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Date of Dream: SAT 20 MAY - 2017



Dream No. 116 - Separated Sections

Dream 116 A - The Ginger Vampire (Nightmare)
I remember my dad was angry at me for something, I forgot what for exactly though. We were arguing quite a lot and he started to shout. I then decided I would take a walk around the block of the old neighbourhood. It started off okay but when I got to the top of the hill. There was this one house where a big white dog was behind the fence, barking it's head off... It was loud and scary. I walked past the house as quickly as I could and went back down the hill on the other side of the block. When I was at the bottom of the hill, there was this non-existent shop selling all these bags of potato chips, it's hard to describe because you couldn't see a shop but then apparently there was one.

I came back home with a few packets of chips to find that now my mum was angry with me. Apparently she was angry for the way I was talking to my dad earlier, so why was she blaming me? Because she's always sticking up for my dad no matter what. Soon though she calmed down and said that she needed to go to the shops. I said to her I could come but she wanted to keep putting it off because she couldn't be bothered. I said I'd be willing to go with her really early in the morning so she could get it out of the way and have the rest of the day free.

So we did go to the so called shops at the time the dream stated to be 9:30 AM. As we were sitting in the car in what seemed to be the middle of nowhere, our ginger cat slinked up to my side of the car. She wasn't bad at the moment but I did notice that something was going to be off. My mum said something like “Zizi! You spent two and a half hours to come and look for us!”. Still, I wanted to find a way to shut my car window but I couldn't... The window was stationary and couldn't move. Then we hopped out of the car and that's when my cat turned really dark. She was hissing and making these long noises, at my mum first but my mum seemed to still be overwhelmed with awe... Like she was oblivious to the cat's demising nature. And then the cat turned to me and made even louder noises. Additionally, her teeth were showing. The most prominent feature were the added two white fangs that were massive and looked like white pearly daggers with a clean cut edge, just ready to slice some meat off a bone. The cat quickly made me wake up in fright at 4:57 AM.

Dream 116 B - Escaping Imprisonment
I was at my old house again, this time the dream was based in the backyard and a small section of the front yard. I started off in the backyard on the verandah where there were two beds... One was mine and the other one was grandma's. I was doing something in bed but I forgot what though and my grandma told me off. As soon as she did that, I had the thought in my head that I had no freedom at home and that I needed to leave and go somewhere else so I could get freedom that was being taken away by the other members of my family. The way I worded it to myself in muttering was, “I think I need a lucid dreaming partner, and fast”.

My grandma then got out of bed and started using a saw to cut small bits off the verandah at a time, like making an incision and then the little square chunk would break off. Although she had no physical contact me, a big cut was starting to appear on my thumb and bright red blood was oozing out of the wound. That's when I knew I had to get away now! The dream did show snapshots of me looking on my phone and during that time, I got the prompt to go to WB's place supposedly located in the far SE suburbs in the dream, to escape and seek refuge there.

I did tell my grandma that I was leaving to go somewhere and that's when she gets into a panic, calling my mum to come outside. Before my mum can get out, I decided to go to the other side of the house and try and hide there. That didn't work as my mum ended up popping her head out of the door on the laundry side. She asked me where I was going but I gave no details of WB. I only said to her that I thought it was time for me to find a dream partner and so I was going. I then zipped over back to the verandah side of the house but found out that my mum already had her head out the door. My brain in the dream thought that there could possibly be two of my mum... Or she could have teleported to each door. So she's still going off at me but at the same time, she let me leave.

So I went to the back gate and tried to pick the lock off so I could get out. As I was doing so, I could hear my mum saying to me “You'd better not go that way or dad will know”. The dream scene then showed my front porch area. My brother said something like “You'd better look out for Karla, she's trying to go somewhere”. The dream then went back to the backyard. I was frantically trying to lock the gate so the boys wouldn't get any sign of me being there. Then like Super Mario, when he receives the balloon power flower in Super Mario 64 DS, I started floating in the opposite direction towards the very back fence.

As I was floating, I could also hear myself singing to the music associated with that Mario soundtrack. Still, I was in a panic that my dad was going to get me if I didn't get away soon... That he'd be after me. It took a while to get out of the neighbourhood but when I did, I didn't panic as much. I then found myself floating down the Eastlink which I soon determined to be the wrong freeway. After a left turn, I then found myself correctly on the Monash Freeway, which didn't look like a freeway that much. I knew I was getting close to WB's place as I entered this whole region of peaceful greenery but before I could go any further, I woke up.



