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Morning of June 13, 2021. Sunday.

Dream #: 19,900-04. 2 min 20 sec read.





After letting go of attention to post-hypnagogic navigation (lucid in every sleep cycle long before I ever heard the term), typical residual factors eventually become the foundation of a new dream. Often, staircases emerge from a wall and drop like a Murphy bed to correlate with my transitioning vestibular phasing response. (This process occurs after my first dream of walking and losing my footing with rapid falling, and in another dream signifying my loss of mobility of my arms - sometimes with another dream character dropping something. The third correlation typically displays REM atonia indicators such as a statue or sleep simulacrum as the corresponding feature in this dream.)

I become aware I am an unknown woman in a sheer white nightgown sleeping with her body draped over an outdoor staircase in daylight. I am also a giant tarantula about the size of a person. It is an ambiguous dual perception, though I am more focused as the spider on the woman’s left. I am still both. The building is on stumps with open space underneath, and its outdoor staircase is about five steps, leading to an open doorway into a large empty room with a wooden floor. There is a vague essence of the Arcadia, Florida school grounds in the 1960s, but with no correlation with its waking-life appearance.

I consider what I should do. I am not focused enough to viably navigate my present status, but I recall the dynamics of ASMR and summoning content to stimulate my emotions. I try to create another giant tarantula.

Another giant tarantula (protoconsciousness) appears. Its legs are as big as tree trunks as I hear its loud steps. It is exponentially larger than my tarantula form. It is so big that I only see its legs at times. Although it continues to walk past the part of the building I am near, I anticipate it will look through a different doorway (about 20 feet away), perpendicular to the entrance I am near, and it does. Even so, both my sleeping woman form and my spider form are below the doorway’s line of sight. (In this dreaming experience, I forget that waking a sleep simulacrum sometimes vivifies a dream.)

The giant tarantula speaks in a human voice, “You may be asleep now, but will you be asleep at this time tomorrow?” He is speaking to both my forms. I could pull the woman down the steps, and we could both go under the building and remain there for a time, but I decide not to do this. I do not feel much emotion as it is more like a surreal game.

I decide to leave my sleep simulacrum and run at an angle toward a beach. It feels strange running on my eight legs. I notice a long pipe that is open on its end, but I consider it might be too small to navigate.

The other giant tarantula keeps going in a direction away from me and is no longer in the area.

Now there is a duck hunter at a distance who shoots at me with a rifle with no effect. I consider I will be able to walk on water over the ocean. I think if the other tarantula returns, he will be too big to follow me. Additionally, the man has no boat.

I become annoyed by the duck hunter continuously shooting at me. I shoot small missiles at him from my eyes (REM ocular response) without any effect as my dream fades.

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Non-dream stuff; woke up at around 8:30 and had a dream (the first fragment) but couldn't remember it that well so went back to sleep again and woke up at 10:10 and then came to the computer to write down all of the non-lucid dream stuff below. It took about 40mins to write everything, not counting the notes...

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Dream fragment 1:

I don't remember much here, but I was at a place similar to the house I'm in now, in waking life. It was day, near the end of the day and I was out at the back as were other neighbours. The walls were short, instead of being tall like in waking life and the view was not of a town but of the countryside. This area seemed to resemble an area a bit west of where I live.

There was a black cat. And it was playful and smart and it would catch mice and handle them differently to other cats. At one point I'm sure this cat talked. But something was odd about him, he was too smart and so I grabbed him and realised his fur was not that of a cat at all, even though he looked like a black cat, he was some sort of little raccoon thing that had tricked us and recently there were fires out in peoples back gardens, small fires, and I knew he was the cause, as I saw him play with matches before. I got rid of him somehow, in a way that wouldn't make him return, but I don't remember what I did. (Have the distinct impression I gave him a good smacking for being a cheeky little thing)

Dream sequence 2:

I was in the car with my partner, I was as usual in my passenger seat and we were driving along a motorway. It was night and there was nobody else on the road. At times my perception of vision changed, to outside the car to scenic views of the road. We went around a long corner and I could see mountains in the distnae as well as forest closer by. I remember seeing displays with double green arrows on them, like it was a racetrack or something, but it wasn't, even in the dream's context. As we kept going we reached a part where the 3-lane road was splitting into two 2-lane roads, one which ramped down.

We continued head on and then there were some cars on-coming on one of the lanes and their driving looked a bit funny; as we reached the end of this road segment we realised that had been a one-way 2-lane road and just everyone else was avoiding us.

I remember we were waiting in a queue to get into a petrol station to get fuel, and it was day at this point.

