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Morning of May 27, 2017. Saturday.



Prefatory notes (sine qua non; for debunking false systems of “interpretation”):

My dream’s title is a deliberate alteration of “A Streetcar Named Desire” by Tennessee Williams but it is not meant to reflect my dream’s content.

It is important to comprehend that an intersection when featured in my dreams is autosymbolic of RAS (reticular activating system) mediation and synaptic gating, of which indicates the subliminal (other than when viably lucid) choice of returning to deeper sleep or waking up.

It is important to comprehend that a singular vehicle when rendered in my dreams is typically autosymbolism for the real physical body as subliminally perceived through the veil of sleep. This will be more obvious with this dream, as the bump is actually felt through the car I am driving. Additionally, a pickup truck is a known dream state indicator (since early childhood) due to the association with its “bed”.

Zsuzsanna sleeps on my left, though waking autosymbolism is typically oriented to my right within the dream state.

Understanding the above prefatory notes should aid in comprehending this dream’s meaning as waking autosymbolism, which is what the majority of dreams are.

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I become aware of my dream self while driving a car in an unknown neighborhood in late afternoon. The driver’s side is on the left, so America seems implied as the country of the otherwise unknown location. It is mainly a residential area, though there seems to be a few small commercial buildings on the street behind me and perpendicular to the one I am presently on. My beautiful wife Zsuzsanna is with me in the front seat.

Up ahead, located at about half the length of the street, there is a streetcar that is not on rails. It is on the left side. On my right is a truck. I consider that there may not be enough space to drive between them. This would mean that the street must be narrower than a typical street, but it is not implied to be by my dream self’s otherwise typically distorted perception.

I drive between them and there is an intriguing brushing and pleasant bumping effect that I can feel through the car and my body, as if I rubbed against the streetcar while going through (with an ambiguous feeling of it being both my car and my body that makes contact with it). It is not jolting in any way. It is rather smooth and does not impede my progress.

Looking back, the streetcar (which is empty), starts rolling back toward the intersection and I am aware that I caused this to happen by pushing against it as I had gone through. I am concerned that it may roll into the intersection and cause an accident. This does not happen. Instead, it slows down right at the end of the street and then automatically swings about and turns to the right (from my viewpoint when looking behind me). An unfamiliar man shows up. He seems to be the conductor. The streetcar slows down at this time, soon stopping. He does not seem confused or annoyed by the event. In fact, he starts talking to an unknown female about the streetcar as if nothing had happened.

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Afterword:

As any intelligent person would conclude, this dream was caused by the subliminal awareness of being in bed and asleep with a vague focus on whether there was enough space on our bed for my physical body (often referred to as a “vehicle” in real life) as I was sleeping and actually bumping Zsuzsanna’s body (to my left as in my dream) during the REM waking transition and while she was shifting her body to get out of bed. Many of my previous dreams have held this factor regarding subliminal concern about sleeping space, even in childhood when I was sleeping on my own.

The unfamiliar conductor is the essence of transpersonal interconsciousness. The unfamiliar female is modeled after Zsuzsanna in what is autosymbolic of her personified preconscious being perceived by my dream self in the waking transition. Note that the autosymbolism of RAS is validated by my dream self firstly driving “into sleep”, whereas the perpendicular street behind me was the indication that Zsuzsanna was then getting out of bed at the time, thus validating that the intersection is autosymbolism for RAS mediation.

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April 14, 2011
Lucid Dream 215: POW! Right in the Kisser
Series: Sexcapades, Episode 5
WILD
around 10:00am



I woke up briefly and laid back down to sleep. I was miserably tired and felt SP setting in. I really didn't even feel like going through with it, but I was too tired to try and stop it. The dream scene formed around me really quickly without any auditory hallucinations and very little visual besides the dream scene formation.

I was in my bedroom and there were quite a few random people standing around. I saw AJ standing nearby, so i immediately walked up to her and cupped her crotch. I started kissing her and rubbing the outside of her jeans. She seemed to be really enjoying herself. I was just going to go at it hard and if it woke me up...fine. I still felt groggy and tired in the dream, so I really didn't even feel like doing anything else. I literally threw her down on the bed and I helped her undress. I then got into the 69 position, but I was on the top. Instead of performing oral on her I just started face fucking the hell out of her. The t.v. was on in my room and Peter Griffin was pointing at my saying, "POW! Right in the kisser....POW! Right in the kisser..." He seemed to have been encouraging my sexual acts. Her head was getting rocked hard against the mattress. After a bit the dream scene had changed.

We were in a room in the back of the high school library. I stopped the sexual activities after a few more moments and left the room. I exited the school library and entered the hallway. JT and Ryano were walking with me. Suddenly, out of nowhere a fist comes flying and connects with Ryano's chin. He immediately crumbled and fell to the ground as I heard the familiar, "POW! Right in the kisser." I then saw the live action version of Peter Griffin skipping away from us down the hall. Every person he passed in the hallway, he knocked out cold and said, "POW! Right in the kisser...." I chuckled and entered the nearest room.

The dream got fuzzy and I felt groggy. I sat down at a desk and just sat there for several minutes. There were other people in the desks around me and they were talking amongst each other. I didn't pay much attention to them. I just chilled and the dream became stable after a bit. I decided just to do some simple shoe skating/sliding. I slid/skated with my tennis shoes around the school. I grinded down a few rails and skated along the walls. After doing this for a while, I woke up from the dream.

Series Details
Class is thrown out the window in the dream series, "Sexcapades." Not unlike your favorite porn video, I unleash my inner "Ron Jeremy" and give those DCs what they are looking for ! Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

I was at my grandma's house and it was some school event. I was on my iPad and I found some secret way to get to Facebook even though I wasn't allowed but then I was gonna post something. But Kristen started walking towards me so I quickly turned it to home screen and she came up to me and I said, "I'm in Mail!" (An e-mail app.) Then I went upstairs and went on the computer but it was not where it was normally at. I wanted to get a peice of gum out of my pocket but I kept forgetting. I remembered again but I once again forgot. The I was going to the bathroom but there were 3 or 4 cats in there so I had to kick them away. Once they ran out there was a big yellow spot on the carpet so I'm like, "What the heck!"

I was watching my dog in my backyard, Brandy. She was barking at something behind the yard and then I turned and in the slider door, I saw a reflection of some boy video taping her.

I was on some bus that you would see like in Australia. Emily was there and she stuck her foot out. It was in a sexy blue sock and I was rubbing it. Then she started to rub my *lower area* and it felt soo good. (Could've gotten worse if I was lucid... haha )

Key: Non Lucid Lucid
Random LD
I don't remember how I became lucid but I was at a dinner table and I knew I was dreaming all of a sudden. Then after some time I rubbed my hands together and my vision went all weird... Then I jumped across the table and punched or kicked my cousin, Zack. He pushed me back or something.

Then I was at my computer and since DV is in my bookmarks bar on the first spot I clicked it. Then my bookmarks kept changing and I kept clicking on them. That's all I think I did. Verrryyy lame way to spend a lucid dream lol.