I almost got 3 hours of sleep last night, I did not record my dreams, I remember waking up a few times to check the time and trying to go back to sleep to get any more sleep that I could.
I possibly was partly conscious during this, at least briefly, where I was possibly somewhat dreaming / daydreaming / thinking while also paying somewhat attention to the outside world to try to avoid oversleeping.
I had a variety of clear dreams and some wake induced lucid dreams (WILDs), but unfortunately I did not record them each time that I woke up so now I can only remember barely part of several of my dreams.
At some point during the early morning after getting in bed, I am not sure if I woke up or if I caught myself as I was about to fall asleep, either way I had my eyes closed but I was able to see a place in my mind very clearly like a dream but I was still awake so I decided to try to have a wake induced lucid dream by holding this visualization of this place in my mind.
I tried to imagine a scenario for the place that I was seeing in my mind, the place that I saw was possibly a book store-like place where I was in a position on top of some shelves or something among maybe books and other things, but I can not remember; and I set the goal of trying to communicate with my subconscious by trying to get it to appear in human form to talk to me in this place.
I held the image of this place keeping my eyes closed, somehow I kept the image stable as I fell asleep while still being conscious, and eventually I felt that I was sleep enough to start trying to control the wake induced lucid dream (WILD).
The dream world was not completely stable, I tried to move and do a few things to test this, and it was not stable so I had to focus a moment until it was barely stable enough to barely move and barely interact with the dream world.
After a few brief tests I started to yell out to my subconscious telling it to show itself to me in human form to talk to me, and I tried to summon my subconscious.
A small human shape started to appear to the left side of me that I could barely see through the corner of my left eye, the dream was too unstable for me to move to see it, and so I barely could see it forming slightly in the corner of my left eye.
The dream was so unstable that I woke up from it briefly several times keeping my eyes closed while still keeping the dream world in my mind which was amazing because I could still see everything like the dream was there, like it was paused, and then I was able to go back to sleep each time and continue the dream again.
Each time a new humanoid shape would start trying to appear and sometimes it would talk to me, I asked it if it was my subconscious or if it was just a random dream character, but I can not remember what its response was.
The humanoid shapes were usually small and maybe almost fetus-shaped, most of the time I did not have a good view of them because they would appear in the corner of my field of vision, and I could not usually turn to see them because that is how unstable the dreams were.
Only a few shapes were independent or separated, most formed from objects on the shelves, and so I would see part of a humanoid shape forming in an object and slightly sticking out while still being connected to whatever object it tried to form from which would normally be pretty freaky but I usually could not and would not look at them because of how unstable the dream world was and I did not want to risk messing things up and I wanted my subconscious to pick its own form without me consciously giving it a form / shape.
Sometimes my assumed subconscious would talk to me in a maybe distorted weird somewhat creepy unknown male voice, and most of what it said was cryptic and did not make much sense.
A few things that it said were clear and somewhat understandable but were still confusing, I clearly remembered something it said to me, but since I did not record these lucid dreams after they happened I can not remember what it told me now.
Waking up and going back into the lucid dreams kept interrupting my assumed subconscious from completely forming into a humanoid shape and being able to say more than a few things each time, the dream world was too unstable to keep going for long, and so I had to keep going back into the dream.
Only maybe 1 – 3 things that it said could possibly be slightly translated, the dream world was so unstable that what it told me was mostly nonsensical, I wish that I could remember the details that I had remembered when this was over but I failed to record the details before going back to sleep and having more dreams.
One time my assumed subconscious formed from some blue stuff that was on a shelf so I could only see part of a blue fetus-like shape poking partly from the blue object and it could move its mouth but there was no opening for the mouth shape because it was still connected to the blue material, but somehow it still spoke out-loud even though the mouth had no opening which was a bit freaky.
It reminded me of the talking fetus from the playable teaser demo for the video game P.T. (Silent Hills).
During one of my assumed subconscious’s humanoid forms I was possibly in its face asking it questions trying to get it to make sense because I was annoyed because it was saying things that did not make sense to me mostly, but that is all that I can remember of these WILDs.
I am not sure if this is a separate dream or part of the next dream, and so I will type it separately.
This dream took place during the night, the end of the dream involved me sitting on a bus talking with my brother GC and our dad, and the bus was possibly slightly raised from the ground and it was connected to our house oddly.
It seemed to be a place that we could relax and see the outside and even walk through to get outside, it possibly also served as a bridge that possible connected to another building, and so maybe we could use it to reach the other building without going outside but I can not remember.
