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There is going to be a "history graph" tomorrow (in my Thread-DJ (click)). It won't be totally interesting because I haven't been marking my dreams with the app or actually using the reminders, but it will be a start for what's to come.

I was with Dread and I was lucid. We were in a video game palace room. The room was kind of small, but it had a porch. From the porch, I realized that this room was suspended in air. Some of the walls were made out of leafs, other glass, and some marble.

Dread was lucid as well. We were enjoying each other's company , but this annoying woman was invading our space. Somehow, we knew her name. Her name was Angel.

She kept trying to get in between us and/or kept trying to focus the attention on herself. We eventually managed to push her out of our dream.

I was playing around and showed Dread how I could pull energy out of myself and watch it suspend in the air. My energy was made up of two different elements: Feminine and Masculine. Words were written within the energies, and we watched as they slowly changed and morphed.

At one point, Dread got too excited and woke up. I knew he'd be back in a few minutes, so I spent some time fixing our palace. Some of the marble blocks were falling out of place, so I'd try to push them back in. It was difficult because they wanted to remain where they were, so they'd just snap back into their incorrect positions.

When Dread came back, I snapped to where he was, which was slightly different in terms of scene.

He rekindled my lucidness and we started talking about our dreams together, and the leafy palace.

Here I am not sure if what I said was a product of false dream memory, or if it was really true: But basically, I remembered that this was a common occurrence for us - that this lucid dream of a leafy castle was not the first, second, or third time that we have been here. That this happened often, but the dream memories usually were lost from deep sleep and stress.

I'm not sure whether to believe myself or not. I find that when I am closer to the dream state, AKA experiencing HH or about to enter a dream, I can recall dreams that I had forgotten before, which are verifiable when I wake up.

It was my turn to get too excited, and woke up.

Spoiler for Sleep Graph for Feb 18:

86%
I think I figured out how to mark my lucids/dreams on the graph, but I can only do it when the actigraph is still collecting data.

dream : comments : lucid

6th of January, 2012

I went back to school with Ben and had to buy a tie. After venturing around for a while, I saw this crazy fight between a psychic guy who had glowing eyes and this huge tank of a man. After a while they merged together to form one being and came after me. We were flying around the room fighting and shooting lightning at each other- it was really scary.

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At a theatre performance in this super ornace palace type place- all guilded walls and conices. I was watching the performance and then realised I wasn't wearing any clothes so I ran into the bathroom and hid. Eventually I realised I had to face my shame, so I snuck out but an Indian family wanted to thank me for helping them. They shook my hand and didn't really mention that I was butt naked at all.
At some point during the proceedings I found myself looking at a spiky roof. I tried to do a dream check and my hands were invisible, even though I could feel myself moving them. I tried to increase lucidity and get up, but was paralyzed. I could feel my dream body moving, but my vision was staying the same.I slowly began to realise that I actually had my eyes open in real life and was looking at my roof but was moving my dream body.

Dream 1 (fragment, but the full dream was long):

I woke up withought an alarm and could remember the dream clearly and easily. I hadn't move an Inch yet. Then my mom came into my room to wake me up, and instantly, I couldn't remember almost all but one fragment of the dream. I remember being in a tank from star wars and protecting some palace that was around 3 stories high and long.

Mayatara's Dream

Dogs and cat
With my mom on a car on the highway. We see a disoriented dog on the other side of the road and we're afraid he may be hit by a car. As soon as we can, we turn around to go get him, but when we arrive there it is too late, this dog and another dog we hadn't seen, were squashed on the road.
A bit further ahead we see a wandering cat on the side of the road and we save him from the traffic, but the poor cat doesn't seem very happy with his new situation and as soon as we stop the car on a later point in our travel, he runs away.

