Examination with the sword, Choosing Alice in Wonderland Dolls

9:56a

[It has been a long elaborate dream before this but I only recall the very end. When I woke up I think no dreams remembered. But then I remember this last scene very vividly. I try to go back to sleep but I need to go to the bathroom and I can't concentrate.Two dream snippets follow]

Examination with the sword

Someone is standing in front of me. He's may be at attention. I'm very slowly going from the ground up inspecting possibly his uniform. Looking very closely very methodically. When I get to the top I look at his face.  I've been using a short sword as a kind of pointer examining different detail and I take it and I run it through his neck. Very slowly very methodically just like the whole process. There's very little resistance as I run it through his neck. I have a vague feeling I'm killing him. He doesn't fall down. I rollover but don't  don't fully wake up.

Choosing Alice in Wonderland Dolls

There's a whole group of people that have just just completed some series of complex processes. [CPX]  I'm running across a large room with all sorts of stuff in it. We have to run around all these objects. We finally get to our destination. It's sort of a combination of a thing where you get your clothes in the dry cleaner that everything rotates around and a merry-go-round. Or possibly like an indoor ski lift. In any event what's happening is there are series of large chairs it might hold 2-4 Ipeople. Each chair is filled with Alice in Wonderland dolls. I think the dolls are of Alice but they might be various characters. They aren't there either I antique dolls are there new dolls dressed in antique clothes. Everybody rushed to get over there but then when they get there they very slowly examine the dolls with the idea of choosing one. But it's a big decision for some reason so they take a long time doing it. I wake up.

Notes:

Definitely falling behind on Prelude to a Dream. Get on it! And with fleshed out "purpose for the rest of my life" Perhaps this from Frederik van Eeden, coined the term Lucid Dreamer:

"Where mankind is, and her woe, there is my path."

Return to Camp [Big Dream] [Found My Life's Purpose: Dream ]

8:04a

Return to Camp   [Big Dream] [Found My Life's Purpose: Dream ] [RT: Camp]

Scene  1. [I'm not sure if I remember this scene or not] I'm with my wife we are going to a place I've been before. We're going to meet some friends there.

Scene 2.  We arrive. We settle a couple of things into our room. I may change clothes. We decide to go to the main meeting all. I'm very tired. We are expecting some friends to meet us. They're not here yet.

Scene 3. Cindy and I decide to lay down and wait for our friends to come. I fall asleep. Our friends come. But instead of waking up they snuggle in right next to us so there's four of us all snuggled together. The woman has blonde hair. I don't think she has any clothes on. I adjust my position so that I am close to her. It's like I'm petting her. I'm rubbing her hair or the back of her neck or something that it's not sexual but it's very sensual and very personal.

Scene 4. I'm in the same room but I'm now by myself. That's not correct I'm just not with Cindy and my friends. I'm with another woman. I'm playing some sort of game. It's a group game. In the same room there seems to be planned occasional small musical performances. There's someone that I want to see name Carol. [The name comes up I'm not sure if I'm remembering it from the later part of the dream or not] The woman that I am with is very familiar. I begin to get the sense that I have been to this camp before. But I came by myself. Now I return with my wife and friends. But I had all these relationships or brief ones previously.

Scene 5. I'm still in the room but now I'm on a mission because now I have more fully woken up and I'll look over and sense that my friends are not there I don't know what time it is. I don't know how long I've been asleep. So what I want to do is go back to the room [don't remember exactly] and reconnect with them. I want to start whatever process we were planning on doing. Some sort of outing or to have fun somehow. But I don't know where my room is.

I don't have any shoes. I can't find my shoes. I'm confused which shoes I brought. Either my sandals on my clogs. I look in front of me and there's  this giant pile of shoes, it is maybe 3 feet tall and 4 feet wide. I look around  can't but can't find them. Then I find them. I go and I ask somebody, "Did you hear CarPlay [?]. I'm confused as I think I'm asking my wife or my friends.

Scene 6. As I go through the door I'm out on the porch. I run into a very attractive young woman. I sit down on something like a rocking chair. She sits in my lap. She has some features that are like Patty Cogswell. She sits in my lap and I am recalling back to when I was there before. We've had some kind of brief joyful emotional connection. But now I'm very sad because that connection seems completely inappropriate considering I'm here with my wife. I tell her that she is beautiful and wonderful but I had absolutely no right to open myself up to her. She does not particularly react in a positive or negative way. She's just pleasant. I continue my search to get to my room.

Scene 7. Now I am seriously searching for my room but I am totally completely lost. I'm walking through some dark woods. I run into a couple of guys. I see they very tall and athletic. And they say it's this way. One or both of them may be a women. We walk through the woods and we get to an area that is somewhere between wet sand and mud. It's very hilly. Again I remember back to when I was at the camp before. And I asked them "was this covered in snow?" That's doesn't really make any sense even in the dream. Because I think about this area being dry and sunny. Like a big slow sandbox to play in. But I asked him if it was covered by ice and snow. I think they say yes, I'm not sure. I continue my trek, now I am walking uphill and I am beyond clueless where I'm supposed to go.

Seen 8. I meet another woman from my previous trip to camp. She looks at me and makes a comment about my shirt. She says something like that shirt is interesting. Or it's not exactly the best look for you. I'm not sure exactly what she said but I definitely get the idea there's something odd about my shirt. Well I definitely have the sense that I know this woman and we have some history and similar to the other one it was very intimate on some level. I just continue on my journey.

Seen 9. I am next to an outdoor shed or something and I run into yet another woman, who I am also familiar with. I find her very attractive. I have this rush of a familiar emotion. But the conversation is on my shirt so she makes another comment about my shirt and how it looks different in someway. I look very close only at my shirt. And I think I'm wearing a Hawaiian shirt. [Now that I think about it a guy was wearing at the party the other night that I thought was cool] But I'm not wearing a Hawaiian shirt I'm wearing a Christmas shirt.  It's short sleeve. It is basically red with white designs on it. I take the shirt and I rip open the buttons I take it off. I briefly considered that now I'm going to not even have a shirt but I have a T-shirt on underneath. I take the shirt in that little building/shed that was next to me. It is now like a trashcan. I just throw it in there. And continue on my journey.

Scene 10. Now the scene gets increasingly bizarre. I walk up hill and now I see the facility but I still can't get inside. I walk up a series of stairs and I can sees through the window but not clearly. So I'm still not sure if I'm looking into a residential part of the complex  or something else. The stairs lead right up to the wall/window.  There's no door to get in. I go back down the stairs and I come to a giant side of the building. It's metal. The side of the building begins to move. It's a large industrial door. As the door opens it opens vertically so it like goes up like a home garage door. I begin to see people's feet. There's a lot of light and noise activity. Now I try to put on a raincoat or something that would protect me from a bunch of mess and splashing. Again it's clear that I've been there before and I'm prepared to do some kind of very messy job. There are two young men. I explain to them that I am completely lost trying to find my way back to my room. And they point me in the right direction.

