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early:
+(f) sitting in the car with all the cousins, I'm looking around amazed because it has been such a long time since we've been on a road trip like this

later:
+(f) outside? doing something with very tall poles disappearing up into the sky (tall ceiling?) There is a moving metal chute attached to the poles, and I'm looking up at it wondering why it doesn't fall down, it is leaning away from the pole. On another pole the metal chute seems attached better.

+ outdoors, lots of activity all around. A (helicopter?) flies overhead and a bunch of skiers jump out of it. They're using their skis as parachutes to slow their desent, and so their skies are up in the air and their heads are facing the ground as they fall. They are falling into a little ravine/steep hill that allows them to turn upright and touch their skis down to the ground and get to skiing down the slope.

I make my way onto an unfamilar tennis court to talk to an instructor I knew from band (he's wearing a sun hat). I'm about to talk about the Bluecoats 2013 line when a confident-looking blonde guy about 10 feet away (wearing a Bluecoats uniform) loudly proclaims "Blue Kinghts" (seemingly to me and the instructor rather than the air). I am somewhat taken aback as I was in the middle of a sentence.

I'm with some DC I feel like I know (although he is unfamilar) and he is introducing me to 2 trainers. We are outside the aerobics room of a gym I know except that the room is somehow now racquetball courts. They set up an appointment for me for the next day late in the morning (time not remembered). Then things somehow change and it is changed to 6PM (it is 5 something PM currently). All the while I am standing there in a short latex-white swimsuit with a towel and have a feeling of "hurry it up please". realizing I have little time to do my swim (I got tired of swimming IWL?) I walk briskly over to the pool. Can't remember if I took the senseless long way or the logical way but I end up at one of the last two lanes (I believe the second-to-last). I jump in (dive would imply practiced grace) and for some reason decide to swim near the bottom (deeper than IWL). I am somewhat frightened for a bit as gravity keeps me down once I try to come up. I fight and eventually win. The swim is a blank until the end when some people outside the pool are messing with me and either throwing on the pool cover or messing with the laneline. I believe it was the laneline but later it is separated so I am confused. Near its separation, it is slightly tangled and two people mess with it on each end. I did not look who was near me but at the far side is the percussion caption head from band. I remember thinking something like "figure it out" a few seconds before the line is divided. I get out of the pool and note that it is nearly 6. I rush over to my plastic plate dinner of spicy cornbread (?) and chicken but then notice it is a few minutes after 6 (although it has been seconds). I rush through part of the corn bread (most of the meal) and don't touch the chicken. I wake up later.

Fragment 1: I'm in the RV with Grandpa and a few other family members. As Grandpa drives down the driveway and out of the gate, I say something to him and the RV starts to tilt horribly to the right. I freak out at first, but it just keeps tilting and finally hits the ground on it's side.

Fragment 2: I'm waiting at Grandma's gate with Julie. It's dark outside. A man is walking down the driveway to us. Once he get to us he puts the unlocked lock on the fence and attaches a large camera right next to the lock. I ask him about the camera but he doesn't answer. I already know that it belongs to Grandpa.

Fragment 3: I dreamed about a school. High school.

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Lights Out

Lights went out all across the world and, it would be good to stay with friends and family, not to wonder off. If you wonder off you could get killed by a monster.

More School Dreams

My Junior year is just around the corner, of course I'm gonna get School Dreams.
I was at school in World Studies, the bell was about to ring but me, my friend Alec and a few others just ditched class.
Then, I walk into a classroom where I have to get Paper. I remember the Freshmen looking at me, I was kind of nervous. I look through a bunch of papers to see if there is any Blank's. I couldn't find any over there so I just dropped the papers, the papers didn't look organized now. I looked in another which were test papers, I saw lots of papers with my name on it, I was thinking I could write on the back of one of these.

But when I turned it around there was stuff written on the back. I go ask the teacher to see if she has any lined paper, she says no.

I'm back in World Studies, everything looks different as if it was a movie that just got rebooted. On the projector screen there was a song, it was kind of stupid. So I lie my head on the table, the song was about lucid dreaming. I was gonna goto sleep so I can Lucid Dream. Hmm...well I'm stupid. I remember waking up in real life, I couldn't feel my hands, I was tired so I would go back to sleep. But I got acid reflux and, I was uncomfortable so I had to get up.