Lord Voldemort in 1940's
We keep going through the road and at a certain point we get stuck on a traffic jam at the entrance of some town. I look around and all the cars are from the 40's. I wonder if it's some old car convention, but then I see that people are also dressed as in the 40's and everything around, buses, houses, etc, all are from the past.
I make a silly question to my mom: if she remembers people dressing like that when she was a kid and she clarifies that she ain't that old and I think "Ups, you're right, you were born in the 50's. Sorry!" The mystery of why we were suddenly in the 1940's remained.
The traffic wasn't moving at all, so we got out of the car. People couldn't really explain what was going on, but there were rumors of something terrible happening in the nearby town and of dead bodies all over. Then, an horrendous vision: a dead black baby came floating down the gutter by the side of the road and the ladies screamed and turned away their eyes, horrified.
I decide to go find out what is going on. I leave my mom behind.
At the entrance of the town there is a property with a palace and I feel a really dark energy there, so I go inside to look for the villain. It is Lord Voldemort! Strangely enough, he knew who I was and he was waiting specifically for me. I feel confused for a while, but he had clearly gone through the trouble of dragging me to the past and to a very specific place, causing a lot of chaos, just to get me.
He magically shuts all the exits of this palace and although inside it I have all that I need and he offers me all sorts of gifts, I am not allowed to get out of there. He is working me and playing mind games with me, but I don't understand what he wants from me. If he wanted to kill me, he had many chances of doing so. I try to kill him several times, but I fail and still he doesn't kill me, just threatens me with horrid consequences if I keep pushing him.
Every once in a while he kills someone in front of me or informs me of something horrific he did and I feel my anger growing. That's when I start realizing this might be a "Darth Vader - Luke" kind of thing. He probably wants to recruit me to the Dark Side. I resist the negative feelings and just keep looking for a way to get out or to find a weakness in him that I can exploit.
(Unfortunately, this time, I can't recall the conclusion of the dream...)

I was in my class room talking to my class about the last 5 years at school it was just a retrospective. We talked about who had the best fights and who went out with who and stuff. It was like the oscars.

I was playing Saint's Row 2 and my friend gave me a flying cheat and I started flying around and shooting other gangs but the odd thing was that the gangs were from GTA:San Andreas and I managed to fly all the way from Stilwater (fictional city in the game) and was at Buckingham Palace and there was someone in front of me MY GOODNESS HER FACE WAS NOT CLEAR but she did kinda look like Helena Bonham Carter. I think the Queen was there too.

There was a parade also and I saw lots of people marching in uniform. A military jacket like the one in the pipeline dream.

Hydronic, Noctemconartist, and I had all planned to have a lucid the same night about the same thing and report our different version of it. THe plan was to fight samurai warriors at a Japanese palace. Unfortunately, Hydronic and Noctempconartist didn't have a lucid last night so I was the only was with a version of the story to report. Here it is:

I was talking to one of my friends and decided to do a random reality check. I imagine gravity lifting me up and all of a sudden I shot up! This was a dream!

The first thing I thought of was the plan that Hydronic, Noctempconartist, and I had thought of.

Since I has just done a Flying Tutorial I decided I would fly to the palace. I wanted to try a different version of flying I had just thought of yesterday. I looked outside of the house I was in and stepped into a pond. I imagined the water shaping around me and it shot me up into the sky! I flew straight and started seeing cherry trees everywhere. I imagine the Palace to be just over the hill in the distance and it was!

I landed by a huge cherry tree by the palace and saw how I imagined hydronic and Noctempconartist. Someone else was standing there too.

Hydronic had brown hair and dark blue eyes. He was wearing a dark green shirt and pants that blended in with the environment. He was fairly tall and skinny.

Noctempconartist had bright red hair and Highheels on with a knife tip so she could kick people. She was short but fast.

The other guy, i'll call him Charles, had yellow wristbands everywhere. He wore a yellow shirt, and bright yellow pants.

I had a bright orange top hat on and a suit. I looked down at my hands and my fingers were unusually long.

I laughed. "Are you guys ready to fight the Samurais and get that magical amulet that will let us rule the world?"

Hydronic stared at me blankly, "Toddlers cannot roll in lava you know."

I looked at him and said "Umm..In dreams they can. Come on lets go!"

