Morning of September 22, 2018. Saturday. Reading time: 1 min 22 sec. Readability score: 62. I am sitting in a wooden chair that is first in a mostly undefined featureless room, though with a vague essence of our present home. It is possibly late morning at first. The passage of time seems unusual at the beginning. Several years may have passed very quickly with a brief awareness of different seasons. Soon, it is in an overgrown field. A Twin Wasp engine is on the ground, a few weeds growing around it. It seems to be golden at one point. The rest of the airplane is elsewhere in the field. There is a 1940s feeling, though based on movies of the time. It seems my task is to fly two ballet dancers (male and female, about thirty years of age), in white, from the area, where they have been for a very long time, living in the minimal ruins of an unknown region. They have still been able to thrive somehow. Although they sit in the back of a small airplane, they seem to be mentally flying it as I sit in the pilot’s seat. There is a sustained awareness of motion. We move through liminal space of only vague definition as the sky. When I look back at the waking point, they are no longer present. Vestibular system avatars sometimes have attributes associated with dancing as a result of the subliminal, liminal, or lucid control of, or focus upon, the illusory physicality of the dream state, the fluidity of adapting to changes in consciousness as well and anticipation of the waking start, even through hypnopompic transitions when they occur. I began to realize this when I was four years old. Airplanes and virtually all flight-related factors (including flying under my own will) are a common dynamic of the process, being present throughout every sleep cycle for over fifty years. Not counting flying under my own will, mechanical forms of flight, such as airplanes, helicopters, and spaceships, when compared with birds, seem to occur with about equal frequency. Gold always correlates with dream state vivification and the emerging consciousness factor.
I was walking around downtown Chicago. There was this huge canvas tent that took up an entire city block. It was several stories tall and had different floors inside it. I stepped inside. It was like this huge antique store with lots of fancy, expensive stuff. One dealer came up to me, and he was like, "Check out this awesome telescope I've got for sale!" I checked it out. "Look at how easy it is to fold up! I mean, look at how smoothly all the little wheels work!" He showed me all the bells and whistles, but I was unimpressed, so I moved on. I went up to like the middle story of the tent. There were lots of naked women sitting around. I was totally unprepared for that, and it made me really embarrassed. (You bet.) They were apparently dancers in a musical that was happening in a playhouse across the street, and they were getting into their costumes. One lady with nothing on below the waist came up to me and took me by the arm. Apparently, part of her outfit were these flesh-toned pantyhose with pubic hair glued to the genital area, and it had gone missing. (Supposedly it was to make her appear to be naked without actually having to BE naked.) She wanted me to find them for her, but I couldn't. Then all the performers cleared out, except for about three people. One in particular I noticed. She was sitting on the floor, listening to one of the other two tell a story. It was apparently a funny story, and she laughed a lot and seemed to enjoy herself.
This is a semi-lucid I'd say...quite fun and vivid...from a few nights ago (not during competition). I was going to save it to tag in my next LD DJ entry but it seems to deserve it's own space anyway. 7/26/14 I have roommates and one of them is a woman or a woman is over and she goes to take a shower and leaves the bathroom door wide open. I go in there planning to check her out if I take some pictures I can see her naked body move past the doorway and I set up and feel kind of heavy. I end up laying down on the floor and she comes out and catches me in the bathroom with her but she kind laughs it off. seeing her demeanor I decide to be more bold and I ask her if I can take some pictures of her and she says no but smiles and I caress her naked body and tell her how beautiful and sexy she is. It seems like I suggest that we should make love. I don't remember the transition. At some point we are walking outside towards her real house but now she is a guy. After walking away as she turns around she's wondering if she passed her house and I am wondering how it is that she could forget where her house is. I asked her wasn't that your house while you were taking a shower and she says no I just took a shower there because it's more comfortable the one at my house is something I can't remember what she said. At some point we hop on a train that i estimate that we ride for about 10 minutes at night all riding on top of the train I see a jet come down at a sharp angle and I am amazed and pointed it out. When we get off the Train I seem to have the understanding that we are in the eastern part of Los Angeles. I tell him this is a bad part of town so be careful. We walk past and in between some people that look homeless hanging out on the side of the street but make it through okay. Also when we hopped off the train we landed right behind it and I was worried it may go back the other way and if it starts rolling right away we gotta get out of the way. I even suggested maybe we should get back on the train in case it takes us back. I also did math during the dream suggesting that we were probably travelling at about 50 miles per hour on the train for about 10 minutes so I said 50 miles per hour divided by 60 minutes in an hour would put it somewhere close to 10 miles away or slightly less although it seemed like in the dream maybe it was a 20 minute train ride and I was estimating close to 20 miles away. We talked about whether or not it would be worth getting a taxi. Third person said some taxis will take us that far, some will not. Then I guess we are in Las Vegas instead and three of us now decided we can have fun in Las Vegas now since we're going to go there later anyway. We thought there are lots of fun things we could do full of debauchery. We go to some kind of gentleman's club where you get a wristband for entry. You go up into this tunnel entrance where you go into the main club with an announcement kind of like when basketball players come through the tunnel at an NBA