V Behind The Scenes V

It's the same length whether it's in this entry or another entry. So I thought I'd just do it here.

Dream No. 116 A:
Basically it started off bad and progressed into something worse and worse. When things are bad in a dream, I can call for my Dream Guide... But you know it's a true nightmare when you can't feel her energy at all. I might probably try and mentally train myself to call for Dreamy WB even in a nightmarish situation... Hopefully I may get some results after two weeks of training at my rate. That way, instead of the nightmare waking me up straight away, I actually have a chance to face it if I want to. In regards to the cat, it's like she was half way in between a cat and a grizzly bear... That's what my subconscious mind thought in a dream.

Dream No. 116 B:
In this dream, I felt like my whole family was restricting me from living life. It is strange how the beds were out on the verandah, it was day time in the dream though (well sometimes dreams just don't make sense at all). As soon as I told my grandma that I was leaving, she goes into a panic like "what did we ever do to you?" and calls my mum because she doesn't know how to deal with the situation. She uses my mum in real life too to help her with some things. The shopping, gardening, issues, etc. It's interesting how when you're in the middle of a fight or argument with someone, they don't care but when you leave them, then they care. Once again, this was a case of, seek your Dream Guide to help you. I read somewhere about unique energy signatures in dreams and Dreamy WB always possesses a warm energy, I'm always thinking of her as a mix of a friend, second mother, and therapist. Additionally, her dwelling always seems to be in these beautiful green fields that I can never fully reach on occasions... Such as in this dream.

Writing Expression
I realised I have written a lot down in this entry (not including Behind The Scenes). When on the computer, I always listen to music and when I was writing down Dream No. 116 A, I decided to listen to a track that resembles a nightmare. And then for a part of Dream No. 116 B, I was listening to that Balloon Mario OST track. Depending on what music I listen to, sometimes it fits the mood so well that I can write tons.

Date of Dream: THU 23 FEB - 2017



Dream No. 86 – Parent Troubles

From the part I can remember; I was doing L-plate practice with my mum in some unknown area. I have to drive off some sort of upwards cliff which drops off to a steep downwards hill. The car ends up flying off the cliff and I can't control it and we end up running into the back of a parked car. The car also slips down into a side, ditch-like road due to some sort of banana grease which was visibly yellow. We end up being trapped in this area and cannot get out if we drive over any banana grease. I thought I was never going to get out of there and so my mum to took over. She managed to avoid the banana grease and we got out of there. To get home we had to drive over this really long, hilly and dusty highway. I was already tired from being trapped and so wanted my mum to drive home as well.

When at home in the pergola area, things weren't feeling right. My mind was in a state of pain and I think my mum knew. I was still fretting over the real WB and due to it, I was really stooped over and had a really down facial expression. My mum got really angry with me and started yelling at me. I tried to hide the fact that I was hurt, but I couldn't, and she was getting really bad too in regards to her anger. This was a common theme for a remainder of the dream.

We were still in the same place but it's like the dream had gone back to the start of the scene... Although it was a different scene. We were walking thought the back door from the garage as we had just come back from that L-plate trap. There were all these square tables in the pergola area with all these random people having lunch. I quietly went through to my own table because I thought I didn't want to interrupt anyone and rather let them keep eating. My mum gets really mad because I didn't say hello to anyone. Once again, I try explain why I did what I did but then she started to become really irrational and wouldn't accept what I was saying. My mum then comes and puts an extra chair at the table and makes all these people come and sit at it. But I don't ignore these people, I say hi to all of them and even have small chats with them.

Still, my mum is not satisfied and still I can't believe I didn't say hello to everyone when I walked in from the garage. I start to get scared of my mum and get out of my chair and try to hide further up in the backyard. It is then that my dad joins the affair as he wants to beat me. My dad is even worse than my mum and is yelling at the top of his lungs. As he tries to pull me back for a beating, I fight against him and try to beat him instead. As we fight, we end up ascending into mid-air, continuing the brawl. My dad gets absolutely frustrated that I keep dodging him with confidence that he starts making verbal threats as well. The dream camera perceives him to be violently peering from bedroom curtains while telling me to consume all this chilly for a future dastardly deed.

As I say no to his verbal threat, he is now back outside and we continue fighting. Rather than me being totally stressed out by him. I have this closed smile pasted on my face, while I make these heroic sounds, trying to appear confident when on the inside, I am actually absolutely nervous that I will be hit. He eventually becomes so hostile and nasty that I feel I have to get away from him rather than fighting back. As I end up flying away, I find that both him and mum are now chasing me.

