non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP I am taking pics and for the first time I got lucid from the always obvious dream cue that I can never take a photo. I look around and I am in a city, surrounded by lots of people. I start flying over them. I want to know if any of them is aware we are dreaming, so I tease them, but they all act like zombies who couldn't care less of someone flying, so just DCs with no reaction. I lose lucidity. In my teens, walking down the street with Big Bad Wolf, from school to home. We are adting but in secret. He wants to touch me badly, but our school colleagues are nearby and we don't want them to know. Anyway, he stops like pretending to look at something and whispers that he can't take it anymore. I touch his arm soflty and say "wait". Then he goes past me, inside a gate to some guys' farm, who sells fruits and goes buy something to take home, and use that time to clear his head. One of my female colleagues approaches me and with a smirk says "So, I can see love is in the air". I deny, embarassed, but she doesn't buy it. I keep going all alone. It's getting dark when I arrive at the main road leading home. I spot a couple rats running away and I follow them. They stop at some trash bags lying on the ground, looking for food. They find nothing but tissue and cardboard and start chewing on it. I try to stop them, worried about their health. Then I look for food in my bag, find a couple pieces of bread and give it to them. Finally at home, but not living with my parents. I am in the apartment I lived in near my mother some years ago. I recognize the kitchen, although it is like 3 times its real size and looks more like a supermarket. There are really long shelves on the wall with lots of food. I go check what's expiring, so I cook something out of it and find lots of weird foods I would never buy. Then my mom comesfor a visit and sees some cookies and powdered milk I selected and put on the table and she says she'll bake me a cake with it. Then I am looking for the trash cans and other itens in the kitchen and find a bursted water pipe leaking to the trash cans and all the trash flowing to the floor.
Dream fragment from the 13th. Fragment: I was in some altered version of my old home, in particular it seemed to be centred around my first bedroom in the house but the layout of everything was completely different, and the halls and ceilings were much bigger. Perhaps a reflection of the different perspective from when I was very young (4-6?), but in the dream I was just the age I am now. I think I remember daylight coming from outside. In many senses the physical context of the dream was very reminiscent of my earliest conscious memory of waking life. There were a lot of family characters present, mostly aunts from dad's side and my direct family in itself. I don't remember many of the details anymore but one of the main dream plots was that there was this mouse which was no bigger than my closed fist, minus the tail. For whatever reason, I wanted to build it a nest near the top of one of the walls in "my room". I remember getting some wicker type material to make the nest with, or maybe like hay. But it had a paper-like texture, at any rate. I wanted the nest to be atop a pipe or pole that would be attached to the wall (visually reminded me of a wastepipe) so that the mouse could run up and down to and from the nest. The mouse had typical light brown fur.
Morning of June 14, 2018. Thursday. My current conscious self identity is mostly stripped away and my dream self is cast back into the front yard of my Cubitis home (where I have not lived since 1978). However, the thread of awareness of having Zsuzsanna as my wife is present to a degree and I otherwise feel as myself in terms of age. I can assume that this is meant to be our home in this dream. Semi-darkness might indicate it is night, but the perception of time is mostly ambiguous and not clearly defined as in many other dreams. Precursory preconscious factors kick in, this time rendered as two boys that are mischievously trespassing on our front yard. I am closer to the highway at one point. When I go closer to them, I see they are messing around with two long pipes. I am not certain where the pipes came from. I decide to use one of the pipes as a weapon even though it is about six feet in length. I want to knock them about and make them go out from our front yard. I miss several times, but also strike them on the sides now and then. Eventually, it seems as if they were never there. I find myself in an unfamiliar area that is implied to be our home, but the room is completely unfamiliar. It seems to be a bathroom. The solid pipe I am holding transforms into a hose and the end of it jumps onto the small metal wheel, as if due to a powerful magnetic force, of a white porcelain bathtub that is on its side. The bathtub is on its left side and facing me. The wheel the hose is stuck to is at the upper left in my view. Zsuzsanna is present. It seems a part of the wall fell off to reveal a hidden storage area, where the old bathtub is on the bottom shelf of two large shelves. The bathtub likely belonged to a previous resident. I notice patches of black dirt here and there. There are other items stored inside this section of wall (which seems to divide the room near the middle) that we had apparently not known about. I pull on the hose several times (from the other side of the room) to get it off, but it holds firmly. Finally, I go closer and see it has fully attached in the manner of some sort of valve. I press and pull on a thin, circular piece partly inside a pipe near the wheel of the bathtub after partly pulling off part of the edge of the hose as something gives as air hisses out. I feel the rest of the end of the hose release and come off. Apparently, even though the event seemed magnetic at first, it now seems to have been the result of automatic suction, purposely developed for special parts to somehow automatically connect as such.