As we were talking we got interrupted by a knock from the outside of the bus from the left side, we looked outside the windows into the darkness outside, and we saw my possibly now homeless male cousin DE standing outside the bus wearing a knit hat and a T-shirt and sweat pants looking mentally unstable.
We had not seen him in over a week after he left during one of his very mentally unstable episodes that got so bad that police were called multiple times on him by different people in the city and he got kicked out of the place where he was living and he even got into it with my family even though we were the only people left trying to help him after he pushed everyone else away, and now he was back suddenly late at night after being gone for over a week.
This annoyed us and we did not want to see him or let him in after all that has happened over the years and recently but our dad opened the door to the bus and let him in to our annoyance and surprise, DE did not say anything, and he walked into our house walking in different rooms talking to himself and arguing with I assume the hallucinations that he sees and hears.
Me and my brother GC were annoyed and wanted him gone, how would we sleep with DE inside the house still very unstable, but that is all that I can remember of this dream or this part of the dream.
This dream took place during the evening and / or night across one or more days, the end of the dream involved me meeting a fictional princess in the British Royal Family and maybe another princess who both had light-color skin.
They were possibly the granddaughters of the queen (I am not sure if this was the real queen or a fictional one because I never got to see her in the dream), but I am not sure.
We talked et cetera and one of the princesses dared and convinced and wanted me to sneak around rarely used and possibly secret parts of a royal palace (mansion) that they lived at and that the queen sometimes stayed at, I did not think that this was a good idea, but eventually I did it after she told me that there would not be much security there because the queen was not there right now.
She told me where to go to avoid the security patrols, and then I sneaked into the royal palace and I walked around rarely used and secret areas.
This was actually fun and interesting, I went through attics and maybe basements and various floors, and this place reminded me of places that are sometimes in my dreams where fictional versions of my grandparents house and / or other buildings have rarely used and secret areas that seem somewhat comfortable to me like visiting areas where old memories are stored or something.
Surprisingly no security seemed to be patrolling these areas, I am not sure how many times I sneaked into the royal palace during the dream, but only I did so each time that the princess asked / dared / wanted me to.
I think that I only did this during the evening or night each time, the princess who I talked to the most seemed to enjoy this, and we seemed to be forming a relationship of some kind.
At some point during an evening or night an old male butler / bodyguard from the royal palace who was or looked like Michael Caine approached me outside (not at the royal palace), he said that they (the security) knew about me sneaking into the royal palace (maybe hidden cameras), and he said that he wanted me to stop doing that and that I was not allowed to visit the royal palace anymore but I can not remember if this was coming from just the security or if the queen had also given the order.
I explained that the princess had told and wanted me to, but that was not good enough and it was only enough to stop me from being arrested now but they would probably arrest me if I returned to the royal palace.
Later in the dream I told the princess about this and she was angry about it, and we tried to figure out what to do about it.
If the queen gave the order then there was nothing that she could do almost, and so she tossed around different ideas like adopting me and / or marrying me so that I would be part of the royal family and would be able to access the royal palace.
If the queen did not approve of us getting married she could kick the princess out of the family and refuse to recognize me as a member of the royal family, and so everything was dependent on what the queen would decide.
The princess would have to decide if she was willing to risk getting kicked out of the royal family, she seemed stubborn and ready to do that, but I tried to calm her down and get her to not risk that.
I fell asleep on the couch until the alarm on my watch woke me up at 7:00 AM, and so I got in bed and I went back to sleep.
I had a series of continuing and connected and similar dreams, possible semi-lucid or almost lucid dream or lucid dreams, possible semi-daydream(s), et cetera that I will type with some of them together because I kept waking up and going back to sleep into some of them so many times that things are too unclear.
Unfortunately all of this waking up and going back to sleep almost instantly so many times messed up my memory and so this is all unclear and confusing, but something very interesting happened that seemed to possibly be my subconscious communicating with me through other dream characters using writing and some reading like maybe it was continuing from where we left off in my last lucid dream but unfortunately even in the dream I could not make out a lot of it and now I can not remember most of it except for part of one thing that lined up with something that maybe Moment (Lost Truth) told me.
One of the dreams took place during the day and I went to maybe the Walmart Vision Center inside the Walmart in the city of D to look at the eyeglasses, the inside was smaller and slightly different than in real life, and I remember looking around at the eyeglasses.