We headed towards the palace and an alarm went of. Hundreds of Samurai Warriors started marching towards us. I drew my electric blue sword.

I charged forward and jumped up so high, I was higher then the palace. I came slamming down into the ground with so much force I could see tons of the samurai's loosing balance and falling. Everyone else jumped right before I hit so they wouldn't fall. I picked up random samurais and started to throw them into the cherry tree. They disappeared when they hit the tree.

I looked over and saw Noctempconartist floating in the air and her high heels were in her hands. She threw the high heels at incoming samurai's and when the heel made contact with them, they disappeared. She was teleporting all over the place randomly appearing behind different samurai's stunning them.

Hydronic had a green light coming from his hands and little spears came out of the light. The spears had an electric volt going through them and shocked whoever it touched until death. He was doing all kinds of crazy flips and tricks.

Charles had pencils that he was throwing accurately at every samurai that came near him. The pencil were very sharp and has a poisonous tip.

I noticed a wishing well in the distance. I remembered one of my goals was to waterbend in a dream. I summoned the water and a huge amount came shooting towards me. I balanced it in the air until more and more water joined it. There was so much water floating above us, it could fill the palace. I let go of my hold on the water, and quickly made force fields that wrapped around Hydronic, Noctempconartist, Charles, and I. The water came crashing down and all the samurais were washed away.

We headed towards the place and saw an amulet sitting upon a glowing white rock. I picked it up and now could control any part of the world I wanted. I passed it around to everyone.

"Now what?" I said.

"We find the trees that make us orange" Noctempconartist said in a confused voice.

"Um...Okay. Lead the way" I told her.
She disappeared along with everyone else. I walked along the ocean shore for a minute until the I woke up from the dream.


Thanks for reading! For anyone wondering, this was NOT a shared dream. We just wanted to see the different versions of the adventure we had planned out and I have to say, mine turned out pretty good!

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING


23:30 GMT – Sleep

Adventure in Southeast Asia
I am in an exotic country, like maybe India and I feel both the weather and the socio-political scene is unstable. I am staying at this colonial style house that was lent by a friend. We both live in the west and she stays away from this house for months in a row. There had been intense rains and since I was coming to here she wanted me to check if everything was ok and not flooded. It was ok, but intense raining started all over, so I could not guarantee it would stay that way.
There’s also a lot of commotion on the streets and I decide to take the van just outside the gate of the property, ready to leave at any time, just in case something goes wrong and things heat up.
I am also being spied on and followed and I already spotted this guy always looking over my shoulder wherever I go.

3:40 GMT

Some other dreamer’s house and memories?
I am lying in bed, with my laptop and I am checking dream journals and replying to some. I found this guy who found out he is dreaming about some house for some time and he suspects it is the house of some other dreamer. I also find out I have dreamt a few times about his own house or more precisely, some surroundings around his house - it's on top of a mountain or hill and there's a road going there with a little tunnek trhought the mountain.
I am going trough this when I hear some noise. I look around and my room isn’t really my room. I am at this big house, I don’t know of whom. I go out of the room and the noise seems to come from the kitchen which is one or 2 doors on the left. The house is rectangular, with a large hallway in the middle, crossing the house from one side to the other.
Everything is absolutely dark but there’s some clarity coming from under the kitchen’s door. I wonder if there’s someone inside, open the door and after all it is also dark. I assume the light was some reflection, maybe from the moonlight.
When I decide to go back to the room, I suddenly watch this scene as if hovering on a different plane/dimension: a guy is coming down the hallway from the room (just as I did), because he heard some noise in the kitchen. But unlike me, he is surprised by a room mate coming out of the kitchen. He says something like “Damn, you scared me. I didn’t know you were back tonight.” But the other guy was in an incredible bad mood and told him something in the line of “sod-off”. Then the scene fades and I continue down the hallway, back to the room.
Then I am falling asleep in the dream, when the room door opens and I jump up with fright. This time it is my boyfriend P. and I also wonder “I thought you were not coming back tonight!” - I thought I was already awake and he was real, because in RL he was actually not sleeping at home this night.Then I really woke up amidst some confusion.

