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Airport - I was being checked at the airport going through some place. Felt like it was an arab place. I was with my mum and someone else? The guy checked me fast and asked the arab behind me to remove his head dress and take out his wallet. Someone called me by Suby and I waved behind me. I then put on my socks. I think there was a kid there, like Faizal maybe. I commented about his hair that a haircut was supposed to cut hair, not put more on.

Animals on freeway - There was one part where these creatures were moving down a freeway. They were connected together and there were baby creatures being created along the way. Small turtles or something. They reached a river and bridge and dropped them in

fountain lightning - There was a backyard with a fence around. Then lightning started and we had to bend some of the top corners of the fences down to avoid it getting struck by lightning. Then lightning struck very close by about 3 times. I went to the place and it was a pool of water and then there were 2 guys in it, or they feel in or stepped in. They got sucked under some place and then they pushed out again and swam around weirdly. Finally one of them came out but didn't say anything but a few words. I had to carry him away and he curled up like a baby so I dropped him on a chair next to the place.

chocolate - I dreamed about a store and there was a chocolate section and I found cadbury chocolate from Germany and some other place I thought. I checked the package and was opening it and there was a store lady there and I told her how I had made mistakes buying chocolate before so I was checking if everything was correct. I then was telling someone else I found chocolate there and they said they didn't believe I found any from Holland and we went back and checked and there wasn't any.

There was a part where the scene was like the army grenade range. We had to practice throwing our own shit. The place in front was obviously dirty and stank. We had to walk barefoot too, we were told.

Okay ummmm.... WOW?! What happened to me last night? By far that was my longest lucid dream ever. OK here goes:

Non Lucid

Okay so the non lucid part is all mixed up and hazy but these are the parts I can remember. I realised I was in school which is kinda weird because we just left school. What's even weirder is that I was only wearing my boxers. Okaaaaay so I'm walking around school in my boxers then I think I dropped something on the floor because I remember crouching down to pick something off the floor and thought hmm this looks like a nice place to sleep. At the time I must have thought it was RL and when I woke up I thought did I sleep on the floor last night or was that just in the dream. I was really confused about what was dream and what was reality. Well anyway while I was crouched on the floor going to sleep I must have done the opposite of a false awakening. Having a dream within a dream . I try to imagine it like a normal dream is (dream) and a dream within a dream is (dream(dream)). In this case I woke up from the second dream inside the first dream. So I woke up in my boxers on the floor of my school . I hope you understand what I'm talking about here.

So another part of it I remember is being in mud-land or something with my sister and her best friend. We jumped down some massive tube of mud that was being emptied and down some massive underground tunnel. Why? I'll never know.

Lucid

Ok so far it's all been non lucid. But now I find myself outside my old house. I turned lucid somehow. Okay now it's time to experiment with something I thought. I tried to change the scenery around me to a massive white room to try out some stuff in. It sort of worked. The view in front of me went a patchy white as if the scene had half changed then decided not to. I had to use my arms to wipe off the rest of the old scenery and turn it into the white room. I started to hear my voice echoing when I spoke. I find that saying what I want to happen in my dreams helps it happen. So I turn around and behind me I'm still on my old room. One half of my dream is in the massive white room and the other half is on my road. It's the weirdest thing. So I turned the other half of it into the white room too. Then I realise that I can hear birds singing. "No birds" I said. The birds disappear. Then there's some light rain. "No rain" I said. The rain stops. I really started to appreciate how realistic this dream was. The big white room doesn't last long. I found myself in the town centre and I try to summon people. It works but from then on it got stupid. I tried to summon some other stuff but when I started someone walked up beside me and started pointing at the thing I was summoning and screaming "MODS! MODS!". okaaay then. So everyone disappears and then it gets to the best bit.

