Morning of April 21, 2018. Saturday. In my dream, I am in the lounge room of the Stadcor Street house in Wavell Heights. It seems to be morning. I am near where the faux fireplace was in reality, though a two-tiered wooden shelf that covers this area of the wall replaces it. Additionally, it vaguely has an association with the chest in the lounge room of our present address, though does not physically resemble it. I notice some VHS tapes on one shelf, but I soon notice an original (three by three) Rubik’s Cube. To its right is a smaller one. I pick up the smaller one to look at it. Even though it was also a three by three, it is now a three by six. At this point, the preconscious is rendered to my right (the usual waking autosymbolism orientation). He is an unfamiliar light-haired male of about twenty. He seems cheerful and I do not see him as an intruder. From here, I start to move parts of the Rubik’s Cube. The rendering is not physically possible. That is, there are mostly one by six rows that turn about fully without causing the cube to fall apart. Additionally, I impossibly turn the three by one rows and it all stays together. I make about four turns prior to waking. To explain this dream, a common RAS mediation factor of the dream state is: Thinking Skills Correlation (Consciousness Initiation), which is what this dream is. I am focused on a Rubik’s Cube (which relates to the thinking skills that the non-lucid dream self cannot possess, as unconscious access is not viable in the non-lucid dream state). The preconscious is cheerful as I am subliminally aware of the dreaming and waking process and I do not contest it. The emergent consciousness factor, not fully correlated while still in the dream state, is the illusory (impossible) Rubik’s Cube.
I was standing atop a rock platform, floating in the space surrounded by black, jelly substance. I had to jump to the other platforms, but when I tried strong wind pushed me into space, and when I touched jelly I've got teleported to my house. I appeared on the coach in the living room. My mother appeared and said: "Wind pushed you out? There's a combination that can stop the wind, so you could try again." Then she took a Rubik's cube, and after making a combination I got teleported again. I landed in a ghost town from western films. Whole place was surrounded by green-gray jelly, and there were huge fishes resembling dinosaurs swimming in it. There were weapons scattered around. I looked around, and saw that the whole town was taken by cultists of Tchernobog. I sneaked past a few of them, and found Springfield rifles used in WWII behind a church. There was a salloon in front of the church. Atop the high building, there were cultists waiting with bundles of TNT for me to appear. I jumped from behind the corner and started to shoot. Cultists with shotguns and rifles ran around like crazy, trying to shoot me all the time. Cultists from the rooftop threw TNT spreading destruction all around. My rifle was so strong that it knocked enemies many metres back. When I finally shot down all those brown robed men, a huge fish from the jelly started to swim in my direction. I tried to run away, but the fish was getting closer.
I was in a classroom and my Tumblr page was being shown on the projector. Everyone laughed because I had a Rubik's Cube as a picture. Abraham, a classmate, shouted "Rubik's Cube? Really?" I felt embarrassed.
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