We end up having our final showdown on the track next to the Dandenong Creek. Dad increases his violence a notch and therefore, the fact that I am scared, starts to show on the outside... Both mum and dad are closing in on me. I then suddenly get a sense of new strategy in me and I think to myself to call Dreamy WB to come and stop this nonsense before things get even worse. And so I say in a high-pitched screech, “Dreamy WB quick! Get him in the nose!”. That's when an image of Dreamy WB appears in the background and she comes to life... She has the appearance of how I would perceive Dreamy WB in real life. So as I said it, she goes in-between my mum and dad and pushes them apart, which each of her arms going outwards, like someone trying to break up a fight. While keeping my mum away with her right arm, she faces directly left towards my dad and squeezes his nose really hard, which forces him to drop me. He tries to violently scramble back to get me but I cry out to Dreamy WB, “take me away!”. I then come into the background where she is and both she and I start to fade away. In sync with the fading, I end up waking up!

Date of Dream: SUN 22 JAN - 2017



Dream No. 82 – A Distorted Chadstone

I do not remember the exact sequence of all events.

I was driving to so called Chadstone along an empty freeway, I could tell the sky above was grey. My car was mini yellow car, kind of a boxy shape, resembling a car model from the game Crash Tag Team Racing. In the car was myself and “Dreamy WB”. Yes, this time the dream world actually recognised WB as a dreamy clone rather than the grumpy real life entity.

When at this place called Chadstone, there was another so called dreamy guardian with us but it was a male and he was not recogniseable. Now although this place was called Chadstone, it did not look like Chadstone at all... It was a very weird place. In the area were both lifts and escalators but they had a frightening presence to them. The lifts had strange parting to the doors and some of them even opened in bizarre ways. Due to phobia of lifts in real life as well as dreams, these lifts made for an extra terrifying sight. The escalators were weird in that they shifted shape of some of them were even too skinny to fit on and also bendy. Most areas of Chadstone were considered to be underwater.



Side note: In real life, I have a fear of lifts and so in dreams, this is always exaggerated to an almost heart-failing scenario

Thought I'd start posting one of the most spectacular dreams I've ever had... It's the highest degree of lucidity I've had too!



Date of Dream: THU 6 APR - 2017



Dream No. 93 – A Beautiful Adventure
(Lucid Dream 3)

Part 1
Although I'm no longer at Killester (my high school) in real life, I went to attend one of the assemblies and was sitting in the students area. There was this special needs boy beside me (Killester is an all girls school in real life) and he would always come really close to me and try to hug me. At the same time, there was this strict teacher behind me that was constantly telling students to move to their correct year level area. Then I was talking to Mr H (male) about something but I forgot what it was... I do know that it was something about music though. Then apparently the vocal group were going to perform but there only 6 members on the stage and they were all wearing fluro green vests. And then my attention turned to the back of the hall to see where the rest of the vocal group members were... I managed to catch sight of EO (female) and WB (female). I went with WB outside to one of the balconies linked onto the hall and there I saw the most beautiful tree ever. It was literally glowing a very bright green and the flowers on it were these vivid, light purple tulips. WB didn't do anything except stand there and gaze at the tree with me... That's when I all of a sudden became aware I was dreaming!! The dream tried to fade out on me but I asked it to stay... It worked the first time. But then a few seconds later, the dream tries fading out me and my request for stability does not work.

Part 1 Exit (Transition)
I am now so fully aware that I am in a dream rather than something I know completely nothing about. I find that the dream has taken me to “the void” which was mentioned on a video I watched in real life a few days ago. When I was in that void of blackness and emptiness, my head was reciting the exact words that the guy said on the YouTube video. But the dream was forcing me to open my eyes so I would wake up. I was fighting with the dream to try and keep my eyes closed but in the end, I lost the battle and ended up becoming awake.

Waking State (Transition) – Non-Dream
I have opened my eyes and am aware that I'm in the waking world... But I say to myself, “Don't even look at the clock” and I closed my eyes again instantly.

Part 2 Entrance (Transition)
Although I was awake for about a second or two, I found that I was actually still completely, consciously aware of my dream surroundings when I came back into them. The first thing I did was a reality check where straight away, I noticed that I had six noodle-like fingers on each hand. The sight was terrifying but at the same time, this actually confirmed that I was in a dream.