5:00 GMT

Messing up a palace with crumbles
I’m sitting in an armchair of a palace, eating breakfast cereals from the package and wondering what I’m doing there. Maybe it’s from some friend’s grandparents or something. I look around and think “Hmm, maybe I should explore this place a little bit.” Then a maid appears, looks surprised to see me there doing that – not the behaviour you’d expect of someone living in a palace. I feel embarrassed of the mess I made with crumbles on the chair. I say I’m sorry and promise to clean up later, but she refuses, after all that’s her job so she just moves me away to the side and cleans up the mess. Ok, ok. I get it. I pack my cereals and move on. I am decided to explore the palace but all sorts of distractions cross my path. For example, this lady close to the entrance door wants to know if I remember if she paid the entrance or something like that. I don’t know what she’s talking, but I say I don’t remember, so she gives me money to pay... whatever.

Mirror portal
I am in front of the mirror above the sink in my bathroom. I realise I am dreaming and I sink my hand in the mirror. It was even more clear than usual. I decide instead of plunging there to take some liquid mirror with my hand and play with it. I drop it in the sink and try to solidify it there, but I don’t succeed, it stays liquid. Everything is getting dark and I feel I am loosing lucidity so I focus on the mirror that now transforms into a screen. For a moment I feel my face on my bed and realise I'm sleeping belly down, but manage to hold on the faint dream.
There’s only darkness around and this screen in the middle. On the screen there is a lady in uniform asking me where do I want to go. It looks like a flight company commercial or an interactive help post at an airport. I even laugh saying to myself the lady looks a flight attendant from Lufthansa (german company). I really don’t know where to go and while I think, all sorts of images of places but also just flashlights and patterns succeed on the screen at amazing speed but also amazing clarity. Then a map of the world appears and I am asked where I want to go. Stupidly the first idea that occurs to me is Germany (because of the Lufthansa connection) and I am sucked into the screen. But I can’t hold it steady and I wake up in my bed (or so it seems).

False awakening
I open my eyes, I’m in my bedroom, it’s early morning. Some light already coming in. I look around feeling disappointed with the previous lucid experience. And then I realise my bedroom’s door is open. I always close it to sleep, or else the cat will bite my feet all night. I get up to close the door and check if the cat is inside or outside, but I find it all too strange. I mean, not the room, everything looks just like it should, but the door open when I am pretty sure I closed it last time I woke up and went to the toilet... I decide to reality check and I sink my hand on the wall. Great! I am still dreaming!

Entering Nighthawk's dream
Still in my false bedroom I face the mirror on my wardrobe and decide to continue from there. I like using mirrors as portals, so I think again where I want to go in front of the mirror: from frivolous things to really important things I decide for the frivolous, mostly because I am still training so I have to take it easy. So I decide to go visit Nighthwak. I jump in the mirror, dwell in the voidness for a while and find myself in a lab. What went wrong? But then I see him there. He looks younger and I realise it must be one of his memories, from the university. He saw me eventually and he looked interested in exploring my presence in his dream. He signalled for me to wait a little while, but when he returned it wasn’t really him anymore and I sensed I had lost the connection and was just projecting. The lab was now an open air space, so I decided to move on, since this experience was no longer working.

Trying to escape a collapsing dream
I am walking around in this open air space that looks more and more like a park, with ponds, little bridges over canals, suspended gardens. I am thinking about where to go next and decide I must sit and do some meditation to go back on tracks – in terms of focusing on the really important things to do. But this dream here is kind of collapsing – maybe because it wasn’t mine? The bridges started moving and now end up in the middle of nowhere in the air, two gargoyles in stone detach from this stone balcony and attack me. I feel I need to get out really fast or I will wake up. No mirror around so I think about jumping in the water of the pond. But instead of mirror-like it is now murky, I see strange creatures swimming around, crocodile-like. I don’t feel so attracted to jump on it. Now the murky waters are rising and I’m losing ground. I climb to some brick wall and decide to jump from there to the floor and hope for the best.

