5th May 2021 ~9:20 Fragment: A(D) messages me on Steam. Something about his birthday? Think he feels lonely but he doesn't mention it. Dream: Some dream where I'm walking with H along a pavement, along a road in a forested area with the occasional field. Reminds me of areas in my native country. It's daytime, afternoon? At some point, we are at some escalators in an entrance for a massive building complex, maybe like a mall. H is no longer H. Instead, it's some unknown dream character following me for some reason; he wants to know where Da Vinci's lock box (safety deposit?) is kept, I think. I tell him "It's probably in one of the 800 ones". I know where they are and lead him there. We go up a lot of escalators and a few wide stone staircases with shallow steps. Eventually we reach a more open (and outdoor hybrid) area where there are walls with rows and rows of locked panels, the locked boxes we are looking for. There are many people around. Da Vinci's box is one of these just around a corner. Then L arrives, he cautiously walks over to us over a gap or hole in the upper end of the main staircase leading up here. In the dream, I know that L happens to be one of Da Vinci's direct descendants. Later in the dream I question myself about this logic, shouldn't I be too, if we are siblings? Either way, he has a key for the locked panels and opens one, giving me something from inside. A crystal. It is elongated, about one foot long at a guess, it is a perfect rectangular cuboid with slightly worked edges/corners, it is a translucent purple at the "top" and a pure white translucent quartz at the other end. It is a unique object that requires no power and allows one to simply look through it to see others and things through walls with a weak kind of x-ray vision. Later H, mom's sister appears, and she tries to steal the crystal which I had placed in an envelope. I confront her about it and she or both of us get defensive? (there was more recall but I was too tired) ~11:55 Dream: There were many other dream sequences but this dream was about helping mom. She was still a teacher in the dream and she was saying that her area was not doing as well as everywhere else in the country, in terms of grades and so on, and I try to reassure her by saying that "kids are and will be different" in different areas, so of course there would be a gap, I reason. I help somehow, by cleaning up some dusty old church entrance arch area? It has faded greens and reds that brighten up a little once I clean the dust with a microfibre cloth I'm using. I believe the arch is all made of wood, which is painted these colours. I don't see a door to speak of, but the structure is ruined. Its pieces seem to have never been disturbed since it became ruined. I ask mom about the church, she tells me that it's been this way since the last great earthquake. I think that it would have been undisturbed for a very long time, in that case? It's generally sunny in this area, some kind of square at high point of this old style settlement but I am under the shade of the ruins being under the arch. Later, I'm not at that place anymore and am discussing something else on the phone with mom, but I cannot recall what anymore. Notes: - I'm quite tired today but still want to try making some observations for these dreams. - Red and green are colours both with personal and non-personal meanings to me. On the personal side, they show the exclusion of blue, a colour that oddly enough has featured on its own in other dreams recently. But neither green nor blue are favourite colours of mine, although it depends on the specific tone too. -- On the non-personal side, the colours tie in with the locality and ruins in terms of identity, especially because of the mention of the earthquake. Though perhaps an irrational fear, I have all my life been concerned that another event of that scale may occur some day during my lifetime, which would likely affect mom and dad. - The thoughts that L would be Da Vinci's descendant really made no sense and the moment of questioning all of that was a kind of pre-lucid moment. - The crystal was not supposed to be magical, but technological in nature. It was a very interesting thing to use although I think some part of me had unvoiced radiation concerns in the dream. - On falling asleep again after the first set of dreams, I hoped I would return to something and tried setting an intention but I fell asleep faster than I could have realised and realised later I hadn't finished setting my intents and so on. - Both of these dreams and other recent dreams have been especially reminiscent of my native country in their stylistic/aesthetic essence. I should try to make time to explore meanings in regards to this a bit, as I feel it could be helpful with how I've been feeling recently; I have felt particularly nostalgic lately but not of life there specifically, just in general of childhood and some other times. - The fragment probably relates to the fact that a few people I know are having birthdays around this time of the year, but more specifically I used to know A's birthday date but it seems I don't anymore.