Scene 11.  I am walking up a pair of stairs possibly an escalator.  Things are now very well lit within. I see two young men. One of them is younger and/or shorter than the other. I talk to him briefly and ask him if he can help me and point me in the right direction. Then I find myself talking to the other guy. He is not helpful at all. And tells me that the younger guy/smaller guy can help me. But that I have to keep up with him. And I see this guy has dashed off in some direction and I start following him. The more I follow him the stranger and stranger things get. I can't see him but I feel like when I look ahead I just see his foot or I just see him disappearing around the corner. So I feel like I'm on the right path. I am in some large room with high ceilings. It feels like it has ice that you're supposed to navigate or that you can navigate in some way. It's along the sides of the room. And then down the bottom the ice gives away to water. It's almost as if like you're walking in a penguins cage at the zoo. The ice is not super slippery. You can walk on it. But it is only the size of a single foot to stand on. I keep moving and make it to the other shore. I see the guy I am trying to follow has disappeared up a steep slope and I follow him up there. But as I get up there the slope turns into a very narrow twisty dark cave. Now I tell myself it's too scary it's too small there's no way I can keep following him through that maze.

Scene 12. I am suddenly inside a room very calm and organized. There is a table were two men that I am familiar with are sitting or standing. They recognize me. I am very relieved. I say I've been trying so hard to get here. They smile and welcome me. Then I ask them how can I get to my room. The entire scene goes dark I'm thrown out of the dream.

I wake up and try to go back into the dream. I go into the wrong dream. When I got to that room I thought I was at the end of my quest of the previous dream. But now I'm afraid that I had reached my dream mentor and not realized it. I've been looking them for so long and that I seem to keep having brief encounters with. But because I was confused I asked the wrong question and the dream ended.

Notes: When I awake I hear Cindy's voice through the door. She is waking Julia up for school. So it must be close to 8 o'clock. I had previously set an alarm for 8 o'clock. Cindy knocks on the door and wakes me up. We have a brief conversation about logistics for the day. I try to close my eyes and try to recall the dream in as much detail as I can. I consider using Google Maker. But I'm still very confused on whether I had had a previous dream where I went to camp by myself and had actual detail encounters with all these women. Or if that was just a figment of the other dream. So rather than name all the scenes and use Google Maker I just try to remember as many of the different facets as I can and wake up and start recording.

When I woke up I had A definite feeling of sadness and loss and confusion and helplessness.

As I am recording the notes on this I am concerned about my ability to interpret the meaning of the dream. I'm thinking about the relationship with my therapist. I'm thinking about getting a therapist who is a specialist in dream interpretation.

The two men in the dream reminded me of men at ManKind Project. So now I'm thinking I need to go back to the ManKind Project because that's where "I feel more comfortable and at home and I'm so glad to get there”.

References to the real world during the day: at least one of the scenes was reminiscent of American ninja. Where you have all these obstacles to get over watching it just before I went to sleep. I know I need to register for Shakori Hills for my ManKind Project booth. This may be why I was thinking of ManKind Project. I'm not sure. The camp/lodge is very large and complex. The complexity of the quest and my confused disorientation are reoccurring themes as well.

It's taken me close to 45 minutes to record this dream. I definitely, definitely need to go to bed earlier. Give myself more room. More time for dream work if I'm going to get going in the morning. Waking up at six naturally and then having time to deal with my dreams sounds about right.

I want to become a Jungian Lucid Dream Therapist. I’m too old. I need to live a long time!

Note during editing on September 12th: I AM EXACTLY OLD AS I SHOULD BE.  Maybe a Dream Facilitator. Who knows what. I need my own dreams more lucid, better understood before I hang out a shingle.

Marija Gauci

The Wounded Healer

This project expresses a longing towards a reconciliation of the fragments of the self, whilst exploring the inner aspects of one’s bare body. It is a desire to connect between the eternal paradoxes within oneself. The self does not cease to sew oneself, thus does not disintegrate but manifest into a constant reflection. Although it is seemingly violent, it is driven by empathy and a commitment to understand growth

Explore more: 

Jung's Red Book and his archetype of The Wounded Healer. 

Chiron (Greek mythic centaur) earned the title of a “wounded healer”

Family Law [5 Scenes] [Used Google Maker]

6:56 a.m.

Family Law [CPX] [RT: Office/Business] [14th Day of 40]

Scene 1 Choosing Place for Family Vacation

I'm sitting in a small room in a large group of people. They are all ostensibly family members. We are discussing where in the future the family may take a vacation. It sounds like because we're discussing weather it may be a winter skiing vacation. We're discussing Burlington. We are remembering talking to two little local girls that live there about how icy things get. Decide to leave the issue open. Invite all members of the family to discuss this over the next year. We think it's going to be in Burlington or one other place but we will leave open. A “dark horse” could emerge later, anything can happen. There are three People that make up a no- typical family unit. During part of this process they are officially recognized as part of the family and that makes them and me) happy. It is not clear exactly what or who they are but there are two young people and an older person. They may be handicap, disfigured or very small, but there's something very strange about the. It is not made clear.

Scene 2 The Closing at a Country Club

The reason the family is getting together is for some major legal transaction. It may be after the death of the primary mother and or father. I apparently was central in choosing the lawyer. The lawyer is from a large firm or at least is well positioned in society. He is a very good but expensive lawyer. We are all shaking hands after the closing. I make it a point to shake each person's hand that had a part in the closing. I don't recall any specific names but I call them by name as I shake their hands.

Scene 3 Debriefing with Relative, Did We Pay Too Much for the Lawyer?

We are walking out from the closing. I am discussing with another family member whether the lawyer was a good choice. He was potentially too expensive. The family member is asking whether we should have shopped around. I am second-guessing myself.

Scene 4 Example of a Bad/Cheap Lawyer.

While discussing with the family member if we paid too much, I imagine a detailed scene what it would be like working with a cheap lawyer. He is sitting in a dirty apartment there is a clothes line going across and there is a newspaper that is hanging over the clothesline in the crease. As I'm discussing this scene with my family member, I say something about the lawyer making up his mind ahead of time. The newspaper is some set of facts but they aren't correct. But the lawyer keeps reading the newspaper over and over. He had some hand in creating the newspaper. And he just keeps confirming to himself the bad information that he has. There is another example discussed where the bad lawyer misses an important deadline, but has some lame excuse.

Scene 5 Being Thanked by the Lawyer for Being Chosen

At some point, possibly still in the Country Club, the lawyer is shaking my hand and thanking me very much for choosing him. He is particularly thankful because of the people that he met at the country club. These are just the kinds of people that he wants to do business with in the future. It will be a small group of very wealthy people that may bring him business for the rest of his career.

