Morning of February 23, 2018. Friday. In the first part of my dream, I am sitting on the floor of the Gellibrand Street apartment’s porch. (We have not lived there in years.) I am looking through and reading some coupons relating to free offers. By writing down four letters which appear on the coupon, KLRS, and then the next letter after each, underneath, LMST, it somehow causes a package to be immediately sent to our front door, though I do not open it as I focus on the unusual nature of this puzzling technology. I begin to ponder on how the company would know what I wrote in a notebook in my own home. I later write LMPR, and MNQS underneath. (Throughout my dream, I clearly read and write uppercase letters which remain the same, which is atypical of the dream state, as writing typically changes in many dreams when looking back at it again.) A handwritten message appears above the letters relating to the activation of a special offer. Similar events occur a few more times. I begin to wonder more about how this is possible. The setting changes (without my dream self paying much attention) to an unfamiliar location. It is a large room with a table. Dennis (an older half-brother on my mother’s side ) is present. (I have not seen him in real life since 1994.) I tell Dennis about the companies and clubs that somehow cause handwritten messages to appear in my notebook. I look through my notebook and, for a time, cannot find the evidence, though I eventually do and show him. One message is on what looks like black embossing tape with white letters. It easily comes off the page. Dennis is curious, but I consider he may not be convinced of this inexplicable technology. “Watch this,” I tell him. Instead of getting a code from a coupon, I make up a sequence. I write NOPQ, but decide to change it to LMNR, as I consider the code would probably not have four letters in a row in alphabetical order as such, even though they are otherwise in an alphabetical sequence. I then write MNOS underneath. A handwritten message appears out of nowhere that displays something like, “Thank you for activating your membership.” I use NORS, OPST underneath, and a similar message appears. I ask Dennis, “How are they doing this?” He does not reply. I use MNOS a few times (with NOPT), each time on a different page, and the same message appears above what I had written, relating to benefits of membership activation, though I eventually get, “You have already activated your membership. Thanks for your participation.” I start to consider that there may be hidden cameras everywhere. This seems to “explain” it, though I forget about the unlikelihood of writing appearing on paper from no discernible source. I write MNOS again and NOPT underneath. A large moving image of a Doberman Pinscher’s head appears on the wall. It is as if a film is being shown; the aspect ratio is square. The dog is apparently barking, but there is no sound. I perceive this as some sort of function to express a warning about repeatedly using the same code to activate something that had already been activated. There is no sense of threat at any time or any genuine wariness. In fact, I find it somewhat amusing even if it is inexplicable. Again, I ask Dennis, “How are they doing this?” There is now also an unfamiliar male in the room who I do not see as an imposer or related to the inexplicable events. I consider that he may be puzzled as well. Dreams are mainly ascending reticular activating system mediation (and modulation when the dream self by way of subliminal conscious self intent attempts to remain asleep) between transient dream self and whole conscious self identity, primarily being autosymbolism for consciousness reascension while subliminally exploring the dream state. Why so many people completely ignore this truth in favor of asinine pretense (often focusing on negative dynamics even where there are none) has baffled me since childhood. My development since early childhood, in understanding the dream state (and dismissing the tripe of books on the “meanings” of dreams while even marrying my literal “dream girl” in real life), has resulted in an extraordinary virtuous circle effect as seen in this dream, even though my dream self remains puzzled about the communication from my conscious self. Yes, that is what is happening. My conscious self is sending threads of communication (by way of the ECF, emergent consciousness factor, in RAS mediation) to my dream self to enhance skills which typically do not exist in the dream state (though some asinine individuals make the ridiculous claim that one cannot read in the dream state at all). It has nothing to do with “messages from the subconscious”, as my dream self IS the subconscious (and the subconscious is a dynamic band that has no viable temporality or consistent intelligence). Aside from that, only the conscious self has viable reasoning skills, including coherent perception of the written language, and yet here, my dream self maintains (again through the virtuous circle effect of having devoted much of my life to dream state study and enhancement of the dream state) some extent of control and feasible discernment regardless of not being viably lucid. The dog in the final scene represents the obedience factor (as I have explained in my journal many times before) as well as this dream’s WAF (waking alert factor) by way of my subliminal attempt to sustain the dream state. The wall is a liminal space divider between dream self and conscious self identity. The (transpersonal) preconscious personification (the unfamiliar male in the room) remains passive in my dream self’s subliminal activity until I wake.
