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Morning of October 22, 2018. Monday.

Dream #: 18,935-02. Optimized 1 min 45 sec read.

As the basis of a false backstory residually originating from the Naiad factor (initial dream state induction), Zsuzsanna owns a sector of the La Crosse River that flows through Veterans Memorial Park and Campground in West Salem, Wisconsin. Together, we sit on the ground at the location. The setting slowly becomes darker, with indoor-outdoor ambiguity.

Eventually, the water has lowered, and the river is gone. I peer earthward at a long narrow strip of soil where the river had been flowing. Dense tape grass covers it, but I think the river is underneath. The riverbed's banks slope into the narrow length of tape grass. Zsuzsanna and I puzzle over where the water went. I assume I need to pull up the tape grass to allow the water to rise and flow again.

Zsuzsanna remains on my left (corresponding with our sleeping orientation). I notice that a section of ground becomes larger as I gaze at it.

With metacognition, I envision and create tiny crocodiles. First, there is one, then several more in a row that continues to the right, facing left (as my body is in sleep). They are not hatchlings but miniature adults about three inches long. I am amused.

"Look at all the crocodiles," I cheerfully say to Zsuzsanna as we study them.

Although they are currently tiny immobile crocodiles, there is a lack of discernibility in the semidarkness.

A flashlight materializes in my right hand. I shine it toward the crocodiles.

They are not crocodiles now but curled dry maple leaves.

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A maple leaf symbolizes peace, defining the temporary status of my protoconsciousness in navigating dream space, not necessarily with waking-life relevance, though dream content often colors one's mood for the day. To clarify, I had summoned crocodiles (as a wakefulness stimulus), yet they are miniature and tranquil, exemplifying a peaceful waking transition (from REM atonia) while morphing into maple leaves.​

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Metacognitive indicators:

Dream state pun: riverbed.

Indoor-outdoor ambiguity frequently occurs as a result of metacognition. Knowing I am indoors while sleeping often integrates into imaginary outdoor settings, creating consciously unresolvable amalgams (simultaneously perceiving two or more places that coexist). This factor is evidence against the asinine "simulated reality" hypothesis.

Sunlight that goes into the eyes triggers the effects of serotonin. Summoning a flashlight is solely dream space navigation and my somatosensory phasing response for this transition, unrelated to real life.

Water lowering is a common dream outcome, usually only in the final dream of a sleep cycle. It signifies leaving the dream state and has zero to do with real life. Water is the essence of sleep. Its dynamics correlate directly with my level of metacognitive navigation.

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I had visions of a red-headed young woman, who was a Sith. Darth Vader's apprentice. She was hurt while on assignment. Later on, I found her (not the all-knowing observer anymore, but as my own character). I still knew what she was, though. I think I helped her up, and wanted to get her out of there. I told her "Lord Vader won't be pleased". I knew her Sith career was finished. The Sith do not tolerate failure. I doubted whether helping a Sith was a good idea. She could hurt me, if she wanted.

I was sitting in the grass, next to a dried out riverbed overgrown with grass. It used to be a big river, reinforced with concrete, and it used to have ships going up and down its length. It looked somewhat post-apocalyptic. I had a little house on the grassy hill next to the river. My mother was there, and told me "they" (the government?) would start working on restoring the river, which would cause quite a bit of noise for weeks/months. I thought to myself that I didn't mind, I rented the place and could leave whenever I wished.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