Just a quick entry mainly for myself! Don't neglect the daytime work! I did have a strong cold Monday night and Tuesday(1 week ago) that didn't help me feel like doing daytime work, but I slacked way too much on my daytime self-awareness work (a la Sageous) and it showed, taking me 8 days to get my next lucid. I strongly believe that after you have the necessary experience and knowledge, that dry spells are either self-induced or related to things changing around you (new job, new task, sickness, travel). Of course consistency is not to be expected when you are first starting off. I am only talking about after you have some significant consistency. For me, partly because I was sick but mainly because I wasn't putting in enough daytime work towards LDing. Looking back, I could have done some quick RRC check-ins no matter how sick I felt. SSILD, *swinging visualization(motion based) WILD attempt becomes DILD I was so close to wild this morning but at some point I realized that I was just a little too far from sleep, the most crucial element! So I focused on drifting off and lost awareness but was able to DILD. I was getting my teeth checked for some issue that had been bothering me (only according to my dreaming mind) related to the teeth pushing up against my lips. The dentist took me to the x-ray machine and I mentioned the braces I had as a kid and he asked if I had the old x-rays and I said that I could give him the name of the orthodontist to request them. Anyway, this x-ray machine apparently swings you around the entire office as it x-rays your teeth (you've seen those, right? haha) and I think I was semi-lucid at this point, going around the office in my underwear on this machine. I see this odd guy looking in the window of the office and immediately realize yep, this is a dream, awesome machine (I think my swinging visualization during the wild attempt brought on this amazing x-ray machine/theme park ride thingy). I decide to really look around at all the details of the office (influenced by daytime work where I really look around in wonder) as I am being swung around. I also decide to go nude and made my underwear disappear (no flasher IWL, haha). There are several people working in the office including a good looking receptionist (reminds me of walking past some people dining on an outdoor patio of a restaurant IWL and my thought of all the things I would do if this were a lucid dream right now!..awesome feeling of empowerment.) I remember my goal to fly over some local landmarks and scenery and fly up from the machine (the roof is immaterial...or was it?). In flight my vision started fading and I begin to think that the dream may be ending, visualize the swinging of the x-ray machine, maybe I can go back there and stabilize) but slowly but surely I feel myself returning to my sleeping body. It may have also been the end of my REM cycle, but I want to work on stabilization in moments like the above. 98
Lanna was working at Big W (a retail store) and she was working every weeknight. I was there and there was this guy in the line and he looked pretty bogan. Someone (I think Lanna) gave me this mobile phone and I answered it and there was this woman on the phone that said "can you please give this phone to Darren (? I think that was his name, the bogan guy). If he wants to talk to me, get the phone again after he finishes, but if he doesn't want to talk to me, you can just let him have the phone". So I told him that there were people on the phone that wanted to talk to him and at first he said "No" and refused to take the call, but then he thought about it for a while and I put the phone to his ear and he took it. Somehow it was to do with reconciling with his parents. I was happy that he was listening to them. So I stuck around for the conversation to end. I think the girl that gave me the phone was thankful for what I had done. Lanna was telling me that on a Monday the managers at Big W would give people socks if they were wearing flimsy footwear. I thought, "why not take advantage of this every Monday and get free socks every Monday? ", but then I saw one of the managers and she looked like she would be annoyed if you were to do such a thing. There was another part that had gas cylinders with graffiti or something. I think this girl I knew from primary school, Chrissy, was there. And in another part, I exited some building and I landed on this street. It looked like typical suburbia, with all the houses made of brick and looking pretty much the same. I recalll thinking that I didn't like it. I can't remember what I was doing there, but there were some strong winds that were preventing me from walking. I kept walking down this road entered some room. It looked like a "common room" for the suburb. Pretty cool, I thought. It was a large hall-type room and there was a door that led to a bathroom and a reception area near the entrance. There was some guy at the reception desk. I went to the bathroom and the floor was a bit icky, but other than that it was in good condition. Kinda surprising given that it was a public venue. Near the reception desk there was a donation box for people that wanted to make donations to improving the room. And then in some part there was a stereo in the room, and I thought of how I would plug my electric guitar into a radio transmitter and then I could play it through the stereo. And lastly there was another part where James and Diwei were going overseas. We were at the airport and at the X-ray machine place. All our (or their, I am not sure if I was going with them or not) stuff was scattered on the conveyer belt thingies. We all had to lie down on the conveyer belt and go through for a body check.
Morning of February 8, 1973. Thursday. There seems to be a (fictional) movie involving a sailor’s romantic relationship (and he is an unknown character to me). I am watching a very large television (perhaps four square feet) and there is a movie on, seemingly oriented on the west side of the room, though I am not sure what building I am in. (It may be from a memory of a motel my parents and I stopped at when traveling to Florida.) There are scenes of the man being intimate with an unknown woman, mostly hugging and talking at first (though followed by kissing and a love-making scene). The scene relates to his leaving America, I believe. (It may be that he has already left America to meet this female in another country, perhaps Europe or Australia, though I am not certain.) I think the movie is called “The Kiss”. Eventually, though starting out as a cutaway view, everything takes on an X-ray appearance at one point and I am watching the insides of their bodies in x-ray. It does not seem that unusual. Later, I notice color variations. The flowers in a vase on a table in the motel room seem to be affected by the colors on the television screen or change accordingly. It is almost as if features of my dream are “leaking” into each other. This dream seemed a partial result of a less focused “experiment” where I was deliberately trying to dream in black and white. I think the cutaway view may be an influence from looking at cutaway views (side views) of the human reproductive system.
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