Morning I was in a Warframe game. There is a massive Grineer offensive. Evening 10:14pm I was looking at a computer. I was chatting with someone. Mom? Mom was asking me to go home and help. I told her I am. The screen theme is black with some scattered windows. I woke up in the living room. I heard someone. I went out the yard and saw mom in the backyard getting a pipe off a dog house. I went to her. I told her I didn't hear her come in or that she's coming. She said dad told her I'm her (or that dad opened the gate). I told her "But dad is dead." Then I realized it's all a dream, and I immediately became lucid, the dream improved in quality but I felt I was also quickly losing the dream. I hugged mom and music was playing in the background (lyrics, something like "Sana naman"). It sounded happy but for some reason, I felt very sad. A photo popped out or slipped off from somewhere and it covered my entire view. The background is inside a church and the focus is on a woman sitting on the pews, facing towards the right where the altar would have been but it's not the picture. She was reading something, and a white book is covering her face so it's unclear. I felt it was supposed to be mom but she looks more like our aunt (who we call "mommy"). --- Notes: - I've been thinking of going home for a while now. - Dad died a little over a year ago. - Our 10-year-old dog died this month.
I think there were a lot of things on this dream, but I remember just one scene: I was inside a small, square-shaped cyan room, and one wall was replaces by a giant fish tank. There was a giant pipe incrusted in a corner and some fish laying in the floor. It was creepy, but the thing has turned creepier when the blue one flew into me (I'm sure there wasn't water) and tried to kiss me. I slapped the fish, but he returned and I slapped it again. That blue fish was quite strange. It looks like a regal tang-colored angel fish. Well, what do you think it means?
I almost stole a Little Nemo stuffed animal from Family Fair then later in the dream i went into a tattoo shop and was in trouble for stealing a pipe. I didn't steal the Nemo though, i just ripped the tag off. There was also some sort of electronic display where i could delete the item, and i ended up doing that because i felt bad for almost stealing it. The office of the guy who got me in trouble in the tattoo shop was small and had a lot of chairs, the one i sat in was navy blue and had a lot of tears, the whole room was really messy. On one side of the tattoo shop was a LOT of bongs and pipes, in all different colors and shapes. A lot of orange and blue colored ones, lined along these long shelves on a wall of the shop.
I'm driving my mom's car for the first time in a while, and am having a grand old time doing 360s on the snowy road, while avoiding crashing into the other traffic on the road. I turn up a hill to my right and the back end of the car whips around half way, I turn the wheel the other direction, slam it in reverse and put the pedal to the floor, causing the car to do 2 complete spins. I'm heading toward a big snow bank, so I turn the wheel the other way and keep the pedal to the floor. The car starts going back down the hill toward the road. It's really slippery, so I start turning about a hundred feet before the road. Sliding sideways pretty fast now, I keep my foot on the gas and power slide out into the main road. Another car is coming the opposite direction. I do some fancy maneuvering with the steering wheel to get out of the power slide and just barely avoid the oncoming car. Close call there. Now on the main road, I'm just driving normally. Another car comes, but it is really straddling the center line. I move over to avoid it, but it's too far on my side. I spin my car sideways to avoid a head on collision, and just tap the front headlight of the other car with the rear bumper of mine. I pull over into the nearby store to see if the other car is damaged or not. She has already pulled in, and the store owner and her are looking at the car. I get out, turn the car off, and walk up, seeing a bunch of fluid pouring out of the other car. It looks like radiator fluid. At least it's coming out of the radiator, it really looks just like water. The store owner says, "You might want to add some oil or antifreeze to it." The other driver looks at her, gets a really upset look on her face and yells back, "Really?!? Obviously I'll have to add more coolant to it! How could I not?" I notice a pipe has come completely loose. If that pipe could just be welded back on, she'd be good to go. I think about possible repair costs and mechanic labor. Looking at the pipe again, a new pipe might not be that expensive, it's a straight tube going between two fittings. So one pipe, one fitting, and an hour tops to weld it, can't be much more than $200. I'm relieved that it won't be very expensive because I'm broke. Although it's really ironic that I didn't crash at all while messing around, but only when I started to drive safely that something happened...