Notes:

I can hear a hawk cry as I am writing up this dream. I used Google Maker (my dreamed up application for remembering dreams) to recall this dream. The visual organization was very helpful. I reviewed the scenes several times before opening my eyes. It was a challenge not getting lost in the detail. I wanted to remind myself of some of the fine detail in in the dream, but still keep track of the titles of the scenes. I must have counted and numbered the scenes more than 5 times. I judge this to be a success for recalling detail. [LH] I also judge this to be an excellent exercise for my would-be mental agility.

I need to be cognizant of working too hard on dream technique. I am reading The Phase, the author states that 2-3 times a week in the maximum you want to practice a technique. Same is true of supplements. So my plan going forward is to have intense focus on technique 2-3 times a week, but try and keep with the journal/blog and the book draft daily.

Pulled from my day: We finished watching the "The Night Of" a cable show about a murder. That is where all the lawyer stuff came from. Amazing detail. 

Form 600-A, The Prisoner, Near Escaped

3:30a Sleep
8:30a [WBTB]
11:00 Briefly awoken, ended The Prisoner, Just when I strangled the prisioner.
1:52 p.m. Awaken and record dreams.

Form 600-A

I am with a group of people. We are doing some processing of some people. I believe we are processing prostitutes. We are just doing boring paperwork. Cut the end of the dream someone very clearly calls out form 608.

Notes:

Something like this has happened before where is Pacific word has come up but in this instance I remembered it not only I remember it but I didn't wake up and recorder 4 hours later and I still remember it. At that point I had reviewed it several times.


The Prisoner, Near Escaped

There are 3 of us in the dream. We are very close quarters. Likely in a police station. a second man who is not a prisoner But he is very sketchy. Then there's the prisoner. I am interrogating The Prisoner but it is very casual friendly manner. Several times I asked the prisoner a question and as a result I pull out cash but I put it in the pocket of the other man. Look like a single dollar bill but at one point the idea $5,000 came into my mind. As I was asking these casual questions and stuff and cash and that the other Man's Pocket I thought how kind of silly and extra-legal this whole process was Suddenly The Prisoner tries to escape. I grabbed him violently put his head way back his neck is outstretched. I've noticed his Adams Apple. I wake up.

The three men were casual and dressed in khaki

Notes:

This is just when I here Cindy talking to Julia through her bedroom door as per usual. She says it's 11 o'clock you need to wake up for something. We both go back to sleep. I don't move an inch and I go almost immediately back into dreams. I am thinking my irritation at being woken up was transferred into my dream and a very friendly one became instantly violent.

Missing dream

I'm pretty sure there is a dream I am missing. I have reviewed it a few times and named it but now that I'm writing them all down I can't remember it.

Google Maker

I believe I am in a dream that has been going on for quite a while. It might be the missing green above. I turned to a woman very professionally dressed. Font of a large screen. She is apparently works for Google and is demonstrating their capabilities. I am wondering if there is a way that I can do something. She said yes we can do that with a product called Google make Ur. I have a polite conversation with her about how long she has been standing up and whether it's tiring and how long she's been doing this. Apparently she's been doing it for several days at the convention or something I don't know.She then walks me through a demonstration. The demonstration of Google maker is very satisfying. At the end of the demonstration she shows me a beautiful list of what now I understand our dreams. And I can just scroll up and down to the dream that I want. Click on it and get information. So is an application designed to catalog and record my dreams. Has a beautiful simple user interface it's almost as if the icons or buttons or whatever they are it's like. Ancient dream title becomes a 3D button. But they're very subtle there it's like they're carved out of sand. The color in creams and tans and overall and has an effect of it a very fine sand above movable slate and it's either just the names that are buttons or there's a button next to at the tournament are going to him something like that period.

The Google Maker application created a very similar looking interface. Same color scene. The only buttons were the names of the dreams presented in the order they were dreamed.

(This is oddly a physical custom control panel, dream/reality bleed)

Notes:

Wow period now that I'm reviewing this dream I'm thinking she actually gave me a way to record my dreams. Wasn't just a dream it was a dream where I got some information on how to dream better. For example how to record a series of dreams. so now If I can be Lucid enough Lucid close enough to listening to call up Google Maker. Google maker [DH] can be my elusive dreams signs that allows me to catalog my dreams a series of dreams while I'm still dreaming and then when I wake up I'll just remember the app and visualize what the names of the dreams are what you think? Maybe my dream mentor won't be just one dream character or figure it will be an ongoing conversation and I have to pay attention from different people. well that's just like real life .

Parkway, Woman's House, Services for Hire, + [Pre-lucid? Post-lucid?]

7:20a

Dreaded [NDR]

Notes: Attempted The Phase techniques. Only go through one cycle, no results. Alarm cycle is too long, will shorten to 10 seconds from 20.

Doing [WBTB\ with [S: Lucidimine, x2]

Best supplement yet.

10:50 a.m.

While going back to sleep I repeated mantra, My dreams will be lucid, they will make me feel happier and more supported. I will be healthier and live longer. Then stripped it down to Lucid, Happy, Supported, Healthy. 5 minutes +

Parkway in the mountains [HD] [HS: Hearing]

I am driving possibly in an open car. The roads are wet it has been raining. I am attempting to cross a complex intersection of the top of a mountain pass. The mountains are still Towering above the road. I drive across the road into something might be a parking lot might be the entrance to some place I'm not sure. I may be hearing the rain or noise of water on the road.

Some reason I want to get back on the road. As I am waiting to get back on the road someone makes a crazy Maneuvers Slams on the brakes makes the U-turn almost has an accident. Becomes obvious the reason that they did that is that the traffic is all blocked up going in One Direction. The driver wanted to avoid the traffic jam. It would have obviously been no way out moving completely stuck in traffic. I saw this as a favor. So I turned in the opposite direction from traffic and started heading down the road. Shortly down the road I decided I wanted to pull off the side of the road. I have the dogs with me. I pull off to the right and it's a protected area is actually off piece of these rocks that line the mountain between the main road and then pull off so it feels relatively safe. But still there is nothing there but roadway and it goes directly up to the rocks that are almost vertical . the dogs get out briefly. There may be some issue about where one of them is. The scene changes.

Woman's apartment or House [HD]

I find myself inside a house. Is very spacious. Very well decorated but it's mostly all white send-off whites and beiges nondescript very elegant. I'm walking around exploring I may be watching television or doing something. It's odd it's like I'm making myself at home but it's not my home. Another woman appears. she is an older woman there's something the matter with her she has like a bandage on her face she. She's like wearing are you dressing gown or a new kind of row. But she sees me she is not panic but she definitely uncomfortable. It's apparent to me that I got into some part of the house and I wasn't supposed to be in. I apologize. I went downstairs.

Downstairs I see the person that I know it's another Mitchell's / elderly woman. She is doing something on the floor like she's doing some housework she seems to be very happy. We talked. The same changes

Services for Hire [Big Dream] [Extremely vivid, hyper realistic]

[I do not have lucid control, but have extensive detailed conversations] Is this an encounter with a dream guide? Hopefully it is the first of a series of this type.]

