of the cold weather, though in a fully-enclosed cage with a solid bottom.)

      Dream three: “Stolen Dimensional Gateway Emerald”. I am with a few unknown males. We enter a large room that has an unusual glass structure in the center which is higher than our height but only about two-thirds the height of the room. It would be cross-shaped if viewed from above. There is a glass room in the center, with four smaller rooms of slightly lesser height coming out from each direction. Each room’s walls are transparent. Here and there are multicolored rocks of the type found near some railroad tracks. I am aware that the emerald used to control the dimensional gateway is missing. In fact, I consider that I may have taken it. There is a vague sense of amusement as another male is annoyed that he cannot use the gateway. I look over a few of the interesting railroad track rocks and mention how the gateway emerald could be replaced, not to actually be usable, but so that other people do not know the real one was taken. “They don’t have anything like that at Walmart,” says the other male angrily. (This is some sort of distorted and failed reinduction - that is, dream reinitiation attempt, my dream self coalesced with the preconscious and my subliminal will projected as from another character.)

      Dream four: “Snake in a Cake”. There is some sort of party (possibly a birthday party) in a mostly featureless room that mostly only has a very large three-tiered pink cake that is about a foot higher than me. I get the impression that it may be taking place in the house on St. Cloud Street (where my older brother Earl lived for a time years ago). A lot of people are present, most unfamiliar, some relatives. After a time, a very large snake crawls across the floor. I relay what I see to the crowd, some people trying to leave, but there are too many people pushing about. I watch the snake smoothly crawl into the base of the cake and disappear. The imagery is mostly in pinks, oranges, and yellows. I relay how the snake has gone into the cake. Someone, an unknown male, says that he is not eating any of the cake. Later, the cake starts turning like a merry-go-round, which is caused by the snake’s actions. The cake eventually falls apart but there is seemingly not that much of a threat from the snake. (This probably relates to becoming dizzy in the past presumably from too much sugar, but I have not had problems with that lately, and I no longer drink cola at all. The snake was not rendered very realistically - more of the “War of the Serpents” mood and style from my childhood, so not serving as a vivid and more dominant waking prompt in itself as in other cases. Pink of a specific hue is often related to mild indigestion in sleep, based directly on taking Pepto-Bismol a number of times when I was young.)

      Dream five: “Earl’s Puppies”. This is fairly vivid. I walk into a room that is mostly featureless. Earl (older half-brother on my mother’s side who died in November of 2007) is standing in the room. There is not much light. He seems healthy and appears mostly as he was in the 1980s. I am aware that he has at least three puppies (perhaps four) inside his abdomen. I hear them whimper a few times and there is movement on his skin’s surface. (His shirt is up.) I am not sure if he had (either deliberately or accidentally) swallowed them whole or is willingly to be some sort of surrogate mother. I ask him if he is concerned about being bitten internally or if it might hurt. He seems cheerful and resolute. (This is likely a result of mild indigestion mixed with hearing the dog next door whining in real life through the veil of sleep.)

      There were a number of other dreams, a couple of which I may post separately at a later time or date. These dreams in order of vividness and clarity were five, two, one, three, four.


      Categories
      non-lucid
    7. Peru people and bird

      by
      gab
      , 06-09-2017 at 03:41 AM (Turquoise Dreams)
      Last night


      1.

      Interesting dream, again with Peru. Not sure what I have with this country, but I already had a few, mostly about artifacts, some village and some others.

      So I'm walking with a female. She is showing me around. Some building with some modern, all glass additions, with a plaza between them.

      Then I'm walking in some corridors. Looks like an indoor marketplace, but there are no stalls, no merchandise that I can see. Only a huge amount of people all walking somewhere. Local kids are trying to sell us things, but we shoo them away. Feeling that we are undercover or something secret is going on. Somebody comes at me with a stick, i take it from him and defend myself. I get a distinct feeling that I'm in Peru.

      Now I'm on a cement tile walkway that's outdoors. A beautiful bird flies by at height of my face. I know he is rare or extinct and he has some special meaning. I'm still in Peru.

      I grab a camera and start taking pictures of him, hoping I get some nice ones. As if the bird knew this, he is posing. His face is just inches from mine. Size and look of a road runner, but he has beautiful colors of deep greens, blues, reds. He is looking into my eyes, cocking his head from side to side. He has about a 3 feet long tail consisting with only one - two long feathers, but on the end of them is a few more beautifully colored feathers.

