Morning of August 21, 2015. Friday. I was trying to feasibly do two things at once last night; that is, doing a bit of extra research and writing and doing dream-making preparation exercises (involving image projection and affirmations) during the same time period, which of course, lacks the fluidity of natural dream construction and does not result in extended apex lucidity. Granted, it creates lucidity and in-dream full awareness on one level, but via an unusual perspective and while lacking the otherwise automatic settings and scenes. This particular type of dream is very different than other types, where the dream-making self and the sleeping conscious self are not fully linked as in apex lucidity, yet still as if awake at some levels (and seems to be one of the only types where critical thinking skills are vaguely present at times). Of all the different levels of consciousness, this is probably one of the most annoying. Although surreal events can and do happen, there is no telekinetic ability or abilities involving reshaping of energies. Before going into a fully rendered in-body dream, my focus was a bit unusual. I was in an atypical form of very light sleep paralysis, the type where you can hear audio pulses and see half-rendered dream settings (and even feel light phantom touches), but rather sparse in attention. A young girl’s voice says “hear me…hear me…heal me…” very clearly (actual sound rather than just the felt waveform), which seems almost like “real” contact of some kind. This brings me awake and I ask Zsuzsanna if it was her and she says no, she had not been sending, intentionally or not (and even so, there is often a minor blue flame event when that happens). Eventually, in-dream, I am back at my computer and I know I am dreaming, yet for some reason, I am strictly limited to my physical form in the chair. Of course, being in my dream, the computer is not behaving as it should. I am trying to get to a particular tab in Firefox, but the mouse is not responding very well. So what I do, is peal the tab I am trying to get to off of the actual glass of the monitor. Eventually, I notice about four layers, each related to a particular tab in the browser. The computer monitor starts to separate into several layers of very thin and pliable glass (though more reminiscent of plastic in pliability), and it looks like I may have damaged something. I try to push the thin layers of screen back together and my fingers go a few inches into the screen as the thin sheets of glass are a bit out of alignment. From here, a small white furball with an emoticon-like face, about the size of a white Furby, but with no ears, falls off my desk. It seems somehow alive, as it does hop around a few times, though a bit chaotically. I try to get it to act aggressively or to make a hostile face, but there is no response. It grins at one point and I try to get it to sprout fangs, but nothing happens. This annoys me. Intense emotion is having no effect on my intent to alter dream nuances. I cannot even create a proper “monster”, not even a little one. I get up and go outside where there are three tyrannosauruses sleeping in our backyard on their stomachs (the biggest facing north and along the east fence opposite the public footpath, the other two facing east and west). It seems just prior to sunrise, but there is enough light to see their overall shape and certain other details. Maybe I can get a dinosaur to chase me. That might be fun. I did it often enough when much younger. I try to mentally will the dinosaurs awake, but that does not work. I kick them. Nothing happens. I jump around and kick them several times (even in the eyes) but they do not stir. Finally, I use my last scrap of mental energy and wake one up. It rises up on two legs but soon is “pulled” back into its sleeping form - like an accelerated series of movie frames, with the residual impression that the sleeping form had not moved and its waking form was only a fleeting ghost image, being pulled back into itself by sparse wispy tendrils. Instead of relaxing and staying in my dream or trying to step into a preset scenario, I deliberately “walk out of it” through the fence and make a rude gesture to the three sleeping giants behind me.
Old Mate Robot At a Shopping centre. I see Dennis, and try to avoid him. I see Brodie, and seem to be talking to him from a distance. Im standing around in a car park. I'm at my old house, laying down on my front lawn. I see Roberts sis walk over to dons, with one of her friends. Someone tells me robot is coming. He greets us with weird hand shake. He Pretends to root dads hand. I'm in a car park and I'm spying on robot playing on computer. I thought he may be wanking. He's playing game that's soccer as I see reflection. He's playing against another guy. I got confused, as I thought robot was the other guy. Other guy has a girl with him. I tell robot about seeing his sis and that I jokingly liked her. I sense he's not happy with it. I cOntinue to stir him up. Dave thinks I'm gay. I try to prove to him that I am straight. I wipe ass with toilet paper then put in bag, then wipe it onto clothes. Dream Fragments 1. Flashing dick in front of girl. Is bigger then normal or just looks it from my view 2. I let my dog sleep under my blankets 3. Some of my walls on coc are pink.
