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Morning of March 14, 2019. Thursday.

Dream #: 19,078-04. Reading time: 2 min 16 sec.



I find a necklace with an ancient stone that supposedly gives the owner divinity. An incantation must be read and spoken to bring about this divinity. (I do not recall the words.)

I am in a room without much lighting with several unknown people and a big wooden table. I clearly announce that anyone who can make a book come to them (with mental powers alone) has divinity. A priest mentally tries to move a book across a table, but nothing happens. I hold my hand palm down a few feet above a different book, and it quickly rises into the air and slams against the palm of my hand. The tangibility is incredibly realistic. The other people express puzzlement and amazement.

There is a vivid segment where Zsuzsanna walks around nude in an unknown residence (implied to be where she lived before we made contact, appearing as she was then). The detail is realistic. We embrace. Later, she is dressed and walking with me in an unknown public location, but she does not seem to know where she is. She tells me that she cannot remember anything. I touch her on the center of her forehead, and she shudders and then tells me she remembers the last 20 years or so. (Although this is a projected play on the dream self typically losing conscious self identity, it does not trigger concurrent dream state awareness.)

I go into an unfamiliar tavern with an unrealistically long counter and heal several people. I see Samuel L. Jackson sitting at the end of the bar. I talk with him for several minutes. His right kneecap is damaged, and he has a walking cane. I touch him on the right side of his right knee and heal his leg. (A similar event happened with Zsuzsanna when we were first together.)

There is an offset segment that makes little sense about me having a marriage certificate related to Zsuzsanna’s mother rather than her. I perceive it as being under our present house, on the ground with some other items below where we sleep. In a dream within a dream, I ask an unknown person when the real marriage certificate will replace it. (It likely relates to typical distortions of identity in the dream state.)

My dream revivifies with the Naiad/Oceanid factor. I walk out onto a big beach at night, though the whole area also seems to be indoors with a “ceiling” far above. I run around undressed and barefoot on the water. I enjoy running on the water’s surface even though some of the waves are several inches high and the water is deep. I consider if the splashes of ocean life near the surface are sharks, but there is no perceived threat or wariness. Other people eventually join me. We cheerfully run around on the surface of the water for several minutes.

Eventually, the preconscious simulacrum appears on the shore, and I instinctively walk to it for the coalescence process (RAS gating). It is an unknown male. He tells me that I was intelligent in not wearing the necklace but only performing the incantation, giving me divinity. I walk with him and others to the exit point of my dream, a doorway ambiguously rendered on the beach, now with more of an indoor essence. Typical water lowering autosymbolism follows. I merge with the preconscious and the remaining dream characters and wake.

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I was flying over a city surrounded by water. I think my brother was there too, flying an airship. We were kind of playing around. I tried to bring down enemies by manipulating the ocean water below me and pulling them out of the air, or by pushing them away with TK. Sadly, none of these powers worked. My notes say Yoda was somehow involved, too. At some point I flew low over the city, and ran sideways across a fence (an impossible wall run). Someone on the street saw me. All of this was accompanied by a loud Eurobeat soundtrack. At some point, people and buildings become huge (or I became tiny) and I had to start flying really, really high for some reason. Samuel L. Jackson?

In a second dream, I flew along a coastline. But I felt strangely out of control. Spinning around my axis while I kept going in the same direction. An older person on shore noticed me.

I flew towards another city. This one had a very specific 'feel' to it. It was near a big waterfall like the Niagara falls. I (of course) felt the need to fly through the waterfall at full speed. The soundtrack of this dream was 'Long Tall Sally' by Little Richard. I landed somewhere on the riverbank (sloped, open piece of land) and helped rescue a black kitty together with some other guys. Carrying bottles of compressed air? The entire time, I felt like I was controlling the plot.

I was on a train. I looked out of window, and everything looks really weird. Everything was 'blocky' and in black and white. I thought this was evidence I was inside a computer simulation (rather than a dream). I was studying the environment because I was convinced there were patterns that were trying to tell me something. A sign, or something. The other characters on the train were very annoying, though. I hit one of them, and he vanished. I felt guilty because I hurt one of the simulations, and I felt like I wasn't supposed to do that. Like, my anger would make me fail the challenge. Later on, I had to solve puzzles. I moved through a shopping area inside a train station. I fantasized about blowing everything up if the DCs kept annoying me. At the end of the dream, I sat on a ledge of sorts, and threw something down to the DCs. We were solving a puzzle together?

I was once again in a large building. Suddenly I felt the urge to get out. I jumped through the window in a glorious swan dive, and found myself in a place that's way too difficult to describe in words... Still a long way above ground, but outside. Perhaps the place was still under construction. Anyway... on the other side of a gap (long way down) stood the one and only Samuel L. Jackson. He urged me to follow him. He sped away, and I "ran" after him. Now, it gets weird. I could run ludicrously fast. Like, faster than a car could possibly drive. And the colors of the world got very bright and neon-y. Kind of like Tron. I ran vertically up walls, along walls, chasing Samuel all the time. After a while, I felt like I was creating the scene myself. I got the "unconscious" realization that this was a dream and I was creating the scene. I struggled to come up with new environments to "create" in front of me, and that's how I got stuck in a long cylindrical tunnel that we were running through in a spiral (even upside down every lap). I woke up from this lapse in concentration. The entire dream had this futuristic dubstep soundtrack that was quite fitting with the Tron aesthetic of the visuals.