      Now outside of town. Looking up at the small hill, there is a boy standing, and a small lion or cheetah cub comes up to him from behind a hill. I tell someone else to look and I grab a camera or binoculars. Then I look down and I have a same cub at my feet. This other person finds 4-5 cubs nearby. As I'm waling away, their mom comes up and she is following me, as I'm walking backwards away from there.
      Tags: bird, cheetah, peru
      Categories
      non-lucid
    8. Competition night One - Bird's eye view

      by , 01-14-2017 at 11:30 AM
      Comments blue
      Lucid purple

      D1 Having sex dream , was happy and playful then white bedroom door open a chink meaning other people were up in house, so went for breakfast.

      D2 - Talking to some dc who was suprised at my choice of choosing to go for a run along long walkway/ path up side of mountain.
      At top was a very large white staidum, where a music concert was taking place. I could hear the music drifting as I came up to the entrance way. (
      Music from an anime I listened to last night)
      There were large viewing halls with giant glass windows on one side looking into the centre of the stadium.
      Each one I entered was very crowded with dcs wearing white shirts and black tailcoats serving guests.
      One room had no one in so I entered, seeing a large white bird sitting on the top of a piano. Evidently people were scared of the bird so had not entered. When I went in it took of leaving its legs behind on the piano.
      A Very strange dc looking like Manuel from fawlty towers went and removed the legs
      (He went very close with his face next to mine as dcs often do in my dreams, peering into my face)

      Song from dream:
      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CpYgRj-R_D0

      WBTB - have drink of water and go bathroom

      D3 - In a dress shop with black marble walls and floor. I am talking to the owners as the shop is closed at the moment. it is very bare with just mirrors and racks plus a changing room to one side.
      I use my powers to make the room bigger but have to make the whole world bigger too to fit everything in.
      The doors to the store are shaped like glass flower petals and very large half dome like things.
      (I have seen shapes similar to these in a hotel dream I hadj
      There are two to the front of the store which I thought was a room I could stay in but turns out to be a connecting corridor at the front of all the stores, that curves round.
      I go out into this corridor which is curved glass on one side.
      Entering the next room/store I recognise items from anime I have watched a soldier figurine from ergo proxy and mechanoid from outlaw star. I decide it is some kind of playroom.

      I am lucid and use telekinesis to move the mechanoid from a hooped area. I find it very hard remembering that it is super heavy and could only be moved easily due to low gravity.
      An very old lady wanders into room, I try to change her into someone else but fail
      I immediately try mind control on her and tell her to do something she obeys. As she comes closer to me she freaks me out, with her white waxy skin and appearance.
      I look around room for something else to try, seeing a folded partition wall, I try to open it with my powers but it hardly budges so I give up.
      I go to fly out of the room but
      false awaken and drink sludge from a glass of water ick! then wake up for real.

      I realise red and white soldier from ergo proxy, was ignored completely by me in dream as it was in waking state. I was puzzled by its exact meaning in anime but did not enquirer further.
      This deliberate ignoring, I feel relates to also to other things relating to red and white (which has been very big dream sign for past year or so). It is my need for integration.

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      ok checked it out, It relates to a lost child from the past, that would make sense

      Updated 01-14-2017 at 12:35 PM by 89275

      Tags: anime, bird, flower, white
      Categories
      non-lucid , false awakening , side notes , lucid
    9. Random non-lucids

      by , 12-05-2016 at 09:35 PM (Journeys through Spacetime)
      I have to do several tasks. In one my comrades stop halfway through and I have to do it myself. I had float (how did I not become lucid!!!!) through a garden singing like a bird.

      BREAK

      With 3 friends, we all do plays, and one all together. The 'together' was like 'Inception'.
      I cannot believe I did not become lucid!

      BREAK
      Two rectangular blocks are placed side by side with a space in the middle. They shine out colours and they mix.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    10. Return to Dreaming

      by , 12-04-2016 at 08:11 AM (Journeys through Spacetime)
      Finally! My dreams have come back!


      I am searching around a building looking for a large '27' bird. The number is bizarrely associated with it. Eventually I go outside and an earthquake occurs. Tall buildings are falling over everywhere.
      I survive though. After the calamity, I am in a classroom, and I dearly want to buy a racehorse.
      I can buy one, however it is not allowed. The teacher attempts to stop me and others, however she will be fired if the students do not like her. Soon I am crossing a road...

      I wake up.
    11. A liar & a lucid Armageddon dream

      by , 10-04-2016 at 03:27 AM
      D1: Non-luicd: I was w/ a group of spiritual people & we are having a group session. The topic was on
      people who have "seer abilities". Each person was talking about their abilities. But I kept getting vibes from the woman on my right that were distracting. I could tell she was lying for some reason. Then Meesha Cat woke me up to be fed.


