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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


23:30 GMT - Sleep

Friends visiting and kid gets hurt
I’m in a home I feel it’s mine but only has some similarities to my real home. I’m at the balcony, that in reality is on a 3rd floor but in the dream it looks like 1st floor and has direct access by stairs to the street. In front, instead of other buildings there is a huge landscape with green hills and sparse houses. At distance I see a group of friends, but i can only recall who was one of them (H.E.). They see me and we wave at each other. They decide to come to visit me. We express lots of joy when we meet, but then they surprise me by saying they’ve been there before when I was not present. I ask “really?” and they say “Sure, and A.G. even stayed behind. Didn’t you see him inside the house?” I was embarrassed thinking that he might have been hiding and saw me undress and talking to myself. But then they say they are just kidding and I say it wasn’t funny.
Later at dawn there’s a big fuss going on under my balcony, on the street. I go look and apparently some kid had an accident while playing and is losing a lot of blood – it seems he cut or lost his ear, but I’m not sure. An ambulance is already coming and lots of people are taking care of him, so I decide to close the window and go inside. But I think my action didn’t please my neighbours and I hear them saying nasty things, like I don’t care if the kid is ok or not.

Cat possessed by a spirit
The next day I receive a visit from my dad, my two uncles and one aunt. They are on the kitchen that connects directly to the living room. It then that I realise this house is actually much more like the beach house of a friend of mine. On the living room I find my black cat but with him are two other cats and the most striking is that one of these cats which is also black, he’s a bit old and has some injuries, namely one ear missing (what a coincidence – a cat-dream-reincarnation of the kid of the dream-night before).
When the visitors leave, then something surreal happens. In the living room I find this demon or spirit which I can only sense but not really see. He is cloud-like and when in contact with it I feel it’s intentions. I just have time to grab a plastic bag and close it very tight (cool, catching spirits with a bag, reminds me of Ghostbusters). As if it was some insect, I decide to take it outside and then close all my windows so it won’t come inside again (silly). But when I arrive at my second balcony on the back of the house, there’s an helicopter landing on it and with all this commotion going on, I realise I left the spirit out of the bag.
I run the house looking for it and I find my cat, possessed by the spirit! He looks demonic and ready to cause some damages. But with love and patience I approach the cat and I think I calm him down (don’t remember more.)

Brussels on a hurry
I was in Brussels, inside a taxi and upset that this time I had no time at all to enjoy it. I was passing an avenue and saw the theatre/opera which strangely looked more like Berlin than Brussels, but ok. I was thinking of some invitation from friends who were going to see a play and I couldn’t go because I was on my way to the airport, already leaving. Even the hotel where I stayed was amazing and I had no time to stop and simply enjoy it. I was sad and a bit frustrated. [I am actually going there next month, so we’ll see if it’s just work and no enjoyment or not.]


2:00 GMT – 1st waking

Undefined
As soon as I move to write it down, it fades. I vaguely remember looking at some charts with hollow olive-green circles and something about magic.

4:00 GMT – 2nd waking

Talking about gurus and peeing myself
I met my high school girl friends, with whom I don’t speak for so long. There’s a huge distance (emotionally speaking) separating us and they are talking with each other, excluding me from the conversation. Until I hear them talking about their spiritual journeys and realise that L. is very interested in my guru, although she has no clue he is my guru. I tell her and this breaks the ice. She wants to know more. We hang around a bit and then head to a toilet - I go to the toilet every night, probably because I really go to the toilet every night in RL. The toilet seat is very high and when sitting there I pee all over the place because I can’t sit straight on this thing – it’s embarrassing! A cleaning lady comes at the right time and I tell her it was not my fault. She is aware of the toilet problem and even helps me, showing me a shower where I can clean myself. Then I finally leave the toilet with my friends, but it’s not easy because meanwhile a huge crowd of ladies is going in and out of it. (What a stupid dream...)

War (again)
I’m with my friend R. (from the previous group of girl friends) in a trench. She is dressed in military uniform from WWII with one of those metal helmets on her head. Behind us is a tank shooting at some wall in front of us. My friend is getting to adventurous and gets out of the trench heading to this wall. Not only she is danger because of the enemies, but she is on the way of our own bombs. I see she has some idea but I have no clue what could be. I see the bombs exploding closer and closer to her I also get out of the trench and move towards her to get her back in a safe place when one bomb falls right by her side and we are projected in the air. Magically none of us get seriously hurt and then I hear some off-voice commentating that in reality this wouldn’t be possible and explaining all the physics behind it to prove his point. (I felt I was inside a war documentary.)