Morning of July 29, 2015. Wednesday. My dream before this, as is sometimes the case, is just a bit too surreal to even begin to describe correctly, though I would not say abstract. It involved something about another planet (or perhaps alternate universe) with at least three larger unusual lifeforms, one like some sort of composite of snake, slug, and something else. I and about three others are exploring the area and a couple different creatures approach us (I assume by either scent detection or movement) but there is no direct threat. We actually seem to be some sort of creatures in a couple scenes. It is hard to relate. The region is not that defined and seems somewhat like a miniature mountain and cliff area. One of us as a creature first seems terrified (of the snake-slug-whatever) but others of us (as creatures) are able to communicate with the other creature and it goes on its way. At any rate, I shift into a more “normal” dream and am in a room that (yet again) seems loosely modeled after features from the house in Cubitis (where I have not lived since late June of 1978). This time the carport area is apparently inside the house though the window (of the internal wall) of my oldest son’s room makes it seem like our present home on W Street. (Otherwise his room would be modeled after my room as a teenager). For seemingly the “entire night” I am playing around with some sort of unusual compact disc. It has a pattern on its surface much like the image in this entry on the playing side (rather than more uniform bands of color). For some reason, I “recognize” it as a chaordic disc that can be “played” by randomly moving the mouse so that the laser goes all over the surface through random data rather than just reading it normally. Doing this (and I have no clue why) results as one continuous combined event in various very short pieces of music, voices (mostly female) uttering one phrase, fractal patterns forming out of quickly sequenced images, and so on, with possibly what may even be some correct new form of mathematics related to fractals and chaos-related calculus (which I do not work on as much as I did about twenty years ago). I can clearly hear everything in perfect stereo though the imagery is two-dimensional as on my real computer monitor (and I do not attempt to “project” into the imagery). Again, I am not sure why I have gotten into playing around like this. It may even be originally (at least in one data track) some sort of portmanteau movie though also integrated with scientific data and other features. Some of the images on the screen are cloud forms mixed with Mandelbrot patterns. It is almost like trying to make sense out of watching frames of several different movies at once out of about a hundred total while listening to one or half a measure of various audio recordings. I eventually notice my oldest son’s computer coming on in the next room (via the window in the internal wall) except that it is only white lines slowly appearing in sequence on a black screen as it boots up (as on an old MS-DOS system). I am surprised my son is up so early in the morning to look at his computer (as it is not yet dawn). My computer’s monitor had been facing north (as I am looking south) and my son’s computer’s monitor is facing east. Yet again, I am “fooled” (or I fool myself, more like) into integrating my Cubitis home into a recent dream setting with my typical in-dream amnesia of real-life present locations (as I am not lucid at any point). However, no composite is ever quite the same as any other even after hundreds of variations, which is intriguing in a way.
Irish TV coverage on Conor McGregor Im watching TV in lounge room at my old house. I see my mum who's with me also. I walk over to dad, where he's sitting at a computer. He's watching the news, and it's of an Irish news program. They're talking about Conor McGregor. I sit down and notice a picture of the news reporters smoking with those old school pop eye pipes. I comment on them asking where I could get one from. They respond quickly. I figure they had the intonation hot keyed. Dad goes to respond also. I'm not sure if he saw what I did. We have an argument over him doing a weird thing with the keyboard. He does an alt ctrl del type of move. I try telling him it's not needed. He tells me it gets a quicker response time. A scene flashes by of a car accident. Something has smashed through the car window and Impaled the driver. Surprising Brothel Visit We're driving a guy to brothel as a surprise. We reach the sign which looks to be still winched. We ask the guy if he knows where he is. He does. He's looking around having a laugh. We ask if he is keen to go in. He says Fuck no. He pulls out his phone and begins taking photos and video footage of the entrance and building. We hear someone near by and tell everyone to remain quite and not run. It ends up being the wrong decision as an employer sees us. He looks to be dressed up as a women. He chances back into a man once he begins talking to me. He tells me that we have to leave, and not to tell anyone about the place.mI respect his decision and take it. One of the guys with me says that we should have questioned him asking if we're legally in wrong, and that maybe he would invite us in. Dream Fragment My Grandmother feels forced to have sex with her partner. Her back is sore in the process. I see waves.
