Morning of July 22, 2014. Tuesday. My dream starts with highly unorthodox fishing. The location seems to be a new composite of our old (and first) home on Gellibrand Street (Clayfield, in Queensland, Australia) mixed with my sister’s old home on Loomis Street (La Crosse, Wisconsin, in America). The main ambiguity of the composite is relative to the porches. There seem to be two couches, both oriented north to south and facing west (assuming the Loomis Street house orientation). One couch is on the porch and the other inside the main room (Loomis Street house living room or Gellibrand Street bedroom), where there are large windows open to the porch in direct view of the other couch. The couch inside the house is like the one I had in Florida, where the seat lifts up and there is a larger storage area underneath utilizing large boxlike compartments. The fishing, oddly enough, can start when I fill the storage area with water. After a time, when the water fills the bottom and a part of the floor somehow (though not very deep), fish may start to somehow come in from a nearby source, seemingly because they can then swim from some sort of channel or conduit near the house into the area occupied by the couch. As bizarre as that sounds, and as aware that I am, I do not catch on that I am dreaming. There is a scene where an unknown dark-haired girl in glasses is on the porch. About three monkeys had been on the back of the couch on the porch. I notice that the foam-like stuffing is coming out from at least two large tears over the top of the back of the couch. It looks as if it had been shredded in that area. I realize that the monkeys had been eating the foam. One is still there and eating some of the foam. The girl also eats some of it while standing behind the couch. I call to my brother-in-law Bob to say that the monkey is eating the foam, and the girl thinks I am referring to her when I say “monkey” and expresses both annoyance and amusement. This situation is not resolved, as I just go back to fishing under the other couch in the house. I watch the water closely and soon notice a fish (which I am aware came through a conduit near the wall or baseboard that connects to a larger body of water somewhere) following my bait in the storage area (as the couch seat is still up), which is a large earthworm I had put on a hook. Even though the water seems shallow, it swims and hooks itself and I catch it. It appears to be a small rock bass. I am also aware of a few other small fish; too small to bother with. After a time, I notice a shadow that seems like a very large fish, although this of course is not logical due to the shallow water. I believe it may be a large snake. I manage to hook it but decide to leave the house, leaving my fishing equipment behind, in case it is venomous. I go into the kitchen and even though I am not lucid, I have full control of some events. The long, larger blacksnake comes into the room, but my brother-in-law will likely be able to deal with it and get it to go back outside. My sister Marilyn (deceased in reality) is also present. I rise in the air and not only do I have precise control of where I am in the air, I am able to stand “solidly” wherever I want in midair in any area of the room. This control is so precise, it is almost hard for me to believe now, when awake. Of course I get as close to the ceiling as possible in case the snake tries to strike, but mostly I move about in standing position in midair at various heights. Standing in midair does not seem unusual at all. In the last part of my dream, when the snake has been forced back outside, I eventually go outside and to a small overpass over a large culvert area, which seems similar to the area my son took martial arts classes but larger and more expansive. Looking down, I see a tremendously large lighter brown serpent moving out from under the arced bridge below. Its head alone is about the size of three buses side-by-side. I do not even think about the extreme unlikelihood that a snake could be so impossibly huge and I see it as the “same” snake from earlier. (I am also aware that I had beckoned it somehow with my expectant waiting and readiness to see it, knowing it had likely left the house but just wanting to be sure it had left the house.) I am not really afraid. I am getting ready to inform my relatives about the snake being outside now when a pickup truck drives into and over it somehow. As the truck goes over it at an angle, leaving deep tire tracks on the top of its body, I notice that this huge serpent is seemingly being “destroyed” because it is like very soft mud. A couple more vehicles go over it, leaving deep ruts on its head and back until it is difficult to tell the giant snake from muddy recesses and inclinations. Over time, the “same” blacksnake from before that had been in the house somehow comes from out of the “mangled” tremendous serpent as if it is still somehow the same snake all this time and it seems unharmed, though slightly sluggish. This may relate, on one level, to my digestive system. I have come to learn that, since early childhood, a snake, depending on my dream (and dream type), is often associated with the intestines (due to the shape and the coiling factor). In this particular case, there are other clues, such as the kitchen (place where I eat and drink), the implied conduit (digestive passage), lifting the couch seat up and filling with water (a possible toilet symbol), eating the wrong food (too much sugar or salt) as the foam stuffing from the other couch eaten by the monkeys and unknown girl, and too much monkeying around and needing to “put on glasses” to see more clearly what I am really consuming. Seeing the snake become huge (a bigger digestion problem than usual), but yet return to normal with focus and drive. A snake, when rendered more realistically, is a main biological RAS waking alert, though does not fully serve that function here. However, I am on a bridge watching it below me. A bridge symbolizes a potential shift in consciousness, so that RAS potential is still a part of my dream’s dynamics.