Reptilians
I was with my parents at the airport. I had just arrived from somewhere (probably Brussels, from that other dream before). We were sitting on a cafeteria, talking, and I had this itch in my eye that was getting worst and worst. I looked on some mirrored surface what was going on and I had this awful irritation. After a while my iris was all black and I had this internal jelly-like extra lid - like cats have. I thought it looked like I had reptilian eyes, but I didn’t say anything, because my father would not understand or would think I’m crazy. But he left the table for a while and I told my mother what was on my mind. She then told me she had had the same exact problem a few days before and it occurred to her the same exact idea. No way! Then we were discussing that maybe we are reptilians without knowing and about if that would even be possible. I mean, this would prove that they aren’t all evil heartless cold blooded creatures, but that they are actually normal people or that many of us are actually unknowing reptilian-human hybrids!

Two dreams intertwined, soup kitchen and a stalker
I’m still with my parents at the airport but nobody is coming to serve at the cafeteria. My father comes back and tells us that we must go to a desk on the opposite side from where we were to get the food. It happens that this was in fact a soup kitchen for the poor. Then I had two dreams overlapping and I was two characters at the same time, with different stories – my own RL and some DC.
So I was on the queue to get the food when some girl putting potatoes on the plate found strange that I was there and asked me if I was really poor. I said I wasn’t starving but that I was a single working mom and my baby was staying with his grandma and that we had food but we also needed to save money for other expenses with the baby and I had in fact got stamps from the social services to eat there. Although none of this is true in my real life, I wasn’t truly lying. I could actually see the baby in my mind and know that he existed in my life and the story was real. But at the same time I had doubts – didn’t I just arrived by plane from somewhere? Wasn’t I here with my parents? The girl believed me and went back to get even more potatoes.
Then I notice a guy leaving the queue and exiting the place. He tries to do it unnoticed but I have a glimpse of him and I recognise him as this guy that stalked me for some time (in RL). He knows me (the real me) and I got scared that he knows I’m not poor 8the me that’s not poor, I mean) and he probably is feeling upset to hear my dream me telling this story that for him isn’t true. I imagine that he is waiting me outside somewhere to hurt me. Or maybe he knows my new address and is there lurking, waiting my arrival. I feel worried and try to get company to go home with me.


5:40 GMT – 4th waking

Lucid in the city and Goldberg machine!
I’m walking in a city, it looks like Lisbon, but could be anywhere. I pass in front of a grocery store and they have those supermarket freezers with no doors on the sidewalk. I think “what a waste of energy” and stop to look at the leafy green vegetables and salad dressings they have on it. Then for some reason I become lucid. Oh well, what am I going to do?, maybe fly. I fly around the city, really trying to shock the DC, but as usual, they don’t find it strange that I’m flying and I get bored. Let’s try something I’ve never done before: fireballs in my hands. I make a wish, I visualise, I do my best, but nothing comes out, just a bit of smoke. I feel frustrated and try harder. This time a new set of fingers grow in the palm of my hand, imitating a flame, which is very funny and original but clearly not what I had in mind. I shake it away and they are gone. Before I lose lucidity I decide to fly a bit more, this time to above the city, to see the world from up there as I’ve done before. Unfortunately this night I’m not managing to fly much higher than the city buildings and taller trees. Luckily on top of a tree I find a wooden platform and discover a whole circuit between the trees and city buildings, made of platforms, suspended bridges, ropes and lianas and I decide to follow it. Not only it might be amusing, but I wonder if by doing it it will help me loose these fears of doing it in RL. At some point it even get dangerous, because I have to cross some place with high-voltage wires just hanging on ropes – I start to forget that it’s just a dream and feel a bit fear. Then I end up in front of this amazing 3-storey high box-like construction and wonder what it is. I figure out it is some kind of Goldberg machine and equate if I go inside it or not, when some chair falls down and the whole thing starts to fall apart – jets of water, hanging objects falling, etc. Three guys, laughing their asses off and all wet, come out of it. They were inside it and had lost the game. It was a team game: they had to solve some kind of puzzle, but as they go on, they start running out of options and one wrong movement can start the machine, ending the game. Apparently they were there for hours, thinking about the next move, when one made the wrong move, collapsing it. All of a sudden, puzzles and chess games look so démodé. Then I can't keep the dream on and I wake up.

