Hypnonautics

  November 15th , 2021 ; 2 am-2:45 am I was in the midst of a discussion with my brother; he wanted to do some photography and drove us over to a nearby field.  As we parked by the field we ran into our mom, dad, sister, older sister, and nephew. Such an incident was due to a prior arrangement that had now taken precedent over our current plans.  Upon entering the building, which was very dark, it became suddenly apparent that my nephew was gone, and by looking for him, we found something else. As we searched the building, we came across a room with a sickly-looking older woman sitting up in a gurney, half surrounded by a blue curtain that appeared almost black because the lights were off. Using a flashlight on my phone to examine the room, I couldn't help but notice what looked like a mess of some kind on the floor to the right of the woman's bed. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be blood; in the center of the mess was a skull and a few bones that had been picked...

  Photo by Daniil Kuželev on Unsplash September 27th, 2021 There was a hangout that was thrown at my family's old home and my friends from college came. My sister sat with one who looked upset and when I approached he took a sharp breath as if holding back tears. When I asked him what was wrong he started crying. I held his hand as he metaphorically pointed his finger at me. "You said you would call and I never heard back from you. I wanted to be your friend and waited but it never happened." I thanked him for his bravery and struggled with what to think and do. This really hurt because in the waking world I've heard this same thing from different people on multiple occasions. Worse still, it's true. My friends want my time and I don't know how to give it. It was easier in school because we were all physically close to one another. After hearing this from a friend on the 26th in the waking world, I began to think about this more seriously. I've lost many ...

  Photo by Alexander Possingham on Unsplash "How Simply We Desire A Bed" August 2, 2021: In this dream, I found myself in a shopping center, specifically a shoe store. Partway through the dream, as I walked through this store, the manager offered me a position as a sales associate. Please don't ask me why because I have no idea. He signals for a man over the sales team to come over and join us in our conversation and to figure out the needs that they currently have. The only available day that they had turned out to be a Thursday and only a Thursday. Not wanting to slow him down, I accepted the job and pulled out my phone so that we could exchange numbers. Walking with him as he set about the store, doing whatever it was that he was there to do. In this store were stripes of colored tape on the ground. Red, yellow, and presumably green. Each color had the effect of street lights of the same color in America. Red means stop, yellow means slow down, and green meaning go. I...

A nap dream (9/8/21) Jupiter Victor: he who has the power of conquering everything Jupiter Ruminus: Breastfeeder of every living thing A young Roman finds himself in Olympus, the house of the Gods. It appeared as though he had stepped into a cloud that had been intricately carved into the shape of a room. As the room formed around him, gods began to greet each other from within the chaos.  The young man walks towards the edge of the room and looks out into a vast swirling of angry black clouds. Thunder rumbles loudly, and beneath it is the roar of some dangerous monstrosity just out of sight. Out of that vast darkness, the figure of a man begins to take shape. Starting with a head and a strong beard before the rest of him in the same manner.  The young man looked at his father in disgust, Jupiter, the king of the gods. With no hesitation, the god-king began to approach his son, who was still standing at the edge of Olympus. I felt like I was watching a father approach his son;...

Photo by David Werbrouck on Unsplash He and his Shadow August 17, 2021 : This dream seemed to follow the life of a young man who was the son of affluent parents. His mother was Japanese, while his father was an Icelandic native. I'm not sure why that was important, but I wrote it down in my notes and decided to keep it.  Anywho, the young man found himself wandering through a big facility in the middle of a large and abandoned facility. He walked alone through the wide halls of the facility as if searching for somebody, anybody. He would soon learn that his present state of isolation was a gift that should have been cherished while it lasted. As the young man turned into another empty hall, the silhouette of a person caught my attention. I could see them, and he hadn't yet. They stood silently watching him from down the hall, their body veiled in shadow despite the presence of a light fixture hanging directly above their head. As the young man turned around, the shadowy figu...

August 12/2021 In this dream, the world was being conquered by aliens while power rangers had united to fight back. My brother saw a few of them post-fight, and their signature colors had partly mixed with one another's costumes. Their suits looked primarily white, with colors woven in a way that I can't remember. I was disgusted because somehow, this could be interpreted sexually. Anywho, the aliens fought in cuttlefish/Pac-Man-shaped flying saucers while the rangers traveled around in a crappy car.  Over the length of time in this desert battlefield, the rangers would be reduced to two remaining. The two were brothers and decided to finally retreat. One of them began taking on beastly forms on the way back, and something happened I've experienced before. I began to hear myself shaping the story in the background. I heard myself talking about the beastly transformation. He changed into a wolf; however, I would go on to describe this wolf as a boar-like creature, and surpri...

Photo by Leonardo Yip on Unsplash When I was younger, I had many strange dreams. Here is one I would like to share. The events of this dream took place during a darkened night, me and a few others were sneaking around an abandoned cathedral on the second level.  Through a door behind us, there was movement. The door opened up, and stepping through were several figures in long black robes and skeletal faces. The door downstairs also opened as the military kicked the door down. We all got up and ran downstairs, and on the way, one grabbed my robes, but somehow I got away. A single touch was all it takes to change a person; a good thing it was not my skin. We fled into the street, and on either side of us were buildings like apartments in a big city. Stepping out of every house, skeletons came out and followed our small caravan of survivors, military personnel, and tanks. They watched us from the tops of buildings and from windows and doors, following us across rooftops. They were sm...