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    Best Chess Lesson Ever

    by LeaningKarst on 05-25-2022 at 03:47 AM
    Iíve gone to a school building to hold a chess club meeting there. Itís dark, like an early winter morning before school hours, and itís drizzling out. The layout of the building is reminiscent of the second high school I attended. I realize Iíve left my equipment in the car, but I still have plenty of time to get it and set up before students start arriving.

    Iím still setting up when Coach A arrives. (He taught math there, as well as coaching track and cross country.) Heís apparently going to be here for the lesson today. The students start arriving as well, but I still havenít got my board up. Looking around the room, I notice that I also seem to have brought my bouzouki along, in its hard case, as well as a Jolly Roger on a short staff (which, in retrospect, was maybe the first sign that things were about to get a little weird).

    I hang my board in the front of the room, but some students say they could see it better in the back, so I move it there instead and begin the lesson. I start with ladder checkmates, asking whether anyone is already familiar with them. Some are. I continue, but Coach A comes in with an explanation of his own which seems to be a bit of a digression. Iím not really happy about his presence, but he does work here, so I just have to work with the situation.

    In what follows, I give a version of the lesson which is recognizable, though a bit twisted in places, explaining how the rooks work together to trap the opponentís king on one side of the board Ė I recall comparing the rooks to clumps of dough around the king when the checkmate has been accomplished. Iím aware that this seems to be taking an unusually long time, and most of the students who would really benefit from it arenít here today, and at this rate I donít know if Iíll have time for the rook and king checkmate, too.

    I then proceed to explain the checkmate again, in a different way, by launching into a long, elaborate story about a man who is walking along the street one day, minding his own business, when he finds himself closed in by an impassable wall. He tries to escape, but he is already trapped, and the walls keep getting closer and closer without there being anything he can do about it. The visual aspect of the dream is now the storyís events rather than the classroom. I canít remember many of the details now but you can probably get a good idea of what it was like by watching a video on ladder checkmates and then reading Kafkaís The Trial.

    -24.5.22
    Categories
    non-lucid

    Boat on a Stormy Sea; Cemetery Campsite

    by LeaningKarst on 05-22-2022 at 09:11 PM
    Boat on a Stormy Sea

    Iím at an event taking place in a large, white tent, with people sitting at long tables in rows. I canít remember the earlier part of the dream any longer, but at some point, a man on some sort of machine, kind of like a large tractor/open tank, bursts in and starts threatening people while riding up and down the aisles. He doesnít actually seem to be trying to hurt anyone Ė yet Ė but itís clearly a dangerous situation, so I head off to prepare properly before taking care of it.

    I go some distance away to a much smaller tent, where my own things are, and start by tying my hair back since that thing has exposed moving parts on it, and I want to be able to get close to it without having my neck snapped. While Iím getting ready, I plan, although I donít think this will be very complicated. I figure Iíll just jump on and start messing with levers. But Iíll want to take out his grapply thingies first so he canít just move them back.

    When Iím done, I go back a different way, past some fairly large buildings. The area is reminiscent of a university campus, and life seems to be going on normally here. A woman holding a number of small cards approaches me, wanting me to draw one. I do, knowing that sheís trying to help in some way. The cards are made of cardboard and are of varying sizes, as if theyíre from multiple decks. I draw one which turns out to have a picture showing a boat on a stormy sea.* Thereís accompanying text Ė Iím aware of having to focus more than usual in order to not instantly forget it (although, unfortunately, I did forget it between then and awakening). I take this as a positive sign. It also somehow suggests to me that it might be a good idea to see if I can get some of the other people in the tent to help out regarding the grapply things.

    * Note: this is the symbol for chords with dominant function in the app I use to practice improvising, which is something I was doing the night before this dream.

    13.5.22



    Cemetery Campsite

    I seem to be camping in a cemetery. Another tent is staked a few plots down Ė a mother and a young boy, who's three-ish, are staying there. I wonder whether I should tell them theyíre camped on one of the graves thatís supposed to be haunted.

    We eventually do meet up somehow, and I show them the way to a local bank at her request. She meets with a couple of her relatives there, including an older woman who reminds me of somebody I know, who is looking after the child (who I now know is called Eliot) while she does something there. Eliot suddenly runs out of the building, and the woman follows, chasing him. I think she may need some help though, and so I wait around the opposite corner of the building and catch Eliot as he rounds it. He immediately starts crying.

    Sometime after that Ė back at the campsite Ė the woman has given me a bone with some meat on it to cook over a small fire. However, as I hold it over the flame, I notice thereís hardly any meat there at all Ė just a couple little scraps.