I am in an apartment or home. I am watching two men They are in a very small room almost like a large shower. They're going through some sort of morning routine. They are not talking but they are very comfortable being with each other. One of them reminds me of an actor don't know who it is. The other one is unfamiliar and becomes a major character in the dream.

Bold men are naked or Nearly Naked. I am standing very close to them just a couple of feet away I believe I am naked or nearly naked as well. I am like looking through an or an open window you know into the root smaller room that they're in. I feel like I am invisible. Because I am so close and they are not paying any attention to me.

One of the man reaches for something like a box or something yes I reach up high it so it's above on the Shelf he gets it. Then the other man turns and talks to me directly. I'm startled. Because I thought I was invisible but I'm not.

Then The start a long detailed conversation. How much of the initial conversation I am just trying to clear my head and be less confused. It is like I am in An alternate reality. The idea that I am in a dream is not explicit but explain to him I'm trying to remember how I got here. He tells me that I have paid for his services are in some way contracted him. as proof he tells me to look at my cell phone we try to look at but the screen is dark and then he shows me something I believe it is on my chest that he says is a receipt. But really it It's like a small piece of silly putty. It's shiny and looks like it might be the seal on something. I see it sticking right on the hair on my chest. It makes no sense to me so it adds to the confusion rather than clears it up.

United says he's ready to start providing Services. He said something about my prostate he has a string or something I don't know. that conversation goes nowhere.

We are then sitting at a table. I am feeling more oriented that I understand that I chose to be here and that we were going to have a long-term relationship and it's going to start now. As soon as I say that I look around the table and there's another person there. I look around and there's another and another possibly another. He left slightly and says oh I see that you are surprised by these other people and begins to explain. I wake up

Stacking plastic containers [snippet]

This is just a snippet. My dreams have been so vivid and since I'm taking the cinnamon I feel that this is a limited experience. I try to go back to sleep again have a very brief Very close up view of stacking something like Tupperware. The scene is only a few seconds so I just there are like 4 or 5 boxes that are equal in size but we smaller than shoe boxes I'm rearranging them they seem to be empty.

Notes: Well if there's any doubt that listening is effective they are gone at this point. My only concern is that I will want to take it too often and diminish its effectiveness. At this point is probably been least two or three months since I've had any.

The dream called services for hire was so vivid and Interactive seems to be in a special category. I wouldn't call it Loose it because I didn't do reality checks and take control of the dream. However it was so detailed and interactive it was a perfect manifestation of the desire to have a mentor in my dreams. While I say perfect I was confused and I spent most of the time being confused rather than getting advice but if I could go back to that place or to a similar place where I am not in control yet I have Clarity to ask questions and work my way through some information that would be in very valuable potentially. I would be willing to give up the control of Lucidity for the ability to have a conversation. It's kind of like going into a confession Booth. Not that I've ever done that. But I'm having a very intimate conversation very detailed about very important things. I'm potentially having that conversation I spent most of this opportunity being confused. A little more of the city would be good or at least familiar familiarity.

The Collaborator, The Telephone Rings, The Poker Game [FILD] 1st time

8:20a

The Collaborator

I'm on a dark dirty street. It's like being in London a hundred years ago. I need to be very stealthy for some reason. I am making my way through the streets but I'm also going up. [PUR]

I'm not sure what I am hiding from or cautious of. But the definite feeling that I want to be unseen. So I am crouching in doorways and shadows.

I make my way into a big facility [RT: Big Site]  and it's old. There's more light than in the dark streets but everything is dirty. It's  some kind of workshop. It's a very large open space. I believe that this is the last structure I need to get through to get outside and to get to freedom. I am crouched behind a railing possibly a piece of glass and I see a person. I try to remain hidden but they see me.

It's a man, he comes up to me. He throws something to me and I sort of catch it but drop it. He's testing me and my near catch gets his attention. We agree in someway that I have a special talent but it has something to do with the future. With something that other people don't have or can't do. We decide to work together to develop this.

Notes:

I am waking up after a four hour [WBTB] effort. What I'm trying to do is implement the finger method [FILD]. I was not successful on my first attempt. It seems sort of close. There were a lot of problems. For example I need to have an auto shut off alarm app. I have one set for an hour from now. Hopefully I'll be able to go back to sleep and try again but not have to move when the alarm goes off. More to come.

3:50 p

The Telephone Rings

I am working at home. There is a group of people with me. I assume it's my family. Multiple things are going on. There's some discussion about the phone. Then the phone rings and interrupts what I am doing. I get very angry in the dream and tell everybody I don't care about the phone I probably swear. Then I wake up. As I wake up my actual cell phone is ringing. I forgot to put it on airplane mode.

                     

                                      In The Dream                                      In The Room

The Poker Game

I am playing poker with a group of friends there's 4 of us. We're sitting closely together in a combination of couch and chairs. Between us is the top of a fairly large table. We're trying to figure out if we can adjust it perfectly on our laps so that we can play cards on the surface.  I think we're going to play poker. Then there's a thought but nothing happening that we're going to be playing strip poker. At least one of the guys is mature so I wonder do older people really even want to get naked? Another part of me thinks my wife is not here and what is she going to think when she comes in as a group of people playing strip poker. [RT; Fidelity]

Recurring Theme

Notes:

Well into week two of a 40 day intensive effort to more regularly have lucid dreams. Bollox. I had some difficulty with the alarm. I am using an app called Auto Clock. The big thing that is does is to ring and then turn itself off. The idea is to wake you up, but not make to move to shut it off. Tricky.  I failed to set it correctly, so it didn't go off. It takes a while to get this right.

I can't believe how pissed I was when I woke up with the dream/reality phone interruption.

The finger method is supposed to be "easy" but either it works or it doesn't.  I need to experiment more. Feels similar to The Phase, the technique on OBE4U.com.

The Buffet, Types of Dreams, The Fight [S; DreamLeaf x2dose] [HD]

5:20a

Dreaded [NDR]

Notes:

This was a planned {WBTD] Set alarm for 5:20, woke up just beofre. Turned off alram. This was 4 hrs after going to sleep as per DreamLeaf instruction. Dropped the two (double dose) red pill and then back to sleep after being up for about 15 min.

Hopefully my last dreaded [NDR] for a while.

8:30a

The Buffet

I am walking with something in my pockets. I check it out, it is corn on the cob or something similar warped in something else. One of these messes is each of the pockets in my suit jacket. I come upon a restaurant with a big buffet. I enter on one side (to the right, if I am facing the place) . I consider getting something. I am feeling stuffed and have food in my pockets. (I don't remember if I ate or not)

I leave the restaurant and see my reflection in a window next door. The image becomes very detailed, I am fat, almost a round face. Fairly young (20's?) As I watch my reflection my face getts redder and redder. My cheeks erupt into open sores. Big ones with puss coming out. I don't seem too concerned and consider going to the doctors. My face starts to get better and I decide that it will be OK.

Worse than this all over my face! Not to worry.

