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Day 19:


Fell asleep at: 10:30 AM

Woke up at: 3:30 PM


Pre-Dream:

Before falling asleep proper, I tried my hand at a nap-induced WILD. I ended up getting too anxious and couldn't do the WILD proper, mostly because the prospect of an LD was too exciting for me to handle. My heartbeat was the fastest it had ever beat in its life.

I did manage to get my legs and arms numb, and I did manage to hear one or two auditory hallucinations, but I finally stopped when my brother got at the pups.


Dream 18: Nice Guys Don't Play These Games

Me and a cousin of mine are scampering through this dark, ginormous house. It's nighttime, of course, and we quickly make our way into the building.

My cousin hops towards a bunk bed in one of the bedrooms and makes himself at home. He tells me to block/barricade the door before the 'others' get here.

Being the upstanding, dedicated nice guy that I am, I ask him why we're doing this to begin with, and refuse to lock the door. This could be someone's property, and I don't feel like pissing off an entire family and getting charged for it.

I should have spoke a lot sooner, though, as a terrifying presence forces both of us to run away again. We make our way through the backyard...Then the dream ended.



Dream 19: Reference Sheet

I'm looking over a character reference sheet for some video game, either Fallout or Overwatch. The character in question is an old, African American detective with a patched trenchcoat, gray hair, and a cigar in his mouth.

He has the same tired eyes that characters like Brock and Majin Buu have, as well. There's also a diagram that has a picture of his younger self, complete with black, greasy hair, and his old self.

Morning of May 27, 1995. Saturday.



I find myself in the backyard of the Cubitis property in late morning. I vaguely recall a childhood dream (same setting and time) where a flying saucer hovered above me, casting a large round shadow over an area of the backyard and upon me. I am not viably lucid (that is, I remain unaware that I am dreaming), but there is faux lucidity where I illogically make the connections as relevant to presumed reality. I find the situation more interesting than threatening.

Zsuzsanna is present in the living room, looking through the east windows. I tell her of how this has happened before, and that the last time, I ran south, somehow vertically running straight down the side of a ravine, then running horizontally on the ground and across the surface of the river, and running vertically straight up the other side to continue running normally.

As I decide to attempt this again (even after over twenty-five years), I look back as I start to cheerfully run and see it is not a flying saucer but a hot air balloon. This puzzles me and instead of running straight down the side of the deep ravine as I near it, I awake with a slight falling sensation and with a mild hypnopompic kick. I am close to laughing aloud shortly after waking.

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Liminal space fallacy: This is a specific type of faux lucidity, where I attempt to duplicate an event from an older dream without realizing I am dreaming, yet I also perceive my situation as only my dream self could in a dream. Even so, this faux reasoning is something that could not occur in consciousness, and additionally, cannot even be logically perceived or resolved as even being possible, yet it is, as I am very familiar with its dynamics. For me, this proves that dreams are of an entirely different nature, purpose, and meaning than what most people claim.

Faux threads: Cubitis has not been my home since June 1978. Zsuzsanna has never been to America. The shadow was cast in the wrong direction (oriented southerly instead of westerly). There were no deeper ravines near where I lived. It is not possible to run vertically down or up the side of a ravine or run over the surface of a river.

Literal threads: Zsuzsanna’s presence, genuine recall of a childhood dream from 1969.

Current thread: Zsuzsanna’s presence only (that is, no viable recall of any other current life status, including our present address).

Vestibular system thread: The hot air balloon, in addition to being associated with breathing while sleeping, was biologically premonitory of the hypnopompic kick. (Falling in a dream is usually the result of natural vestibular system ambiguity by inherently not being able to balance the imaginary dream body in unconsciousness. As such, it is unrelated to the popular myth of “interpretation”.)

Emergent consciousness thread: The hot air balloon’s shadow signifies the looming essence of the conscious self and the inevitability of waking. This implies a different form of RAS mediation than when the preconscious is dominantly personified to rouse the emergent consciousness thread.

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Running around a giant square shaped road circuit. Must be a few miles on each side. There is change link fence on the inside and the pavement is white and mostly free of people, except those couple running with me.
It takes so long to get round that it is now noon and the weather has changed to full sun, making me feel exhaust and strip off my jacket. It is one long slog.

note: tried wbtb several times after

Early evening of July 27, 2017. Thursday.

Dream #: 8,483-07. Reading time: 1 min 10 sec.