Part 2
I don't remember what I was doing in my house but I ran outside due to the excitement of my dream awareness. At the top of the court, I consciously started calling out for WB and continued to call for her while walking up and down the court. Then these cars started coming the court and so I decided to see if any one of them would possibly be WB. There were two shiny looking cars that passed by and didn't stop... But then there was third car, a small dull black one that pulled up in front of me. Out of the car came WB wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with her hair straight and tied up into a bun... WB had a very strong masculine look about her. Then WB said to me that she brought LB (WB's younger sister) along with her to keep me safe. She hinted to me that someone was out to get me and my mind depicted that WB was talking about my real life parents. So out LB hopped from the car. She was wearing a light blue police uniform and she had an extremely feminine look about her, even more so than in this world. At this stage, I was really excited and so went and hugged WB, who really tightly hugged me back. I then went up to LB, gave her a small hug and kissed her on the forehead. She didn't pull back but she didn't return anything either. WB then explained to me that LB wasn't really good with affection.

After that, WB told me to get into the back seat of the car. I asked her if anyone was going to be sitting in the back with me but she said they were both going to be in the front. I did question WB but then she said to think of them like my second parents... Supposedly with LB being the mum and WB being the dad. She said then something about sitting diagonally from the one I favour more. When I got into the car, I found myself sitting behind WB and diagonally to LB but then I didn't find that the “diagonal” reasoning agreed with me. I consciously chose that position in the car because that was the side next to the nature strip and also, I take that side of the car in waking life. WB then drove off and we ended up at a video rental store, Video Ezy! They don't exist anymore in waking life! We didn't get out but rather remained in the car, this random video just suddenly appeared in LB's hands. I asked LB why they got that video and she told me that I was coming home with them.

That's when I got to about the most excited I would ever be the dream. I got so excited that the I noticed this dream was trying to fade out on me too. So as we're driving though the area of Dandenong South, I'm looking out at the opposite window, at the blue sky above the buildings. I'm constantly on fast repeat, going “stability, stability, stability, stability” like a broken record. As I do this, I notice that WB and LB are giving me strange looks, maybe thinking to themselves “are you okay?”. I sadly can't fight the dream fade and wake up.

In this scenario, I had to chase bad guys in a car or bike. They had a car. I retried the same mission multiple times, but I could never catch them. I always lost at the same place--a section of freeway that caused my tires to slide. It was daytime, btw. The chase started at night, shortly after they left a store. One o them said, "He tracked us all the way back. How'd he do that?" after finding out a couple things on their laptop. My younger sister was with me too, both in the car whenever I was in the car, and next to me whenever it was a video game.
[New Scene]
I became lucid in a carpeted room with stalls that spawned and dropped pizza. For some reason, I felt that I couldn't finish my routine until at least half the pizza had dropped on the floor. Stupid. Also delicious.
Time: 20-30 seconds

I don’t remember what happened in the first LD, but it lasted about 5 minutes. I know I lost lucidity due to being distracted.

Second lucid: I spawned in a bus, got out, did part of the procedure, but didn’t do the stabilization half, or break through, so I remained at Layer 2. I did spawn a flat, 2D animated Princess Luna behind some barrels, but the product was half-assed due to being in Layer 2. I could not interact with her when I tried. Next, I got distracted by the bus and DCs. Around me was a curved, 2-lane road surrounded by field, which was surrounded by woods a few hundred feet out. (The trees were on the shorter side, and were deciduous.)
Time: 1-3 minutes

Third lucid: I did half of the procedure again due to distraction. I stopped a lot of the stuff going on at the beginning with a verbal command inside a church, but there were still a few left. I did not focus on the procedure enough to break through to Layer 3. I got distracted by a car that needed to be pushed. This car was on grass behind the church building. There was tall grass and scattered deciduous trees around. The weather was sunny.

Later, I was at very low lucidity, inside a car that was strapped with explosives. I was trying to ditch the car safely, so that nothing else would be damaged.
Time: 5-7 minutes
Total Time: 11-16 minutes

Distractions: 3

WBTB

I become lucid. I am in a car with a DC who I do not know. The figure is female, and teaches me a lucid dreaming technique. "Relax your eyes... YES that is right. Now, make everything orange."
I succeed. "Good! See, the key is to relax your eyes."

Somewhere along the trip, I remember the TOTY and stop the car. I remove the engine and wheels, and it starts moving again.

These are some rough notes I threw together. I may try to clean it up later and add some pictures.

Finish 30 minute WBTB and BTB around 430am *Several times I think I woke but didn't look at phone/time in order to give me best chance to keep going back in. Finally do look at phone at 637am and am dumbfounded at amount of lucidity and scenes and time lucid! Some waning of lucidity but often quickly recovered and seems like at least 90% of the time and experiences that I remember were lucid.

