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06.02.2011

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There were various zones. I didn´t like the one with dark monsters because they were disgusting. (I think the zones had something to do with the magic the gathering colours). [Blank]

Because of aliens Earth was the last planet with humans alive and because the sun was getting bigger humans were becoming more like parasites of the planet. I saw some people in a building get grabbed by vines and thrown down into the inferno bellow. [Blanck]

Grandpa simpson was a harpie, a member of an organization from both nations that just wanted to end hostilities. Then we were at a dinner and people were seated in round tables. On the tables closest to us everyone was nude, on the far away tables they were clothed. My borther told my father that some of them appeared on TV, and he mentioned Richard Dawkins. I started to explain to my father who Richard Dawkns was and his selfish gene theory.

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Spiderman Dream (non-lucid)

I am go to buy a car but it doesn't have a steering wheel. Just a knob I use to play a Spiderman game. I navigate the halls of a funeral parlor and find a disfigured woman. In a cutscene, Spiderman profeses his love. Then, like the Scarecrow from Batman, or a bad trip, there is this twisted Hydralisk stained glass window the grows and twists, swirls. Pretty neat actually. Complete with ominous music.

End of the World/False Alarm (almost lucid)

My family is going out for dinner. Bro wants to go to a nice pub and we park. We see a tv outside with a map on it. The news said if the sun on the tv goes in a reverse direction, we have 30 minutes until a black hole swallows the sun. The sun does go in reverse. We begin driving home with the radio on. I don't believe this is happening and look at my hands. Normal. I try the nose plug excuse the failure. After the 30 minutes is up the sun is still shining and nothing happens. False alarm.

General Tso's Chicken (dild)

I find myself lucid in my room. I go out onto the roof and want to try and get a little further than usual. I fly to a local chinese restaurant. It's real vivid as I pass other stores and the gas station. I get up there and the women behind the counter is on the ground and looks sad. I order the food and am given shrimp. It is ok. I leave the building to explore but wake up.

Bunk Beds with FA's (non-lucid)

I am in my room and outside I see my neighbor and his daughter doing some weird stuff. Wearing masks and no clothes. We all laugh but focus on the task at hand. Building bunk beds. We re-arrange the room and I wake up. I go to the bathroom and wake up again. The room is still a mess and I go into the bathroom and wake up. It happens again but someone apologies to me and gives me a hug. I can't see the face. It happens again and I now know I am probably dreaming but can't hang onto it and wake up.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

Took many notes but can’t read most of it. I was so sleepy when writing it...

23:30 GMT+9 – sleep

Solar explosion
A huge solar explosion affects our planet and particularly the atmosphere. Besides the sky being orange and red, there are lots of tornadoes. All electrical stuff blows out and I am inside a house watching electric stuff blowing up and throwing sparks around. Outside I see death but also beautiful cherry trees in the horizon (Japanese influence again...).

Sauna
Someone chooses clothes for me. Then on a sauna but with the clothes on.

Bomb attack
A bomb attack on some train or subway station. I come after it happened and see all the destruction and all the bodies on the ground. It is somewhere in Asia.

07:00 GMT+9 – wake up

This morning I dreamed I saw the Sun rising through the woods that are north of my house. I believe I had actually woken up before this dream and saw it was dawn through the glass door. In my dream I was looking through this door and I could see the Sun through the woods, as if they were transparent, as it rose above the horizon. The disk of the Sun was bright crimson and it was surrounded by perfect blackness. As it rose I gave my the solar adoration for sunrise:

Hail unto thee who art Kephre in thy rising,
And unto thee who art Brahma in thy birth
And even unto thee who are Zeus in thy ambition.
Hail unto thee oh Sun in this thy rising.

By the time I had finished the Sun was completely above the horizon.


Yesterday at sunset I meditated on the visualization of a red setting Sun, as described in the Contemplation Sutra. This might well have been an inspiration for the dream.

8-28-2010

I had very long dreams last night. Even though I laid still for a good five minutes after waking, and may have awoken with my eyes closed, I seemed unable to piece the dream back together at all. I had a strong feeling about the people I was with, and one vague image of rolling dry California hills in every direction. It is all still on the tip of my recollection...

What I did manage to recall in full detail is definitely strange to me and may be illustrative of how/why dreams are formed...

I was apparently trying to take a nap on a medical gurney parked outside of a burrito place I thought about 2-days ago. (My thought 2-days ago was "I'm glad my friend didn't get a burrito from that place for me the other day, cause she likes them, I don't, and last one I ate years ago - had two hard objects in it." As a side note, my family use to own this particular building when I was a kid. It was an ice cream shop, and that thought had not occurred to me.)

The Sun was at about 3:30pm. This is an accurate location for the Sun to be, relative to this shop. The bright beams kept getting in my eyes and waking me up... So I rolled the gurney around to catch the shadow of some small trees and shrubs that are actually out front of the building.

This was I think the very last part of a series of dreams. I distantly recall flying and being lucid at points.

