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    Dream Journal Entry #8: Consoling SBM's Bad Trip, Synchronized Dogs, and Dane Cook's Penthouse

    by BiggieLebowski on 08-13-2019 at 09:41 PM
    Dream: I recall being at a park, with a winding leading to a hill which gave a vantage point of the park. Some friends that I was skateboarding with, particularly, CM joined me and I noted how there were dogs positioned at the corners of the field's quadrants. At each quadrant point there was a new breed of dog and they seemed to be acting in unison, performing a random action at each interval until. The actions were diverse, like sniffing the ground in zig zag or jumping three times,or spinning. I thought it was funny

    Dream: SBM, said hi to me as he approached me from the left of my visual field. I was standing between gates leading into a theatre. He looked very worried but continued to make conversation as if nothing bothered him. I tried to continue on with his facade until I couldn't bear to see him in pain any longer at which point I asked him if he was having a bad mushroom trip to which he nodded yes. I suggested we sit under the gate cubbies and talk, and so we did. People were passing into the theatre and SBM and I talked about what I can't remember until he calmed down somewhat.

    Dream: I find myself perusing through a very nice apartment. The colour scheme is gold and white with black accents. There is a shower room in aqua with many showers, there is a bathroom with a toilet that has jets in it. There is a bedroom with a king size bed. And there is a room with many girls to which I assume Dane Cook owned as prostitutes. Sure enough, Dane Cook comes and tells us we can have our pick of them. I am with a girlfriend of my own. She's tan, wearing a red shirt and black shorts, and we start having sex on the beanbag in the hopes that the others might be tempted to join in.

    Dream Journal Entry #7: A Red Headed Flirt, Some Black Slime, and Saving BB's Life!

    by BiggieLebowski on 06-07-2018 at 04:40 PM
    Dream: I'm on the plant floor at work playing soccer with DR and his kids. We're using tiny yellow balls. I try to put it through DR's legs to no avail.

    Dream: I enter an outdoor food plaza. The boardwalk is made of wood and so are the stores. I walk past a few places and stop at the burrito store. I was wet and hungry. Without making notice, the outdoor plaza transforms into an indoor plaza, yet still made of sanded wood planks. I get in line and notice a cute girl with red hair and she orders a bag of different things to fill her burrito with. I order a vegan wrap. The girl working the counter had black hair and a down-to-earth attitude. I asked if I could have both asparagus and curry tofu in the burrito. She gave the impression that my request was an inconvenience and that it would get her in trouble with her boss so I told her it wasn't a big deal if she wanted to withhold the asparagus. She was irritated but kept the asparagus on anyways in spite of my consideration. As I got my sandwich I went to say something to the cute, curly, red-headed girl but I was too quiet and she didn't hear me so I pretended like I was coughing because I was nervous. She walked behind me to speak with the cashier and asked if she could have her burrito made there. Now I spoke up (about what I can't remember) and we flirted for a bit. We walked into a seating area with Japanese aesthetic, but before I had the chance to do anything, the chef of the restaurant leaned around the corner and asked someone what the size limit was for recyclable Kombucha bottles. I spoke up and said "2L" although I had no reason to. She thanked me and disappeared behind the wall. Next, myself and the red-head went swimming in many different pools, all which had the Japanese aesthetic. She was running ahead of me so I happily followed her. She would take a dip in the pool and so I did as well. We arrived at, and dived into, a pool which rested near the edge of a cliff. There was a thin layer of fog obscuring the view off the edge, which rolled in between the wooden braces supporting the wooden ceiling. She asked me if I wanted to swim and I agreed. We embraced one another and swam, kicking our feet in synchronicity. She push away from, got out of the pool and playfully gestured for me to chase her. I happily obliged and we left from under the covered pool into the open ones. She dived into a very deep pool, which had a wooden plank on an axis. I leaped for the end of the plank and my weight drove the plank to the bottom of the pool. I noticed there was a man rock-climbing a blue wall in the water. The red-head was swimming gracefully. Suddenly a thick liquid hit me from above in the water. It's black and I assume it's a bird's dropping. I see a bird appear in front of me which I instinctively push away. The black liquid becomes thick and it becomes hard to swim. It spreads down from my hand to my shoulder and here the dream ends...