Letter tags: HMS HM_? House mall stars hands 2nd m? 6th letter tag? May be one of the scenes below.

Seems not more than 10 minutes of SSILD and I start with, what I told myself during one of the FA's, must have been an NREM lucid. It was short maybe 1 minute and very basic mostly dark but interacting with a woman. It leads to multiple FA's each one different. Several were in a busy house with lots of kids and a few adults. Hands clasp from IWL in bed become hands in bind by girl trying to free my hands. House party like. Outdoor patio girl, wife voice, both can have me! Later indoor house gathering (one of several house scenes) with an older lady still beautiful and I tell her I'll make her young again and morph massage her face and it works in the end with odd results along the way. When I finish I see a female, her niece it seems, with her back to us. She has long curly black hair and I gently take her and lead them both to a bedroom. Mall ladies sex and after a while of that I say I need to do the TOTY, car one sounds good. I try to form a car inside the mall main way but it never becomes solid enough so I look toward an exit and see a whole street of cars parked parallel, not the typical big parking lot you'd see outside of a surburban mall. I see a maybe late 80's Honda that has seen better days but it was the first car I really focused on. I open hood just from front of car but do reach my finger in for the typical final release lever under hood and open hood, it stays open and I reach in and grab the whole engine block and all and rip it out easily like picking up an empty cardboard box. I think about breaking the window with my elbow but I am able to just open the door. I decide keys will be under the visor and yes one key on small key chain tab. I stick the key into the on position and start driving like a maniac. Very quickly transitions from asphalt to dirt trail on a hillside area that brings back memories of bmx trails. I get to a top look out point and see 8-10 guys in bathing trunks just below me maybe 20 feet. Maybe they're heading to a hidden beach below. At first I guess a couple of them near the back of group look gay but as they gather it doesn't seem like anything sexual, just a bunch of guys who may even want a lone guy to beat up on. No worries though, this is my dream. I call down to them to look up at me and shoot off into the sky quickly. It becomes night and I float in the sky and marvelling at the stars. They look fairly normal but a beautiful experience none the less. Visuals fade after a minute or so and I spin in the air, still a black void, so spin few more and a FA. / some busy outdoor area at night sexual with several girls. Also at Mall and at house scenes. Unbelievable! I just keep going from scene fade to scene fade after early part where it was from FA to FA. Also Vegas casino hotel with wife she found which hotel, nice but great deal, lucidity fading, maybe gone for this final scene before waking. I am forgetting so many details. I was setting reminders in the new scenes and I have whispy memories of what those reminders were but still trying to grab them fully - I'm sure I haven't caught them all. Lots of solid, vivid dreamlets including snow falling on a couple in dark brown or black winter long coats.

I was apparently at some sort of store where somebody was planning to steal a tiny miniature sports car about the size of a skateboard. They were going to cause a distraction and then steal it. But somehow, the distraction was caused but I ended up stealing it. I went out the back way, sat on the car and sped off and drove for a few blocks, pretty fast, low to the ground. Then I turned it around and drove back. When I returned to the store I tossed it to a friend who was there. I believe he took a ride on it too. I did not get in trouble.


There was a mob meeting that I attended. We all wore different sorts of masks. Somebody was trying to say that I had done something bad like ratted on somebody and I was saying that I had not.

Saturday January 21, 2017 0110

I was riding in the back of a long car like a station wagon with several rows of seats. There were a lot of male passengers in the car and we were all jammed in tight trying to get comfortable and get some rest. I remember being concerned about my wallet because we were jammed in so tightly. I looked out the front window. We were driving through some big city. I noticed two children riding on extra tall pogo sticks off to the right on the sidewalk. I thought, “If I’m dreaming then I should be able to affect those pogo sticks. Instantly, one of the pogo sticks bended like it was made of rubber and then snapped back to being straight again. This excited me! I thought, “I’m dreaming!” Then I thought, “If I’m really dreaming then I should be able to just fly out of this car.” I shot right through the windshield and flew up to about 30 feet above the car. I looked down at the car and the men were looking at me with amazed expressions. I willed the car to bounce up and down a couple feet off the ground just for fun. Then I flew around a little bit shouting, “I’m lucid! I’m lucid!” Then I thought. Maybe I should wake myself up immediately so that I have a better chance of remembering the dream. I landed on the ground on a wider section of sidewalk, sort of a walking mall area with benches. I thought, “I should try to do something fun. I thought that it would be fun to try to have sex. But there was no privacy in this busy city. I looked around and saw an attractive, tanned, red haired woman sitting on a bench and I approached her. There was a muscular man sitting next to her and he seemed like he was her boyfriend. He looked at me like, “Who are you and why are you approaching my girlfriend.” Since I knew this was a dream, I just looked at him and said, “You’re not going to do anything.” And I turned my attention back to the woman. She smiled and said something like, “No, he won’t.” She was wearing a leather top with no sides to it, just a hole for her head and a flap covering the front and back. I sat next to her and put my left arm around her under the front flap and sort of hugged her. But then I felt like I was sure to forget the lucid dream if I did not wake myself up immediately and I woke up in my bed.