Location: My house/basement

I was walking in my living room when suddenly i heard a loud scream coming from a guy that sounded like he was downstairs. I decided to check it out an walked down the stairs to my basement. I turned left and immediately noticed a man tied to a chair in the corner by an old wood stove we never use anymore. I walked over to him, and he started saying some incoherent nonsense about the sun ans how it was in danger (something like that) He asked me to help him and I replied, "Okay, but I have to go check with my mom and sister."

I walked back upstairs, even though I could have just cut him loose down there. I told my mom and sister about what the man had said and where he was, and she told me to go in through the window. Not questioning her at all, I walked out to our backyard and looked down at one of the windows that leads to our basement. I thought to myself, "How the heck am I going to fit down there?" But I heard the man screaming even louder so I decided to just go for it.

I removed the window and tried to squeeze through. I made it and grabbed a bar that was there and stood up in a narrow corridor with small pebbles instead of the normal concrete. It was about 5 feet wide and 8 feet tall. I looked down each way and saw nothing but black. In waking life I would have been standing in my basement. I noticed a small hole in the bottom of the wall in front of me. Thinking I could fit through it, I decided to squeeze through.

I made it, at least to my waist, but there was nothing to swing down on to, and the floor was about 8 feet below me. I twisted around in the hole so that my back was facing down to the floor. I slowly slid out using my legs to stop me from falling strait through. After I had made it through that I met up with my sister who was standing there cutting the man free.

Once he was out we walked out the door into what was my sister's friend's backyard. I hadn't been there since her graduation party a year ago. We walked through the fence and the man looked at me and said, "Thank you so much. You have saved the sun and it will repay you, I promise." I agreed with the man and then woke up.

20.07.2007

(Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There is a sandy island or archipelago off the coast of a mainland. The population isn't very large. Life used to be normal there. Now, a few generations later, people don't know about the sun. There is only the sky, which sometimes is very dark with stars, and sometimes is light enough to see. But they don't make a distinction between day and night, there is only "the sky".
A visitor is surprised at this and finds out that it is actually the mainland people who, in order to punish the islanders for some reason, years ago, modified the orbit of their planet so that the islanders could never see the sun, while the mainlanders could still enjoy a low sun. The visitor put things back right, and the islanders, many of whom where on the beach, facing the mainland (which is too far to be seen), are amazed at the appearance of this light ball and the heat that is emitted from it. I am one of them, and I take off my jumper (but keep my yellow tee-shirt) to go swim in the sea.

My third Lucid dream experience since joining Dreamviews.


The dream starts and I am in a stairwell with red walls, standing on a metal staircase, and there is water gushing in from somewhere below. I ascended the stairs until I came to a door. When I go through it I found myself on a fire escape about five or six storeys above the ground, which is covered in brown, rushing water. The town around me was flooded as far as the eye could see.

I jumped from the balconey to the roof of a builing about 30 feet away and it was at this point that I realized I was dreaming. The dream changed then and I found myself on a gravel road somewhere out in the country. I could see dark forest behind me and a single mid-sized mountain ahead of me. I started running towards the mountain but the sun began to set and it was getting dark. I knew I was in a dream so I attempted some dream control; I pointed at the sun and drew a line with my figure towards the center of the sky. The sun followed the path of my finger and it was noon again, as I seemed to have moved time backwards. This is only the second time I have ever been successful at trying to control something in my dreams, and like the first experience, it involved moving the flow of time backwards.

I contined towards the mountain and saw that there were several houses at the base and on the slope. Some of the houses looked abandoned while others looked brand new. The first house that I went up to was dilapatated and when I pushed open the door I could see huge cobwebs all throughout the inside. I went to the next house and there where lights on, but no one answered the door. I passed several other houses until I came to a little grey one where I could hear the voices of a man and a woman on the inside, yet they fell silent and did not answer the door when I knocked. I remember thinking that if anyone answered the door that I would try to use my dream control to kill them for fun, but just at this moment an alarm clock went off in real life and woke me up.


I find it funny that I could move the sun with my dream control, but did not think about forcing the door down at the little grey house.

1 minute 10 second read.
Thursday morning, 13 September 1973. (Zsuzsanna's birthday before we made real-world contact.)
The Marble Giant (Statue of Liberty Sinks)
Dream # 2,460-03.




Although, in reality, the Statue of Liberty is iron and copper, my dream mistakenly renders it as being made of lighter-colored marble.

The Statue of Liberty comes to life in a long surreal narrative. At times, I seem to know "her" thoughts. "She" wades through the harbor and, "says goodbye" as she sinks into the water during what is seemingly a deliberate act. My dream's narrative has the essence of a movie, but my dream self is the only human character. (However, there is an occasional association that some people might see her as looming or threatening.)

My dream presents a vague backstory (more as if I am putting a "meaning" into it as I am experiencing it), almost like an obscure second "movie" about Sandra R, a female classmate. I only knew her in one grade in middle school. (Her essence may "be" the statue at one point, though there have been different versions of this dream.)

However (years later), Zsuzsanna told me something that also made me realize the statue might have also been, on one level, a precursor to our meeting in waking life despite the typical causality of this dream's narrative.