Types of Dreams

[Theee are just snippets, one before and one after the Buffet]

I am going back to sleep. I see that there are two types of dreams. One that is very real, almost like a video record of real life. I think about the recording device briefly [DL]. Another type of dream is much more vivid and fantastic, possibly animated. This second type has more value, is more interesting.

Not the best dream to have.

Yea! More like it.

3:45 PM

The fight

In with someone else the mail. We are in a lavishly appointed office. The colors are deep and rich there's sort of a yellow orange hue everything like that special collar and a sunset.

We are talking. Do not understand most of the dialogue.

Is going to be a fight between a woman and a man. You start to go up his long flight of stairs upstairs. There may be daylight up there. Just so we get to the top of the stairs my host southern gentleman. Motions us to come back downstairs and go into a special room we go into that room. The scene changes.

Notes

I wake up from the dream and can't remember a lot. I know I was dreaming. Even though I've moved I get in open my eyes. I get back into the same position I was in in the dream cover myself up these still. And very rapidly getting new images that were similar to the dream. In one part I feel like I'm actually back in the same location the dream place soon. There are many new scenes but I can't remember them. I'm very very pleased with the complexity of the dream and the fact that I can come back in and out of it. Even the initial dream though I had a difficult time trying to come up with a title because there was so much going on in the scenes change so often I couldn't even grasp a single theme.

this was a nap that lasted approximately an hour and a half. It was interrupted by an alarm. I also recall now that perhaps one of the reasons I had difficulty remembering my dreams last night is because I smoked a substance that might've interfere with my dream recall. Oops

Dreaded [NDR] Or Are My Dreams Being Blocked?

8:00 AM

Restoring from the tape back up

I am dill diligently trying to restore something from a back up. Complex process and I tried multiple times. I seem to be successful. I'm not sure exactly what it is I am restoring however. Fuck

I wake up and go back to sleep multiple times.

I have very similar dreams multiple times. The CPAP machine I am using seems to

11:15

Quick note reading my blog is like being a forensic scientist. You go to the site of a bomb blast and try to look at all the evidence. You have to be very dedicated odd to look around and make sense out of all the "evidence instead of being snippy about people reading this I should be appreciative.

I just came out of two separate dream sessions with the dreaded and DR no dreams remember. Normally I would just write this off. But now I'm sort of frustrated excited and pissed all the same time and amazed.

So this morning from last night I have these dreams about working with the tape back up and restoring something. I kind of blew those off in two ways. One was I didn't record them for an hour or two after I woke up because it was so insignificant. Another way is that it doesn't matter.

But as a record of them I won't wait a minute this is it just a little weird frustrating thing this is a real dream should've paid more attention. take Alisa's there were several episodes they all felt the same but I bet they were different.

4:30p

Another set of dreams with Dreaded [NDR]. I am being blocked.  I need to dis invite Gladys from my dreams. wow.


Notes

I know where the dreams came from him because last night I researched and implemented a procedure to back up my blogs there were three blogs +3 templates it was fairly simple but a little tricky because it was getting late.

So I thought I was just rehashing that but now I think something else is going on. I think that what I'm trying to do is ask Old memories with so it's like restoring a back up on trying to go to something that is stored in my mind access it bring it back unarchive it if you will. I am encountering some resistance. Knowing what I do about myself that is not surprising.

One of the big goals I had dad and I was trying dream incubation was to meet back up with Gladys. I could also see why there was a be some issues around that. But tricky because it pulls in with Debbie.

So there's a lot of rambling but basically it means that I just need to be more vigilant I need to pay attention to detail I need to follow my own advice. Do as I say not as I do.

Specifically I'm gonna take dream DreamLeaf tonight. I am going to get the dogs out of the bedroom so there's not that interruption. I'm going to do awake back to sleep process. I am going to peer eight. I am also going to do some sort of meditation around being gentle and invitational to my relationship with my subconscious rather than a blog like this attitude that I'm gonna break into it. I so that's a lot of blather I'm late up more later. be part of the process of parole controlling the type device. If I have a small his or noise coming from mine CPAP knows thing that it is not working. If I can make the noise go away then I'm back on track.

As I go back-and-forth of the different dreams there's a variety of devices that I seem to be using to restore it but they are all similar with a similar theme.

Part of me is frustrated that these little snippets or real dreams. Now that I'm writing down I realize they are real dreams. So who knows.

I was up late again shit. So I am going to go back to sleep hopefully have some more conventional dreams. We'll see.

1, Kate's Sister, 2. Dead Gladys, 3. Camera

7:55 AM

Visiting Dead Gladys

The cul-de-sac scene: I am out in front of Glady's house.  Is is set in a modern seburban setting, much like my current home. I am visiting the Jones' house with someone, an older woman, someone maybe my current age. I do some exploring around the neighborhood on the cul-de-sac. It's very extensive. (I don't recall the details) I decide to go into the house and I'm talking to Gladys out front.

The precarious entrance scene:.  She has invited me into the house but it is very difficult to get into the house. Some kind of a bridge, but even more precarious. There is some kind of a moving part, like the gate that lifts up in a garage.  I have to balance on it. It might be one way is easier than another but they are still both very difficult. I make my way into the house. The person with me is also navigating the fence. I see Gladys and/or Deb in the front. I'm invited into the house.


The kitchen scene: In the kitchen it's very crowded things are all stacked up, At eye level I see a mouse in a cage, a little aquarium. His house is a camera. At some point later I'm talking to someone and wonder if the house that the mouse is in is an actual working camera. That seems like an absurd idea. But I still hold out the possibility of that being true. This is an obvious dream sign.

Going into the basement scene:  I contemplate going into the basement. It is a bit ominous. (I don't recall actually going into the basement. I do recall, however, a dream sometime ago, this year likely, where I visited another version of this house.  It was deep in a city, surrounded by many other buildings.

Contact photo is 1930 Press Photo Gladys Moon Jones Of Wash. Sugar Lobbyist At Senate Lobby.

My Dream Guide?

Kate's sister

Interview scene: I am talking to Kate's sister. I don't know her name. She is kind of a bad girl. Or that's the way her parents describe her. She's just actually wearing some kind a jumpsuit. But it is not what a "good teenager or daughter wears. So she is kind of rebellious/bad girl according to her according to her parents.

Kate's sister talks about how perfect Kate was. Kate is apparently dead. Kate sister is living in her wake. May have always been difficult to live with a perfect sister. But now that she's dead it's is no it's impossible. I don't remember any of those exact things being said it was just sort of communicated.

The nude scene. Details. I am recording with a Camera. Kate sister has and unspectacular body. She is young but has rather Drew be breasts. I think she has long slightly stringy blonde hair. Not unattractive she's just very average.

The reporting seen. This is called the recording scene. Details. This scene is very brief I just realize that I am recording again with a camera in my hand.

Do You Have A Camera?