Optimized 1 minute 45 second read. Thursday morning, 2 October 2014. A Big Fly Crawls From a Small Pipe and Bites Me Dream # 17,454-02. I am in the bathroom of my current real-life home. I recall I need to replace a tap spindle because the shower’s hot water does not turn off completely. (In reality, the spindle threads had worn; the handle turned without tightening.) I focus on an area near the ceiling where a small pipe capped with a bolt juts diagonally downward. (The feature does not exist in reality.) Something undetermined inside the pipe, seemingly alive, is slowly pushing out the bolt. It turns out to be an unnaturally big green bottle fly doing this. It emerges after it pushes the bolt out. (There is no backstory implying how it got inside the pipe.) The fly painfully bites the middle of my right forearm, which I assume may be fatal. Without emotion (because of dream state intuition), I sit at the foot of our bed to wait for Zsuzsanna. An unfamiliar man of about 40 (this dream’s protoconsciousness) sits in our lounge room. I do not perceive him as an intruder. I think he might be here to help me with either the plumbing or my presumed medical emergency (even though such an immediate response would be impossible in reality), but he does not react. Upon waking, I realized my dream’s pain was an exaggeration of “pins and needles” caused by uncomfortably sleeping on my right arm. (I often sleep on my left side, unlike here.) A life form emerging from somewhere, especially an enclosed area, correlates with my anticipation of exiting the dream state. It is as simple as that. The fly (somatosensory anticipation from neuronal energies increasing) emerges from the pipe (REM atonia decreasing through spinal neurons). There is an additional association with achieving arm and hand mobility and strength because I swat at annoying flies in real life. My dream’s beginning exemplifies REM atonia by focusing on a tap handle unresponsive to a hand tightening it. If you still do not understand dream content causality, review the following: I am uncomfortably sleeping on my right arm. REM atonia (natural immobility while sleeping) is also a factor here. The dream state responds to this by presenting a situation where using my right arm (to tighten a tap) is infeasible. Spinal (to the upper end of the “pipe”) motor neurons (“buzzing fly”) increase my awareness of my wrongful sleeping position until pain (“fatal” fly bite) becomes the predominant focus. Sitting at the foot of our bed in the last scene demonstrates metacognition as a precursor to wakefulness.