Morning of July 23, 2015. Thursday. I am sitting at my computer desk as in real life though the room is mirrored longways (so that the open area of the room is to my left rather than to my right where the end of the desk is now against the opposite wall; however, the rest of the house, though I cannot see it, “feels” the same, as my oldest daughter’s room still, in in-dream “memory”, is to my left on the other side of the east wall). The room is mostly dark as I do not have a light on, and I assume it is nighttime. The more I type with my keyboard (though I cannot recall the nature of what I am writing, though I am fairly certain it involved in-dream affirmations), the brighter it gets, until it is just a “slab of white light” (originally though with a bluish glow). Even though I had not been looking at my fingers, I am somewhat annoyed as it eventually seems too smooth to tap keys correctly. Not only that, the computer monitor (the old large squarish type I still use that is about the length of my forearm) becomes black and blank and I cannot see what I am typing on the screen either. It almost reminds me of a large cloaked head (though not quite ominous). How do people cope with this nonsense? (This is what I am thinking for a time.)
Indian Man Fails Driving Test At home and some Indian kid is doing a license test. He fails. Think Dave is with me and said its hard to pass. I get back from eddy and Germaine I think, and I'm told that the Indian bloke had hit my car (xr6). I get home and check a computer that has stats from me. I tell the fellas I'm checking mine first, then I'll check Indians. Think the car was inside near robs room. Dream fragment I can see the layers of dirt on my face. I scrape it off with a card. There's a lot of dirt coming off of my face. Brother sees me doing in this.
Beautiful Yellow Eyes I was walking inside Main Street shopping center. I felt a bit uncomfortable because of I was wearing pretty average plain clothing. I noticed some others were wearing average stuff, making me feel much better about myself. As I was walking through the shops, I saw a girl (preggers). She was walking near me, and seemed to be looking at me, maybe even saying something to me. I ignored her and just kept walking as if I had not noticed her. Some girl stopped me in my tracks and asked me something. I think she was looking for a new boyfriend or sexual partner. As I looked at her, I was drawn in straight to her eyes. They were beautiful, having a nice yellow look to them. I straight away said "wow, u have amazing eyes. Ur hot". She was decent looking. I think I put my arm around her and walked towards a shop where you could eat. I find myself hearing that she likes men that are endowed. I look towards the wall at a bit of art work which has writing on it. It's talking about an elephant and its long trunk, referring to long penises. We seem to become distant from each other and she goes and starts talking to other men. I see her at a table talking a darkish skinned man. It looks like he has a turban under his hoody. I have some jealously at this point and think to myself something on the lines of "she won't be happy being with a Muslim man". I'm at the same place but sitting at a computer. As I'm doing Internet banking, I feel or know she is looking for a wealthy man. I start to feel sorry for myself because I'm on benefits and don't have a lot to show for myself. A few people come over to use the computer I'm using, which makes me have to move myself off the chair onto the floor. I felt intimidated, but did nothing about it except be a push over. I see that there is 4 or so people at the computer, a few guys & girls. The person nearest to me was a guy. He seemed like a bit of an asshole. I over heard him say that the girl that has the yellow eyes was a gold digger, which confirmed for me that it was true. As we all used the computer, there were hands everywhere over the keyboard, typing whatever they please. I jokingly said about this to them. The computer seems to be an ATM also. I try and withdraw a decent amount of money. I remember stalling a little and I think my dad may have got frustrated. I figured it out quickly. As i withdrew money, the previous people that had used it left their money in there. It made things confusing for me and i panicked. I grabbed all the money and was going to sort things out by myself because majority of money was mine and I wanted to make sure things were right. A man of Asian appearance was thinking it was some what suspicious and wasn't sure about me doing so. The people's money i had were standing in the distance at a counter. My intentions were to get things right and return the money to them. I remember counting my money and freaking out. At first it looked as if all my money wasn't there at first, but as i continue to count, it seems to be adding up I think. I'm now sitting near the old police station across from new station, counting my money. Side Notes EFT - Even though I only remembered 1 dream last night, I deeply and completely accept myself, and will remember all my dreams tonight. Need to use an EFT for recording dreams upon awakening.
