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25.02.2011

Simpsons and planes (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
I was Bart from the simpsons and I was with the rest of the family in a huge tower that was also an airplane museum. I climbed it while on a guided tour alonside my youngest brother (from RL, I was also briefly myself). It was a long exausting climb and ther were children from my brother's class and their parents.

Later (as Bart) I saw the planes performing an airshow, and I figured out the tower's terrible secret, they forced the people to work there performing stunts that frequently got them killed and if they tried to escape they imprisoned them in a nuthouse. Because I knew the secret they tried to take me there by car but I jumped off and ran away. The car chased me and I copypasted myself and told them that the copy was the crazy one, but it was hit by the car, flew off and finally exploded.

When they tried to take me back I tried to grab onto someone from my family and I sort of managed it. I flew off and fell down a steep cliff. I tried to slow myself with a stick. At this point I was Lisa and at the bottom of the cliff was Springfield and I realised how much I loved it.

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25.02.2011

My dream is right, since they suck blood mosquitoes make more sense (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

In this dream I alternated between being the guy from Infamous and Harry from the Dresden Files. I was in the city and needed electricity to regain my powers. I was doing battle with someone much stronger than me who used to be my friend so I ran away flying as he chased me.

It was nightime and I entered a foggy area, but he could still hear me so I tried to make less noise. I reached some vampires who were friends of mine (giant mosquitoes qho could talk) and sent them to attack him. The next night I alsa went to a foggy area but he was starting to suspect were I was going.

Morning of April 29, 1973. Sunday.



The original title switched from “Pandora’s Box” to “Little Devils” and back and forth again over time in my extensive childhood journals.

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In my dream, I am in my father’s room in the northeast corner. The white dresser aligned to the north has a large box on it, which I first think is perhaps a treasure chest. It looks quite old. Soon, though, I am semi-lucid and thinking that it is probably Pandora’s Box. I am not certain, though. After puzzling on it for several minutes, I open the chest and back up. Hundreds of mosquitoes fly out of it, but they seem to have human-like cartoon-like faces. Even though they fly out at me and towards me, it is as if I am phased out from the scene while watching, and there is no threat as they seem to fly through or past me to the south.

I am clearly aware that this is a scene directly from Revelations 9:9, 9:10, and so on (“They had breastplates like breastplates of iron, and the sound of their wings was like the thundering of many horses and chariots rushing into battle” and “They had tails with stingers, like scorpions, and in their tails they had power to torment people for five months”), which is supposedly exactly the same story as “Pandora’s Box” in my dream (but of course, it is not in reality). One of the lead “demon mosquitoes” has the face of Hot Stuff from Harvey comics (and many of the other “insects” have similar faces), but a bit paler and almost clown-like, with its tongue sticking out. here is no real fear, just a sense of mild eeriness and a realization of pure silliness in the back of my mind.

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In this dream, I instigate the waking transition myself. There is no threat and I already seem “apart from my dream” while only being aware of the feature of the Hot-Stuff-like “insects”, some of which otherwise resemble clown faces (similar to what I had perceived on a Florida canna lily caterpillar). This dream renders several different waking precursor components simultaneously, flight from the dream state, coalescence (implied - I am never covered by the swarm), opening a box, and the primarily red, orange, and yellow representing sunrise (or more correctly the paths of rays of sunlight in this particular dream). The focus on red in a dream usually means I have been sleeping just a bit too long, which turned out to be true in this case (and was especially true for my dream “Red Rays of the Sun”).