One scene/snippet: How camera works, do you have a small camera, that works with very small film, it takes more pictures, details. I'm am in a small room or apartment. There's two or three people with me, possibly family. They include a young couple.. We are discussing cameras. I make some comments and ask if they have a very small camera. I comment that I'm asking because I found an old film canister that is very small. It's not much bigger than a modern camera memory chip. We discuss that the small film format creates small pictures. This is kind of fun. You need a small camera to fit the small film cartridge. They say they do not have a small camera like that. It is understood that these small cameras are old and no longer made.

[Continue editing]

Notes.

Wow. Last night I decided I needed to think about scenes in order to give me more opportunity to realize I was going from scene to scene. I did this in spades. I will review the scenes into dreams while I was still asleep. Without moving with my eye closure eyes closed I reviewed two dreams twice. Dora was standing on me I wasn't moving then I woke up I'm not I don't think I open my eyes. But I was petting Dora I then reviewed both dreams all for however many scenes they were. Each scene was named. Then when I woke up dogs outside. I remember the third dream. Most of the dreams had a common theme of a camera it kept showing up in different ways and different dreams all these dreams I was coming back and forth in. The whole idea of creating the scenes which I did very effectively was to create a better opportunity for lucidity. I did not become lucid. However I did reminder remember a tremendous about of information with the scene technique. As often happens I was going back in forth into the dreams. At one point I remembered I want to remind myself to be lucid. But I didn't feel like it actually get back into the dream. So the idea of getting back into the dream became more important than taking the lucidity with me. I need to analyze this and figure out another plan.




I really want to analyze these dreams not even in terms of dream interpretation but just dream structure and attempts to lucid dream I need to do it within at least one other person. One scenario would be like sitting in a café talking with my blog up going through it blow by blow. I'm going to see if I can invite someone to do this. This is going to take time.




Comment on Google docs. I noticed that the word scene was spelled wrong but if I used this scene or a movie scene and it was spelled correctly. The way it spells based on context is very sophisticated. Go back and look at that I might have been mispronouncing the name. Experiment with us synonyms.

Coordinating with The Donald + The Vacation Tour [NL] [HD]

730 am

Donald Trump

Just a brief dream fragment. I am possibly campaigning for president myself or part of a campaign for someone else. We encounter Donald trumps and his group. We are not adversarial we have something in common and it's friendly. Nothing specific happens but I have almost a mechanical sense of the way the two groups actually have something in common. They fit together like a jigsaw puzzle. His campaign is bright red, mine this possibly blue.

The Vacation Tour

I am with a large group of people. The atmosphere is fun and jovial. We are taking a virtual tool.of a potential vacation spot. It is almost indistinguishable from the real thing. (wait, I am dreaming about a pretend tour, this is too meta, as Liam would say)

We a large open flying craft. and we are zooming across the whole planet. As I look out I can see on the horizon the whole map of the world, or is it the world itself? There's some technology that makes the far distant land mass transform into a computer icon. It is not clear what the purpose it, but it looks really cool.

As we approach closer and closer things that were distant and flat take on more detail and I can see the full 3D detailed view of waves, shore, cliffs, beach, etc. We come flying into the resort like on the flume ride in an amusement park. we splash through the waves and come to rest on the well manicured lawn. The detail is dazzling. I can feel the ship shake as we push through the waves.

Notes

I believe I had four separate dreams in total but I only remembered 2 when I woke up. The ones that I recorded where the earlier dreams. This seems odd because the one that I was experiencing when I woke up I completely forgot. I wonder if I failed to name it. I even got back in bed, closed my eyes and tried to reattach. I am wondering after my conversation last night with Debbie if there was something in the content that part of me doesn't want me to remember. When I woke up I had a pleasant feeling, so I don't know. Frustrating.

Possible suggestion: Concentrate on scene changes in the dream. Continue to practice reality checks while awake often, concentrating on scene changes during the day. I can just turn and see one scene then turn and see another scene. Do this many times.  As I am naming dreams try to identify the first scene with a name, the second scene with the name and so on.

Then when I go back into the dream state without fully waking up maybe concentrating on scenes changes will trigger lucidity. This will happen because I am tying scene changes to reality checks.  I don't know why I would remember to do that when I don't remember the word "lucid" when I go back into the dream state.

[DH] Reminder. Write down my dream incubation intentions every night before I go to sleep.

The Shaggy Dog [NL] [S: DreamLeaf, double dose] (Day 5 of 40)

12:20 PM

I am in an airport. I am with my wife possibly other members of my family. I am sitting on the floor. It is a very wide open expanse of linoleum. My wife is looking at an information board. She is scrolling through or in someway looking at a lot of detailed information. She makes the comment "I do not want to spend my whole vacation looking at logos."

I'm sitting next to and petting a very large dark brown/red shaggy dog. Like the size of a sheepdog. It's very friendly it's long fur/hair covers its eyes.

I spend a lot of time examining, petting and looking at this dog in very great detail. At some point another woman, I believe she is a African-American comes up with her dog which is the same breed.

(It is possible that this happened after I woke up and went back to sleep I'm not sure)


We talk briefly. I look at her dog. It is obviously the same breed slightly smaller slightly different. I wake up.

Notes:

I got to sleep at 5:30am. I took two (double dose) of the blue DreamLeaf pills, then two red ones when I woke up again at 9:30. No noticeable effect, certainly not lucid. I think this is the third time I have taken a doubled dose, without spectacular results (the bar set by Lucidimine). I have taken the regular dose (1 blue pill than 1 red pill 4 hours later) several other times. I am keeping an open mind, because I just reviewed an older dream entry (The Transition: In Six Parts, August 17th) and it was a Big Dream. I had taken DreamLeaf. Maybe it doesn't kick me into lucidity, but definitively punches things up.

I'm feeling under pressure about this project,the 40 day dream thing. I didn't wake up until afternoon. That's because I didn't go to sleep till 530 in the morning because I was working on the transcript of the book, Prelude to a Dream. That is obviously in direct conflict with one of the main goals which is to regulate your sleeping patterns. "Early to bed, early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise." Does that work for women?

I'm also thinking I need to put small pieces of what's going on in the world, like Donald Trump or something, into the daily logs to give it a feeling of being real time. . It's like kidnappers taking a picture of the victim with the daily paper.

Awards and Appreciation [NL] [EXT]

10:13 a.m.


I'm with a small group. I believe they are all young men. I'm inquiring about finding a job or some work. One of them tells me that most of the construction in/on this very big complex is over but there's one area it's incomplete. It's still under construction. If I can find this area there may be work there.

I find myself in a large room. There's some kind of formal ceremony going on. I'm not directly involved. My focus of attention is on a small group or one member of this group. They have on a very elaborate costume, formal wear for special occasions. Like something the Pope would wear, but somehow this tradition is much more ancient or alien. The garnet is large and stiff. It goes from the neck to the floor, like an elaborately brocaded curtain fabric.It is worked with gold,and red. They have either very elaborately painted makeup on their face or it's a mask. there head is also covered.. It's my job to get something for them but I don't know what it is. I leave the room and return later but still am unable to complete the task.