I actually remembered this dream! That's nice, hopefully I remember again tomorrow. You know if I hear anything about Lucid Dreaming from somewhere like TV, Friends, Family, School you know I should reality check next time.

Morning of August 17, 2016. Wednesday.



My wife Zsuzsanna and I seem to be much younger, perhaps both in our twenties, seemingly about the same age. My dream starts (or at least becomes viably discernible) at a point where we are walking out from the Cubitis carport (a common induction point in my childhood and teenage years) about an hour or two before dawn.

We are headed out to the highway area just beyond the big front yard (the original Highway Seventeen) for some reason. I notice that the area is different. Instead of a culvert, the land is elevated about eight feet above the highway (which is an intriguing variation I had never dreamt of before). I notice a few wastebaskets just off the highway, of various sizes and colors, which I consider as belonging to neighbors. I also get the impression that people sometimes sit in the area on the wayside below as an act of socialization.

Zsuzsanna goes north to the area near where Harold’s orange grove started. There is an unusual large light-colored tree growing through a recess (or circular “notch”) in the embankment with its west side open (and facing the highway). Most of the branches (at least those in view) look as if they had been cut off about a foot or so from the trunk. Some of the exposed roots seem to be nearly at the height of the embankment (extending into the recess only) even though the trunk also properly extends from the ground below just off the highway. I do not question this highly unlikely and illogical feature. There is no traffic on the highway during the length of my dream.

After a short time, even though I have no lucidity, I will a television to appear. It is a widescreen television similar to our real one and it faces the house. I tell Zsuzsanna to “watch this” as I manipulate its placement without touching it, using telekinesis to slide it a bit more north. (At no point is anything discernible or considered to be more north of the tree.) There is a sense of puzzlement where I consider that the embankment may have a slope from the ground level below that is horizontally deeper in near the bottom, and if this is the case, there may be people there though unseen, though this does not seem to be the case after a time. I cause the television to float in the air a few times, just past the edge of the embankment, as I contemplate what to do with it.

I eventually start moving my hands in both a vertically and horizontally increasing span (moving my arms about slowly in an arc) as if indicating that the television is getting larger both in its width and height. This actually works and I am amused as I cheerfully ask Zsuzsanna “how is this?” It becomes very large, nearly as big as a movie theater screen (though with the black surface of a television), several times its original size. The detail seems flawless in how it slides and becomes larger, vaguely reminiscent of shutters opening (though not directly rendered as such, though I do get an association of parts of it flopping out from the side as it evenly grows larger though not as if by original design). My dream becomes more and more vivid as I go closer to the tree and the edge of the embankment and I sit down to the left of the tree (south side). It is the only tree visible in the area.

Zsuzsanna starts climbing the tree, but only near embankment height, and she mostly only circles around it, sitting on a truncated (seemingly evenly sawed-off) branch a couple times, while facing the tree. Still, I am concerned that she could slip or fall and I tell her to be careful as I would not want anything to happen. I then use telekinesis to start causing dirt to fill in the recess that the tree is adjacent to, but decide to stop after a short time even though the completion would cause the area to be more stable to walk on (though this is not really logical as in reality there would still be less dirt overall in the area, although there is a sense that I may be creating it as I also mentally move it). Zsuzsanna seems very happy and deriving pleasure from moving about the tree’s circumference (while staying mostly at the embankment height, going neither up or down). I feel a sensual attraction to her as she sits on the truncated branch facing the tree, the scene being somewhat erotic.

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Since 1968, Highway Seventeen (the original name as the stretch is now called Northeast Cubitis Avenue), when featuring as the main setting of a dream (especially in the final segment) causes an absolutely amazing heightened sense of clarity and extremely clear “realistic” detail and vividness. I suspect at least two possible reasons for this. A highway often seems symbolic of the strongest link between dream self and more discernible increasingly active consciousness. I also spent a lot of time (during a period of about eight years) waiting on the wayside for the school bus (as well as getting off there in the afternoon), and so these two factors also can combine to validate this as an augmented liminal space and “arriving home” (waking up) scenario. The fact that I non-lucidly create and manipulate the television (which usually represents a dream within a dream though in contrast also a link to the external real environment) seems to be a very intriguing non-lucid practice of dream manipulation (though many dreams throughout my life, I as my dream-self have also manipulated non-lucidly solely by pretense and nearly subliminal expectation, though this does not always work, as with my recent “Robot Help” dream as an example). Additionally, the television expanding and growing larger is also analogous to my dream becoming more vivid.