Updated 10-22-2017 at 05:54 PM by 1390
DreamLucidAwake Ninja Body Guard This dream started off with me standing on the top of a mountain cliff with a girl. I think she said her name was Eriko. The dream was anime style and I looked like Naruto. I think I watched so much of it the day before that I started dreaming about it. I was on a mission to escort this girl to another village and protect her. I was walking near the edge of the cliff and I look down to see a bunch of people at the bottom. They were Leaf Ninjas carrying one of those things that kings travel in because they're too lazy to walk. They were carrying it towards the mountain we were on. Something didn't feel right about them so I tried to keep Eriko out of their sight. She wasn't happy with that though. She actually wanted to meet all of the other ninjas. She ran pass me and jumped down the cliff. She landed on a rock half way down and then jumped off again. I panicked at first because I thought that would kill her. I started thinking about how someone could jump off a cliff like that and not die. I became lucid after realizing the only explanation is that I am dreaming. I jumped down the cliff and chased after her because I didn't feel it was safe. "Hi!" she greeted them. "Are you ninjas too?" she asked. One of the ninjas pulled out a katana and ran towards her. I landed right behind her, picked her up, and jumped back before they could hurt her. She held onto me tight and was really frightened. The other ninja then pulled out their kunai knives and started throwing them at us. I used super speed and jumped back towards the side of the cliff. I started running up the side of it while holding onto Eriko and dodging knives. At the top of the cliff there were a lot of large rocks and boulders lying around. I hid Eriko behind a boulder and said, "Stay here and hide." I walked back into the open and prepared to fight. All of the Leaf Ninja and the Third Hokage appeared at the top of the cliff. The Hokage decided to sit down and watch while the rest of the ninja ran at me. I can't remember many details from this battle. I was moving at a really fast speed during the fight. For the most part I was punching, kicking, and using other martial arts techniques. I also remember there were many kunai knives and shuriken flying through the air. I had to block those with my own kunai during the fight. I was doing pretty well in the battle, considering I only got a little scraped up. After a few minutes of fighting, everyone stopped for a moment. The other ninja looked towards the Hokage, who was now standing on the opposite side of us, away from the cliff. He started laughing and powerful orange energy started flowing out of him. It was very similar to the nine-tailed fox's chakra. He looked like he was losing control, so me and Leaf Ninjas decided to work together to stop him. I made a plus sign with my hands and created four clones. The five of us surrounded the Hokage and tried to attack him all at once. He released a powerful burst of energy and knocked us all away. The clones were killed and I was launched into the boulder that Eriko was hiding behind. After I crashed into the boulder, I fell to the ground, and I started to cough some blood. That hurt a lot. Eriko rushed out from behind the boulder to see if I was okay. I decided that it didn't hurt too badly and got back up. "Don't worry, I'm fine. Just stay hidden." I said to her. I made a plus sign with my hand again and created a clone. I was trying to create a rasengan. Working together, me and the clone created a spinning ball of energy in my hand. When the rasengan was complete, the clone disappeared, and I ran straight towards the Hokage. He tried taking a few swipes at me with his orange aura, but I managed to dodge and flip around them. When I got close to the hokage, he moved all of his energy in front of him to shield himself. I struck the shield with the rasengan. I was slowly starting to break through his shield and energy was being blasted in all directions. I then gave the rasengan all the energy I had to power it up. I blasted straight through the shield struck the Hokage with it. There was a huge flash of light and I woke up. A Giant Snake Problem This dream started off with me being in my old home in Loudonville. Oddly, everything was scaled like 3 times bigger than it was in real life. Just like the last dream, I was Naruto again. I was standing in the living room with Sasuke. The two of us were just watching something on TV at first. Then I could sense something strange behind us. I turned around and there was a giant rattle snake slithering around the other side of the room. I tapped Sasuke's shoulder and pointed pointed at the giant snake. He then pulled out his sword and went into a fighting stance. It was around this point I became lucid. We both ran forward at the snake and it hissed at us. Sasuke tried swiping at it with his sword. The snake grabbed it though and threw him across the room. The snake then turned towards me and was about to attack. I performed the hand signs for the fireball jutsu and then breathed out a large flame in front of me. This damaged the snake a little and kept it at a distance for a moment. While I was breathing fire on it, I noticed that it was putting a lot of extra effort into keeping its tail safe. I realized that the end of its tail must have been a weak spot. "Sasuke! Try to cut off the tail!" I yelled to him. I then lunged at the snake, so I could give Sasuke some time to strike. I grabbed onto the snakes head and started punching at it. This was the best distraction I could think of. Sasuke did the hand signs for his chidori jutsu. He charged lightning chakra into his hand and dashed towards the snake. He swiped his hand over the tail and cut it off. The snake collapsed to the floor and died almost instantly. I somehow lost lucidity after that. I spent the rest of my dream chasing a small white mouse. That's all I can really remember now. End
