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00:00 GMT – Sleep

Political speech and endangered tribe
A guy I know, who is president of a political party has presented a proposal in the Parliament and he is causing a lot of fuss. [this came from an open letter this guy actually wrote about a petition to present to the Parliament and which I read during the day.]
Then I’m on an excursion with him. On the way to wherever we’re going he is telling a story to all the participants- supposed to be with a moral to it but nobody is taking it seriously. He then looks at me looking for some support and I nod and smile, showing I totally understand what he means. We both look through the window nostalgic, almost as if looking deep into each other.
Then we arrive at a place in the jungle where there’s a tribe whose culture is disappearing. The excursion people are gathered around a table, eating some delicacies they are serving to us and I am completely obsessed about some yellow cookies that are quickly disappearing – I take all the last ones for me!
We’re on some kind of house carved on a stone wall and through a hole (kind of tiny window for the air to pass) I see a tribe kid peeping. I feel curious to meet him and go outside after him. I see an old lady still living in accordance with their traditions but the youngsters I see are polluted with western culture.
I sit down with some kids (don’t know if it the same kid I saw before, these seem older) and we talk about how they live their culture and they couldn’t care less, they don’t feel attracted to the old ways anymore, think it’s boring. I feel sad that we, foreigners, are more aware of the beauty and profoundness of their traditional and wise relationship with the cosmos than they are.

7:00 GMT – Wake up

10/18/2009

Red Dragon Tattoo

I'm at the tattoo parlor and I'm talking to someone about a piece and I see a mural on the wall and they said it was about that big. (I know, makes none sense.) Then I hear my sister calling me from another room. I run to a back room and yell at her to leave me alone, then I get on the phone and text maybe to update Twitter (which I don't use, but Andrea does) or Facebook that Red Dragon Tattoo is a madhouse.

Mexican Wedding Cookies

I'm walking around somewhere in a downtown-ish area in what seems to be another country abroad. I walk into this side door off the street and find that it's a bakery. I look into all the display cases one by one to find something to eat. (I'm really not a big fan of pastries and sweet stuff anyway.) I see against a wall a display of donuts, but I don't want them. Then I see a guy behind the counter making something. I tell him I want some Mexican wedding cookies. At the same time I say this another guy is telling the guy behind the counter the exact same thing! So the guy makes some for us and I taste one. It's like cinnamon sugar. (I've never had a Mexican wedding cookie in my life.) I take my bag of them and dip out of the bakery and into another place. I hide the cookies in a drawer and Andrea comes in. I tell her there's a surprise in the drawer for her. I'm really pleased that I got her these cookies because they're her favorite.

Crazy Cat

(I've been complaining a lot lately that my kitten Charlie doesn't like me.) I'm in a neighborhood that seems like my parent's neighborhood. I'm at someone's door talking to them and I look into their yard and it's not grass, it's all plants like Pansies and other assorted plants... but they haven't blossomed yet. I have no idea what this nondescript person and I were talking about, but then I go into the backyard to chase this cat I see. I pick him up and he's all lovey dovey, then he gets crazy mad at me and jumps out of my arms and runs away. (Andrea said to me that someone else Twittered that they had the same dream last night, too... peculiar.)

Jay on the Phone

(This was Andrea's dream last night... she thinks I may have been talking in my sleep about this and that's why she dreamed this. She thought for sure my phone was ringing all night!) She's in the bedroom and she hears me on the phone yelling at my friend Jay that he'd better do his homework because I'm not going to do it for him and it took me eleven hours to do it!!! (I told Jay and he said "lol tell her she may not have been dreaming! This weekend I had Thursday and Friday off school for fall break and have been doing mad amounts of Spanish homework, so my theory is that the 11 hours figure came from Andrea subconsciously counting how long I was doing homework for. Call me crazy, but I think it's possible.)