I start off outside somewhere. It looks like I was in some kind of castle courtyard. It was daytime and I was standing on cobbled concrete, there was a stone railing that en squared the area I was in and there were also flags here. I'm walking around and realize that I'm playing a game and right then I run into a player. I started to run but he waved at me to come over and I saw that he was the Mega Dragon Zord! He was large in sized and despite him appearing like a 2d sprite, he was still very detailed. I seen his red visor, the shield like chest and his tail. He smiled and waved at me and I pressed a key and waved back at him. He ran off and I went on to exploring. I thought that if I was on a normal server that he would for sure attack me with that drill weapon or try to uppercut me. I seen some green forest trees off in the distance, beyond the wall and some clouds in the blue sky. Then I see a princess-like woman. She also waved at me and I waved back. I walked next to a stone railing and a horizontal mini pole extended from it. I decided to try and climb it but the pole was slippery and I flipped upside own, nearly falling. I grabbed on to the pole tightly and Mega Dragonzord saw what was going on. He ran up to the railing and he held his hand out to me but not beyond the rail. I reached out to try and grab his hand but realized that I was reached through one of the holes and did not want him pulling me through that. He pulled his hand back anyhow and was making sounds and then I realized that he was pointing at something. I looked down and can see the princess down below safe. Then I a saw a rope, that is what he was pointing at. I grabbed on to it and slid down. and when I got to the bottom. Mega Dragon laughed cheerily, clapped his hands a few times and left from there. The Princess was glad that I was okay and she shook my hand. Some music started playing then I woke up.

Tonight I had non-lucid dreams but not much recall. Of course I didn't try to force it because I needed rest more than I needed dreams.

I was in two groups of people I knew/know. I believe first I was with a small group of people I knew from rowing. We were lined up near a line of EZ-ups near a lake. Although I believe there was a dropoff to a lower level and then the water level. I recall a feeling of dread. I spaced out and noticed the people near me were holding some sort of pose that seemed to be a core exercise. Noticing I was the only one not doing it I assumed the pose. Blank. I'm in some library (a building that was nearby us) that is large. I seem to remember all the bookcases being about neck-high but the ceiling going up very far. I was running around and felt some relief from the dread I had felt earlier even though I am aware that the same people are in the same building.

Blank.

I am at band rehearsal as an instructor. Except the group is small and practice is in the middle of an intersection I am very familar with. The director was there except I did not notice him until he spoke to me following my joking harassment of another instructor. He says I messed around with the snares a lot last year. Sudden transition/blank. The same group of people is in the yard of my dad's house at the edge of the lawn. Little is remembered. Then I am in a group with the percussion section a bit further out in the center of the lawn. I recognize another instructor I have seen often IWL and the caption head (although briefingly but I remember him less). I remember hearing about drama and either thinking or saying "All you innocent high schoolers". I believe that was the wording. Next I recall a feeling of isolation listening to them laugh. I become somber and immediately think to myself (exact wording) "I think too much and read the wrong books". Around then the instructor references a book about black magic that I cannot remember if I mentioned IWL.

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Chain of Memories

I was at Castle Oblivion from Kingdom Hearts, looks like the picture above but is more colorful with red curtains and some other colors. I believe I was Sora or someone, I remember a woman A.I. talking to me about this castle disrupted the flow of Space and Time. (Since the castle creates solid copies of memories)
Later in the Dream, I remember getting catapulted across a grassy terrain. And I also remember looking into my reflection, I looked like Robert Downey Jr. and I even had the ironman suit on, minus the Mask.

That's all I could remember, see you tomorrow if I can remember...does anyone have tips for dream memory? and control?