The selection that they had was disappointing and maybe 0 – 2 of the eyeglasses could possibly fit me (most were too small), at some point a female employee with light-color skin and maybe yellow or red hair who had been busy doing something else approached me, and she said something to me that I can not remember (maybe she said that she had a message for me and / or she started to say some personal things about me like she was delivering a message to me from someone else, but I can not remember) and she started to write something on some paper for me to read.
She handed me the paper and I could read some of what she wrote, it was in her own handwriting in either stylized print and / or cursive in maybe black ink or pencil, and I remember starting to struggle to read it over time and to make sense of some of it but it seemed to possibly be a message to me that seemed to possibly be a continuation of my conversation with my assumed subconscious in my previous lucid dream.
I told the woman that I did not really understand and that I was starting to struggle to read it so I asked her to read it to me and / or to explain what this was about, she did not explain what this was about, but she did write some more and read some of it to me and she had me read some of it almost like maybe my subconscious was using her to write what it wanted instead of just talking through her oddly.
If it was my subconscious using the woman to communicate with me through writing it seemed that it really wanted me to read the text when possible, and the woman would only read part of it to me sometimes and she would mostly make me read it myself.
Like in my previous lucid dream the messages from my assumed subconscious were probably a bit cryptic and unclear at times, there was probably information there that no one else should know, but I can not remember what I read or heard.
I just know that it became increasingly difficult to read it and to try to translate it and make sense of what it all meant, and having some parts of it read to me helped a bit more.
I possibly wrote some questions and the woman would reply in writing instead of talking, and she probably would not read replies to questions out-loud and so it seemed that my assumed subconscious would only respond to questions in writing instead of by voice (even though the woman could talk, and would read some things to me when asked; but for some reason my assumed consciousness would not talk through her or would not respond to questions by voice and it was more focused on me reading its messages that it wrote through the woman I assume).
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
These dreams took place during the night, and it seemed that maybe The Iranian military (this is just a wild guess, part of their uniform (not the camouflage parts) and / or armor had a green color that reminded me of the color green of one or more Middle Eastern militaries, but it clearly looked like it was the military of a Middle Eastern country but I am not sure which one) controlled the city of D (maybe they had recently taken control of it or something, but I have no idea) and there was a curfew and strict rules so there were armed and armored (maybe just bullet resistant vests) soldiers (not many) patrolling by foot et cetera as I walked to a fictional version of The BP Library where I work that was where the replica of maybe one of the first homes in the city of D should be except the library was like a larger version of the replica house and it was raised high off the ground so you had to walk up stairs to reach the entrance.
I saw some people hiding on the railroad tracks trying to avoid the patrols, they were laying down, and as I approached the steps of the library a male soldier with light-medium color skin stopped me and several other people who were walking by at the same time.
He asked me what I was doing out at night, I told him that I was going to work here at the library, and he asked me for proof so I showed him my name tag so he let me go while he went to question the other people.
I walked up the stairs and I entered the library, which was smaller and different from the real library, and it was larger than the replica house that it looked somewhat like.
I liked the look and feel of this library because it was off the ground with a nice view and there were windows, it had a nice museum / library / comfortable look and feel to it, and all of my coworkers were fictional and all of them were women (I remember at least three of them including one with light-color skin with yellow hair, a second with light-color skin with red hair, and a third with dark-color skin with short curly black hair who reminded me of my former female coworker C (it was not her); but I am not sure if there were more of them or not).
I am not sure what I said to them or what I did, I just know that at some point I was approached by one of them (which coworker it was probably changed at different times that I woke up and went back to sleep continuing the dream or having similar dreams), and like the previous dream she wrote down something that seemed to be a message to me from my assumed subconscious again.
The rules seemed to be the same with the communication happening through writing and some reading, but no direct verbal responses to questions.
There was possible waking up and going back to sleep and continuing this dream several times with some of the same things still happening when I would return to the dream(s).
One again I could read some of it but reading was a struggle at times, having part of it read to me helped a bit, but things were probably still cryptic and unclear at times.
One thing that I do remember translating and / or understanding seemed to possibly say: that I should relax sometimes and just let go and be in the moment (which reminded me of something that Moment told me, and I probably thought this during the dream).
The relaxing and letting go part was possibly emphasized, the letting go part possible referred to several things with one thing possibly involving letting go instead of getting in the way of myself and / or my subconscious (which would stop conflict sometimes I assume) and let it handle somethings and maybe trust myself sometimes and maybe go with my instincts sometimes instead of being so cautious that I do nothing et cetera, but I am not sure.