    Dream: The dream has a cartoonish, picasso-esque appearance. There is a king, being carried by four men on a litter (man-powered vehicle without wheels). He can only reach his destination so long as he has no apples on his litter. Myself and others are tossing apples onto the litter and the king's servant is eating each one. Eventually the servant becomes exhausted and full, but continues to eat the mass of apples. We've stopped for the night and are sitting around a fire...

    Dream: I'm walking to a building with the dogs (my friend group) and I notice a group of female lions approaching and I yell to the dogs to climb on top of the building. I get out and I see most of my friends make it. A few get scratches and bite on their legs or arms. BB gets fully bitten in the torso by one lion. We all free him from it and bring him to the roof. His heart was hanging from a gaping hole in his chest and was white and the size of a brussel sprout. My friends are pressuring me to save him. I have no idea how to sow a heart back together and I tell all my screaming friends so. They tell me to just do it so I do. I turn over the tiny white heart, which spurts a misty gas which smells horrible. I put it back in his chest and sew his skin back together. He gets up immediately as though he was never injured...

    Total Dream Sign Count
    Inner Awareness = 4
    Action = 4
    Form = 11
    Context = 5

    Total LD's/Dream = 0/7 = 0%

    Please comment and let me know if you think I missed some dream sign classifications in the journal entry!

    P.S: During the day I remember trying to persuade people not to inconvenience themselves. At work I was doing a time study and the worker told me he needed a weld tech and which point I told him not to worry about it, and that it wouldn't effect the study, but mostly to convey that I didn't really care and he could work without feeling pressured to be efficient. This mirrors the moment with the cashier and the burrito. This is the second dream (not included in my journals) where I have seen my friend BB who was been chomped by some animal on the chest. The first dream, he was crushed by the jaws of a massive crocodile but I was too distraught to do anything but cry. This dream, with the lions, I chose to do something about it.
    non-lucid , side notes

    Dream Journal Entry #6: Pancakes at the Movies, and a Greek Myth!

    by BiggieLebowski on 06-06-2018 at 08:23 PM
    Fragment: I was at the movies in Toronto with my parents (again in Toronto with my parents?) watching the new Star Wars movie. My mom was hungry and so I convinced my dad to come get food. We lined up at a breakfast place, waited till we were at the cashier, and ordered pancakes.

    We found ourselves in the theatre watching the movie. There were three characters: two unrecognizable actors and Leonardo DiCaprio with a rigid expression, commenting on the apparent state of danger in the current scene.

    I'm no longer at the movies, but rather following a woman. I notice she is flying toward a large sailing ship in the middle of a gigantic whirlpool. All the sailors scurry in fear of being sunk and yet as the woman perches herself onto the railing of the ship, all the men stop and watch her. I'm observing, floating from behind, as her legs change into a snake's tail (like a mermaid, but a snake).

    Total Dream Sign Count
    Inner Awareness = 2
    Action = 2
    Form = 6
    Context = 2

    Total LD's/Dream = 0/6 = 0%

    Please comment and let me know if you think I missed some dream sign classifications in the journal entry!
    non-lucid , dream fragment

    Dream Journal Entry #5: Break-dancing Audition and the Antidote to Devil's Breath!

    by BiggieLebowski on 06-05-2018 at 03:06 PM
    Dream: I was in a gym, rolling (a term equivalent to sparring in BJJ) with some unknown person. I had earphones in and was listening to a song by Flatbush Zombies*. The instructor came over to me, as I was in side mount, placed his hand on my back and signaled for the rolling session to be over. He lined the rest of those in the gym in a line with me and called out the names of those who would move onto compete in a break-dancing competition. Me and some other unknown people were chosen. I seemed very excited to be chosen. I told the instructor it was because I was listening to FZ* that I was able to perform. [My memory of the events that follow are vague...]

