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    1. 4 ld. Надпись, отобранная козлёнком.

      by , 05-20-2020 at 02:13 AM
      4 ОС. Надпись, отобранная козлёнком (1 октября 2011).

      Я находился возле общежитий на качелях, причём качели находились с другой стороны дома. Вокруг ходили животные: куры, козы, коровы. Один козлёнок что-то выхватил у меня из рук. Я пошёл у него это отнять. Козлёнок превратился в белого щенка. То, что я отнял, оказалось листком бумаги. Я пошёл по тропинке, пытаясь прочесть, что на нём написано. Спустился в овраг, которого наяву там и в помине нет. В углу оврага было какое-то существо, и я жестом руки запер его там, чтобы оно мне не мешало читать. На бумаге были написаны какие-то цифры и в конце английские буквы. Сначала вначале была надпись 5532...пе - точно не помню. Потом она изменилась на 653....Q. Тем временем я вышел на тропинку возле училища и продолжал смотреть в бумагу, пытаясь думать. На мне появились противосолнечные очки, через них надпись читалась нормально. Больше надпись не изменялась. Я убрал очки и попытался отвести взгляд от бумаги, но понял, что если я это сделаю, то сон прекратится, и я не смогу дальше идти, поэтому я продолжал смотреть на надпись. В голове стали мелькать мысли - обрывки записей с форума. Тут мелькнула мысль, что чтобы сохранить сон надо внимательнее смотреть на предмет. И я решил посмотреть на свои руки. Взглянул на руки, увидел множество линий как во сне «Друг-тень». Количество пальцев на руках было нормальным, хотя я специально их не считал. Тут же появилась в голове мысль, что это точно сон. Картинка сна стала ярче, и более похожа на реал. Хорошо увидел впереди девятиэтажку, а справа училище. Я попытался взлететь, поднялся на пару метров, и меня развернуло в воздухе и выкинуло из сна. Осознание длилось меньше минуты. Буду ещё пробовать.

      Выводы:

      1. Козлёнок превратился в щенка - признак сна.
      2. Осознался из-за надписи на листке бумаги. Что там было записано, точно не запомнил.
      3. Существо в овраге я не видел, но чувствовал, что оно там есть.
      4. Сами по себе на голове появились очки.
      5. Смотрел на руки. Снова много линий. Количество пальцев визуально было нормальным, но специально не считал.
      6. Взлетел в воздух, но полётом управлять не смог.
      7. Когда проснулся, понял что девятина выглядела всё-таки не так, как в реале.
      8. Место действия: Возле училища.
      9. Примерное время нахождения в ОСе 4 минуты.


      4 LD. Lettering taken by a kid (October 1, 2011).

      I was near the hostels on a swing, and the swing was on the other side of the house. Around walked animals: hens, goats, cows. One kid grabbed something from my hands. I went to take it from him. The kid turned into a white puppy. What I took was a piece of paper. I went down the path, trying to read what was written on it. I went down to the ravine, which in reality is not there at all. There was a creature in the corner of the ravine, and with a gesture of my hand I locked it there so that it would not interfere with my reading. Some numbers were written on paper and in the end English letters. First, at the beginning there was an inscription 5532 ... I don’t remember exactly. Then she changed to 653 .... Q. Meanwhile, I went out onto the path near the school and continued to look at the paper, trying to think. Sun glasses appeared on me, through them the inscription was read normally. The inscription did not change anymore. I removed my glasses and tried to look away from the paper, but realized that if I did this, the dream would stop and I could not go any further, so I continued to look at the inscription. Thoughts began to flicker in my head - fragments of notes from the forum. Then the thought flickered that in order to maintain a dream one must carefully look at the subject. And I decided to look at my hands. I looked at his hands, saw a lot of lines, like in a friend-shadow dream. The number of fingers on my hands was normal, although I specifically did not count them. Immediately an idea appeared in my head that it was just a dream. The dream picture has become brighter, and more like a real one. I saw well the nine-story building ahead, and the school on the right. I tried to take off, climbed a couple of meters, and they turned me in the air and threw me out of dream. Awareness lasted less than a minute. I will try again.

      Findings:

      1. The kid has become a puppy - a sign of dream.
      2. Confessed due to the inscription on a piece of paper. I didn’t remember exactly what was written there.
      3. I did not see the creature in the ravine, but I felt that it was there.
      4. By themselves, glasses appeared on the head.
      5. I looked at his hands. Lots of lines again. The number of fingers was visually normal, but specifically did not count.
      6. I took off into the air, but could not control the flight.
      7. When I woke up, I realized that the nine didn’t look like it was in real life.
      8. Venue: Near the school.
      9. The approximate time spent in the OS 4 minutes.
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    2. The Halfway House

      by , 07-20-2012 at 04:57 PM
      I was outside of this little old white house with my girlfriend, lets just call her K, and outside there was movie tickets littered on the ground everywhere. I picked some up and read them, but now after waking up cannot recall what they read. We went into the little white house, which wasn't so little when we went in. There were people in there that I have seen before. They were married and were playfully flirting with each other then ran upstairs to have sex or something. I recognized their faces but not their names. I then realized that I had met them before I started dating my current girlfriend. I met them with my past girlfriend. I've only been in this house in my dreams before. So I'm guessing that this house is only where me and my girlfriend will go together. The two people there came back downstairs and made us this wonderful food. There was mashed potatoes, tacos filled with rice, cheese, beef, and pickles (?). K is allergic to cucumbers so I told her not to eat the tacos or she would get sick, but she did anyways and nothing really happened after that. I never even ate the food (I wish I would have!). That's pretty much all that happened.
    3. 29th Shared Dreaming Attempt - BiscuitHappyz's Dream

      by , 09-11-2011 at 11:10 PM (Lyrics to Lunacy)
      I seem to be having a recall dry spell, and I do not have a clue why that could be. Hopefully I find out and/or recover from it soon. But I did manage to remember one fragment from last night;

      I was lying in my bed, on my back, with my current book, The Black Lung Captain, propped up on my chest. My black reading lamp, perched on the arch of the end of my bed behind me, lit the room with a warm, yellow light. I was paying little attention to the other details of my room, as I was actually reading the book.