I did a quick WBTB coffee and had a super vivid dream. Even though I didn't get lucid, it was still really fun. I am playing some sort of board game that requires you to enter various DOS commands in order to carry out certain actions on an old computer. I am play with an older group that includes my parent and others who are pretty computer illiterate. I decide to somehow convert everything to a Windows platform so that it will be easier for them. I get lost staring at an icon and the screen zooms in, pixelates, then whites out. I am ice skating someplace and I notice the ice is getting slushy and melting. Then Carrie Underwood comes along to give me some pointers, but Daniel Tosh replaced my skates with a child's version. Somehow it makes my legs to where I can't striaghten them out. I feel like my movement and skate abilities has been severely reduced. Carrie is trying to get started and I can't find my other skates so I just do the best I can do. The ice rink is now my living room and I see Tosh outside my window just as he places a webcam to the glass and sneaks away. I'm really annoyed, but I let it go for now. I skate around and feel like a child as Carrie lifts me up under my arms and helps me skate. It's embarrassing, but hey, I get to be up close and personal with her. I'm so girl celebrity crazy in my dreams lately. The ice starts melted and we begin skating on hardwood. It's not working too well so we decide to stop. My mother-in-law is standing to the side with arms crossed. She seems upset she didn't get her turn. I take the skates off and go outside to retrieve the webcam. I make a fist at the lens and act mad but I'm just joking. I'm actually a good sport about it and thank him for letting me be on the show. I'm sure it will be super funny whatever he does with it. As I come back in the house, I see the computer I was working on earlier on a cart on the porch. I feel like I am missing something (lucidity!), but I decide I'll think on it later. I see Carrie still waiting around so I go over to talk to her. I wake up.
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(That I bothered writing down. I've been super lazy about the stuff recently with starting a new job and whatnot.) February 13: Catching cats in a specialized car that has a giant bin in the back for cats to fall into. Driving around on roads and cats are falling from highway overpasses/out of the sky/etc for me to collect. Totally made sense at the time. February 14: At a shady Kia dealership where I bought a car before. Came with my mother, brought my work MacBook with me for some reason and was trying to get on their Wi-Fi. Sleazy car salesman shows up, I want to test drive some of the newer Kia Rios. Leave the dealership on a bus. Start asking people where this bus is going, and nobody will tell me. The scenery changes from desert to snow and starts going up the road to the ice castle from Frozen. I have an 'aha' moment and wake up.
-Forgotten fragment that I didn’t write down because it didn’t make enough concrete sense too. Really annoying when that happens. -We’re at a woman’s house, standing in a room. I’m to her right. For some reason I know her secret - she’s a werewolf. She sneaks a look at me and mouths something, something that’s part of her secret. I think she’s telling me where something is, some keys or something. I wonder if it’s near a full moon, if it’s affecting her. I’m in another room with the woman and another person and we’re looking through some kind of history or genealogy book. In the front, it has really thin pages width-wise and are made of different material, and normal length and paper after that. We’re flipping through it and are excited to see a couple of familiar names, but we turn to one that means something to the third person in the room. Romano Romaine. There was another name before that that I recognized but I forgot it. Jump. I’m playing with a small toy house with a little girl. We end up taking it apart and I have to figure out how to put it back together by myself because she falls asleep. I’m bad at this stuff so I’m worried I’ll get in trouble. Jump. I’m in a room looking over at Spice on some kind of balcony room, he’s on the other side of a clear door and I talk to him. Jump… In yet another room, mom gets on the woman’s computer. The woman is standing in the room too but she’s not moving or look at us in particular. Mom shows me a zip drive and asks me a question with her eyes. I know she’s asking whether or not to download something from the woman’s computer (her secret). I gave a real decisive answer by shaking my head both yes and no (lolol). She puts the zip drive into the computer and a folder opens up full of other folders (about four rows). One is labeled ‘Sarah’. I guess that if the woman gets suspicious, mom can easily show that she’s just looking through her own stuff.