2016-08-15

Dream #8

I'm walking through what is supposedly a school building (does not exist IRL) and get to an area of grass about 5 metres long and 10 metres wide. There is a road to the left and a road to the front. I walk up to a pedestrian crossing on the second road. There are more buildings on the other side. Someone is with me. A teacher is carrying an improbably tall (1m) stack of books. I split the stack between the three of us and we cross the road. There are no cars.

Dream #9

I was travelling somewhere, possibly a long distance over land, possibly in a bus. I arrive from the "south" with a large group of other people in an area with a few buildings. There is a central road running through it to the "north" to a shallow sea, with a lighthouse at the end. There is a bay to the east of the lighthouse. We are standing on this road, east of a statue in the middle of it. This might not be where we were originally going. Something strange has happened - all the people are gone, but everything else appears largely intact. Everyone universally decides that the world is ending and we need to survive.

I pick out a group of people and start moving north, but everyone else follows us. I decide that we need to stay away from everyone else to survive, so we arrive at another statue, hide behind it to its northeast, then I send one of my group, a friend I know IRL, into the thick forest to the east. By this time the group following us is quite large, and nobody notices him leaving. I was planning to join him there immediately but decide I'll go there later.

We continue moving down the road, looting supplies, then go along the edge of the bay. The bay is almost a full circle, and is only connected to the sea by a narrow channel near the lighthouse. There are very few buildings here. This is in an unfamiliar country, possibly Greece. We are mostly looting small electronics, and don't seem to care about food or other survival supplies even though we expect to stay here for a long time. At the end of the bay, someone finds a wallet with a 2 euro receipt and a local SIM card in it, and I tell him to check if there is mobile coverage. I tell him that he can use the backup phone in my backpack for this, but only if he can't find another one to use.

The perspective abruptly switches to third-person, following a ghost. The ghost is indoors, at a swimming pool, haunting someone she had known before she died.

Perspective switches back to first person. I am standing southwest of the lighthouse, looking southwest. A car arrives from the south onto the beach and I explain the situation. Then I look east. Somehow, possibly as a result of the ghost's appearance, a voice tells everyone in the area that they will be returned from it, with whatever loot they are carrying at the moment. The voice represents whoever is responsible for the whole incident. I am disappointed by the fact that this is ending. I wake up.

I'm walking around a school. It very similar to my elementary school, but it's obviously high school. As I walk around I enter a large circular room with a giant staircase down the middle. I notice the the whole room is really full of people. The walls are glass windows. I walk up to the walls and look outside. I notice that we are very high up like in a sky scraper, but I feel like we're actually moving, as if in a dirigible. While still staying close to the windows, I walk around the room, heading towards the stairs. When I get to them I see A very tall, white man walking down them. I get nervous and shrink away from him a bit. I immediately walk past the stairs, hoping he doesn't see me. I look back to make sure he's gone. Once I'm sure he's gone, I feel better and go close to the windows again. I sit down next to two girls who I'm friends with. I smile and they smile back and say hi. Then they turn back to each other and start to make out. It doesn't bother me at first, but then I start to get annoyed. I feel envious and think that I should have someone to kiss as well. Without saying anything, I get up and walk up to the windows. I look up and see a large rope for blinds. I grab it and try to pull the blinds down. But for some reason they won't stay down. I freak out a little bit because I know if I let go of the rope the blinds will fly all the way up and I don't want that. A guy suddenly walks up and offers to help me. I smile gratefully and he takes the rope and pulls the blinds down. I walk away from him as he does that. I feel like I need to find someone.

early:
+(f) some (people?) off in the distance, I come into a courtyard and enter into a room that has a soaking wet towel on the ground amidst a pool of water, and I'm hesitant to step on it [woken by wife snoring]

later:
+ [vivid, detailed]: on a farm, standing on a patio overlooking the fields. The farmer is to my left, I observe his (son?) going out into the fields. He goes into a grove of trees in order to get some farming equipment and I'm thinking that's a really long way to go to get and put back the equipment. He comes riding on a piece of farming machinery like a tractor. He's driving around back and forth on the thing, it has a huge roller on it with spikes that creates large divots in the ground kind of like a lawn aerator. There's a small animal like a dog or cat and it's running around the tractor and I'm concerned that it will get run over and the farmer and I are (trying to warn the driver of the tractor?). Then the tractor is a multi-legged "stomping" thing with about 6-8 legs on a side, mechanical legs and retract up and thrust down into the dirt. It is being used to break up the stiff dirt into soft dirt. Then the driver is walking in deep, wet mud with his own legs to break up the stiff turf.