End of the adventure
It worked. As I fell on the grass, I sank and landed on some other dream. I was somewhere in the Middle East. Also in a garden. All was shining in warm colours, red and orange, really beautiful and in the end of this garden there was this beautiful and amazing mosque, also reddish. I was stunned with the scenario and thinking that I could sit there. That’s when I saw a group of angry men pointing at me, running in my direction. That’s when I realised I had landed over this kind of big stone or wall, which apparently was sacred for them, or the whole garden was and he fact I’m sitting up there it is extremely offensive to them. As they approach me and start bringing me down from where I was, I ask forgiveness but I am still smiling, commenting with them that their mosque is really something special. They think I’m crazy. Then I realize I have to jump again but they just don’t allow me to do that. I have men grabbing my arms, others grabbing my legs, I can’t move. Shit, I have to develop a method to jump without really jumping, just with thought. And I really need to build a place to go just sit, because dreams are crowded with monsters and armies and just plain distractions to get us away from our objectives.

7:00 GMT – Wake up

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Yesterday was exhausting, so I had difficulties in recalling last night's dreams. On the first dream-phase I know I had 3 or 4 dreams, but no matter how much I try to recall, I just have vague feelings. In the morning all I could remember from these first dreams was one bit that was lucid.

Lucid mirror manipulation
Not a big deal as I have had many lucid dreams a lot more interesting, but hey, it's was lucid so it's important to mention. I got lucid when looking in a mirror. It happens a lot, even if the image is just perfect. There was somebody else with me and I wanted to show this person we were dreaming so I put my hand on the mirror until it became soft and I could put my fingers and hand through it. Then for some stupid reason, I decided I wanted to try its taste! SO I grabbed a little bit of liquified glass in my hand and touched it with my mouth. It got stuck in my teeth, as caramelized sugar and solidified around it. Imagine, glass teeth! I'm sure it would look cool, but the sensation was not so comfortable, so then I lost lucidity trying to get it off my teeth. How stupid.

Guesthouse with lots of guests I know
On my second dream-phase I also don't recall the beggining. But I was visiting some city (recurrent dream I have, always travelling somewhere). I can only remember well from the moment I entered the place where I was lodged. I had to insert a code on the door to be able to enter and I was afraid I didn't know what it was and would have to sleep outside. [semi-lucid] I kinda knew I was in a dream and that is why I had no idea of the code. But I tried the one from a place in Germany where I was staying a few months ago and it worked. Nice. So I entered this place, it was very late in the night and there was no soul around. I went to a room that was available - no idea if it was mine or not, but I had to rest. I thought it was extremely nice place and apparently costed 50 EUR per night, which I thought was not that cheap but also not so expensive for the conditions it had.
I hear some voices in the corridor so I open the bedroom door and I saw a bunch of my old colleagues from the university. Somehow they were now like some characters from Grey's Anatomy. They were interns in med-school (althoug we are actually biologists) and were all leaving in the middle of the night to go watch and learn some important surgery.
I go back to my room and there is this strange vintage curtain over the bed. I pick it up and realise it would make a lovely dress (dresses seem to also be a recurrent theme), so I try to transform it and try it out, when two girls start entering my room. Apparently it was theirs or they are also trying to find one that is empty. But one of them is a girl I know for many years called Diana. We talk a little bit but the conversation ends around the dress I was trying to make. I look in the mirror and I look incredibly fat on it - usually in my dreams I'm incredibly hot - and they seem disgusted, and comment that such nice dress on a fat lady is just wrong. I think that I'm not that fat but didn't realise it was a dream-effect.