0:00 GMT – Sleep

Fragment: - Something about people getting a tour around the European Parliament

3:50 GMT

Mother unlove
I am at the square just by the end of the ramp that goes to my mom’s house. [My mom had told me that police goes often around this area and she even heard shots one day.] On the dream I look at all houses, and feel that this specific one in the middle is where the troubles are coming from. Then I see this Saudi Arabian (sorry to the Saudi Arabians, don’t mean to insult, this is clearly prejudice) peeking through a semi-open door. He sees me and looks at me in a way I can’t distinguish if he’s threatening me or flirting with me. But anyway I decide not to stay around to figure out.
I go up the ramp and realise I’m wearing my ugliest pijama [which I don’t even have anymore] and floating in a really strange way – if anybody sees me, will think I’m such a freak, but if in the past I would feel totally embarrassed, now I just try not to care. Instead I think how awesome is the contortionism I am doing. I look like some alien animal.
I arrive at my mom’s building and check the mail box, trying to hurry before someone else comes [a recurrent dream for years]. Then outside I see this weird baby crawling on the pavement. It has the body of a baby, but the head of an older little girl who already talks. I pick her up and ask her what’s she doing here alone. She then tells me her mother totally ignores her. She loves her but has made vows to just cuddle her and give her care after she is baptised, so this baby girl never received mother love. I find that really stupid. I take care of her until parents arrive [also a recurrent dream] and think her mother will be upset that I’m being loving towards her baby. But she is cool about it. She doesn’t mind others do it, she just doesn’t. I then see it from the mother’s perspective and realise what a great detachment practice she is doing and I even admire her for her strength, but still I don’t think it’s fair for the baby.

Sex everyday
My boyfriend then appears and I talk to him about this previous dream baby-mother story. Then he informs me about some letter he received (from some girl, I presume) and he asks me if I feel jealous. I say I am ok, I trust him. Then he says he was with this guy from work who cannot be one day without sex and was freaking out because he skipped one day. He told me he had told him he had to be joking. He explained how for example he doesn’t see me for prolonged periods of time and he doesn’t freak out about it. And the other guy told him it wasn’t healthy not to have sex everyday and that he should have a backup for when I’m not around. Then I started looking at him a bit annoyed, not knowing why he was bringing this conversation up. Did he intend to tell me something?

4:30 GMT

Epic flood
I am part of a research team that is predicting extreme weather events. At the moment there’s a catastrophic drought where we are but we predict that a huge flood, of biblical proportions. Then the head scientist goes nuts and decides to leave the team to build an ark. But not like the naïve Noah’s ark, it’s a fully equipped, ultra-modern submarine. At some point we all get involved in helping. He is building it on top of this canyon, which used to be a riverbed and is now a completely dry valley. People have settled houses on its bottom and we predict that it will be flooded and all the people will die if they don’t get out of there. Then one day, when the sub is ready, just needing minor adjustments, I see this gigantic wall of water wiping through the valley and people running and screaming, but they stand no chance.
Only a few who were around the sub - many curious people have come to see it regularly and kids play inside it – they have a chance to escape but we have to close the doors, because we cannot get them all inside and also there’s no time. Three kids who were playing inside get separated from their parents who got stuck outside. The parents are knocking on the door and looking through a window, desperately trying to get in. But I can’t open or we all die. At least the kids are inside. Then I worry, when the water hits us, that some door I was working on, still needed a few adjustments and might not cope with the pressure, but so far is holding.
Then starts a social experiment inside the sub. After some time locked inside it, people start to reveal what’s really inside them. For example, there’s this black guy who has been harassed by two different girls who feel attracted to him. But he is not interested at all. They keep pushing, they even seduce him together, but he really doesn’t care about them. Then another black guy, shorter and much more extroverted, thinks he has the solution to his problem. He goes to his room when he is resting on the bed, pulls of his pants – the other guy offers resistance, but not very convincing – and then performs fellatio on him who is fully erect and clearly enjoying. Still, he feels so embarrassed that he kicks the shorter guy out of the room. Then he becomes very quiet and unsocial, not accepting what has become clear to him.
There’s also this guy who is in love with these two girls who tried seducing the black guy. He is talking about this with some friends on the common room – the black guy is sitting on the back, looking to the floor – and he asks his friends what they think about that. Then one replies amused that as long as all the people involved agree on that, there’s absolutely no problem. The social constraints went down the drain with the flood, inside the sub all that matters is that everybody is happy and lives love freely. Then he raises his voice a bit so the black guy can also hear, that everybody is cool about everybody else’s choices, no matter whether is to love 2 persons or someone of the same sex.