game with lights and a big announcement and everything. We seem to be on a moving walkway and there are beautiful performer women all around. One looks kind of young she is in a bikini. I comment to the other guys she doesn't look like she could be more than 14! One of the guys says ewww (gross). We go down to the floor of the club and there doesn't seem to be a lot of people yet, maybe too early in the evening. One of the guys decides to go out through the exit so we can go back through that fancy entrance again. One of the security or bouncers looks at us funny as we go out through the exit. As it go back up into the entrance it looks like they recognized us as the guys that just came through. Been on a separate entrance and then there is some kind of different announcement like we've been discovered going back through the entrance again. Instead of slow-moving trip through that tunnel with all of the fanfare instead descendants through 1 at a time and the ramp drops off steeply to where we slide down to the Club floor 1 at a time. Wen i get to the bottom I play it off instead of being embarrassed we're trying not to look embarrassed I start jumping really high. I am jumping up very high notes lot of fun and I am hitting the ceiling tiles a couple of times. Then we make a way out the tub again I think because we had to and I was trailing behind a little bit first two guys get gathered up by the exit and they're doing something with the wristbands living the wristbands on but putting like taper around it and marking the wristbands so we can't use them to come back in anymore. But they seem to have forgotten about me and I make my way towards the exit past several guys don't look at me like they are not sure if I'm one of three. Wen i get to exit one guy asks who are you with and I kind of motions at myself like oh just me here by myself. I asked him if there is any places to eat nearby or he suggests Round Table Pizza. I cross the street and there is this light skinned black woman with a cute baby in her arms. (She reminds me of the baby I saw last night at the grocery store IWL.) the pizza place looks like it has just now been closed up as a woman is coming out of the door and turning the keys to lock the door. I continue down to my left an area that looks more like a European town. Down a set of stairs looks like kind of the food court and all the places are closed there are maybe 6 to 8 places to eat, all closed. But I hear some arcade sounds and I see a door open. I think for a moment about calling my two friends I got separated from on the phone but I dismiss it for some reason. I look down into the Arcade it's kind of dark and I dont see anyone inside I look back out the entrance and back down and something makes me think of a dream or that this is a dreamlike scenario but I don't recall coming to the exact conclusion that I'm dreaming. Anyway I go down into the Arcade and there is this wonderful large contraption but its like a huge mechanical mermaid and it is on in a swimming motion like a fish or mermaid. There are curtains around it & I go up and down the length of it checking it out. The room ends towards the head of the mermaid and I go back the other way and I am fascinated by this contraption that I guess is some kind of old mechanical arcade item that you to put in a few quarters to watch it go. I head down towards the tail and there's another door in a dark hallway with lots of curtains. I decide not to go down that way. When it's time to go out of the Arcade it was like the arcade was down some stairs but instead of going up the stairs I find myself climbing out of the arcade and having trouble climbing over the mermaid machine. I woke up while crawling out.
1) Me and my friend Dan. S were waiting at the bus-stop that I always wait at to go to college. I think we were with our other friends Tom and Matt.B, but i'm not sure. It was very sunny, and Dan was showing us his revolutionary, new idea of eating Peanut butter and Jelly. All he did was spread a bit of Peanut Butter onto a regular knife that I was holding, and then proceeded by putting some jam on it. I then ate it off of the knife, and it tasted pretty good - no better than eating it in a sandwich though. Me and the others just let him have his fun and agreed that it was a good idea, although we weren't convinced We then started walking up the hill to another bus stop. 2) Me, Tom, Will, Matt.C and some others were at an open evening at our college. We were in a fairly big hall that I had never seen before. It was very dark inside, with no lights on and only the some faint street lamps outside making it able to see people. Everyone's parents were there two, but we wanted to stay together, so they were all separate. I looked to the far back left, and saw my Dad stood on his own, trying to look over the large crowd of people building up in the hall. Everyone was stood up, talking and waiting for something to happen. There was music in the background playing popular radio songs. It was a similar atmosphere to waiting for a band to come on at a gig...except it was a parents evening Eventually, some teenage girls started doing some sort of dance on stage. There was about 15 of them, and they were split into blocks, moving together to create shapes. There were exclusively black girls in the middle of the rectangular shape, which I thought was a bit racist. 3) IRL, there's a boy who walks around my College dressed as a pirate and in this dream stem, my friend Chelsea called him a "fucking hipster". 4) A kid who I used to play football with when I was younger who left my secondary school in year 8 called Harry.W's family bought the Tower of London as a family home. I think it was for his Dad's business, but Harry was just living there for the fun. His bedroom was on the top floor of the tower. I'm fairly sure the building was the Tower of London, however it was much more modern - more like the Empire State Building, but definitely in London. In this room, he had access to the cameras that take souvenir photos that you can buy. Because of this, he regularly had friends round - some of which were my friends, like Latham.C, Luke.Y, Matt.S etc. When they were round, he'd take a lot of these pictures and put them all on facebook. His profile picture was him with the bedroom window view of London in the background. It was cloudy and fairly dark outside, and the dream was shown through a series of snapshots of novelty pictures.
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