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Morning of November 24, 2013. Sunday.

Dream #: 17,142-03. Reading time: 1 min 54 sec.



This dream began as the typical “watching the sky at twilight” event when interesting and mysterious events occur in the sky, but it became more like an “end of the world” dream. I had intended to reinduce my awareness into a more lucid dream, but it is too warm to focus for very long.

I go outside to look at the sky. There had been reports about signs that the end of the solar system is nigh. I am not concerned, but there is an eerie awareness of humanity ceasing to exist. When I look at the sky, I notice that there are several smaller identical Earth moons in various random areas (about half the size or less of how the moon should appear), with a random cluster of about four lower down toward the horizon. I am trying to understand how the “same” moon can be in several areas of the sky at the same time. I consider that it may be a reflective effect from the sparse clouds.

Zsuzsanna’s half-sister, CRJ, comes out from the house. The setting is like the front yard of the Cubitis house. My mother is present, appearing about ten years younger than my day of birth. (I do not recall that she had died.)

CRJ says, “Oh, look, the sky has gone stupid,” and seems more annoyed than concerned. It does not seem like a newsworthy event to her even though she is working for a radio station (from within the house)?

My mother comes out and looks at the stars. Time passes, and the “stars” begin to move down from the sky at a fast rate, one at a time, like swooping birds. After they swoop down, they rise back into a different position in the sky. Their trajectory seems to be based on the law of reflection as they swoop down and go back up in an “incident ray” path. It seems like I am experiencing the event from the perspective of two people at the same time (my mother and me). It is disorienting. We manage to duck and dodge in a perfect way each time (the source of the ducking and dodging movements seeming to be my mother’s) to avoid being hit by each “star” (which technically cannot be much bigger than a basketball but it “feels” as if it is much larger). I can barely see above my head after a time. One coming from farther away in the sky makes a much wider and “slower” arc. Those directly above go in almost a straight up and down seemingly faster course (somewhat like a bouncing ball).

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There was partial influence from “Slaughterhouse-Five” (from 1972) regarding the scene where the main character is seemingly carried off by a “star.” (That was a result of aliens in the movie. Aliens are not implied to be in my dream’s situation.)

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20.07.2013

Asking Advice from a Mute Person (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking into a classroom, and as usual, I happen to be the only person to come in other than the presumed teacher that's inside the room. Seems that it's early morning for the dream setting, seeing how the chairs are on top of the desks in this room, and only a few lights were on while patches of darkness fills the rest of the room. I believe I left the door half opened, and as I'm going inside the room, I notice a female is nearby, and from peripheral vision alone, I knew she was taller than me, by 3-5 inches taller.

It seemed she was on her way of sitting near her work computer, and she quickly turns around to greet me. The moment she turns around, I fall victim for how she looked. She looked Hispanic, absolutely beautiful and her facade was proportioned to near perfection. The only makeup she seemed to have gracefully plastered on her visage were eyeliners and red lipstick. Before she started uttering a word of greeting to me, I made a presumption that she was a substitute teacher for this classroom. The reason being is that it felt like she was exploring the room a bit before turning around to chat with me.

Her body movements and such clearly wasn't in synch compared to teachers who know what's in the room and know where to sit in the room. She has black hair that's in an updo hairstyle, and is wearing a vibrant orange dress that ends just a few inches above her knees. And as she's turning around and me going through some trance of gazing at her beauty, she asks me a random question,

"Are you an immigrant?"

Lolwat.

It took me a few seconds to start using logic after falling for her looks, and I quickly stated,

"Oh, no, I'm a citizen."

I'm not sure if I gave her a smile along with that, but anyway, she gets closer to me for some odd reason and gets a blanket that she wraps around my face gently. She smiles and casually goes back to sit at her work station, and I begin to notice this blanket is a dark gray color and feels very warm.

I can feel her very essence through this blanket, and I noticed her perfume is covered on this blanket as well. Her smell and the perfume, although this sounds creepy, it was a very pleasurable experience of smelling it. I take my hands and wrapped my face with the blanket more, going through a slight mental orgasm of positive thoughts.

Not sexual thoughts, just thoughts of wanting to cuddle with her, and as I'm going through this random act of appreciate a woman's smell, a part of me eventually realized it was best not to be fixated on it for too long. I put the blanket down, and it seemed this lady was going to leave, and I'm not sure if she was leaving for good or just had to get something.