6:55 GMT – Wake up

PART 1 - POP STAR CAPTURED BY HEROS

Pop star villain who looks similar to Lady Gaga is captured in giant plane by two 16 year olds. They force her to hang outside the cockpit, this makes her pass out so she is not a threat.

They're superheros, that's their character, that's the story... one male and one female who take complete control of the environment through technology, like their big plane, and trap villains.

ANALYSIS

Pop star could represent superficiality.

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PART 2 - WEED FROM CLEE, KICK MOM

At home in my room, I almost buy some weed from Clee (friend.) I have my money out and everything. I'm facing my closet, the weed is on my bed, we're about to exchange... but I change my mind at the last moment.

I follow Clee outside for courtesy, to hang out while he smokes a cigarette, to be cool since I didn't buy from him.

On the way out, mom is laying on the floor at the door of the bathroom/bottom of the stairs (sort of both, dream merge), talking with my aunt (who is standing.)

Mom says something along the lines of "every fit person has a hot person they work out with," some limiting belief that she uses to justify her lack of fitness to herself.

This frustrates me. I get super pissed and attack her, kick her in the head. Aunt is disgusted, "doesn't understand why you can't just be chill."

Clee and I get to the door, I put on my shoes - they're black, bigger than normal, firm and puffy.

We were going to train but it turns out to be raining quite heavily. I put on an act of being upset, even though I didn't really want to anyway - I was only being accommodating.

ANALYSIS

Almost buy weed - because I've been considering changing up my meditation schedule, the thought of getting some occurred to me yesterday, but I decided against it.

Follow Clee outside/pretend upset/accommodating - literal representation of behavior patterns around this person.

Mom laying down - likely represents her weakness, given up on life. Aunt there to support her justifications.

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PART 3 - KILP CONFLICT

Kilp (Jr High classmate) is outside. He threatens me, throws a knife my direction. It lands in the dirt in front of me, as a message that he's "out to get me." He makes some jokes about me to someone else.

I pull the knife out of the ground, throw it up in the air, and it lands exactly in my sheath. Kilp says something sarcastic about "winning his heart" by this display. I say "all mine," double meaning that I will literally take his heart.

ANALYSIS

Perhaps triggered by negative social events at work, feeling "looked down upon," an expression of a desire to fight back.

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FRAGMENTS

Door breaks off, upper class family...

Use toilet positioned in middle of stage, in front of an audience for a SC1 tournament...

Jee visits me, in my room, have chat...

ANALYSIS

The toilet being right on stage seems like an obvious metaphor for self consciousness.

Anyway, I think I need more sleep. I don't feel "refreshed" upon waking up, always tired and groggy. Currently I go to bed at around 12 and wake up at 7. Will see if I can gradually fall asleep at earlier times, beginning with 11.

first attempt at DILD failed last night.

I am standing on a bridge in my hometown looking up river with some of my friends. The river is fished a lot in the past by my father and I. We notice that there is a large triangle shaped of inordinately large fishing rods.

I triy the check hands technique to assert i was sleeping, as i look down to my hands I am greeted with the site of a fishing hook poking through my "rod" from top to bottom. One of my friends, Craig, steps forward and pulls the line (as is his character to wind me up in any way possible). I am generally not phased by pain so this was not a nightmare. I then went to a small bathroom and removed the lure. I attempt to urinate and, of course, like a bad comedy movie this results in my "rod" working rather like a hosepipe with holes in it. Roughly at this point my girlfriend inadvertantly elbows me and i am awake.

The next dream I am playing a new version of resident evil with Craig (again), the game becomes the dream and i am running around a virtual world. After 60 minutes (possibly borrowed from the real videogame, Napoleon total war) I lose the game and a super monster appears. The super monster has the body of a gorilla walking upright, with the head of george bush and a stars and stripes top hat, it picks up a car and throws it at the vehicle i am in killing me and ending the dream.

The last dream I am in a hotel with my family waiting in the foyer, we get annoyed at waiting so long so I go to find where my father is. He is at the bar with 3 other people (one may have been my uncle). I hassle him to hurry up (he does this in real life!) and he jokes about. I go outside the hotel and I am sitting on a bench with a girl from my hometown. The bench is on a mountain - i realise I am in my hometown and my family are in america. At this point my girlfriend starts messing about with my internet connection (?) and i get annoyed at her and ignore her.