The Pope and buddhist monks
Later on I am wandering on this guesthouse which is now huge like a city in itself. I found myself in a part of it that is castle like. I don't remember the details but I am now with my buddhist teacher and some buddhist monks. I am wearing robes like the ones of the monks but actually they have 3 colours: red, yellow and aqua-blue. When I am still starting to figure out how I and them got there, passes by us on a corridor a bunch of catholic priests and monks and then the Pope. Lots of people with candles follow them and we do that to. We all end up on a room. [This was clearly resulting from a conversation I had with my dad during the day. He doesn't accept very well that I'm buddhist so I asked him if he'd feel more happy that I was catholic. He is an atheist so that would be even more hideous to him]. The Pope is conducting a mass and even the buddhist monks are paying attention and respects and I think, maybe I should do the same, but for some reason I don't feel any devotion towards this guy as I do feel for my teacher. Then I hug my teacher wholeheartedly. Of course he is only my projection and that is why he doesn't react. I notice that his robes are the exact opposite of mine (in terms of colour disposition) and I can't help to realise the parallel with the Da Vinci code theory about the clothes of JC and Magdalene on the Last Supper. I hear all of the mass and then the Pope and everybody else leaves. When I pass in front of a giant mirror in a hallway, the way that my half-buddhist robes are now falling, instead of folded, I realise that I look so much like Virgin Mary. And I look beauuutiful.

[ Prince of Persia
I'm now on top of what looks like a curtain wall of the guesthouse turned into castle. There's a lot of commotion on the street down there. The earth is shaking a bit and a huge scar appears on the ground. On the other side of the street there's more of this castle like construction and a gate leading to its inside. There's a big banner announcing Prince of Persia (I guess the movie). A guy appears behind me and invites me to go cross the other castle. Apparently it is already closed as it is night but he knows some way to get inside. I go think about it but first I go back to the guesthouse inside to rest or change clothes or whatever.

Peeing and the black hair girl again
Again in the guesthouse, which is becoming more palace like each minute, I try to find a toilet. I finally get to one but when I'm already going to seat on the toilet I realise there's a girl in the shower. But she is just sitting there, with clothes on and I'm not sure what she's doing there. I look at her and recognise the girl with the long straight balck hair from yesterday's dream on a cave. She just tells me to go ahead and pee. I do it and it actually relieved me a lot. But here I got semi-lucid and realise that I could be peeing myself in bed! I think "I hope not". but continue living the dream.

Marriage
After the toilet scene I was again going up and down exploring the guesthouse and found myself in a huge ballroom where a marrige was being celebrated. Mostly old people were there but also a few youngsters. I realise everybody is looking fancy and I'm on sabrinas with socks and decide at least to take the socks out. Some young girl laughs at me because I took at least 5 socks from one foot. Then I sit on a table with the young people and one the boys invites me for something. Actually I think it's the one that wanted to visit the castle in front. Apparently he is quite a playboy and only the hot girls get his attention so everybody is either surprised or envious that he is flirting me. I mean, not that I'm ugly, but I'm in a palace, on a marriage, with 5 pairs of socks...

Kill Bill
In the last dream-phase of the night I was inside the Kill Bill movie. I don't know if it started before, but remember only being under the ground with Uma Thurman. I felt like I was her but watching her from the outside at the same time. She was pissed and trying to get to the surface. Unlike the movie, in this dream there was a guy by her grave just ensuring she was really dead and buried. Then, like in a zombie movie, she put her hand outside, the guy freaked out but had no time to run, she grabbed him by the neck, beat him up and threw him on the grave hole left by her. He was K.O. for some time but when he was waking up, she threw on him an explosive. His eyes popped out with despair when he saw death coming and she pressed a button and kabum! Then I though - wow, that was mean and I would definetly not do it. I'm just watching, I'm not really her. Then I was not having fun anymore and woke up.

When I woke up and was trying to remember all the details of the dreams to write it down, I then opened my eyes and the face of this girl in black hair was still hovering in front of me on the ceiling. Who is she? Maybe she's been on my dreams for a longer time but only know that I'm recalling many more of them I noticed her presence. Or maybe she is just a dreamer that started now sharing dreams with me. If you're out there, I hope to find you

Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations

The Castle

I was in a large castle. I was a child, no more than about 13. It was night and there had been a murder.