Either way, the dream quickly shifts to a completely different scenario. What felt would be some cheap romance dream with a teacher that was just maybe a few years older than I was, I'm not some guy with different clothing and with a completely different dream character I had odd fear with. He was dark-skinned, wore a gray sweater with a light gray collar folded neatly along with dark colored pants (can't remember the specific color).

It was as if my competency level was reduced tremendously in this dream, seeing how I literally obeyed, sucked up to this guy's words and commands, and thought he was going to do something bad to me if I wouldn't act accordingly. So while he's being condescending without actually being direct with me, I continue going through random acts of filling out some papers. Whenever I find myself being confused about something, I would ask him and he would just point where to fill out and find information, and the more I needed help from him, the more annoying he was to me seeing how he was so irritated with my questioning.

It wasn't even complicated questions, seeing how my competency level was now equivalent to a 8 year old or something, and he never uttered a word, only pointed and used hand language and gestures. Was I trying to get advice from a person that's mute? If so, then this dream just went downhill.

In fact, either way, it felt kind of weird being looked down upon a mute person, it just felt that no matter what questions I needed help on, he would only just point and shake his head.

*facepalm*

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20.07.2013

Dodging Parts of A Collapsing Roof (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So I'm in this spacious building that feels like an airport, a very huge airport. I can presume that the roof was 100-300 feet from the ground, which kind of felt too much in terms of practical building composition. Even so, it's a good thing it was built that way, seeing as you already notice what's going to happen.

The roof is collapsing without actually showing signs of collapsing, if that makes any sense. Random huge blocks start slamming down to the ground, and in this moment, it doesn't matter what I'm wearing or what I had intended to do, all that matters was just me dodging as much as I can. I had moments where if I were a few seconds too later, my dream body would be "destroyed."

As I'm trying to keep myself alive in the dream, the fear and adrenaline augments rapidly, and unconscious reflexes started to become apparent. After the series of close calls and dodging prowess that seemed like a deus ex machina, I started to recollect my thoughts again, and it seems my first thought was finding if my mother was okay. I started panicking for some odd reason, despite of the inconsistency with her existence in the dreaming life and waking life.

As I'm looking left and right to find her, I start using 360 vision again, or maybe it was just spectator mode where I see her behind me feeling perfectly fine. Seems I wanted to reach my left hand out to her without turning back and held her hand. For a few moments, I felt relieved and at ease with myself.

I turned around and was surprised that she was still alive after all that.

I don't know what happens next.

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20.07.2013

Mini Resident Evil Nemesis (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking inside a house that's fairly dark, and the more I venture through this building, it feels like a mansion. I noticed that a mini-version of the Resident Evil Nemesis is trying to get me is saying,

"S.T.A.R.SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!"

Yeah, time to get out.

Good morning, everybody. I'm sorry I haven't been around in a while. I had a kind of dry spell.

Dream #1

I was at a pool with a group of kids who were maybe around nine years old. The pool may have been indoors. I was in the water. The kids were jumping off a high dive. There were other adults, who sat somewhere around the pool. It was like I was the only adult playing with the kids.

I was encouraging the kids to jump off the high dive and not be afraid. But I realized I was telling the kids to jump while I wasn't jumping. I thought I should be jumping as well.

Suddenly I was at the top of the diving board. There were a line of kids crowded behind me. Then, suddenly, I was descending into the water. A little girl was descending beside me, and I had to swerve somehow to miss her. I plunged into the water.

I again had the thought that I shouldn't encourage the kids to jump if I didn't jump as well. I was again climbing the ladder, which seemed to be rather thin and made of very clean and shiny, chrome-like rails and steps.

I got to the top. I thought I'd be afraid to look down to the water. But it wasn't that bad. I jumped. I wasn't very afraid, but I called out, "Oh, I'm afraid!" to make the kids laugh.

I was now climbing up the ladder again. I was at the back of a smallish line of older boys or boyish-looking adult men. I looked over to my left and saw that there was another high dive.

Both high dives were the same height. But the one on the left was crowded with little kids. It also had a different look. It was all made in some kind of plastic or fiberglass material, like an amusement park ride. And it looked like a mix between a palm tree and a hamburger. In fact, the board area was made to look like the bottom bun, patty, and lettuce and tomatoes of a hamburger, with no top bun.