I was outside an ancient structure/temple at night. I had played Tomb Raider Anniversary before I went to bed. There was a square pit, and someone tossed a match in it. The pit caught fire immediately, as if it was filled with gasoline. I saw a strange round shape over a dune (the environment looked barren, desert-like, dunes and all), and told the other guy I would go and investigate. When I got to see the whole thing (it looked like... something I forgot), I knew it was part of the "set". Then, the round shape became a giant clock face on the side of a large clock tower. I went inside. The lobby looked really modern, more a hotel/company HQ than anything else. A woman at reception spoke to me. She spoke of a conspiracy involving many corporations and governments.

I was in a tunnel, which was completely submerged with water. I had to swim, of course, but don't recall having to breathe. It all felt like I was playing a game rather than experiencing it myself. I took a detour to avoid a certain section of tunnel in which I knew monster was lurking. I had to go "AFK", and decided to park my character on the other side of the tunnel. It felt creepy to be so close to where I knew the monster was, but I knew that in a game, NPC's don't move unless provoked. Later, I found myself in a school environment. I think I was in the wrong classroom or something? I don't remember much of this segment. It's possible there was another reference to the "conspiracy".

In the last one, I was was Samuel L. Jackson, who was a police captain from the Midtown Precinct of Manhattan - and, might I say, a total badass. We were in a very poor and dilapidated (not to mention dangerous) area further north on the peninsula. We busted through a gate, and Sam blasted several confused bad guys with his shotgun. We had the element of surprise. We fought across a courtyard, through a passage between low-rise buildings. We busted into one of the structures, shooting (I think) a scientist in a lab coat. He wasn't dead, and sat up against a wall, scared and/or wounded. The guy was an evil henchman, that much I knew. I wanted to interrogate him. Knowing we had him (and he had nothing to lose), he played ball. He spoke of a terrifying conspiracy that would shake the very foundations of the world if it ever came out.

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I'm a college student of a small town, who has a secret business my parents don't know of, and which made me secretely rich. Because they'd disapprove the source of my earnings, I keep a hobby of nightly UFO watching with "friends" on the plateau looking over the town. Some day I meet a guy that looks and talks just like Samuel L. Jackson. He his charming at first and I feel taken away by his seductive moves, but at some point he starts making indecent proposals and I push him away. He doesn't take a no and starts being pushy and threathening me. We fight on the street and eventually there are some witnesses who make him stop attacking me. He is ready to run away but first he threathens to destroy me. He shouts he will reveal my UFO watching "activity" and I say I'm not embarassed by people knowing that I do that. He smirks and say "Oh, but I have pictures of what you really do on that UFO-watching time!"
OMG! Nobody can know!
Then I remember I am rich and can hire a chinese assassin to take him out of the picture. (why chinese...?)

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

his dream seems a crossover of Kill Bill and Pulp Fiction. I'm part of some female elite assassins' gang. Apparently one of the girls did some shit and another one beats her up until she looks dead. She wants to throw her body in the river. I don't agree with any of this and I check if the other girl is still alive. She is and I convince my colleague that we should spare her life. Then out of nowhere comes our boss, who is none other than Samuel L. Jackson. He asks why we haven't finished her up and when we say we didn't think it was necessary, he decides we're getting soft and shoots at us. He kills the other two and I barely escape. Then begins a long chase with gun fights. I start confident that I will beat him, but after a while I feel that he might manage to kill me. We have a last chase at a crowded hotel with glass elevators and emergency staircases. I jump from a window, enter the hotel again and cross the kitchen in a last attempt to lose him. When I'm out of ideas, a huge earthquake shakes the whole building and I decide to run to outside. Stuff collapses behind me and he gets trapped inside. I feel relief, but then outside I encounter mayhem. The earthquake is caused by the fall of what seem to be meteorites, but instead of making large impact craters, they explode like nuclear bombs and radioactive clouds form in the sky. Everybody is running for their lives and I look for some good shelter. I find it at an old monumental church with heavy wooden doors which I lock behind me. I inform the people inside about what's happening outside and we try as much as possible to insulate doors and windows. Magically we survive in there for some time until I decide to get outside and I find that we've been protected from radiation by huge transparent domes over the city.

The dream starts out non lucid, and after a long night of trying to WILD and giving up. In the dream I'm in some kind of giant vampire court and its unimportant and fragmented. (Cool vampires with capes, not prissy ones).

Later in the dream I appear in some city scape with lots of people, and go into a bus stop with a cover and lay down. When I sit up there are metal covers all around the bus stop like you'd see around closed shops and I get the feeling of a scene of armageddon. Everyones gone, except for me. That's when I notice that I'm dreaming, even without a RC. The scared feeling from before is banished and I spend my time trying to wield fire and as I do I appear in some kind of space capsule about 20 feet long and 5 feet wide. With my first Lucid in a very long time it took some effort to summon a few fireballs, eventually I was able to warp my own reality to catch them after the ricochet. By the end of my fire spree I learned how to throw, catch, and throw two into eachother to cause an explosion; I was pleased.

After this, I made an attempt at teleporting around the capsule, which I succeeded with mild success, making it back and forth around it with a few blinks and concentration.

Finally, I induce some super strength and rip the top off the capsule and head out into the world. Ofcourse at this point Samuel L. Jackson is chasing me dressed like he was in various superhero movies. Jumping from car to car, I tried to use my very basic fire and teleportation powers although under pressure I failed and began to fall out of lucidity. My dream self took over and teleported into a large moving vehicle and took out a guard, stealing his gun and figuring it'd be more useful than my terrible attempts at dream-fire. After that the dream fizzles because I actually realized in my head that I wasnt lucid anymore and wasnt getting back in. Woe is me, cant wait for tomorrow now.

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