Non-lucid parts
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My comments

#10 LD - Wings and realistic vision
During a NLD I was high on a tree or something like that (maybe it was a bed?). I was thinking that I should be brave enough to jump down because I was sure it's safe. Then I started to be lucid. As usual I was trying to fly. This time I imagined that I have real wings instead of arms. It worked somehow because I felt them. Didn't see them tho. I'm not sure if I was able to fly with them. It started to be dark and I 'woke up' in another scenario. I was in the car, looking through the window. I was pretty sure I woke up so I tried to not moving much and I did RC with my nose. Everything was clear and realistic. Even sunlight was reflecting on cars naturally so I was surprised that it's indeed a dream. Then scenario changed again. It was night and I saw some (3?) boys on the street. For some reason I was trying to hit them with a bucket. 2 of them ran away but 1 of them was throwing something back. Like something small and sharp, maybe screws? Because of this bizarre action I'm not sure if I was lucid enough. I felt pain when he hit me. Pretty realistic. I stopped this 'fight' and went in another direction, trying to fly again and ran away (I wasn't scare much tho). I was moving my arms again like with wings but there were still my arms (I wasn't trying to make real wings). Then darkness. I don't remember if I woke up or maybe I was still dreaming. It wasn't long dream, I would say 1-2 min. Anyway that's nice because I wasn't even trying to have one!

This dream was what I recalled this morning following the intention: My intention for tonight is first and foremost to wake up and remember my dreams. Secondly I feel like I am approaching a cross-roads and I feel uncertain about where to place my efforts, so I would be thrilled with some assistance from my dreams in this respect. But foremost I trust my dreams and want to remember whatever they bring. It feels as if it is relevant somehow and I will use it as an opportunity to practise both descriptive evocative writing as well as Jungian interpretation methods.

I am pondering the idea of going to Mexico, which appears much as you perceive a fantasy or mnemonic ideation in the waking state – the incipient sense of an image, a map perhaps, appearing before my inner eye.

I direct my attention outwards and find myself in the passenger seat in Steen's silver-grey car, although I am inside the car I can clearly see the matte nuance of the silver grey colour on the outside of the car. My dad is in the back seat, and he seems gleeful and excited though he doesn't say or do much during the dream. We are going on a trip, and my dad and Steen are there helping me out, as it is mainly me going on a mission.

It is pouring down outside, it is clouded and grey, which produce a darkish hue. We are at a ticket office, which resembles a mixture between a gas station and a junk food drive in. There are two protruding window tills on our right hand side and above an almost square section of roofing is covering the pavement next to the windows, providing some cover for the rain outside.

We drive slowly towards the first of the two window tills – one for ordering another for picking up the tickets – and as we do I feel something bump into the car towards the back, which also produce a mild audible thump. I look out the window and backwards to see if Steen has accidentally hit one of the massive concrete columns extending from the building. He is really close but I can't see any damage done to the car.

I lean back in and Steen switches on the radio and the GPS system. The audio-scape is flooded with remnants of old mobile conversations, radio clatter and noise. I feel uneasy and a bit confused, as it is supposed to be a GPS system, providing guidance. Steen remains rather calm and composed and simply asks the GPS if it is there, and it dawns on me that it is a voice activated system.

“I am here” a clear loud and direct female voice responds, which is a tremendous reassurance.

Steen proceeds to drive forward and I wonder why I don't have to open the window to get the ticket. “It isn't necessary when you have one of these” he says and points to a rectangular electronic device, with an old school digital display in the bottom right corner of the front window, just in front of me as it would seem. It is essentially a device that registers that he has been here and automatically charges him for the ferry ride, which is what the ticket office is for.

“So we are going to Iceland” he says, and I feel at first excited, but then a bit concerned because we will be sailing and we are supposed to go to either Mexico or the Faeroe Islands as well today and I am afraid we won't have time. I think about this only briefly before relinquishing the thought at aspiration to do all of these things.