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28.01.2015My twin flame helps me with a scavenger hunt to enter a synchrotron (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Full Dream Recall (1 pts) Non Lucid Dream from WBTB (failed) (2 pts) I was in a big hotel and it was spring. The hotel had huge gardens and a massive pool. Around the gardens, there were smaller pools just to wet the feet and there were tons of flowers and grass. I was excited because even though it was warm, there were no bees or other flying insects. I saw a few spiders but I like spiders so I had no problem with them. I saw some signs around announcing a Yugioh tournament with the photo of Pegasus I also saw Olga, my twin flame who was hanging out with a friend, and I believe her boyfriend was around there too (15 x 2 = 30 pts) and it seems there was some activity of a scavenger hunt going on. I was very delayed because I just noticed it. Olga came to me and kissed me a few times and was very amotional. She told me she would help me to catch up. I had to get some coupons to be able to join a synchrotron and do some stuff in there I had to go to fast food restaurants and do surveys in exchange of coupons. I needed to rush because Olga's friend was a bit rude with me and she did not want to get delayed (it seems she was in Olga's team or something.) As I did the survey, it was five pages long, but most was text. I also had a folder with a ton of paper masks that apparently I used in a different dream (note: I was not lucid) so I tossed all the masks. When I gave the survey, I could say that a lot of papers were scratched. The guy from the place gave me a ton of extra coupons because he liked my energy as well as 100 euro because it was the payment for the survey. I felt it was an easy way to do money. I went to two or three places more. It was getting close to 7pm, due time to enter the synchrotron. Olga went with me to a mall while holding my arms and her friend was grumpy. We went to a huge mall and we needed to go to a five story store called "Dohuwk" (this store was made up, it seems not to exist) and it was a clothing store. I just had to do a small purchase to get the last coupon. As we were walking to it, I said something about Oklahoma. Olga's friend said it was to be said with a different accent and she said it in a strange tone of voice. She also said that she was going to buy a Nissan 15.
I am walking about a very odd neighborhood. I say it was odd because I couldn't for the life of me discern whether or not it was a town, a city, a school, a campus, etc. It was just odd in that strange dream-like sort of way that is very nearly impossible to explain to another human being (or computer screen as the case may be). As I am walking, I eventually end up somewhere, and that somewhere is not a place I really wanted to be. It was a great towering walmart. Now, let me explain a little something about myself.... I don't go to walmart. The place scares the crap out of me. It's big and scary and there are flourescent lights, and it's just the kind of place I don't want to go. The last time I went to walmart (irl) I very nearly got a panic attack as soon as we had made it about halfway through the store. I really don't like that place (or any giant department stores/malls, walmart just seems to generally be the worst though). Anyhow, as I was saying, I was swiftly approaching the walmart on foot when I found I was holding a strange pamphlet. It had lots of pictures of RV's on them and said that I would be able to purchase a 5 room RV for $1,200. The thing was like a freaking palace. It also inflated into a full house with a garden sometimes, but I forget how you made it do this. Somehow I purchased the RV and was pretty happy about it. I think I made a bargain with some people saying I would pay them back. They gave me the RV and a $600 gift certificate to walmart that had to be spent within the next hour or it would expire. I ventured inside of the great fortress, the fluorescent lights were blinding, the store huge, a giant labyrinth of aisles and strange hidden places that I didn't particularly wish to explore. I grabbed a cart. The entirety of the time I was inside the fortress the cart was simply following me and I was not pushing it. This made perfect sense at the time, and in fact I did not pay much attention to it. I kept calling things in French, but it was kind of a jumble. I was really americanizing it all. For example "oh these are pretty tasses." People kept giving me strange looks. At one point I exclaimed out loud, "fuck this shit, I don't care if I don't spend the money, this place sucks," and stormed out the front doors. I saw a few people I knew in the parking lot. I wanted to show them my RV thinking that I would impress them. I took them inside and the first thing I showed them was that in the main bedroom, if you flipped the bed over it was a giant hot tub. They were not amused. ... the next parts of the dreams were strange, hazy, bizarre and I'm going to have an incredibly difficult time trying to explain just exactly what happened. It had something to do with Sleeping Beauty and Snow White. I was with a group of people. We had to go into a cave and rescue/save/defeat something. There were beautiful flowers that were pink and seemed to be made out of glass. I kept picking them up and admiring them. There was talk of how we must reenact the old stories. Later there was talk of how we were filming a movie. At one point I walked through downtown Santa Cruz and into a pizza place. There was a large group of people sitting around on bar stools in a circle. I think it was someones birthday. There was someone else with me who had walked in but I don't remember. We all sat down and they all went and sat down at a different table. Me and the other person were left sitting around wondering what we should do. We got up and sat with them and then left because we didn't like the energy. A lot of other stuff happened but unfortunately it's too hard for me to describe right now.
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