8:30 GMT – Wake up

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID PRECOGNITIVE

Around 0:00 GMT

Nudist beach
Was at a beach with some friends and some people were passing by on the beach, completely naked. I commented with my friends that I didn't know that was allowed on that beach.
[It seems it was precognition, because today I received an invitation from a friend to go to a party at a nudist's beach. I don't think I'm going.]

At 2:40 GMT

Dry riverbed and fries at a snack-bar
Missed the beginning but was crossing a very dry riverbed, thinking that a torrent coming down at that moment would kill me. Some friends were waiting on the other side, which was a hill. [Then a gap] We're at a snack bar on a line choosing what we want to eat. Everybody is choosing fries. I think I shouldn't but end up asking the same thing. I remember it was around 7 EUR all together and I want to pay with a 50 EUR bill. The cashier says she has no exchange and I need to look better and find 10 EUR on my wallet. Then I struggle to get all the coins in the wallet.

Apartments with glass walls and a horse
[Then another gap.] I find myself inside a building, I'm in the hallway and the walls have horizontal glass stripes so I can see to inside the appartments. They are luxurious. Then it gets absurd and I only remember there was a horse in one appartment and my mother discussing with me this was not good - for the horse, I guess.

At 3:50 GMT

Walking house
I'm inside a walking house (ever saw the Walking Castle, from Hayao Myizaki? It was similar). The house stops walking on a hill, everything inside the house is therefore in a steep angle. My mother is the kitchen cooking chickpeas and cabbages. I look for the toilet. I find a big one,with white tiles all over. There are two condoms on the floor, apparently not used. I think I should put them on the garbage, so I pick them up. Then my former boss enters the toilet and I feel embarassed. I explain to her that I was just going to put it in the garbage but she couldn't care less. She just asks me "I need to know if you are working for any corporation." I was "What??? No." Then she kept asking questions but I don't remember anything else. It felt totally absurd and the dream collapsed.

At 5:00 GMT

A secret dream
I had a full length dream, but it's personal so I won't talk about it.

At 7:00 GMT

School/college
I'm with some more people, walking down some street in a strange neighbourhood. We're late for something and apparently I'm the only one who knows where we are going, but can't really remember what it is. I just keep going looking for something familiar. I find the place, it looks like a school. We enter a huge large hallway. Lots
of small children playing and chatting. One little girl touches my butt and I think "Kids don't respect me. They've always treated me as if I'm still one of them. Not even now that I'm almost 30 years old, they don't feel intimidated."
Later I'm in an amphitheatre on a class but no longer with kids but college students. My boyfriend is by my side and one of my old colleagues and friend of mine is in the middle of the room. He is teasing the teacher, who is what I would call a "cougar". He is being ironic about something but she takes it personally and considers he is flirting with her. She gets blushed and leaves the room for a while. When she comes back she has a bigger cleavage and she is clearly flirting with him now. I laugh.
Later I'm on the common room, lot and lots of students, they all look foreign, all blond. I sit by the side of a guy but his girlfriend looks at me with piercing eyes, so I move on. I go up some stairs outside and enjoy jumping around over a metallic structure, that seems to be some strange sculpture but kids use to play.


Another secret dream
I had another secret dream that I won't share. Sorry.

Visiting a foreign city
I'm with my father in some foreign city. He never travels with me, so he was very excited to be there with me this time and insists we must take pictures to remember that special day. We see a structure near a harbour, that is really cool to photograph but he is not getting the right angle, so I tell him to sit there for a while and I go some other way to see it from another angle. On my way I find a very nice pink building that is the Embassy of Switzerland. I still don't know what country we are, but the sign is in English. In front of this embassy, on the other side of the street, there's a kind of fence in stone or concrete and below is a river or canal. I lean against this fence to take a picture of the embassy building but a guard comes and says it's not allowed, so I say ok and move on. Almost reaching my father again I pass by a cute house with a lovely balcony or porch with beautiful plants. I try to get a picture when I see a couple inside and they seem to be arguing about something. The girl gets upset that I'm taking a picture so she starts making grimaces and poses. I realise she is speaking german, but the guy seems to be portuguese. They ruin my picture so I go get to my dad. [Potentially a precognitive dream, to be confirmed in the future.]