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Dream - Lucid I was back in time, sometime in my past, though I was still the age I am now. I was at an elementary school. I feel like I was in a group in a classroom. Then, I was outside the school on a sunny day with this girl of about 9 or 10. She was my friend, but I knew that she would soon just stop talking to me with no explanation as to why (this happened IWL a few years ago with a guy I had become good friends with). We were wearing two-piece bathing suits, or at least I was. I was peeing into the stream of water from this garden hose, and it was turning my pee rainbow. It smelled like piss. I feel like the pissing in the hose stream had something to do with why the girl would eventually stop talking to me. ~ I was with my old friend Bret. He had gotten me this really long, white pipe that had like 4 huge bowls on it that stuck out from the sides. I had it stored away somewhere. It was full of weed in each bowl, but the weed looked like salad with chopped up tomatoes or red bell peppers in it. I saw it in the hiding place we had for it in my apartment. I was then somewhere else, not sure where though. I want to say I was at the grocery store. I was afraid Bret was going to go smoke all the weed and not save any for me. I had heard him talking about smoking out of that pipe to someone. I was upset, because I wanted to smoke all the weed. I remember saying something to him about it at some point. I was thinking to myself also that I did not have any weed other than the weed in the giant bowls in that pipe, and I didn't know where I could get more; I always hated trying to find weed. I was anxious to get back home to protect and smoke my weed. I was walking up the stairs to my apartment at some point. It was during the daytime. ~ I was at my old job talking to my friend Kristin who still works there. I figured out she was no longer dating David, but was together with one of my exes, Austin. Interesting. I then saw Kristin carrying a baby. I knew it was her and David's. It was a girl, barely older than a newborn; she was quite tiny, even for being a baby. Maybe she was a premature baby. I kept looking at her, trying to see if she looked mixed, since David is black and Kristin is white, but she just looked white to me. She was wearing a light blue headband with a bow on it. I saw her looking at Kristin, and she winked. I knew that both of her parents winked, so she probably picked it up from them. The wink looked very intentional, and did not match her baby face, however; it looked so adult-like. She then looked at me and winked. Again, it didn't fit the child's face. She then winked again, this time with her other eye, and then again with another eye around where her nose would usually be. That's when I noticed that she had three eyes. I was then with Austin and Kristin inside somewhere. I feel like it had something to do with cars. They seemed happy. I remembered Kristin telling me how happy she had been with David, how she had told me once that she was "on cloud nine" (she did say this to me IWL). I wondered what had happened in the short amount of time I had been gone. Either Kristin or Austin then had to leave, I think Austin. I said something to someone else, Cherie' maybe, about Kristin and Austin fucking. "Of course they've fucked," she said back to me. I wondered how much she liked his big dick. ~ Tried to do some MILD mantras last night as I was falling asleep ("I will become lucid"). Fell asleep doing them. No dice. Up quite early today for work, earlier than usual. I am glad to see last night's dreams weren't totally uninteresting. Hoping for lucidity again soon. Maybe on a morning when I can sleep in a little. Just gotta keep trying.
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My memory of this dream starts from the point where I'm at my university, in one of the classrooms on the second floor. I'm sitting next to my best friend and a few tables to the left I see more of my friends. It seems we're about to have a test and the teacher goes around the room to hand out the exam sheets. One of my friends, Feicko, thinks the teacher is cute and makes a pass at her. I don't remember her response because as soon as I looked at Feicko, I remembered that he wanted to have his own gas station and that I promised to support him. All of a sudden I find myself in my sister's car on the side of the highway and I see some of my friends driving by, and I know they're headed to Feicko's new gas station. As soon as I saw an opening, I joined the traffic on the highway and it just so happens that my best friend is driving behind me in a similar car, the only difference is the color: I'm driving metallic silver and he's driving black. Not far from where I joined the traffic the road bends to the right and I decided to follow it. But then I saw all of my friends exit the highway on the right just before the curb and I immediately step on the brakes, because I don't want to miss this exit and find another way to get back. So I put the car in reverse, back up and take the exit. Now I'm standing next to the guard rail. I can see Feicko's gas station and although it's easy to reach, I stand there wondering how the hell I'm going to get there. Then all of a sudden one of my teachers from elementary school shows up, only to show me that there is a green mini pipe(exactly like in the super mario games) hidden in the guard rail and that the other end is near the gas station. I try to go inside the pipe, but it's just too small and I tell him that. He says that it's not that difficult, you just have dive in it hand first as if you're jumping in a swimming pool. He then proceeds to tell me that the small size sometimes makes it difficult to get to the end of the tunnel and that he once was stuck just before the end. This freaked me out, because the tunnel went underground and if you were to get stuck, no one would find you and you'd die. After this either my memory of the dream or the dream itself ends. Too bad I couldn't become lucid this time, despite all the oddities stacking up in front of my eyes . Well, next time I'll succeed!