    Upon awakening, I also remembered a piano ostinato playing Ė not as a background of the dream, but as if it had somehow been going through my mind at the same time, apart from it. I didnít check the pitches soon enough after the dream to be able to put it in a definite key, but this is what it sounded like:



    -15.5.22


    Lots of interesting dreams lately. I'm not going to copy them all here, but highlights include:

    -Preparing for a chess match against a guy who likes to send his bishop in for a sacrifice on the f-pawn early in the game. I find this annoying and intend to make sure, through my own choice of moves, that this is not going to be an appealing option for him.

    -Lots of hostels and hotels.

    -Attending a concert on a campus but leaving after my rowdy friends got kicked out since itís not really worth being there without them.

    -A lucid dream mostly consisting of talking to people and exploring.
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    Place of Right

    by LeaningKarst on 05-13-2022 at 03:29 AM
    I seem to be staying with a large group of people in a sort of vacation rental house. Itís late night, early morning, and having woken up, Iíve checked on the cats to make sure theyíre still here, where theyíre supposed to be. (I notice at some point that Iím not wearing pajamas, but an olive green cargo vest over a multicolor shirt, which strikes me as a little odd.) The cats are fine, but it looks like other people are up and about as well Ė the other young people there seem to be gathering together in an unused room, and thereís an atmosphere of anticipation, as if some spur-of-the-moment plan is being put together. I donít really feel like going in to see whatís going on, though Ė I walk past to the bathroom down the hall.

    After that, somebody actually comes along to invite me to join them, and thereís a jump to another location, this one outside, along a street of what seems vaguely like a small city. Weíre near an ice cream vendor and his cart, and somebody has apparently managed to get a really good deal on a large quantity of ice cream. The man scoops different kinds out and hands it over to the people who are also out here now. An older man explains to me whatís going on: everybody is planning to travel together to Prague to see the Pablo Neruda museum. (This places the location firmly in Dream-Prague, as no such thing exists there, as far as I know.)

    He has a picture of it, like a newspaper clipping in black and white showing the front of the building, which strikes me as familiar. There are four odd statues out front, roughly human-shaped. One seems to have a head the shape of a crescent moon. The man states that the museum is located in the Place of Right. This confuses me for just a second. Then I tell him that the name would probably be something more like ďLaw SquareĒ or ďLegal PlazaĒ translated into English. My memories of the place suggest that the association with the law comes from a former era and is not representative of the present-day location, that itís located near the Mala Strana area (possibly by association with Nerudova Street) or a bit south of that, and that thereís a Gothic tower in the square as well as the museum.

    All of us are in Croatia, and Iím not sure if I feel like traveling all the way to Prague, especially since I visited the museum relatively recently. But it would be an interesting experience in its own right, traveling there with all these people. And maybe they could use someone who knows their way around there. Somebody brings me a cup of ice cream, white with flecks of chocolate or cookies in it. I take it. I donít really like ice cream that much, especially not first thing in the morning, but it would probably just sit there and melt if I refused.

    -12.5.22
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    non-lucid

    Gotta Breathe Sometime

    by LeaningKarst on 04-27-2022 at 10:40 PM
    Iím in an unfamiliar house with my mother, showing her some pieces of music Iíve written using a playback program on a computer. As the dream goes on, the physical setting apparently vanishes in favor of the scores scrolling before my eyes. Unfortunately, I can no longer remember any of the music except for the clarinet part in one. The clarinet is holding a single note, and as several measures go by without it stopping, I make a mental note to modify the part as soon as weíre done listening. The computer may be able to play it back as written, but a clarinettist does actually have to take a breath at some point.

    -27.4.22
    Categories
    non-lucid

    The Problem with Open Mics

    by LeaningKarst on 03-20-2022 at 10:49 PM
    The dream seems to be set within some kind of video game world, and as part of the game, I have to go out swimming in the sea and do something with the various fish swimming below the surface (I am no longer sure precisely what the point was supposed to be). One particularly large shape seems a little too interested in me, and itís only after repeatedly beating it off that it gets the message that Iím not dinner and comes to the surface.

    It is a shark, and it proceeds to tell me a story Ė one that I can already tell is unlikely to have a happy ending from a human point of view, although the shark itself is completely oblivious to these implications. I am annoyed with the game for making me come all the way out here and do this. I do not enjoy punching sharks. I do not especially like being buttonholed by them, either. But, I reflect, that is always the problem with open mics.

    -20.3.22
    Categories
    non-lucid