I'm talking to the farmer and he's saying I'll need to be sleeping out in the fields. This doesn't bother me but I say I'll need more pillows, about 3-4 more. He wonders why I need so many, and I explain that I need 3-4 pillows in order to account for my bad back in order to prevent my back from sagging in the bed.

I'm walking up a hill past the farm and looking at the roads leading away. The (farmer?) is standing with me and points to one of the roads indicating that that's the one that people ride down. I start to correct him that I don't recognize the road but then I look and "remember" it, and I notice that there are a lot of people skating (skateboards) and boarding (snowboards, but no snow) down the road and hopping off of jumps and heading down the hill off the road. I start riding back down the rough asphalt road we're standing on, on a skateboard, back down the gentle slope towards the farm. I'm intently watching the road surface, there are some (not very deep) uneven places, potholes and exposed pipes that I'm riding over. I'm a bit concerned about falling with the speed I'm going and losing skin on the asphalt. I'm zig zagging to bleed off some speed. I eventually end up back in the farm house and I'm thinking there is some way to continuously skate back up to the top of the hill and keep on going. I'm thinking my legs are tired from all that standing on the skateboard.

Had a hard, sleepless night. Nothing recalled.

This pisses me off but literally all I can remember is that I dreamed about Lee Minwoo. That's it. *sighs*

The beginnings of this dream are quite simple. I was at the T house and many of my friends were there. Kira from grade 8 and Justin May but showed up, what a strange group it was. After hanging for a while the season changed to winter, so we all started skiing. I am at the front of the group ripping it down Holimont. This is one of the most vivid dreams I've ever had. Justin May is bragging about how good a a skiier he is and how these are not the alps. I can feel that my skiis need a waxing, and the hills are properly contoured causing me to have an uneven ride. I see some kids doing pizza skis down the hill and wipe out while watching them. My friends all rip on me for falling and continue on. I fall again later and lose them, so I just have fun on my own on the hill. This is the first time in my life I've skied without the boots hurting my feet, and I didn't even become lucid enough to enjoy it. At the bottom of the hill I was with Aidan and some guy I don't know and we tried to fit on a chairlift that was way too small for two to sit even though it had three seats. I sat in the chair behind and we headed up.

Suddenly I'm driving the Steam Machine. I arrive at a small cafe and get out to read a book. The book is the Millionaire Fastlane, but it is printed in a Malcolm Gladwell book cover. I am reading it in peace on this little patio in the rain, when suddenly Tai Lopez is there. This is now the strongest detail I can recall since the dream I had about the skatepark. People are coming up to Tai every 2 minutes and asking him about advice, telling him how much they love him. I just sit there and read my book, knowing there's no point in talking to him as he'll just give a default answer or a 'thank you'. Some rich kid comes up and puts his arms all over my chair to look casual and starts talking to Tai about being rich and having nice clothes. Tai is courteous but doesn't give a shit, and then everyone leaves. I'm enjoying the rain, the pitter patter, and the book which I cannot read but can derive meaning from.

"That's a great book."

I look up and Tai is still chilling. I smile and say it surely is. I say how much I love the title, it's so smart to call it something like that and he laughs. We have some more little smalltalk before he asks me if I have any questions for him. I say not really, he speaks quite a lot and now is the time to relax. After that though I do ask him how he manages sleep. I say that he must only get 5 hours, and he says that you simply manage, once you're in it you're in it and you won't die. Try to grab naps if you can and if you can't just work anyway. Now he can get as much sleep as he wants every day, because of that small sacrifice in the beginning.

We chatted about some more things, and then at the end of the day we both got on a bus into the city. I realized after a few blocks that I left the Steam Machine at the cafe, and had to get off. I walked off into the rain alone, reflecting on my time with Tai. Somewhere lost in the grey fog of the afternoon showers I refound my consciousness.