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dream recall is improving Also, fairly vivid colours and scenes due to WBTB at 4am.

Throwing blue smoke at an invisible person so [we?] can see him (and kill him??)

Baby sitting a 3 year old boy. He shows me a doll in the mirror that isn't there in real life. It is ugly as hell and is wearing a yellow dress. I grab it out of the mirror and squeeze it.

Leaves, cherry picker, 4wd, gutter

Running up many stairs in an outdoor tower/fort. running past backpacks which I know are useful. Possibly on a team with some people. Getting attacked by some brightly coloured animal with small pteradactyl wings [dog? jackal?]

maze building dark, fire torches

31.07.2009

Brains: The Tommy Incident (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So many dreams last night. Like, a ridiculous number. I remember a lot of the details as well, but there's no way I'm writing that much, despite the fact they were all so awesome. There was only one lucid among the bunch, and it was less exciting than pretty much every single non-lucid. Regardless, I think the experiment is working. We'll see in the days to come.

I had woken up. I needed to remove a few illegal files from my fileshare and some sorta web server, because I had just recently been approached by a lawyer on the matter. As I head downstairs I notice something is definitely off. For one, I recall those things being part of a dream I had earlier that night. Two, my body felt heavier than usual. I RCed.

Oh, awesome. Looks like I'm dreaming. Now what? I guess I'll try to summon PTD and eat his brains. I knew he'd be mad if there wasn't a decent fight beforehand, so I layed down and formed a mech-suit around myself. It turned out to be a pretty lame mech-suit. Its only weapon was a wrist blade. When I got up, there PTD was, in a similar mech-suit, just as I was expecting. At least, I think it was him. Hard to tell.

And so, the battle began, in my living room. He came at me with his own wrist blade. I dodged and blocked his arm from coming back around. His other hand came in for a punch, but I grabbed his fist, and went for a sweep, trying to pull him off balance and onto the floor. At that point both his feet were off the ground, but he was still standing. I was like "WTF? You have exceeded given parameters, shut down immediately." Surprisingly enough, it did. The mask came off and it turns out it wasn't PTD. The face was some creepy doll like face, and the most unsettling music started playing.

The doll, spoke, but its mouth didn't move. It said, "I am Tommy, I have committed suicide as per your request, but I will return to have my vengeance." The music was still playing, and I was getting freaked out. I realized the dream was getting out of my control, so in order to save myself from what was bound to be a disturbing experience, I woke myself up.

Morning of September 30, 1967. Saturday.



Regardless of my dream’s setting seeming like a street intersection, there is indoor outdoor ambiguity. (I am unsure if I am inside a large building or outside on an actual street). It seems to be early morning before sunrise. It is dark, but I can discern certain details.

I become aware of what seems to be a Raggedy Ann doll hanging from a noose, though there is some degree of ambiguity where both hanging by the neck and hanging by the waist are considered. I mostly only see the silhouette of the doll itself and the shadow it casts. (My decision that it is hanging by the neck is based on influence from television Westerns such as “Gunsmoke”.)

I eventually get the impression that it is hanging from an overhead traffic light and might be meant to be a street sign. I see its shadow cast upon a wall (which, due to indoor outdoor ambiguity, may be either an external or internal wall). I am also aware of a stop sign in the same general area, but only in octagonal silhouette.

While pondering on why the doll is hanging from a traffic light and who might have put it up there, I slowly wake.

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Appearance of an intersection in a dream is autosymbolism for the neural gating of which occurs during RAS mediation. The indoor outdoor ambiguity validates this as being in the higher region of liminal space (when factors of the real indoor environment including the subliminal perception of really being asleep indoors, not necessarily rendered with bedroom implications, are modulated into the illusory outdoor setting of the dream state).

A doll in a dream is typically autosymbolism for being physically inactive in unconsciousness. Therefore, I can reason that the hanging doll is an emergent consciousness precursor without preconscious personification in this case.

It is the weekend in reality. I have concluded that, since my mother will not be coming in to wake me up earlier for school, the doll represents the emergent conscious factor as remaining passive, which means I can sleep longer or wake (as the intersection symbolizes the choice of), as there is no dominant waking alert factor.

Assuming the doll is hanging by the neck, it would additionally be a possible biological warning relating to incidental sleep apnea (which did not occur in this case), though this condition is extremely rare for me. If by the waist, possibly a warning relating to intestinal stressors (which had not been validated in this case).

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This online dream journal entry was reformatted from the source material, abridged, and clarified on Thursday, 22 February 2018.

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Personal trivia: “The Hanging Doll” was retitled “The Omen” in early 1969. I later changed it back to “The Hanging Doll” in late 1972 to be more descriptive.

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