This facility is huge. It may be a giant ship. Maybe a large Conference Center. It's modern and the construction is just being completed. There are vast numbers of rooms and meeting places. So many that the time traveled from one to the other and how to find things as an issue.

I'm walking around the open areas in this facility. They are very wide open and vast. A young woman passes me dressed in a formal gown,very light in color and made out of satin. He's not particularly attractive but very well appointed for the evening. Just like someone you would encounter at a formal high school dance or similar event. She just walks past me. She looks vaguely familiar we don't have any interaction The odd thing is that she's like 10 or 12 feet tall. She's so tall that I see her as if she is a sky scraper with elongated perspective.

I find myself in a smaller room with still many people in it. They seem to be familiar to each other talking in small groups. One of the people in particular is familiar. He may be an old teacher of mine. He is a mature gentleman, seems like a nice enough guy. He keeps having conversations with other people and I have an urge to talk to him but haven't had an opportunity to yet.

As I step outside of the room I go into another room. The door is metal with glass, unique to schools. The party continues and I start talking to a young woman. I have some difficulty communicating with her. She is attractive (dark hair) but here's something strange about her. She is showing me something that she's made. It may be a small Christmas ornament. She has made it for another young man but is reluctant to give it to him. I tell her that I will help with this dilemma. I take it into the other room to discuss it with my teacher.

While I am walking between rooms two young women come up to me, one of them approaches me. They are both wearing light colored formal dresses. They're giggling and they reach into a bag and pull out something . It may be a metal or some kind of award that I can sort of see through the tissue paper. But when I see it I looked very surprised. And they step back and they start saying, "well if you don't want it." They started giggling, I am in another scene.

I am back in the room with my teacher. I wait for him to end a conversation. I then engage him and discuss the young woman's dilemma with the Christmas ornament Somehow the conversation gets very complex. I realize that she is very intelligent but she does have difficulty communicating. She may be autistic. So we can understand how she would be reluctant to just hand it to a handsome young man that she's interested in. I float the idea of her attaching a note to and then putting it under the Christmas tree. She thinks putting it under the tree without a note. I tell her that if that happens it will just be left as trash under the tree and that would be sad . There is a convoluted dream logic that I am talking to them both at the same time.

I have a second encounter in the spaces between the rooms in this giant complex. Another girl comes up to with me, again with a bag with something in it, possibly another award. And I have a very similar encounter as before. I apparently have some kind of surprised shocked look on my face. So instead of giving me the award she reacts to the look on my face and starts talking about "you know if I don't want it blah blah blah" again. I do not receive whatever it is that she was trying to give me. I think to myself she should just do what she intended in the first place.


Notes:  I am spending huge amount of time on recording and editing these dreams. The importance of dream interpretation is becoming more and more important.  I am also seeing a lot more recurring themes, still not sure what they mean.

The Senorita [NL]

1:08 AM

The Senorita

This is a dream snippet. I think it was a much longer dream, I'm not sure.

I am sitting on the ground with a beautiful young woman is sitting in my lap. There's another person or two sitting in a circle and we are quietly talking.

We've been in an event together for a long time. There's something strange about the position. It's like I'm laying down but she is still sitting in my lap. I have my hand rubbing her rear. She's wearing dark slacks and a white blouse.

She's talking about not seeing us anymore and talking about us being friends. She says "think of me like your sister." I say something tacky like I can't think of you as my sister. And I'm referring to the fact that we've been sleeping together.

A woman comes up that may be running the entire program and she asks, "how are you guys doing?" Maria (I think that was her name) says, 'He is being rude to me." And I say, "I'm not being rude, I'm just not"...I'm not sure what I say.

I think to myself, "she did hurt my feelings because we were intimate and now she's just wants to be friends. But I think how absurd that is and how petty I'm being. I wake up.

Notes. I went to bed early, at 10:30 or 11. Even though I took a nap in the afternoon. I hope I can go back to sleep. I want to wake up at 6 AM tomorrow. I'm not setting an alarm. I did not meditate at all yesterday. I am also realizing how much time it's going to take to write down and edit these dreams. I hope I'm not gonna get lazy and flake out on the 40 Day Dream Incubation Intensive.

The Modest Refugee

8:03 AM August 18 [NL] [HS]

I am in a small building with a lot of other people, it is very busy. Many people are coming and going. It's like a shower room or a bathhouse.

There are men and women and families. It's as if we are refugees. We have no clothes, but we have towels.  No one is stressed, people are all in a pretty good mood.

I am talking with someone I know, it might be  my mother or some female member of my family. I  pick up a bag of miscellaneous (donated?)  clothes and pick the ones I want.

I go into a little room to change and there's a plastic curtain like a shower curtain.  The top half of the curtain is opaque, but the bottom half is clear, split  horizontally.   Down to about my waist it is all solid but then below the waist it's all clear. I go to find a better, more modest place to change.

As I am leaving the room I bump into a beautiful young woman. Our large towels get intertwined momentarily. We have too spin slightly to get separated. We laugh and carry on.

I walk into another room that is also very compact and crowded. There is some sort of presentation/event going on. I walk through that space into a another space that is separated by a curtain. This time the large curtain is also partially opaque and partially clear. But now it is split vertically so I can adjust it to see through part of it and change behind the other part.

If feels like a storage room wit all kinds of stuff piled up. The another family in a similar predicament, a father with two or three sons. We adjust the curtain so his kids can see the performance. I notice there are plates of food on top of the boxes and junk spread around. I decide to do a little clean up, but discover that the food is still hot.  I see fried chicken on the plates in great detail. I feel the heat coming off the food. I decide that these must belong to the family, so I leave them alone.

Clear part of shower curtain, upside down.

 (More exposed than this, the clear part  came waist high.)

Clear part of curtain to the left, had to be adjusted.

Notes:  I had several dreams this morning including when I woke up after about three hours sleep. All the dreams were the dreaded [NDR]. I couldn't connect with them. After I just had so much success with several dreams last night. Why am I blocked? One reason might be because they're scary.

So I have a conversation with myself as if I was talking to my subconscious.  I say "please don't be afraid" because if I/we remember these dreams I'll be able to deal with the fear better.

Then I realize that my subconscious was not the fearful part, because my subconscious was experiencing the dreams. The part that was potentially scarred was my conscious self. So I rephrased it and I said "please let my conscious part remember  my dreams so that I can integrate them to be less fearful. It was an acknowledgment that my subconscious was protecting my conscious self from the fear.

This seemed to work, because I remembered the next dream. I need to integrate this conversation into my meditations.

Evening assessment of  day 3 of 40 Day Intensive Dream Incubation: I am getting better at paying attention to detail as I navigate my day. I decide to be less negative about the world and spend more time being in awe of what there is and what man has accomplished. A random thought occurs to me,  "Is money the replacement for survival as the force of natural selection?  Ugly but necessary?"