      D2: Lucid: This was an Armageddon setting dream. There is a girl who insists that the group should help her find her canary. I then became lucid & tried to think of the TOTM tasks but I can only remember the one about holding our head & think it's creepy so I just go w/ the flow of the dream. I see the cage & am helping her look for the bird but I'm insisting that she should leave it because it will make noise & draw attention to us. I'm trying to rationalize to her why it is so dangerous but as soon as we give up looking we hear the bird screeching. Our group anxiously is arguing about the bird & our safety. I'm telling them that their arguing is drawing attention to us & pleaded for them to stop but it's too late & our hide out is rushed by the police state officers. We manage to get in a car & the arguing escalates again. We hurried into another building which looks like the capital building. We no sooner get inside when we hear a loud explosion & we now have a hole in the room we are in. I can see professional looking people in the other room w/ suits on but they don't know we are there. They are looking out the windows & panicking. But soon the people w/ me are making noise again w/ more arguing & they start to figure out that we are there. But they no sooner are trying to alert the other people in the next room, that the building was stormed by the police state officers & are being dragged out. I then woke up. This dream was so fast paced that I was having trouble stabilizing it so I just waited to see where I could do more but it just ended too soon. Yet I did feel good about it becoming lucid regardless.
    12. Competition & a girl named Tess

      by , 09-26-2016 at 03:08 AM
      D1: Non-Lucid: I'm in some odd looking place. It looks like a mash up of a backwoods bar, game room & new age things all in one. It's somewhere in the country side. The ppl there are the cast from the Netflix original Aquarius. I'm supposed to be going to some kind of bar for some reason but instead I'm in some sort of competition. Another team went first. They drive out in a jeep & launch it into the air somehow. Then they had to grab a bird out of the air. Next they shot a target & a parachute was released & they have to land in a mock house. While waiting for our turn I got woke up by my wbtb alarm.


      D2: Non-Lucid: There was a computer with something displayed on the screen. It was for sale for $279 & I was buying it for Tess. Everything was foggy.


      And I've never had a random name like this in my dreams. I don't know a Tess unless you count a girl from when I was a kid named Tessa but it wasn't her for sure. I think the name is significant but for the life of me I don't know why.
    13. #197: Birds / Flood / India

      by , 08-23-2016 at 03:23 AM
      Birds
      I'm at my aunt's house together with my cousin. She has quite a collection of animals/pets. The only ones I can really recall are two parakeet looking birds in a white cage. One of them is yellow, the other blue/green. I take them out of their cage. The window is a little bit open, which concerns me, but since their wings have been clipped, they can't fly too far. I think there may have also been a ceiling fan which was turned on. The birds fly around a bit and eventually one of them does go out of the window and sits on the outside part of the window sill. I can't reach him, because the window is only opened at the top. Luckily the bird comes flying back in. There's also a point where the yellow bird just drops from high almost all the way to the ground. I catch it before it hits the ground. A bit later that bird starts having a nosebleed and my cousin asks me what I did. We both become worried. I tell her exactly what happened. Hmm, I guess this is what it's like for a human to be caught by a Transformer mid fall: too rough.

      Flood
      I'm at my mom's house. There's a flood on the balcony. At first it's ok, but eventually it does manage to enter the house through the closed balcony door. I ask my little brother and some other guy (my dormmate?) who is present in the house to help me out. I want to start scooping the water away with buckets. My plan is not to scoop here inside, but to scoop the water away from the balcony, so that it won't go inside anymore. It takes a while to convince the others to get into action. I myself need to get dressed first, as I think I just showered. I was still wearing a towel. By the time we spring into action, the water is already gone. I notice a bit later on that one of the neighbours on the floor above us is sweeping water from his balcony. Apparently the flood affected him as well. But how? The water level was not that high...

      India
      I've got an incoming call from my ex girlfriend. Unexpected. It's a whatsapp call and somehow it tags her location the same way that a statusupdate on FB would do. She's in India. The hell. For a moment I consider that India is not really the safest place for a woman to be on her own. I quickly find out that she's with her boyfriend though. Ok that's cool then. I don't remember what the conversation was about.
      Tags: bird, family, phone
      Categories
      non-lucid
    14. Helping the Winchesters Fight the “Stork Witch”

      by , 06-11-2016 at 10:58 AM
      Morning of June 11, 2016. Saturday.