Note: I have been having a lot of nights lately where I can't recall much in the way of my dreams, sometimes not remembering any at all. This is getting rather frustrating. I focused on one goal as I fell asleep tonight, I have been intending to go to MoSh's inner world and make sure Asuka is ok, MoSh has suggested she might need healing. I focused on this goal and managed to slip into a WILD…

I was in MoSh's inner world. This was a familiar sight to me, and the appearance of his house continued to remain unchanging. I stood in the yard for a short time before approaching the front door and knocking. The door opened shortly later and I saw Asuka standing there with a bright smile on her face. My first impression was that there was nothing wrong with her, she seemed to feel fine. I did an energy scan and her energy looked fine as well. She invited me into the house where I found MoSh kicked back in the living room watching a big flat screen television. I looked closer and saw it wasn't a television show on there, rather it was a video game. I didn't recognize the game, so I asked MoSh what he was playing. He said he was playing the new Starcraft game. He did a couple more things, dropped a curse word, and then said he had been distracted by me and now he was dead. I muttered an apology, though I wasn't sure how I had managed to distract him enough that he would lose a strategy game like Starcraft.

MoSh didn't actually seem upset about the game, he asked what I had come over for. I said he had indicated that maybe Asuka had needed healing; I asked if she was still in need of healing. He said some extra healing energy could never do any harm, so I might as well go ahead and do it. For some reason I thought it was a good idea to take us all to the healing glen to do the healing, so I opened a portal and took MoSh and Asuka with me through.

On the other side we were in a healing glen, but it was the one in the biodome rather than the one where the Crystal Golem lives. There were a few other people there to include Nomad, Basara, and Pablo, and we all did a group healing. The glen was filled with some very relaxing golden energy. The energy was so relaxing that it felt like I might just wake up right there, but I didn't want to. I was in a lucid dream finally, and I wanted it to last longer than this. I focused on stabilizing the dream and managed to do it, then I opened a portal back to MoSh's inner world. When we exited the portal we were back in the living room, the game of Starcraft was still displayed on the flat screen television as it had been before we had left. MoSh looked at the screen and said he wasn't dead after all and then went back to playing the game. Asuka came out of the kitchen and had a plate full of warm cookies. She said we'd gotten back just in time to have cookies. I helped myself to some cookies, and they were delicious.

Chocolate chip cookies, double chocolate cookies, triple chocolate cookies… they were all delicious. MoSh ate some cookies, too, I saw him eating a particularly large cookie and he seemed to be enjoying it. I ate more cookies and then felt like I was making a pig of myself so I stopped.

I asked MoSh if he wanted to do something now. He continued playing Starcraft for a few more minutes before he said he wanted to keep playing Starcraft, he was having fun with that. I said ok, and then I grabbed him and jumped into the television with him… if he wanted to play Starcraft, let's actually go into the game and play it! It felt like MoSh and I were going through a wormhole. We were going to exit the other side of the wormhole into a Starcraft world.

I don't remember anything past this point. I have the idea that the dream continued, but the rest of my memory of it is a complete blank. So this is the end of my record of this dream.

Morning of April 18, 1965. Easter Sunday.



I am lying in my bed in the morning, seemingly just prior to dawn, but not certain of the date, thinking it may be a day or two before Easter. The Easter Bunny (not seen directly but mentally perceived as an ordinary brown rabbit) had somehow brought me a glass of root beer and heart-shaped cookies with pink frosting. (My unconsciousness is confusing Valentine’s Day with Easter to a certain extent. This has happened in other dreams.)

The Shobijin (miniature twin girls from the 1961 movie “Mothra”) walk across my bed towards where my head is (left side). (I have a sheet over most of my body.) It seems as if they think that I cannot see them. Still, they soon look directly at me and warily watch me drink my root beer and eat a cookie, which tastes sweet.

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For some reason, since early childhood, the appearance of miniature people usually creates a vivid and very lifelike level of awareness (compared to other non-lucid dreams), despite the impossibility and how it does not trigger lucidity.

The Mothra egg (as an underlying influence which did not appear in this dream) is likely associated with Easter eggs. I had seen the movie in February of this year, on the sixth according to research.

My father had a rabbit farm, although rabbits are also associated with being unconscious and dreaming (as in “Alice in Wonderland”) due to most species living underground in burrows. Thus, they can be typified as an induction factor (as here in being the foundation of the apparent backstory) and a second-level dream sign or dream state indicator.

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Although Mothra is a flight symbol, I have not typified the waking symbolism as such despite the appearance of the Shobijin. Still, that is the primary connection of the shift back into consciousness (which is otherwise directly flight-related in over one in five of my dreams, based on RAS and inner ear dynamics while returning to consciousness).

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