I'm outside a building on the edge of a lake with a pier but it looks cartoony. Like it's in Beautiful Katamari style animation. I'm looking out over the lake and behind me to my left there's a kitchen door with a person making burgers in it. He looked like somebody from burger king or something. So I think to myself how about some pyrokenisis. I cup my hand like I'm holding a football in it and really concentrate on making fire. A small blue flame appears in it like the size of one out of a lighter. I fell sort of proud of myself for doing this so I tell the guy that's making the burgers to come and see what I could do. He said something like "I can't I'm making burgers". Yeeeaaah I'm making fire with my mind and all you can think about is making burgers. Idiot. So I try to make a fireball with my mind and throw it at something. I cup both hands as if I'm holding a ball between my hands and concentrate on making a ball of fire. It works but it starts to get really hot. It's not like I'm immune to fire like you would expect. I start getting burnt so I hurry up and throw it. I end up throwing it into the water. Then I try to make lightning. I do the same thing as with the small flame but I concentrate on lightning. I make a small ball of energy in my hand and throw it into the water. For some reason I find myself falling in the water as well. OMG if I fall in that water I'll get killed by the electricity. There's people laughing at me trying not to fall in and I manage not to. THEN (and this is probably the strangest part of the dream) I find myself inside a huge monster's mouth with the burger guy. Seriously? WHAT?!?

Then I think I must have woken up. "MUST GET ON DREAMVIEWS BEFORE I FORGET ANYTHING" unfortunately I probably forgot a lot of stuff. Also at one point I remember half waking up. I was thinking I wonder if imagining you're spinning around when you're halfway into a dream helps induce lucidity? Apparently it does but I don't know if I was truly half awake or if I was having a false awakening.

Anyway that was the best lucid dream I've had. Glad I was able to share it with all of you lovely people .

P.S: I listened to almost the whole of the new pendulum album writing this. Remember how I recently left school? This is the most writing I've done for a loooooong time

I am outside in a semi-arid landscape near a concession building with a large knarley, leafless tree nearby. There are no clouds in the sky and the sun is setting but from somewhere in the sky lightning eminates and strikes at random places around the concession building. I am staning a few meters away but I get the impression the the lightning is trying to hit me. I am able to dodge many strikes easily but it is getting closer and closer. A huge bolt comes out of nowhere and strikes the large knarly tree, splitting it in two and setting it on fire. The lightning mysertiously stops and I go into a nearby tent to sleep for the night.

The next day the remains of the tree and consession building are gone and in its place is a large excavation pit where a young black man with an afro and brown sweater over a white long sleaved shirt and excavating something. His partner is a Latina woman with long black hair, brown shorts and black tank top. We know each other in the dream somehow and they ask me to help them. The have half uncovered a metal framework of some kind and the man is telling me that it is an ancient Hindu temple that was made with metal pillars instead of stone.

The woman starts to uncover some floor tiles and I help her. After many hours we have uncovered system of beautifully decorated floors that have brightly coloured mandalas and other Hindu designs on them.


The dream ends there.

This dream takes place in was a normal looking town except that there are no people around and the sky is perpetually overcast. There was a lake or river or something that the town was situated on and the water was always choppy and murky. I appeared as my dream incarnate Kalima and was wearing a lavender coloured dress, a grey hooded cloak, and had red hair.


I was travelling with Gandalf the White, Legolas, Frodo and old Bilbo Baggins, and two other figures whom I can no longer remember. We were trying to make our way through the abandoned town but it was very dangerous because there were orcs and an assortment of other monsters roaming around. According to Gandalf the White, we were looking for some sort of portal that would take them back to Valinor.

I had a bit of magic, but the world we were in didn't follow the "standard" metaphysical rules and whenever Gandalf or I tried to cast a spell, the results would not be as expected. Eventually the group had to rely on brute strength to fight the monsters we came across, which left me at a major disadvantage because I had neither the physical strength nor a weapon to defend myself with.

The group and I went down one tree lined road and came across yet another group of monsters. During the fight, I hung back and hid between some houses while the men fought. I don't remember seeing exactly what happened, but at some point Legolas' bow broke and he abandoned it. I lagged behind the group and picked up the bow. I scratched some runes into bow and it became a lightning whip. I caught up to the group as they encountered yet another group of monsters in a park filled with willow trees. When I used the whip, it cracked like thunder and scared the monsters away.