We look at a map and a black marker line appears that takes us from the ticket office “to Odden” which on the map is a full scale island, elongated and egg shaped except for a very pointed en on the right hand side. The black line takes us to the top and centre of the island, where the port town is based, from where we will board the ferry to Iceland.

End of dream.

In this interpretation I will start by breaking down the dream into its constituent motifs, and run free associations on them.

There is a preceding map, an idea of a journey – which implies a plan and a set destination it also represents an overview of a trip, which can symbolise knowledge of where I am going in life. This is particularly salient as I am taken somewhere else than what I had “mapped out”, which excites me although the expectation of having to go somewhere specific within a given time frame becomes a source of frustration and tension/restlessness.

The car is a solid and large station car, it is silver grey – the colour symbolising the silver grey snake-like pathway through space I frequently perceive in meditation, cannabis and psychedelic states also symbolising the spiritual cord often reported as seen in OBEs.

The car is a symbol of my body, it is in good shape and the fact that my dad has been relegated to the back seat can be an expression of our recent confrontations and my insights on how he has dominated the development of my low self-esteem though his parenting style. He is now put in the back seat, representing that I still carry him with me and care for his approval and love, yet this aspect is no longer the driving motivating psychic energy for my aspirations for life – such as “save the world and become super famous”, which is simply a conditioned tendency I have developed as I felt under appreciated and unseen as a child.

Steen is an old friend of the family, both my mum and dad – I associate to him that he recently helped me out with cheaply renting his summer house to me following an Ayahuasca journey where I wanted to stop smoking and I didn't feel for returning to my parents' house where I currently live right after. At this time he said to me that he sees how my dad communicates to people and told me that one would get insane living in that environment constantly, which felt extremely pleasant to hear as someone external with knowledge of my dad seemed to understand how hard it can be. Recently my mother expressed – in a sober state – that it can be extremely challenging for her to live in that and that friends of the family finds it a challenge to be around him as well. With Steen in the driver's seat I feel that I have taken a step towards taking control of my life and am grateful for the moral support of individuating myself from my dad, who has – without fault of his own or even consciously – dominated much of my life, through establishing uncertainty both with regards to a fragile self-esteem but also the messianic and grandiose drive to save the world to finally be worthy of his admiration and love. Steen represents a new found aspect of myself that is compassionate and understanding towards why I have turned out as I did as well as the drive to liberate myself from the clutches of my dad.

The rain outside symbolise a torrential state of affairs with regards to my emotions – since my last Ayahuasca journey it is as if a lid has been removed and my libido is now coursing freely upwards, which result in more passionate responses and an easier time setting boundaries. It could also symbolise the fact that I am expending a lot of emotional energy in response to external uncontrollable aspects of the world, which is reminiscent of the saviour complex alluded to earlier.

The ticket office could symbolise a public institution, such as the Health Authorities which I have recently been in contact with, with regards Ayahuasca. I might be approaching, or at least that is how I perceive it, a point where I am close to getting in trouble due to my enquiries, yet no harm is done yet. The whole point of issuing a ticket could represent my thinking on Ayahuasca's precarious legal status and potentially in the future thinking of a license model for practising, where the dream hints at that license is nothing that comes from the outside but an internal license, a calling (electronic ticket system).

The GPS and radio system is particularly interesting to me. The clatter represents conditioned thinking and the attention I pay to outward clues for finding out how to direct my life. However when I look closely the “ancient mother” (female GPS voice) is there and is capable of taking me in the direction I need to go. The trick is to ask and learn to listen for what is coming from within and ignore restrictions I put on myself based on external sources of esteem and approval.

The fact that I am concerned with the duration of the trip represents a problematic aspect of how I relate to life in an impatient way. I am lacking trust in life unfolding as it is supposed to. This is related again to the map I saw in the beginning of the dream, which representative of how I tend to construct expectations of how life SHOULD unfold and I am operating under an assumption that I need to go somewhere specific and I need to go there quickly. In essence this result in an escapist approach to life, where I am not allowing it to unfold on its own terms and cannot fully embrace and meet events in a curious, compassionate and open way.

The end of the dream I see the ocean and the beach sort of imaginatively overlapped onto the map with the black line. I take it to symbolise that I am still in the process of letting go of my tendency to construct expectations and narrow definitions of success, but I will shortly arrive at a position where I let go and let Life overcome me and simply concede to the abrupt changes that are about to happen, with excited anticipation and joy in letting whatever happens happen. The fact that it is a sailing trip could represent a recognition of the potent force of the collective unconscious, and my submitting the stubborn fantasy that I am in control and surrendering to the collective collected wisdom of the evolution of Life itself.