Statues have always appeared in my dreams every sleep cycle as a REM atonia indicator (physical immobility while sleeping). As water signifies the dynamics of sleep, a statue coming to life and sinking into the water is merely being vaguely aware of coming to my senses before falling asleep again. Even so, there is possibly an additional spiritual element here because of how my dream self perceives the narrative.

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Morning of April 26, 1972. Wednesday.



I am walking in a large field, apparently in an area in or near Arcadia, traveling north with Steve J, Tina L, Kenneth H, and a few others. The sun is to the east at about fifty degrees altitude and it seems to be about noon or earlier. There is one area we pass that seems to be a cornfield. I do not see any buildings at this point. Much of the landscape is featureless.

After a short time, part of the sun “explodes” into sparks of about three different small sizes that almost immediately seem to be in Earth’s atmosphere as if the sun was just a large burning feature hovering in the sky not that far away. I hear a sizzling and notice a few small grass fires farther to the east.

We all start to run, but I go in a different direction more to the northwest (while the others mostly run north). I eventually hide in an unfamiliar old barn which is fairly dark. I decide to squat near a wooden half-wall of a stall. I eventually start to hear what sounds like older ladies talking. There soon seems to be a series of rude critical comments and gossip about other ladies who are likely not present, such as a particular hat being out of fashion, though there are nice comments about necklaces made of daisies and the merits of wearing the “right” cowbell and so on. This seems very strange and the supposed catastrophe eventually seems almost like a false memory within my dream - or at least something not to worry about.

The “ladies” that are talking (none of them notice me at any point and I do not directly see any of them) turn out to be cows and horses idly chatting in the barn. Oddly, this does not trigger lucidity and I mostly sit and listen to their gossip as my dream fades.

In a very similar dream or “reset” during the same morning, this time, right after I start running northwest, I seemingly become disembodied while taking to the air and then hover closely over an image of a small seemingly prehistoric lizard (it actually seemed to be a sort of olive-colored Florida chameleon) “frozen” in rock almost like some sort of powerful mystical fossil. It is me. It is apparently who and what I had always been - though maybe I am now in transition. I “realize” this as I wake. It almost seems hypnopompic.

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The lizard scene is a waking precursor as a sunrise metaphor. I am coming out of my being “embedded” in the fossil, analogous to waking, and the lizard represents the circadian rhythms symbol as such because lizards come out to sun themselves on rocks. The chameleon association relates to the dream self “changing” into the whole conscious self.

Morning of September 18, 1971. Saturday.



I wrote a few versions of a fantasy story from this dream (which recurred with slight variations) in my school days.

In the large front yard of my Cubitis home, I am with several friends around my age who are my rural neighbors and those I knew from school (including Steve J, Brenda W, Tina L, and possibly Kenny and Karen S). Earlier, there had been talk (based on something heard from a radio report?) about the sun moving from its present location while Earth would somehow remain in the same place or eventually move into a wider orbit, which of course would do far more than just make the weather real cold and result in “continuous night” as are the only problems implied in-dream.

The sun is at about sixty degrees altitude to the northwest - this being an in-dream inconsistency due to the events seemingly taking place around ten o'clock in the morning. We point dramatically (while standing at the end of my Cubitis driveway off Highway Seventeen) as the sun moves away and the sky becomes darker, with stars eventually visible in the final stage of the event. As the sun moves farther and farther away, a shadow briefly passes across it (from left to right) each time with changes of the sun’s color; there is mainly red, orange, lighter orange, yellow, lighter yellow, and finally white as the sun then looks like any other star in the now nighttime sky. (At one point, it briefly seems that I am disembodied, watching the group and myself from a slightly elevated level farther away, being closer to the central area of my front yard but more to the northwest of center.) In a way, it is vaguely like watching a series of time-lapse sequences of solar eclipses, though the sun becoming smaller during each “sweep”.

No threatening events happen in my dream regardless of the implied catastrophic changes. There is soon snow in Florida (there actually was snow in the region I lived in some time after my dream - only once in the years I lived there, but it did not stay on the ground). Eventually or apparently a week or more later, a female friend (Brenda W - about a year younger than me) is at another friend’s house (Karen S - about a year older than me) but soon closer to where I live (Karen S lived across the highway from me and slightly south while Brenda W lived north of me on the opposite side of the highway but a longer distance - though Brenda and Karen did not know each other). Brenda is standing near bushes and trees (left of the mailboxes for the area) that are not there in reality. She watches me closely, seeming very interested in what I am doing.

I have this setup of a few bottle rockets somehow tied up in a cluster along the ground near the side of the highway between some smaller trees. The bottle rockets spark and sputter a bit in the semidarkness with the implied destination being due north solely along the ground, but they somehow cause the entire Earth to move back into orbit as Brenda happily says “It’s workin’!" The dream is extremely vivid at this point and I clearly see Brenda smiling at me in the semidarkness. It becomes lucid only as I am waking.

Later on, when "Fiddler on the Roof” was released (in November of this year), the movie’s main instrumental theme seemed to “rewrite itself” as my dream’s “theme song”. (This has happened before with newer movies and songs after a particular dream.) The titular phrase “the day there was no sun” seemed to “forcibly” be the lyrical “match”, in timing and mood, of the first five notes of the movie’s theme song even though it remained an instrumental.