Precursory (vestibular): I enter my dream self’s imaginary physical body and find myself running. I am Grant Williams as Scott Carey in the 1957 movie “The Incredible Shrinking Man.” I am running over the top of a series of cardboard boxes on about the fourth shelf up of a metal utility shelving unit. I am about four inches tall. I do not seem to be running because of a threat, just running along. (“On the shelf” is autosymbolism that is analogous to being in bed. The closed boxes represent the inability to move my body while sleeping, yet I am running on them as I still subliminally perceive my muscularity.)

Virtual witness integration: Zsuzsanna, appearing somewhat like a 1950s actress, is running behind me, though to my left. There is a heightened sense of energy. (This short dream occurred at about 5:30 pm AEST during a nap. Zsuzsanna was in bed with me at the time. She was to my left because she was to my left in bed, and behind me, because I was closer to waking as liminally perceived by my dream self.)

The drop: Soon, I see the scene from an incorporeal viewpoint from the front of the shelving unit. “We” are running from left to right. Grant Williams as Scott Carey as “me,” running at an angle, runs straight off the cardboard box from off the front of the shelf and falls to the floor onto his right side and kicks. Simultaneously, I experience a mild hypnopompic kick and upper back spasm as I realize the residual imagery reflects my sleeping position. (I am looking down at my body.)

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This July 27, 2017 dream is a fictitious scene from “The Incredible Shrinking Man.” Grant Williams died on July 28, 1985.

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About two weeks ago I had a dream that I was running though a maze. Except it was more like an episode of hoarders, things were stacked up to the roof and literally everything was covered in junk. There was a girl with me, running, we were trying to get away from someone. "Keep running we have to get away!" I kept telling her, we have to keep going or he will catch us. She stumbles often but we keep going, then we come across a couple. And by couple I mean these two individuals were really getting at it. It was hard to tell where their faces separated and whose hands belonged to whom. The female of the pair we came across was completely absorbed, it was if she didn't even see us. The male however saw me, "What are you doing here? Can't you see we're busy?" I was more than shocked that the d/c would even notice me let alone be angry that I happened to spot them, "I uh, sorry I didn't realize."said the girl behind me. I, however was not amused, what was said next was something more along the lines of "Wouldn't you rather it be me you're pressed against," or something sexually enticing. The dream character chuckled and next thing you know we're dancing (super weird), twirling around in the bright lights and he reaches down and kisses me. Que the stomach butterflies and then I wake up.

It was night and I was on a bus, right behind the driver. The driver was completely nuts, and rammed several cars off the road. After a bridge, I got off the bus, and realized I should flee, as I heard the police coming. I sneaked away and started running as fast as I could. I could feel gravity decreasing, so I naturally took to the sky and started flying. The whole world felt like it took place on a circular artificial floating island. I was running on the outer "edge" of the platform. Beyond that were more buildings, and then the ocean.

Early morning , around 4pm
420

At a point in my dream , I smoked weed, and it felt soooo goood , I didnt felt anything bad and when I smoked into this bong like thing, i felt the taste of the fragrant plant it was like some herbal thing, and it was not bitter or bad, it was kinda like inhaling fresh air and some fresh plants air , I started to see in green and exhale green smoke sometimes . I strolled around in my city for a while in that state then I woke up.

I never used the said plant, so its really interesting how my brain imagined it would be like to smoke it...

Late morning 7-8 am ,
Another lucid, low lucidty.

I didn't plan to do a wild now, or well, I have completely lost lucidity before transition, I became lucid after a hand RC and saw that i have more fingers than I should.
I screwed around with telekinesis ,then I wanted to go outside , but I couldnt ,the doors were closed, then I asked who the heck closed the door .
A girl answered , I hear her voice outside, just infront of the window, so I peeked out, with my neck elongated I could see her.
She was almost olive skinned, skinny girl, brown hair that was a little bit curly , black eyes, cant tell if her complex was asian or latina , beautiful lips and a qt turn up nose. She wore an orange shirt, and jeans I think or a short.
She said " I'm your guard. You can't get out of this house."
Then I asked why and she said something like I broke rules and if I try to get out I will be kicked from "the server" that is I presume the dream. I was really aloof and didnt give a damn, so I said " go on ,try to kick me out" . She tried to say something but she suddenly disappeared.
I checked the doors then , they were still closed "damn it " I omitted, then tried to float through the wall, and then suddenly I had an FA.