Mountains. Climb. Train. Shortcut. One of us can see far. False awakening. lucid. Sleep paralysis. Dark vision of my right arm. AFTERNOON Ticket? French fries. eminor. Book by Rob. A. WES. Many people. Smoke. Trivia. The first and second was easy but I can't light my cigar. Third one missed: I am wrong. A woman asked me if I have research magick 3-1-1. I gave her a blank stare. She said that I'm not the advanced magician she thought I was. Remembered her from a meeting with Rob or elsewhere. Theosophy. She's Rose. She showed me a brown pipe. Asked if they deliver to the province. She just gave it. Her room or sanctuary was borrowed there for a few days. 30% of it? 30% of her soul? Explored the sanctuary. Mind and body retraining.
Thebeastofold's Dream Ive been fighting sa nasty cold lately so ive been sleeping under the influence of nyquil..so only dream fragments this time unfortunately... Fragment 1: I was trying to re-position my big tv but it seemed to be made of rubber and kept flopping and folding in half etc... Fragment 2: i was wandering around the backroom of a grocery i used to work for many yars ago...i found a door behind pallets of goods that to my knowledge wasnt there before..so i walked through it and i was in a strange gym type place, full of cubicles and each cubicle was a different sport or workout station...one was "tennis" and there were 3 or 4 people standing there dressed in tennis clothes holding rackets and talking to each other... Fragment 3: I was walking down an odd hall and i noticed the guy infront of me had a pack of cigarettes in his pocket, so i got right up behind him and grabbed themout of his pocket, then i took a quick right turn and was in another hallway... Fragment 4: i was standing in a large dirt parking lot somewhere, and i was watching a huge RV followed by a pickup truck driving up an extremely steep dirt road that zig-zagged up the side of ana lmost sheer cliff in the distance... Fragment 5: I was wandering around in a huge mansion type place, and everywhere i went there seemed to be preparations for a big party, or something other activity...and i kept running into a guy with a smoking pipe in his mouth...every time i ran into him he would start telling me about something that had nothing whatsoever to do with the house or whatever was going on.....dont rememebr what he said exactly... woke up...
A few weeks ago CM Punk went on a tirade against Vince McMahon and the WWE saying what was wrong with the WWE today, sounding like an old man. In my dream I interrupted CM Punk and said that he should call out everybody in the WWE superstars from RAW and SmackDown and make them fight. He did this and then I said that this is what everybody wants to see and then everybody started fighting. It wasn't only RAW vs Smackdown, it was every man for himself. I jumped and got Alberto Del Rio in his finisher (cross-arm breaker) and people were just fighting. The dream then fast fowarded to the next week where the recap footage was playing and Vince McMahon called me out ,demanded what I thought I was doing blah blah blah. I told him it was in the fans best interest and thats it. Side Note During the assembly of the WWE wrestler I kept seeing the Transformer Cliffjumper in G1 form. I think its because he's red.
Morning of July 5, 1970. Sunday. This is yet another old dream that does not have the “best” title. It actually takes place in a large apartment building (perhaps even a business building in some parts) rather than a house. The title comes from what someone tells me about the place. An older black lady says that “it’s a house of rats, child”. I am aware that some of my classmates are in different parts of the building, in different rooms. It seems we are on some sort of extended field trip and will be sleeping on the floor for at least a few days. At one point, I look through a long pipe and see the large head of a black rat looking up at an angle to the right. It seems almost like some sort of special magnification or realization - it is almost as if this long plumbing pipe (part of an abandoned kitchen, I think - yet also serves in-dream as a sort of telescope-like device). There are a lot of chewed-up old clothes as well as chewed-up crayons and open coloring books in one area. I am not attacked at any point, but there is a very eerie atmosphere throughout. This is a dream I had recorded into newer journals a few times and with a short comic strip format. It is also implied in the dream that the rats are almost as intelligent as people at one point (perhaps as a result of an experiment though this is not defined) and will live there as long as they can, making it impossible for human beings to live in or near the building. They also seem to be multiplying.
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