Reconstructing the meaning from associated and elaborated ideas.

So a potential message from the dream could be that I am still constructing expectations of where and how life should take me. This becomes a source of frustration when I run into unexpected opportunities and twists of fate.

My dad has been a source for grandiose and messianic ideation, due to his belittling and command-like style of communication, from where he will never explain why he commands, reminds, reprimands, but simply asserts himself in a supercilious tone of voice. Since we have widely different interests in life and he has proclaimed that he has no interest (or capacity) in trying to understand me I have since very early childhood developed these tendencies as a way to garner his approval, which is already there he has just never shown it in a way I could understand it when younger. The fact that he is relegated to the back seat symbolise that I am relegating the grandiose and very ambitious saviour identities – and associated expectancies – to a position where they are no longer “driving me”.

The downpour contrasted with the comfortable, sturdy and undamaged quality of the silver grey car, can symbolise the progress I am making with meditation, where I have found an easier time dealing with painful emotions, as well as physical symptoms. They aren't allowed to penetrate to my core and when I continue the exercise I will strengthen my capacity to sift out the “radio clatter” (which can also signify the attribution of value to others' judgement of me) and listen to the voice of my heart, represented here by the Anima archetype, my deity in prayer – Mother Gaia.

The ticket office close call could symbolise that I need to tone down my activities with certain authorities to avoid getting in trouble, especially because I already have an inner license to pursue my dreams.

The trip to Iceland represents where I am headed next, which isn't a literal journey, although that might be fun also. In fact it might be very useful as it is Steen guiding me, which could mean a pointer to a place of safe haven, which he provided following my last Ayahuasca journey. However I have also recently considered reading up on mythology to get a better understanding of the empirical data that underpins the theory of the archetypes. This journey serves as a pointer towards examining Nordic mythology and shamanistic/divination cultural history.

In short. With particular reference to the intention here I am being reminded that uncertainty is OK, cause if I try and envision or anticipate a direction I will form an expectation, which will lead to suffering when life takes me elsewhere. As long as I listen to my inner voice the direction is guaranteed, so I should just continue the work of being better at letting go of old ways of thinking and sharpen my attention on what matters instead of the clatter. Then a further dive into the Nordic mythology is in store.

I was in a forest, there was a horrible blizzard. I entered my car and drove in between trees until I reached ranger station. I couldn't get there as the road was blocked by a fallen tree. I drove further and lost a side mirror on one tree, then got to my house. I made a nose plug RC and entered my house. In one of the rooms my sister was watching TV. I touched her and swapped bodies with her. The dream became unstable and I woke up.

I see a guy showing off a bright yellow sports car and impressing everyone. I get hot and jealous, and somehow, lucid. I seize the nearest car and transform it iinto sports car after lifting it. I hold my foot on the accelerator and race against the yellow car driver. I win, and soon my car tranforms into a bizarre bycicle and with car goes my lucidity.

I went to sleep and woke up around 5a.m.
My dream recall was blank.
After feeling rather depressed, I started vizualizing what my dream should have been. I go through a plan, and end up in my kitchen, where I seamlessly lucidly step into the dream. I realize from my previous fantasy, that somehow my shirt was off. I attempt to summon some via my pockets, but I get some shorts instead. I stretch them via telekinesis, but give up as I see an easier way. The windows act like mirrors at night, so I look in them, and expect to see my shirt on. It works, and I feel the shirt on me.
I then spin three times, and attempt to arrive in Terraluna.
I instead arrive at a website, called guest.com/seemygalaxy.
Its background is black, and the text is bright pink.
I yell 'Terraluna'!
It instead intreprets it as ' Teraluna'
It says ' 404 not found'
I repeat, and it intreprets it correctly.
The computer says ' If you must, it is a sexuality ridden place.
I arrive at a website, and in pink text, it says 'There are two inscribed stone tablets. Which do you choose, left or right?'
I freak out here, exit and run outside.
I find a car. I remember the TOTM, and think ' well, it did not say which form the car had to be in!'
I inflate it until it is a balloon, and carry it a few metres, and then throw it with ease.
I turn back now and I see a train running a long a train track right in the middle of the wide path.
I wake up.

NOTES:
I feel ultra happy.
I have found a new way of dream control, via mirrors.
However, I am dissapointed about Terraluna.
Perhaps if I had continued with the script I may have reached it.
Who knows?