Through some of these dreams there were possibly moments of semi-lucidness and / or almost lucidness and / or lucidness without me trying to control the dream because I was too focused on trying to make sense of my communication with my assumed subconscious, but I am not sure.
All of the waking up and going back to the dream(s) continuing similar things possibly pushed these dreams between various states of consciousness with maybe some semi-daydreaming and semi-conscious thinking blending with the dreams / almost or semi-lucid dreams.
But that is all that I can remember of these dreams.
These dreams took place during the day and it involved me returning to the fictional version of the library from the previous dreams, I probably did not see the assumed Middle Eastern soldiers patrolling this time, and my fictional coworkers were there again.
The communication between my assumed subconscious and me through writing and reading through other dream characters continued, the same rules applied, and the same struggles with reading and trying to make sense of the text continued.
But that is all that I can remember of these dreams.
Last night I got about 3 hours of sleep after staying up very late trying to catch up with things from yesterday like trying to prepare my post for my genealogical DNA test results, and so my mind mostly thought and had some semi-daydreams and some short dreams.
I think that my mind was thinking about things that I did during yesterday and some things that I had to do today, like work and preparing that post et cetera, and sometimes my mind would respond to those thoughts verbally and / or through short dreams and semi-daydreams.
Last night I went to bed too late and I had to wake up early for work for the first time since the Thanksgiving holidays ended, and I did not voice record my dreams each time that I woke up.
My body/subconscious did not want to let me sleep in a bit longer so there was a constant battle this morning between my conscious and my body/subconscious as I tried to keep going back to sleep but my body/subconscious was trying to keep me awake to get ready for work.
During this battle I kept barely going back to sleep briefly to maybe the same dream (a continuing dream) but my body/subconscious kept fighting with me in the dream stopping me and causing me to wake up again, and so this caused me to forget most of my dreams except for barely part of my last dream and amazingly I just barely remembered part of an earlier dream from last night as I was typing this.
I just barely remembered part of this earlier dream from last night as I was typing this post, and this was what I now call a house dream.
The dream took place during the day, my memory is too blurry and unclear, but I remember being at an old furnished house and I assume that some of my family was there with me.
I can not remember if this house had several stories or not and I can not remember if it was a house from a past dream or not, it was possibly similar to a previous house in a past dream where the house had a small bridge on the upper floor that crossed over a street and the bridge connected to a hospital, but I am not sure.
I think that this house was probably in a nice quiet neighborhood where some rich people probably lived, this house was nice by our standards, but it was old and probably had some damage and some work that needed to be done so the neighbors probably looked down on this house and us.
We were probably checking it out and/or were in the process of moving in or we had just moved in, I remember there being some nice old curtains and some nice dark golden sunlight coming from the windows as I looked outside and the floor or some of it had maybe brown/gold carpet, and maybe one of the doors was broken or badly damaged.
I probably went around the house exploring and looking at the damage and looking at what we could fix and how we should clean and organize things, and there was more things that happened during the dream but that is all that I can remember of this dream that I had forgotten but suddenly remembered while typing this post.
I am not sure if I was myself in this dream and/or if I was someone else, maybe both because I went in and out of this dream as I battled with my body/subconscious trying to stay sleep and keep dreaming a bit more, and all that I can remember of this continuing dream is that it took place in either the Westworld amusement park or a Westworld-like amusement park in a Western-themed area.
I and/or the character who I was controlling was in this amusement park and there were other people there as well, and some or most of us had a host (android or robot) with us (maybe we had to have one with each of us, but I can not remember).
The dream probably jumped around between the different dream characters during the dream, I can not remember what was going on exactly other than the dream took place during a gray day and one area that we visited several times was a shotgun-style building on maybe hill in the middle of nowhere, but the battle between my conscious and body/subconscious was effecting/affecting the dream in various ways.
One of these ways was that my character and/or I and probably other dream characters had something trying to stop us, nothing physically there but something was effecting/affecting us mentally, and we kept trying to struggle against it to continue what we were doing in the dream but I kept getting stopped and confused and awakened from the dream.
I started to wonder if I was a host (android) because something was mentally stopping me/us from doing things, if I was really a host this would make sense because I/we would be programmed and we could be controlled, and so I remember trying to figure out if I was human or a host (android) while struggling against whatever kept mentally stopping us.
But that is all that I can remember after waking up and going back to sleep barely and briefly many times as I battled against my body/subconscious.