      In my dream, where I seem to somehow be a different person or character yet still feel like myself in most ways, I am an individual who has traveled around extensively and I am also seemingly a hunter in the manner of Sam and Dean Winchester from the “Supernatural” television series. I am aware that they have been called in to face the most difficult “monster” that they had ever dealt with. This creature is supposedly impossible to kill but can be subdued for a time until it rises again. It is kept in a cage on an isolated property (I assume in America, possibly Ohio) reachable by an old back road. Sam and Dean are on the scene.

      I meet with them to help them at the location where the creature is presently sleeping in a cage though supposedly about to rise and kill a number of people. They seem hesitant at first but then are totally okay with me being there and both are receptive of my authority and apparent advanced skills (though on one level I know that this is pretense and that I am “creating everything under my will” even though I am not at all lucid in any way, as this is a state of awareness that I have experienced thousands of times in dream states since earliest memory).

      I tell them that I know James (although I actually mean Bobby Singer), having gained much experience from him, and they seem to understand and are happy with it.

      We are preparing for the upcoming battle as we are told by the owner of the property that the monster is stirring. It is apparently some sort of anthropomorphic white stork (with fur as well as feathers) with deadly far-reaching supernatural powers. We are told to get some weapons. These “weapons” turn out to be large pillow-like hessian sandbags (obvious dream sign) filled with some sort of magical concoction to help put the beast back to sleep (another obvious situational concurrent dream sign). These “pillows” which are aligned along the fence (concurrent liminal space symbol), some slightly buried (implied to be at a deeper level of concurrent awareness within the dream state), are taken out by us. I also see a few barbells in the dirt but decide we may not need these.

      We go into the house and one side of a large room is like a jail. The monster is inside but starting to move around. At first it looks like a white-furred Bigfoot but it eventually becomes somewhat of an anthropomorphic stork. This stork creature is ready to attack (even though it is in the cage).

      The owner of the residence opens the cage door and we go in. Sam and Dean Winchester start hitting this creature with the “pillows” as hard as they can. Powder flies through the air but not enough to lower the visibility of the scene by that much. I join in and also whack this “stork-monster” (of human height) with my “pillow”. It seems to remain dazed and never fully stands up at any point. Sam, Dean, and I soon leave this “cage” and start talking in the other area of the room with the owner.

      Soon however, the creature is active again but now appears totally human; a dark-haired female of perhaps thirty. Her hands are raised up and out in mimicry of a spider or martial arts position and she is apparently a powerful destructive witch. As I stare her down, my dream becomes more and more vivid and intense. Orange lightning (conscious mind symbol) comes from her hands and her hair stands up, but I am also able to raise my own hands in defense. Simply by holding my gaze and moving my hands out and around a bit, she eventually falls back and is defeated for another cycle.

      “Awesome,” says Dean as Sam smiles and nods in my direction, both from my left (even though a “witch” like me would not be liked by them in the actual television series).

      After this, we all get in a car. Dean drives though Sam sits in the back seat (on my right) in Speedo swimwear. He is singing some sort of song and using words like “Speedo”, “Guido”, and “Buido” and Dean looks back at him as if greatly annoyed.

      To those who understand dreams and their nature (though there are various types), this is a surreal but typical sleeping, dreaming, and waking adventure all in metaphor. Nothing could be more obvious than that than slapping a white bird with a pillow to put it to sleep (especially when inside a cage or jail which represents restricting the energies of the preconscious state). The white bird is a moon (dream induction) sign, a typical concurrent consciousness displacement symbol, and this entire series of dream events is a metaphor for circadian rhythms and the waking transition as is often the case.

      The clever references in the song seem at least partly related to trolls on the Internet, unfortunately (which is something that in all honesty is pointless to dream about as nothing can really be done about them). “Guido” is a possible play on “Guido van Helten” which in turn is a play on VonHelton, the bizarre narcissistic YouTube troll, who is possibly one of the strangest personas and crazed individuals on the Internet. “Buido” apparently has various associations. However, in Spanish, it mostly seems to be a reference to something that is corrugated, fluted, or sharp. It is associated with “puntiagudo” (“pointed”) or “con punta aguda” (“with a sharp point”), which is obviously a play on my birthplace of “Punta Gorda” (or “Fat Point” in describing the shape of the region), which is a dream reference to returning to who I really am in whole consciousness, as a sort of “rebirth”.

      Updated 06-11-2016 at 08:08 PM by 1390

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    15. Various, between 22-26 May 2016

      by , 05-27-2016 at 02:54 AM
      On one night:

      >Reading a book;
      >A big bird (not the one from Sesame Street) that could eat other birds.

      26 May:

      A prayer showed up, but I changed it.
      Tags: bird, book, prayer
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