Remembering that I did a hand rc and realized that I'm still dreaming. My lucidity started to decrease at this point , near to semi lucid.
I suddenly found myself in a supermarket, in a sport shop, I spent the rest of the dream with throwing things around with telekinesis.

Last dream , ended at 10 am, not lucid.

I was in a bus, with a group of people we were going somewhere, the landscape was somewhere sandy, somewhere green, there were mountains similar to german ones.
Then at a point the bus driver got nuts ,and wanted to push out a cat or some animal from a hole with the bus and said that if we dont liek animals we can just simply get off the bus and walk away, everyone was pissed at the woman because that was stupid and it was just a waste of our time. I got off the bus and then I faced some army men getting big dogs ( they looked like a mix of collie and german sheperd, and all of them looked the same) and torturing them killing them, on this way up to a hill, there were a lot of bees and hornets too, the dogs got tied up together and dragged around , some were shot, there were a pile of them, and some dog tried to attack the men, they kicked the dogs, sometimes shot them, and the bees also attack them. It was a horrible sight, at a point , i ran away fastly ,cuz I started to step in bees and I did not have shoes.
At a point I got to a city that looked israeli. And I met a woman who agreed to house me, I saw she has a guitar , a weird one, and wanted to play with it. She gave it to me ,then I started to play the israeli anthem ,hatikvah , with profficiency I never did. No matter what frets I hit, it just sounded right, and it was awesome.
While playing the woman went into her room and I just continued to play on the street until the end , when I woke up finally.

I was jogging along a mud track through some cornfields. Halfway there is a kind of mud bridge?
Inside I get given food from a kid I know. He is smiling and makes me potato soup

I vaguely remember running away from someone, but my legs are becoming heavier with every step.

WBTB

I become lucid by looking at my hand. It has 6 fingers. I remember the basic TOTM, and I get a massage. It is warm and relaxing.
I then use an electronic device (smartphone) and try to google some advice. I only get latin translations. I wander around, buy myself a hot chocolate, and go with the dream.

Fragments

Had a rather long and detailed dream, but somehow I forgot most of it when next came. I recall only some fragments, in one I was running somewhere, in another I made an overhead slash with a battle axe.

GUI

I was sitting with my friend with Witcher 1 running on my laptop. I realy liked it's GUI and showed it to my friend, thinking about using similar in next project I'm going to work on.

I recall a fragment in which I was running around some seaside city in a sunny, warm day. Everything felt vivid and was quite detailed.

Last night bed at 9pm - 4:20am

Remembered an awesome dream when I woke up.

DR:
The details are kinda foggy by now, but I was on the run. Captured by some people. I come to, realized I was passed out and wondering what drug they gave me. I look down and there is shed skin of one or two small rattlesnakes. I realize they had them bite me in the shoulder to poison me.

Then I was on a run again.

Dreams like this are never scary, I always know it's just a game, or at least it is to me. I know I am safe, I will win and that allows me to have fun and enjoy whatever happens to me.

Running in the rain

I left my old school, all classmates thanking me for some unknown reason. I left the building and got into the rain. I ran towards my house. I was running really quickly, so quick that shoes started falling off my feet.

Searching for toilet

I went to my current school and at the entrance met a short, dark brown haired girl. I was about to give her some cd, but I couldn't find the right one and said that I'll give it to her later. She told me that the girl that I was at pair with for prom beginning dance is at hospital and that she'll replace her. I agreed and entered the school, urgently searching for a toilet. I tried at second floor, but there was no toilet paper. I passed by a teacher with other classmates. I entered another toilet. Inside all the cabins there were showers. Finally in one of cabins I found an exclusive apartment. But then suddenly some dude appeared and started mumbling something incomprehensible. He started waving some ruler. He attacked me and I pushed him on a sofa. Then he turned into a blonde woman, completely naked.

I run through a building holding a golden egg shaped objected. It fires a laser out the top. I am being chased by my duplicates. I find a door. It slides open when I fire the laser. I then shut it with the laser. However after that my egg stops working. People try to convince me to sell it to them. I refuse. I end up crying.

I chant a mantra as I go to sleep saying "I will complete the TOTM tonight."
However, I did not know I was going to do it non-lucidly!


Fragment:
I ask a DC a new way to fly. He tells me to run quickly, then thrust my legs upwards behind me, and I would be thrusted forward.