    My parents are driving me out of the city of Toronto, surrounded by a few high rises, leading onto an overpass. I mention that this was not the way to the hotel where the audition would take place. My parents turn around and we head to the hotel [Vague...]

    I'm walking through a thin hallway with the instructor who I assume is leading me to the competition. We end up in a room outside where my friend 'BB' blows dust in my face several times, each time I grow irritated. I continue to follow the instructor who leads me to his black van. He slides the side door open which reveals two large tubs full of compacted keef and one seat which the instructor is sitting on, gesturing for me to come in.

    Side notes:
    I attempted a MILD, but I don't think I performed it correctly.

    Total Dream Sign Count
    Inner Awareness = 2
    Action = 1
    Form = 4
    Context = 2

    Total LD's/Dream = 0/5 = 0%

    Please comment and let me know if you think I missed some dream sign classifications in the journal entry!

    Updated 06-05-2018 at 03:25 PM by BiggieLebowski

    non-lucid , side notes

    Dream Journal Entry #4: A Teaching Moment, From Hockey to Football, and a Decaying World! +Fragments

    by BiggieLebowski on 06-04-2018 at 07:09 PM
    Dream: I was watching kids play ball hockey in what seemed to be my grades book gym. I must have been the coach because one of my kids scored to win the game so I ran into the court, picked up him up side ways and pretended to ram him through the rest of the players like an battering ram. All the kids were laughing. Our team was gathered together celebrating the win when I noticed a kid weeping. The rest of the team noticed as well and the mood changed from happy to sad. I asked him why he was upset and he said something like he didn’t feel included. I took him outside the gym to talk so he wouldn’t be embarrassed. I gave him some words of comfort and said something along the 'swearing is fun' to cheer him up. He laughed so I picked him up but he was heavy which I told him and threw him in the snow. Now that he was all cheered up we walked back to the gym.

    As I enter the gym I notice it is an ice hockey arena with grown men playing hockey. I can see their faces clearly when suddenly everything transforms into a football game. The players play as though it’s rugby rules with constant lateral passes.

    The surrounding area now turns into a tropical beach with the outskirts of a big city and an ocean a few yards after a small cliff and a rock plateau. I noticed my friends were gone. I also noticed at least somethings moving along the plateau a large (they turned out to be crabs) rabid man ran to the front of the pack and snatched one to eat. I turn back and realise I don’t know anybody. There’s a man sharpening a knife under a long tarp near the street. I can tell he’s bad. I offer him something to look through like a telescope or binoculars but when he opens the casing to look through his face his shot with this thick beige mold like really thick oatmeal which I hope kills him. He starts laughing maniacally. I realize I had gotten that strange material from my friends who were trapped under the surface of the ground but had turn to zombies with purple and blue shiny eyes. My attention returns to the man sharpening his knife, but now he’s crawling on his stomach as if he has lost the use of his lower body. He’s purple, silver, and shining. I’m trying to walk away but it feels hard to do so. I run into the city which is decaying except a place possibly called “Waysayckers”. I ask the guy if I could train martial arts there 24/7 but he tells me there’s no way he’d let that happen. I see a kid with small stickers or patches polka dotting across his go doing front kicks.

    Fragment: Moving into a house with roommates from my 3rd year of university and partying, smoking weed, drinking.

    Fragment: Sleeping in the same bed as Steve, looking at photos of me cut-out and dressed in real cloth.

    Fragment: Preparing soup lunches on the floor for my family

    Dream Sign Count
    Inner Awareness = 1
    Action = 0
    Form = 3
    Context = 1

    Total LD's/Dream = 0/4 = 0%

    Please comment and let me know if you think I missed some dream sign classifications in the journal entry!

    Updated 06-05-2018 at 03:05 PM by BiggieLebowski