Dream sequence 3:

I remember being at some sort of hall, that looked like a supermarket really, but there were big theatre curtains and lights and I was there supposedly with my partner, but he looked different, though I felt it was him in the dream. Then there was another man, a dream-character I've not seen and he looked smug. He approached us and there was some sort of crew getting things ready for presenting him and in the dream I was aware that my partner had to go with this guy to the stage for some reason. They gave this man the cue to go on stage (which was not raised, since this was a supermarket...) and I peeked from behind the curtain and saw the spotlights focus on him. I looked at my partner saying "come on you gotta get on there" and he didn't say anything and started to look pale white, and I asked some relatives of this other man what should we do and they were shrugging and saying they didn't know.

Eventually we both went on to the stage and the smug man was surrounded by upper-class looking people and when we approached him he smiled at us and welcomed us but we could see he had that "I'm actually really angry" smile.

The next thing I remember was that I was in some sort of mine or cave, and now things looked like a game, but the smug man was here somewhere too and my partner was at a house and I just knew where it was. I got on a mine cart of some description and sped up, trying to "remember" (in the dream context) where to go, going over some abyss on the rails at one point and then reaching a split and deciding to continue going the way I was already going. I reached an end and though the caves were dark I distinctly remember they looked a dark de-saturated blue. The smug man had caught up and was here already, and I was starting to want to get away aster. Here there was a wooden door and for some reason I knew it just led me to more caves so I opened up some interface and "pressed" a H key which made me start using an item or spell.

It teleported me to the house my partner was at, which was like it was out of Hanzel and Gretel but bigger and as a mansion. It was day and there were some clouds. I walked in and told my partner the man was coming. I saw a glossy cobalt coloured camera and went up to it and punched it with my right fist and then grabbed it by the tripod and smashed it against a window until it was nothing. I said to my partner in a fake eastern european accent; "not very good spy" and I smiled at myself. Then I saw through the windows a big blue truck approach. At first I thought he was gonna hit the house, as it was a massive truck and looked like a petrol tanker. But instead he blocked the front of the house with it, but again, job poorly done because I could still use the front door, and I got out and quickly hid somewhere on a bush before he could see me and as he got out of the driver seat I pounced at him, gripping him by the shoulders initially and then attacking him with my fists and he tried spitting on me and blowing on my face and I ignored it and got a claw weapon out and started scratching the man all over (who now looked like a sweaty redneck and not a smug man at all), and he struggled and I saw damage numbers fly all over the place and he asked with surprise something like "how can you deal so much damage?!".

I defeated him and I got in the truck and my "camera" changed to third person view of the vehicle, which was taller than the house and I drove off against some trees that just got knocked down and kept my momentum (that wouldn't happen so easily in waking life) and I realised this was actually a missile truck, loaded with 18 missiles; on a control interface I saw an interesting option of "teleport payload to target" and I remember I could see a top-down view as a map of the local region; I tried the option and unfortunately I could not see the target I wanted in range, so I drove the truck further, into a city. By the time I reached the city I'd damaged the truck a bit with some clumsy driving through forests and some of the payload was gone, I was down to 11 missiles and I was going to look for a target again, when I saw some man in a suit come toward the truck and waving at me all like "oh no no no!"; there was a small sub-station behind him and the dream more or less ended here.

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Some notes:

- The presence of fire in the first dream fragment was probably related to the fact that last night shortly before bed there a car fire out back. So the little mischievous animal was more than likely a representation of whoever might have done it. When I realised the creature was not at all a cat I did think it was very odd, and through most of the dream there was a nagging doubt in my mind about it.

- Throughout the entirety of dream sequence 3, my partner was very passive, and though he did say things back at times, I really don't remember what he said in any detail.

- The map in dream sequence 3 reminded me of Fallout 4 and the capitol wasteland from Fallout 3, as well.

- There were many times through all sequences and fragments which would have been good prompts for doing a RC. Unfortunately the game-like nature of sequence 3 made it exceptionally difficult to question anything, as I was too entrenched in my role. Dream fragment 1 and 2 were the ones that made me think "that was odd" a few times, in the dream.

- The missile payload truck was not at all like anything specific from games I've played but rather was dream-generated, as was were many other aspects of sequence 3.

- I remember a music played when I was on the truck approaching the city, something like "the bad guy's gonna get it! hyaaa! the bad guy's gonna get it!" but it reminded me, even in the dream, of the intro song to the game Borderlands 1 (the music being Ain't no rest for the wicked).

I'm in a room, looking at the window. Bad guy is there, aiming at me. I aim at him with my long rifle, get him in the scope and blow his head off. I'm pleasantly surprised that the gun actually worked.