An old man was there with a short white beard and scruffy clothing. He was distraught. The murder victim was his wife. She was a tall plump woman with grey hair and a grey dress.

I was aware that I lived in the castle with these two people. The woman was looking after me. There were other children of various ages around too. Perhaps it was an orphanage?

The man said how his wife had always looked after him and he didn't know what he was going to do now she was dead. There was another woman in the castle who now appeared. She looked similar to the dead woman, but somehow more mean.

Everyone went outside and was looking around in the dark for something -- probably the murderer.

The Prince-ess

I was in a small dressing room in a tower in some kind of palace or castle. I was a female. I looked kind of like Disney's Snow White, but was realistic in appearance and not like a cartoon. I was bummed out because I was just a servant but totally in to the prince.

There was some kind of ball or party going on outside in the large central courtyard. There was a window in the room I was in and I could see all the people. The prince was going to choose one of the female guests to be his wife.

Suddenly there was someone in my room. They were encouraging me to get dressed up and go and win the prince's affections. Alright! It was on!

I somehow became aware that there were guards in the castle/palace trying to find me and kill me. I didn't know why. All I knew is that we would have to work fast!

There was another person in the room now and both the strangers were helping me put on a rather complicated medieval gown. The gown looked kind of like Disney's Snow White again. At least, it was the same red, white, and yellow colour scheme.

All that remained was to go down and woo the prince! But how to get there in time and by avoiding the guards? There was a massive rope that seemed to just hang from the sky -- even though I was indoors. Perhaps I could swing across the courtyard and make a dramatic entrance? Damn right I could!

I exited a door to my left and descended the spiral staircase beyond. I found myself exiting another door on to a roof. Guards were closing in. I could see my target and was about to make my amazingly acrobatic swing...

Wait! Someone stopped me and pointed out that I had a beard! Huh? I looked in to a mirror and she was right! I was no longer a Snow White-esque woman but myself! My usual male self.

But what to do? I decided I better run back up to the room I had just left and shave first...

Note to self: Did I just have a cross-dressing dream?

The Treasure Chest

I was back at Uni. Or rather I was in a room somewhere and the only other people there were people I met back at Uni. For some reason we were planning to build treasure chests! I have no idea why. I intended to construct a giant clam and was planning it out in my mind.

My friend G was there with this guy I didn't know very well or like very much, J. J asked G if he would work with him to help build his treasure chest. He agreed, but said that he wanted me to help too. J reluctantly agreed.

J came over to talk to me. He wanted to know if I even knew who he was. I told him that of course I knew who he was, how could I not? I was alluding to the fact that he's super annoying and hard to ignore. I couldn't help but think about how much I dislike him and just ignored whatever else he said.

Saturday, 26 June 1971. 1,650-M2. 48 second read.



I soar through the blue sky alongside an American black vulture, but I am unwary.

He flies on my left until he dives. I expect him to attack the townspeople below. (There is a vague association with Shakespeare’s “King Lear.”)

The mood becomes cheerful. The “palace” far below appears to be the DeSoto County Courthouse. I hear people cheering and see a ticker-tape parade.

I see people carry the vulture down the building’s outer steps in a palanquin, as he immediately becomes their king. “Pomp and Circumstance” (“Graduation March Song”) plays.

I zoom in. From the left, I see the vulture sitting inside the palanquin. The bird has knees like a human instead of bird legs and wears a crown.

I rise into the blue sky as I wake up laughing aloud.

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Note: People called vultures “buzzards” when I lived in Florida, thus my original title.

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My dream begins with the physiological influence of vestibular-motor sensations (from REM atonia). It changes from spontaneous vestibular-motor responses to controlled and more defined.

The vulture’s flying and diving transitions to his non-flight (becoming more human-like) and descending a staircase.

A crown appears with increased dream state awareness. It reveals higher metacognitive management of the dream state.

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