Morning of September 11, 1969. Thursday. My dream starts with an atypical unseen narrator who says, without emotion: “New York Harbor 1969. The city is a mess”. I am flying over Manhattan in the first scene. I am semi-lucid and vividly aware of curious saxophone and xylophone music (never heard in real life); a series of repeated staccato notes. My sheet music image (only available on some websites with this entry) is close to what I heard in my dream. There is a later version where the third set of eighth notes in each motif is removed, giving a sense of anticipation. On websites where the image is not available, the eighth notes (except for the last C, a quarter note) are: C C C C, C D C D, C D C D, E E E E, E F E F, E F E F, G G G G, G A G A, G A G A, A G G F, F E E D, C. The tempo is about 84 at first, though is accelerando. The music becomes a bit more intense yet with a less audible orchestral sound in the background, as if the volume is turned down though later up again. (This effect has happened in other dreams, usually when the level of dream state awareness changes, as sometimes the closer I am to waking, the less number of instruments are heard.) Looking directly down as I fly, I watch a giant snake swim through the water, moving along on the water’s surface. (As such, my dream’s foundation is the most common form; water induction, as water symbolizes sleep dynamics in real time.) The snake is so large that it knocks aside boats (mostly tugboats) as it moves. However, there is also a brief awareness that the snake is of normal size and the debris is more like small pieces of bark, leaves, and twigs as I seemingly watch the “same” scene much closer to the water’s surface (as if of a small lake) before the implication changes again. At this point I also get the distinct impression that I am standing or hovering in my orb form (while incorporeal) to the left of the doorway in the southwest bedroom (not where I slept) at the same time I am dreaming this (with a vague association with having looked into our full bathtub and toilet while somehow sleepwalking, though I had not been). This bilocated impression (typical of a lot of my childhood dreams) does not continue. Helicopters fly over the Statue of Liberty and there is more news about the attack on Manhattan as apparently giant snakes came from a crashed flying saucer (as if perhaps manlike aliens, though unseen, and possibly from two different planets, lost control of their spacecraft for an unknown reason). There are two kinds of giant snakes that fight each other. One kind seems friendlier to humans. I watch a lot of the monster-movie-like battles though my dream eventually shifts to my home in Cubitis, and my previous lucid threads fade. I am chasing a baby giant snake (which is my height in its upright “S” form) in a southerly direction, from the end of our driveway, near Highway Seventeen, and moving past the west side of our large culvert. The snake is the recurring Pepto Bismol pink that was fairly common in my dreams around this time period (after my mother had me drink it in real life). It is somehow quickly slithering upright like a standing (vertical) letter S and moving much like a swan. I am fearlessly chasing it, to make it leave the area so that bigger snakes do not eventually come by to investigate. Suddenly, when I get past the neighbor’s house a short distance, the snake looks “confused” (and I get the impression of an actual question mark floating in the air over its head very briefly, a curious feature of other childhood dreams, likely influenced by comic strips) and it turns around to start chasing me. I raise my arms up and out as I am now running away, but as if the scene is meant to be comedic or playful. This continues for a short time when suddenly, the snake and I are very good friends. We are now at the end of the driveway, where I first found myself chasing it. I am holding the large snake in my arms like a baby, which is eventually even wearing an old-fashioned pale blue baby bonnet and held within a white baby blanket and is now going to sleep. I am aware that the War of the Serpents will continue, possibly to the point where a lot more regions will be damaged. My parents do not appear at any point, and in fact, I do not interact with anyone I know in real life. Later, I am calm in the presence of a few giant black snakes (though my dream fades when I start flying again). This likely relates to the fact that black snakes were considered good due to a reputation where I lived of them supposedly chasing off rattlesnakes, which seems the main origin of my dream’s otherwise science-fiction theme. This dream has two discernible attempts at subliminal reinduction (a non-lucid attempt to vivify or extend the dream state, though I am semi-lucid when my dream begins). Firstly, my dream begins with typical water induction (my most common form of dream state initiation). A snake is the primary (biological) reticular activating system symbol (RAS mechanism), due to having evolved out of the natural fear that primates have of snakes, and thus RAS renders it as the potential waking trigger (in generating enough emotion as an “alert” for the purpose of waking the dreamer to attend to real physical needs), though a snake will sometimes relate to different factors (sometimes literal) and symbolism depending on the dream type, which only the dreamer could understand the origin and validation of in any case. My first attempt at reinduction (even though I am still in the water as sleep initiation stage, though already with the snake as a potential RAS factor) is evidenced by the music having a similar essence as snake-charming music, to delay RAS waking dynamics. The second attempt is far more obvious and easier to validate. I succeed in harmoniously putting the snake to sleep (which represents willfully though subliminally decreasing RAS dynamics that might otherwise wake me up) at the end of the driveway, which symbolizes the subliminal awareness of eventually needing to wake up and stand at the end of my driveway to wait for the school bus. Dreams are very easy to understand once ignorant superstition and “interpretation” is cast aside in the acknowledgement of what dreams actually are. It should be emphasized that this dream began with conscious choice of first deliberately “stepping into” (and then flying within) my dream’s water-based environment (as I have done thousands of times since childhood and for over fifty years), which is also why the bilocated essence regarding another bedroom (obvious dream state indicator) in our house came into focus. (It should also be obvious that the baby snake additionally symbolizes a mild stomach ache, and the RAS “taming” of it for a few reasons; one, actually being the color of stomach ache medicine, two, being shaped like a human intestine, and three, stomach pain associated with a snake that squeezes its prey.) Edited for clarity and resupplemented on Sunday, 29 October 2017.
Updated 10-29-2017 at 12:53 PM by 1390
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