      The text was strangely coherent, yet all the the things the booked described contradicted what it described earlier. It was as though I were reading the dream.

      The only thing I remember reading clearly was close the bottom of the left page of the book;

      'Frey moved into the engine room and shoved Matt aside.'

      Of course this make no sense out of context, so in context, that would be;

      'Frey, the impolite captain, moved into his ship's engine room, and shoved Matt, the assistant engineer that is not actually in the book but instead my mind put there, into a pipe, possibly hurting his spine.'

      It is also notable that Matt is the name of a character in another series of books much like the Black Lung Captain.


      That's all I remember. Interesting, methinks.

      Updated 09-12-2011 at 01:55 AM by 49493

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    4. 29th Shared Dreaming Attempt - BiscuitHappyz's Dream

      by , 09-11-2011 at 03:32 AM (International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal)
      BiscuitHappyz's Dream

      I seem to be having a recall dry spell, and I do not have a clue why that could be. Hopefully I find out and/or recover from it soon. But I did manage to remember one fragment from last night;

      I was lying in my bed, on my back, with my current book, The Black Lung Captain, propped up on my chest. My black reading lamp, perched on the arch of the end of my bed behind me, lit the room with a warm, yellow light. I was paying little attention to the other details of my room, as I was actually reading the book.

      The text was strangely coherent, yet all the the things the booked described contradicted what it described earlier. It was as though I were reading the dream.

      The only thing I remember reading clearly was close the bottom of the left page of the book;

      'Frey moved into the engine room and shoved Matt aside.'

      Of course this make no sense out of context, so in context, that would be;

      'Frey, the impolite captain, moved into his ship's engine room, and shoved Matt, the assistant engineer that is not actually in the book but instead my mind put there, into a pipe, possibly hurting his spine.'

      It is also notable that Matt is the name of a character in another series of books much like the Black Lung Captain.

      That's all I remember. Interesting, methinks.
    5. I hate my dreams.

      by , 07-30-2011 at 08:51 PM
      I was in Mabinogi, and in an entrance of a really weird castle. There was four of of fighting these things at the entrance, but only for our own benefit. I was a guy, and my hair was teal, and my outfit was the basic beginner teal/red. I thought it was pretty sexy looking, and the people said I looked the best, but then I looked at another guy which was a tan color and I thought he looked the best. We killed these walls?? And I kept hitting the wrong one.*
      I was in Hl2 and Hannah was either watching or was behind me. I was walking in circles around, but up this really dark and scary ghost ship. I got to the top and everything was so real. Instead of having the bullets disappear when I grabbed them, I opened the ammo package and felt the bullets. I opened pistol and shotgun packages.
      Hannah was completing this oddly colored game. She was ontop, tightroping off of a building where she was either being shot at, or running away. I think she was some sort of elastic. She couldnt get across the pink hologram. Then I tried.
      We were at some scary brown bar. It might of had zombies. As the bar owner demanded we left, We then ended up in the living room. We switched ipads for a very serious reason to get onto pandora. Hannah was on my mills brothers radio station, and I made a new one on hers. She kept disliking all the music on mine, so I got mad and told her, you know you can just switch stations?
      Tags: don't, read
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      non-lucid
    6. Under Ground & Meat Processing Plant

      by , 04-13-2011 at 03:59 AM
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      4-12-11

      Dream 1: Meat Processing Plant
      I happen upon a factory and go inside. It looks old and a bit run down but still operational. I see big machines and climb up on one to see a lot of meat on conveyor belts going into a huge grinder. [I had this dream before and this is where the dream ended because I felt drawn to the danger in the meat grinder.] Climbing down I felt that I worked there and started to clean things up like taking a tree branch out of one of the machines. I walked outside and it was raining very hard now so I went under a covered walkway and thought about all the trees that needed to be removed away from near the factory for food safety. I imagined an inspector telling me that is a good job. I felt like I owned the meat processing plant now. Then I walked into a cafeteria and saw some female workers who were moving tables and chairs to the back. A guy came in reluctantly to help them but he was not supposed to because he already had too much overtime. Then I took a huge fire hose on the ground and helped them wash down the floor so that the place would be sterile.

      Dream 2 : Underground
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      I am walking in an underground hallway to my room. The place looks like it is made of sandstone and the rooms are small. Mine is off to the left, there is no door. Once inside I notice that the wall between the door and the room that gives the room some privacy is still letting the candle on top of my dresser shine out into the hallway. For some reason this bothers me and I check it twice to make sure that the candle is in the right place but it isn’t. I move it to a small candle shelf carved out of the stone.
      I decide to read now standing up and pick up a book I thought was Jules Vern’s 2000 Leagues Under the Sea. Upon opening the book I realized it was written in something like Sanskrit on pages with blue wavy colorings and it is all in poetic verses like the Iliad. I no longer want to read this book.
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