I'm in Israel. Visiting in some kind of official capacity. Walking through a town, going up a path. Light streaks appear high in the skies. I realize they are missiles. I ask a military pilot, if it's some kind of an exercise. By then I clear some brushes and I see some alien looking flying objects attacking, and getting hit by the missiles.

Me my sister and my half sister are standing in my yard in front of my house. It is pitch dark night. For some reason we are looking into the sky and night clouds form, then we see them form into land in the sky, choppy patterned green beige and orange islands. They are frightened and ask me what is going on, I tell them a storm is coming, but not the usual kind. They are confused by my explanation. I tell them a storm of evil is coming. And I was right, we see two missiles shoot down from the sky from far away, and it lands somewhere and the earth rumbles a little bit, and I bright flash of light shines from of the earth where the missiles landed. I told them now look what forms in the sky, we look and we see symbols, satanic symbols. Evil depictions. My mom runs out and asks what's going on, I tell her to look at the sky, she does and see's all the things, they form and disappear fast and new things form. Then I pointed them all to a part of the sky that seems to have a holy depiction, we are iffy of it but I can tell we all seem relieved by it. Then we all walk towards the house and go into the door into the house and we lose our worry.

Me and and a fleet of around 40 missiles [we are actually missiles] are swimming in from the dark of the ocean, I guess we are on a mission, we need to get onto shore and get the enemy. I see so many of my fellow missiles in front and behind me. We start to see under water mines EVERYWHERE, different lengths some high some low, they barely come into visibility within 3 or 4 feet. Some of the other missiles begin to explode and the water makes this weird ear numbing noise. I think that it's a good thing I'm not straight up in the front, I can go in the path where some already blew up guaranteeing my safety. Then me and this other missile make it to this under water tunnel that has a fan going in it so fast it would chop us, but then the missile in front of me extends his reach like a cursor though the fan and to a on/off switch on the other side, turns the fan off and we both head in. We are ahead of everyone else, I still hear mines going off far behind us. the missile that was in front of me fell a little behind me, so the other fan at the end of this tube I reached my cursor to the other side and flicked the switch to off, and the fan slowly stopped and we passed through. We could see a few other missiles made it to the land via a different route, but they seemed to keep going their own route and me and the other missile were following the yellow soft glow lights that seemed to be leading us. Next we had to go into this dog house that was on the greenest grass I'd ever seen in the most beautiful backyard. It was a little red one with white trim, that other group gathered up too close behind us, I yelled at them to wait as there is a white plug blocking the hole in the floor of the dog house that we need to go down into. I took it out and begin to squeeze down, it was a tight fit but I made it and the others followed, but it was so dark and small under there we couldn't find our way.

Don't remember starting part of dream that much, remember being on an island and that we had to defend something.
The part that i remember starts on the moment where i am in some sort of city with roughly 10-15 floor tall buildings, dunno if still on island but close to coast for sure.
I was in one of the buildings, looking out of the window at some small birds flying around, then i decided to go out of building and climb all the way to the rooftop(somehow), which was successful. After exploring rooftops for a while i jumped down the building, and as i landed i felt different, because i was some sort of creature from spore(or i was it the whole time and noticed only just now).
Don't know the whole look, but i had reddish arms with clawed hands, and i had missile launcher on my back. Either way i knew that i had the mission to attack some sort of base nearby, on the way to it some sort of ally joined me, not remember much of his look other that he was green.
Upon reaching the base, i started bombing it with missiles from my missile launcher, the whole lot of creatures came from the base and i started bombing them as well. There was base commander which had missile launcher too, and he used it as well against me, though it was weaker than mine. Halfway through base destruction, one of enemies asks why we are attacking them, to which i quickly respond with something along of 'move out of my missile range if you don't want to be attacked'(makes sense right?). At this point point bunch of weaker enemies retreat, and more powerful ones start appearing.
I decide that it would be a good point to add some armor, so i add some max hp increasing parts to my arms(those parts don't looked like any part from actual spore), and i actually feel those new parts.
As the battle continues, dream ends and i wake up.

I was in a huge, completely gray room. There was nothing inside the room at all. I heard a robotic sounding voice, like GLaDOS from portal. The next thing I knew there were rockets coming right at me. I dodged all of them, then moved towards some kind of camera thing, hoping they would fire missiles again and the camera would be hit. The AI told me it was smarted than that, and sent out a bomb that spreads a wave of white energy out when it goes off. I ran towards a closet, but didn't make it in in time. I didn't get hit by anything, but I can't remember what happened after that.

I'm walking when I receive a phone call about someone who lives at the location I'm heading to. I tell them quickly that the person they are looking for doesn't live there, then I back it up with telling them my own address.