Note: Social Darwinism is a name given to various theories of society which emerged in the United Kingdom, North America, and Western Europe in the 1870s, and which claim to apply biological concepts of natural selection and survival of the fittest to sociology and politics. Hummm.....

Reminder:

Dream Enhancement Check List

1. Really put the effort in, (especially reality checks). Write everything in your journal.

2. Recall your dreams (and no dreams remembered) daily in your journal.

3. Review your Dream Signs often

4. Meditate 15 minutes twice a day.

5. Raise Self Awareness In Waking Life (More attention to detail)

6. Regulate your sleep cycles & sleep environment (Up at 6:00am)

7. Use Nootropics.

8. Use a hybrid WBTB and WILD technique. Wake your mind 2 hours early, let your body go back to sleep, but not your mind.  Go lucid! Use stabilization techniques to keep lucidity going.
9. Incubate Remote Viewing for Debbie's Drawer.

The Pilgrims, The Transition: In Six Parts [Big Dream]

8:30 AM  (Day 2 of 40 Day Intensive)

The Pilgrims

I am with a group of modern pilgrims. Israelis? They are together in a complex each evening. There is something special about one of the young women. She has blonde hair and is dressed in white. She glows. She may be a virgin or some other special status. She has walked a long distance by herself to join the group.

There comes word of another special person, a man. He is still traveling but will join the group in a few days. His journey has also been long and solitary.

As time goes on the anticipation grows. There is an understanding that he will interact with the sacred young woman is a unique way. The time of his arrival comes but he doesn't come to see her immediately. The evening progresses and still he does not present himself. The next morning he doesn't appear and meet her either.

So all of the blessed anticipation of this union has now come to uncertainty and tension. What are his motives? She is still expectant, but her hopes begin to fade.

As I watch this non-dance unfold I go back-and-forth from concentrating on the woman to the man and back-and-forth. I am less certain of the man's motivation and of his purity. I'm concerned that he is being manipulative.

Nothing explicit happens. I wake up.

Notes. Even though I woke up and moved abruptly I still remembered the dream. I went to bed late after, 3:00 in the morning so now at 8:30 this is about five hours. Excellent opportunity for wake back to bed hybrid method.

I am doing more reality checks (Day 2 of 40) and paying much more attention to detail. I see the shadow from my finger as it approaches my palm. I notice the difference between the single shadow outside and the multiple shadows cast on my palm inside. I try and fell my palm feeling my finger, separate from my finger feeling my palm. I try and anticipate it going through my palm.

9:30am

The Transition: In Six Parts [Big Dream] [S: DreamLeaf, x2 all at once]

Part I: The First Try; Failure

I am in what is possibly a castle. I'm anticipating the results of a major effort. I have created a woman. She is encased in metal like a knight from the Middle Ages. She has been asleep or unconscious and I'm about to wake her.

She wakes up. I can see through the metal that she has a female shape. But really the only part of her I can see directly is her face encased in a metal helmet. She opens her eyes, she looks at me, and starts screaming. I am horrified. My point of view suddenly shifts and I'm looking straight down on her from above. I can just see her face her body is underneath and obscured. I'm not sure if I'm doing something to her or if it is just happening spontaneously, but she screams as she starts melting down or shrinking down to nothing. She is not just screaming in pain, she is screaming directly at me, blaming me.

I think to myself, well that was a failure. Back to the drawing board. I don't think those words exactly but that's the idea.

Part II.  Further Incubation

Apparently there are many other people doing something similar to what I am doing. They have a body that is encased in something, it might be metal, it might be some kind of cloth. But instead of opening up the case like I did, they are lathering it with this thick cream or paste. So they are allowing them to stay in this sort of cocoon thing much longer. As the goo is rubbed over the body it gets softer and it continues to mature. I think of the thing in these cocoons as women but they don't have the shape of women. There are no woman protruding breasts. It's just like a three-dimensional stick figure, so you can't tell any gender by looking at it.

The word is circulating that this is a much more successful approach. So while my first attempt was literally a screaming failure there seems to be a Way Forward.

Part III. The Plan

The plan has to do with escaping Captivity in this Castle. All the people involved seem to be young men. I'm part of a larger group or a cohort. The plan is nothing more than to run away, go out into a large field and hide. It is not a grassy field it's a big torn up area with large piles of branches and sticks and rough stones . We explore and play for a while but then it's time to hide.

We hunker down under the dirt and branches and try to hide. I'm looking up through a small hole in the cover. I see a woman reaching down. She's like a giant. She's is 10 or 20 feet tall and when her hand comes down to grab me it completely obscures my view. She does grab me and I am captured. This happens again possibly multiple times. We need a better plan.

Part IV. Escape Into the Woods

There's another scene of us going into this field and burrowing down in the debris. Once again our captors come and find us and start picking people up and taking them back. I then get the idea to run away. I am not running, I am moving through the air.. I don't feel the movement, I just see a rapidly moving point of view like a flying camera. I am weightless and moving very rapidly into an increasingly dark woods.

There is chaos and screaming all around me. There's some type of very small dark creatures that are zipping around grabbing people that have run into the woods. I hide up very high in a tree. This seems to be a temporary effective hiding place.

Part V. Primitive Shelter

I'm in a very small shelter perhaps a cave. There are a number of my comrades with me. We're almost climbing on top of each other as we move around the tight space. There's a table in front of me or at least a platform and there are a number of smooth stones of different sizes spread around on top of the table . A young boy comes up to me with a pouch. It is a sophisticated manufactured container,  a black pouch with a zipper, something that electronics might come in. He asks, can you play this one? He shows me a long smooth black stone.

There is a very large black boy, he seems to be in charge of things, sitting right next to the table. I asked him can we play this one and he kind of denies that it exists. But then,  he relinquishes. I take the black stone out of the bag and put it on the table. It has the feeling as if I'm putting on a cassette tape for a DVD.  It's as if I am doing something electronic and it starts playing and making everyone more comfortable . I don't hear any music or sound, I'm not sure exactly what is coming out.

Part VI.  The Fort in the Distance

[This is a direct continuance of the scene before but has a significantly different perspectives so I am making it separate]

The group is being quieted with whatever the stone is playing. I'm moving around slightly in this tight room/cave and I look out of an opening to the outside.  It's like a long chamber with a small square opening that slopes down and gets larger as it opens to the outside. 

I see that I'm very high up in the mountains and I can see something far away and much further below me. I can see it very clearly in great detail, even though there is mist or clouds floating around.  It's a massive stone fort. I'm looking at the top of it because I'm hundreds of feet above it and maybe half a mile away. There's a wall around it but the buildings themselves are incredibly solid. In stead of a roof there is just solid stone. A series of small openings in the structure serve as windows. I realize that if we could get into the fort we would be safe from anyone coming and plucking us out or trying to grab us. At the same time I wonder who is living in that castle and if we go down and enter it, are we going to be at further risk from whoever is living there.We will be safe from the people that have been chasing us [PUR] but the next chapter is uncertain. Wow.