Xanous' Dream Journal

#323 – WILDy DILDy ish – 3:36AM

After my alarm @3 I focus on relaxation and body awareness. I am not sure but I think I entered a dream about trying to WILD and had one of those in-dream-WILDs... I think. It's really fuzzy there but I distinctly recall the vibes and exit.

I fumble in the dark and see the kitchen from Luling. Oh man why? I don't want to be here. The area slowly lightens up but it still feels like night time. I remember to try a new take on stabilization and blindly feel around on the messy counter-top. I grab something like a cross between a cell phone and a cordless phone. I don't bother looking at it but keep it in my right hand, feeling every detail while I explore the dream; like a continuous stabilization. The dream grows and I wander into the living room, making my way to the door. As I do, I wonder if I entered the past and had literal AP. I wonder if all the haunting was really just me visiting from the future. I dismiss it as a product of all the reading I've been doing.

When I step out the front door I hit a bit of void but I don't let it slow me down. I shout, “HELLOPMN” The left side of my lips seem stuck and it takes effort to free my jaw. I try again but with less enthusiasm, “Hello World.” I scoff at the throw back phrase from my programming days. The front yard forms but I am drawn to the street light since it is the only source of light. I do a check noting if my memory of the place is correct and it looks about right. Suddenly the dreams fades and I go into DEILD mode. I am disappointed when I realize how quickly I forgot about the phone.

My wife stirs next to me and the DEILD is slow. I briefly lose lucidity.

I find myself in the church and become lucid as I move about. I see a man and woman sitting in something like the nursery area. Still thinking like I am some disembodied spirit, I decide to prank them. I sneak between them and shriek loudly. The woman turns her head slightly to the man, “Do you hear that?”
I shriek towards the man. “Yeah what is that? They don't seem afraid enough so I poke and push at them. This scares them enough that they decide to calmly leave the room. Suddenly, I feel bad for doing all this in a church. I worry that God will punish me and decide I better leave as well. Silly dream logic, I know. I spy a viewing window into the sanctuary and phase out. There is a strange moment where my vision is obscured by dirty glass longer than it should. I have to focus to make it go away. I see a man in the hallway that looks like Ross from work. He asks me, “What organ do you play?”
My mother is standing there looking scandalized as she scoffs. I feel like he is being perverted and answer with disdain, “Uh, I play the guitar.”

I follow my mother outside and suddenly feel smaller and child like. I feel really energetic and start boucing around as we head back to the house. It's still night time as we meet my father. He's staring by the old Geo Prism he used to own, talking about going some place. I look the car over and see it's not quite right. I ignore it, because I am too excited about riding along. Still very child like, I shout “Yeah! Let's go!” I hop in the back and my parents get in. I watch my dad turned around looking back to pull out of the driveway. I notice he's turn around way further than normal, but again, I dismiss the dream glitch. I have a thought that the dream has been really long. I am impressed. Suddenly, I recall the basic TOTM to repeat what a DC says for as long as you can.

Me: Hey dad.
Dad: What?
Me: What?
Dad: What?
Me: What?
Dad: What?
Me: What?
How long is he going to keep this up? My father looks at my mother.
Dad: He keeps repeating me, hon.
Me: He keeps repeating me, hon.

I laugh as I repeat another phrase of his, I can't remember now because I am startled by his driving. He's a very bad driver in waking life and always scares the shit out of whomever is unfortunate enough to ride with. Anyway, we come to a 4-way stop but he does not appear to be slowing down. Out of reflex I shout, “DAD LOOK OUT!” I immediately realize my mistake as the quickly stops. I lost the game. “Oh man! You got me.” I chuckle at the whole thing. “Man you totally get me.”
My father just keeps asking what I am talking about. I realize I am feeling an object in my hand. Its a part from work. I try to focus on it as I continue the dream. I remember there is another task I wanted to try but I can't seem to remember. I get caught on this and forget about the object in my hand. I try to remember as I try to continue a conversation, but It's all too much and I lose focus on the dream. It fades and decide to go ahead and let it go.