I get to this building, and Mrs. P is there, and some guards. Someone tells me that I have to put this mark in my hand in order to pass through. "Oh, it's just a lead tracer that passes through your body in a few days". I told them I wasn't going to do that no way, and I wanted to leave. There's this guy at the edge of the street, and he has this HUGE machine gun...looks like it belongs to a vehicle. The guy starts shooting it at us. He's on our side, and one of the guards shoots back at him...he grazes the guys beard and tells him "when you learn how to shoot like that, then you'll be authorized to do what you want to".

Then The guard tosses the guy a rocket launcher. The guy points the rocket launcher up in the air and tear drops a rocket. I turned around before I could see the end results and started running. I heard an explosion, and made sure at the least my hands were over my head. Debris was raining down everywhere, I was just looking for cover. I almost got to a good spot and had to knock something out of the way before it hit my head. Stuff was literally falling down for about a minute straight.

6-year-old Taylor Swift (not famous yet, but getting there) and a 6-year-old brown haired girl (nicknamed Brownie in this post) are both adopted by a lady (Grandma). Taylor is the favorite, so Brownie is my charge/buddy. She's really sweet, but a bit jealous of Taylor. So us two are outside in a park playing, and Taylor and Grandma are inside a CD shop that has no walls about 50 yards away. There are four boys playing basketball next to us, and the ball hits D in the face. He gets all mad, throws the ball the opposite direction, and screams at the boys that if they touch the ball again he will kill them. (D in real life is so nice I'm having trouble believing that it was him) Of course, the boys go get the ball again, D runs after them, I scream at them to stop but they don't, I run and take Brownie with me so she doesn't have to see, eventually the boys outrun D and D passes out from exhaustion and the boys escape mostly unharmed. We run back to the CD shop, I see a bunch of bald men throwing spears at targets mounted on trees. A James Bond-looking guy comes and shows the spearmen his missile launcher. My mind switches to the one of a spearmen, and I'm forced to shoot the launcher. I refuse to shoot anyone, so I shoot a boulder. My mind switches back to my dream character, and I grab Taylor, Grandma grabs Brownie, and we run. Grandma calls me Deida, but as we run a missile comes shooting at us out of the blue. It goes all slow-mo and I avoid it by inches. Another one comes but it isn't slow-mo, but it passes us and hit a brick wall. My view shifts and I see it coming out the other side of the wall, heading toward two freaked-out cartoon sheep.
I always wake up right before something bad happens (luckily)

I had several dreams last night, one of them lucid:

In my first dream, I’m in a field with some friends of mine. I look up into the sky and see some kind of small aircraft approaching. I watch it fly overhead; I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s small but it has all these gadgets attached to it, so I conclude that it must be some sort of drone aircraft. Then I notice a few more in the sky; they seem to be circling. Suddenly, one of them bursts into a bunch of small pieces and I realize that the small pieces are dropping down like small missiles and exploding when they hit the ground. People on the ground are in a panic and running for cover. As one of the small drone planes bursts directly over my head, my friends and I jump into this vehicle (truck?) for cover. But looking up, I see that the small missiles are dropping straight down on us and I know that if they hit the truck, it will explode. So I tell my friends we have to run. We leave the cover of the truck and run towards an area of ground where the missiles have already hit because I know we’ll be safe there. We end up at the top of this 3 story house and have to descend down to ground level to get away.

In my next dream, I’m in the lobby of a big building. I take notice of how detailed my surroundings are and realize that this must be a lucid dream. I do a RC by holding my nose and find that I can breathe through it. I also look at my hands and find them a little deformed. I notice that the carpeting is kind of rough, like sandpaper, so I ask that the floor be softer and smoother. Instantly, the carpet becomes soft and smooth. So I start exploring and find that I’m in some sort of office building of a company that makes gag gifts. I walk around, marveling at the detail and realism of everything, sometimes even back tracking to look at certain things again. This goes on for what seems like about ten minutes. I even check my hands again to see if I’m still lucid and they once again appear deformed. I end up on what looks like a loading dock and tell the dream I need to find a toilet, since I need to go to the bathroom. Looking around, I see that there is a toilet on the floor but it’s not hooked up. So I ask one of the dream figures what they do when they have to go to the bathroom. The DF, a woman, replies, “We just go on the floor”, and points to a small puddle on the concrete floor. I find this surprising and funny, and wake up.

I’m pleased that I had a lucid dream (my third) but disappointed that I really didn't accomplish anything other than walking around. I need to remember to try to focus and tell the dream more what I want (dream tasks). I haven't even flown in a dream yet.