Notes Dream Semilucid Dream shift: #################### I attempted a WILD, but gave up since I was too tired. I went to sleep and had this semilucid dream: I began by doing something I don't remember (Woke up late, no time to write) When I asked myself: Am I dreaming? #################### I was no longer lucid, and was in front of a frameless computer monitor. The full screen was taken up by Jacksepticeye, with the exception of a Facebook chat menu in the bottom right corner with a black box where the chatbox should be. I feel that I want to leave the page to watch some of season 2 of "The Legend of Korra", and in my mind I see a FM of an episode of it; this was an episode generated by my mind in a previous dream. Before I can do this, a video of a teenage girl (about 15) appears in the black box. She and Jacksepticeye are talking with a conversation I cannot recall, before the box goes black again and Jack seems extremely overly-happy, exclaiming that the chat is "so fun" and the people on it are "really nice". 2 identical kids, about 12 or 13, appear in the box. Jack suddenly exclaims "Let me sing a little diddy i know from the year'of 15 of 8 9. At this point, I get up out of my seat, but still try to listen to the "diddy" (which is more of a sort of classical love song) when I suddenly think: wasn't I dreaming? I wake up.
Notes Awake Dreaming Hypnogogic Unsuccessful night. I attempted a WILD 15 minutes before I usually go to sleep, and these were the results: I was lying down, legs and arms straight by my side, my mind clear. Thoughts that did come I just passively swept away. After about 7 minutes, I started to get the feeling that my body was more independent now: that I was more separate from the bed. I waited for another 4 minutes or so when I saw a red blob growing from the outside of my line of sight. When it reached the middle, I was overtaken with extremely strong emotion. (I wouldn't call it fear or excitement or happiness... I guess the closest it came to was surprise.) I started to get the sensation that I was lying on a brick of thick air and I began to feel the illusion of vibrating. I swallowed. Seconds after I did this I fell out of my hypnogogic state. I preformed a few RC's to ensure I wasn't dreaming, then tried again, leading to the exact same thing happening. Here's a Non-Lucid dream that happened at some point that night: I was behind some sort of counter. When I stood up, the perspective switched to third person from the front and I saw Leonardo Da Vinci drawing something with a computer program, me still behind the counter. He got up and walked out of my line of sight, and I got on the computer, perspective still the same. The dream faded out from here.
Something to do with being on my college campus; save for a fancy modern lounge/study building that isn't there IWL. Everything inside of it is blue and white. There is a computer lab that I frequently visit to check e-mail and the likes. Every time I go in there though I find this rubix-cube like object where the center tile on each face lights up and the thing beeps. And every single time I take the thing to lost and found where campus security finds out that it is a bomb. Yet for some reason they never investigate who is leaving the bomb behind or why. At one point I call the actual police and ask them to investigate the recurring appearance of the device. They talk with campus security and say that security cameras haven't picked up anyone leaving them; in fact nobody goes into the computer lab save for me. ... There was something to do with my friend S and an art project that was due in one of my classes. We were sitting in the blue and white lounge building. I panicked because I didn't know when it was due or what day it was; I had been so wrapped up with the bomb issue. I asked him what day it was. He said it was Friday. I nose pinch RC'd twice and became lucid, then woke up.
These late-night skype calls have to stop. There was some long dream about there being a hotel near my house with a beach and a lighthouse on a lake. There were for some reason a bunch of really tall, skinny, pagoda like houses across. I couldn't help but think that they looked familiar, like I had seen them in another dream somewhere. I dropped my computer in the hotel pool. Somehow it still worked when I got it out. I was driving during an intense rainstorm. I can recall swerving to avoid an I-beam that was being washed across the road.
Okay so at some point I decided to try a WBTB, so I started my little alarm clock program and went to sleep. Once again at some insane time. Ended up sleeping through the alarm (wasn't loud enough), but still had a few dreams, only one I can actually recall. non-dream dream lucid ------- Overthegun is here, and he's streaming and he's got >1000 viewers. He's talking a bunch of nonsense. Later on, I'm in some arena that kinda looks like a pokemon arena. I see a fireball come towards me from the sky, and it lands near me revealing a pokeball, which releases a mewtwo or something. ----- Woke up around 1400! Need to sort this out! I've been slacking on ADA yesterday and this is the result. Need to get more motivated.
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