The men went on their way without even looking at me and I did not follow this time. I wandered into a small, white house and found a group of children huddling in the basement. This surprised me because I thought that the town had been abandoned. The kids said that they were hidding from the lightning and thunder and I tried to explain that it was only my magical whip.


I cannot remember how they responded because I woke up.

Morning of March 7, 1997. Friday.



In my dream, I am apparently part of a science-fiction scenario, though it is not directly evidenced as being a movie in progress. Much of it seems impersonal and inconsequential to me despite the fanciful nature of the events. It is occurring in afternoon. The situation seemingly relates to invisible aliens coming to Earth to invade and conquer. However, the alien activity seems more like magic or perhaps even the work of one entity, though it is possibly just advanced technology that is being utilized. I feel vaguely puzzled about this situation, though I do not feel threatened at any time.

At one point, hot air balloons that first seem normal transform into brontosaurus shapes and eventually come down to land on the ground, becoming more lifelike. (Curiously, I do not make the association with parade balloons even though this was a probable influence.) Some people seem amused, others alarmed. (There is no focus on what may have happened to the people in the hot air balloons.) Some people remain in the area. Others flee. I remain impassive.

Another scene involves finding a business that may have been taken over and which is also corrupt. I burn some curtains by sending white lightning from my fingertips.

Don Knotts, another actor (possibly Andy Griffith), and I ride together in a car. The trip is uneventful.

There is also a scene where an unknown unfamiliar female has several guns in her house in preparation for the supposed increase of alien activity, which may change the nature of society. My dream fades with no dominant RAS mediation and a soft uneventful awakening.

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Looking at very familiar symbolism in this dream, it is recognized that the depth of my sleep changed a few times, which affected my level of lucidity. The hot air balloons are a combined link to real-time vestibular system dynamics and depth of breathing while sleeping. The balloons coming down to land on the ground signifies sustaining the dream state rather than the waking transition being more imminent. Despite natural vestibular system ambiguity while unconscious, my dream held my focus of imagination with living dinosaurs and aliens, factors not related to waking life.

The main liminal space division (other than the basic implication of ground and sky) features in the scene where I direct lightning at the curtains. The curtains are implied to be over either a window or a door. The liminal space divider is that which keeps the dream self identity as uncoalesced with the conscious self identity (which is why opening a door, normally a dream’s implied exit point or otherwise a shift in the present level of unconsciousness, sometimes serves as apex lucidity induction for me). Additionally, lightning symbolizes neural energy. As my dream self has the ability to produce and direct lightning, I am attempting to bring additional threads of awareness into the dream state, but there is a biological factor that mediates my depth of sleep and level of awareness. My lucidity is only at about fifty percent in this scene where it otherwise remains much less.

Still, the natural RAS mediation never fully dominates. In the final scene, the preconscious takes the role of an unfamiliar female who never uses her guns, which means I allow myself to enter the waking transition without a need for prompting.

My understanding and acceptance of the natural stages of the sleep cycle (and the inevitability of waking) and the dream state in this case prevented a more violent scenario. However, there are many times when I challenge RAS (due to wanting to sleep longer or to hold full control over the dream state) which results in shooting all contents of the waking space (inconsequential of course, other than coloring my mood to seeing my final dream of the sleeping period as frustrating for a short time).

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Morning of September 5, 1982. Sunday.



There is some sort of creature or imp that lives in a cupboard under the kitchen sink at my brother Earl’s house in Florida (though he had not lived there for several years in reality), though which later seems to be in Wisconsin at a motel. My dream and the offset sequence seems to take place in late morning.

The creature, which is apparently made of electricity, projects small bolts of lightning up through the drain somehow (as if the pipe is not there and the creature is directly under where the water would flow). However, I am never directly threatened by the imp and the lightning seems mostly inconsequential. I visualize the imp as probably only being about a foot tall.

At one point, he sounds like a human talking, but with a sort of hollow or metallic sound. It seems that Earl will be unlikely to live in the apartment anymore until the “electric imp” is gone. I do not see this imp at any point, only the smaller patterns of lightning coming out of the drain now and then. Although the imp may be talking to me (though I do not focus on what it is saying), I do not speak at any point in this dream or the following offset segment.