That was last night....

I was cleaning some seats. One was a toilet seat for a toilet that I had been using. I used a squirt of some detergent stuff from a spray bottle and wiped it up with a cloth. It hadn't been long since I washed the toilet seat last.
And then I proceeded to wash the car seats in my mum's car. I was driving it for some reason. But it was larger than usual. All the seats and dashboard and stuff were quite spaced out. I didn't end up cleaning it properly, and there were still some crumbs and stuff left on the passenger seat. Or on my seat, I don't quite remember whose.

So I was driving around and stuff. I think there was a large factory somewhere. I can't remember much else.

Edit: After I woke up I started falling back asleep, and managed to plunge into sleep paralysis. Unfortunately about one second after this, someone knocked on my door to talk to me >_>
Lol annoying xP

Well, I've been gone a while since I found I was unable to focus on dream recall which stopped me from having some lucid dreams. But it's the summer holidays now! So I'm feeling pretty confident I can focus on keeping a DJ now

So...

The first one is a nightmare. Joy.

I was in my grandparent's house the atmosphere was very gloomy, the world seemed colourless. My family (probably – I can't remember) and I had been having a conversation in the lounge. I needed to answer nature's call so I went upstairs I could see the bathroom, the bedroom and then the little room that has the toilet in it. This is all very normal.
The thing is, for some reason I think the toilet is in the bathroom, it is shut so I assume it is occupied. When I look back at the toilet room, the door has gone, there is just wallpaper and the toilet is placed on the landing. I start to feel uneasy but proceed to do my business. As I am sitting on the throne, I look to the bedroom the door has dissapeared. I suddenly feel terrified. I look down the stairs and there are strange people, who are looking at me, but can't see me or tell what I am. As if I'm in total darkness. They start to come up the stairs slowly, I panic and start pretending to be something dangerous. I try to yell but nothing comes out. Only little sounds, but that was enough to send the strangers away.
My fear dissapates slightly and I am puzzled at to why I didn't make much noise. I try to yell again, nothing, it just sounds like I've lost my voice. I finish my trip and go downstairs back into the lounge. My parents remain, my sister has dissapeared. I feel terrified again and rush out of the door and into the front garden and start running around. It was as if something dangerous was now in the house. I look into the lounge window (from a distance) I can't see my parents because of the glare, even though there was no sun. But you would think so if you saw it. I beckoned my parents to come out not knowing whether they could see me.
The dream ended, I woke up with my heart pumping like hell.

This is all I got last night, but it's a start

Morning of April 17, 1983. Sunday.



In the past I have stated that a snake may sometimes relate to associations with the human intestine in dreams (because of their shape and the fact that they coil). A few times, this connection has even been proven - for example, the “Fer-de-Lance (Reprise)” dream.

Here is another example. I went to sleep with somewhat of a stomach ache. I am in an unknown coastal city, but which has features of my old primary school in Florida. There is a large ancient-looking water fountain near one esplanade area. There are several unknown people walking around.

Just under the water’s surface, I notice large snakes sort of moving through the water more like fish. Over time, they take on the characteristics of human waste but are still snakes. There is a vague uneasiness as if one should not go near the fountain even though I sense that the snakes are not able to leave the water.

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It could not be more obvious that in this particular case, snakes represent human waste (especially as they had the appearance as such). What I am looking at in this dream is an upsized toilet. My stomachache was not even needed for confirmation in this case.

Night of February 15, 1973. Thursday.

This was a sparsely recurring (and always uneventful) dream of the bathroom in Cubits and a fictional one directly above it in an implied second storey. This is actually the only type of dream I have had (to my knowledge) where that house supposedly had a second floor - and only the bathroom of this nonexistent second floor ever seemed to be discernible in any way. While only ever in the “real” bathroom, I can see up through holes in the ceiling (caused by disrepair, I think) into the fictional in-dream second-floor bathroom. The toilet is in almost the same location, but slightly to the right. I do not think there is any major trouble with the plumbing (or any sign of larger leakage), but I sense the bathroom does not get much use (which seems logical - as its floor would be unsafe to walk on). Again, oddly, I had never thought at all (in-dream) about any other possible rooms of the fictional second floor.

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Something being higher is most often related to being closer to conscious self identity. The fictional bathroom is on a fictional second floor, and relates to a need to actually use the bathroom.

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