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In an offset dream, though still part of the same sequence (without waking), I find myself in an unknown parking lot (though is possibly near Shopko on the north side of La Crosse). I see Earl sitting in the back seat of an unknown car, on the right-hand side. His face seems distorted, without the potential for it to be a real human face (which my dream self finds inconsequentially puzzling). Still, he reminds me of a handicapped male in a television commercial from years ago, who said, “I’m a little tired. I’m alright though,” when emerging from the water of a large indoor swimming pool.

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The last scene is a transmuted water lowering waking symbol (subliminally associated with someone emerging from water as analogous to leaving the dream state), even though the electric imp was already a factor of water lowering waking symbolism. A parking lot is also a common waking space symbol for me, though typically the second-from-last dream of the sleeping period (as this was) while a porch is typically the final waking symbolism setting of a sleeping period.

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Morning of July 4, 1975. Friday.



I have an old leather-bound book that is entitled “The Annelid War”. In some ways I think it may be science fiction, but in other ways it also seems to relate to a soon-to-air television documentary about an upcoming event. Supposedly, various species of worms become gigantic and fight each other, causing earthquakes. One rises up from the ground at a distance. I am not sure if this is a natural event or related to mutations caused by radiation or environmental pollution. My dream is mostly set outside in my backyard in Cubitis. It seems these giant worms can manifest purple lightning or perhaps draw lightning to a particular area of the ground to manipulate it.

Because of their shape, both snakes and worms have associations with the human intestine and the human spine. Because lightning resembles the human nervous system, this one probably relates to conflicting thoughts, the worms, to me, associated with spinal energy.

Morning of October 17, 1970. Saturday.



It seems to be late morning. I have two small pet bats and I am walking around otherwise on my own in the main part of Arcadia. They are on my arm shooting small but long and forking lightning bolts at each other from their mouths. They express various funny faces when the lightning hits their eyes, mouth, nose, or ears, and eventually even a public US mailbox (which seems important for some reason). There is a vague feeling that I may become embarrassed if this continues in public, but only based on the idea that someone could come along and accidentally get struck by the tiny lighting bolts and blame me. At one point, they sit on my left shoulder (and now it seems as if I am seeing myself while incorporeal) and one licks its “lips” as small lightning bolts from the other bat hit it near the mouth.

As I start to focus more on the mailbox than my pet bats (though I am unsure if I have a letter to mail, though perhaps one my mother gave me to mail for her - though in reality at this time, it was usually my mother that mailed my letters), I begin to wake.

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Note One: The mailbox “seems important” to my mostly non-lucid dream self because it is a symbol for a sustained conscious intent for dream self communication with my conscious self identity to trigger lucidity and augment awareness (first put into practice in December 1966, around age six), though never intended to be rendered literally as here. However, there is duality in this dream (the two bats). This makes me suspect that I am in communication with someone in addition to myself.

Note Two: Lightning is often a real-time dream state metaphor that represents increasing neural activity (dendrite synapse analogy) as a RAS precursor as well as an associated play of the same symbolism based on lightning supposedly “bringing something back to life” (as in the movies “Dinosaurus” and various Frankenstein movies) simply (and obviously) analogous to waking up. (Though in some cases, it reflects physical pain or the residual memory of physical pain.)

Note Three: The very common (over one in five of my dreams) “return flight” waking symbolism factor is here, as the two bats (though they had not been seen flying). In this case, they seem more of an induction remnant, as bats are nocturnal and a symbol of being unconscious. (They are also a circadian rhythms factor which seems out of phase here as my dream’s setting is late morning, probably because of sleeping later on a Saturday yet still focused on the wonder of nighttime.)

Note Four: When Zsuzsanna was a child, her father caught bats in a large jar. Additionally, as there is duality in this dream, I feel that the mailbox is prescient of the fact Zsuzsanna and I wrote to each other before meeting and marrying, especially as bats also symbolize prescience (as in a few other dreams, especially the recurring “Patches” series, which had very detailed long-term prescience relating to Zsuzsanna before I met her or even knew of her real-life existence).

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Resupplemented on Sunday, 8 October 2017.

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