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The “Living” Furniture (vivid lucid nightmare)

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        Morning of August 21, 1976. Saturday.         This very long dream event came about after falling asleep again before eleven o'clock in the afternoon, with the sun streaming through the windows but not directly near me. My parents were not in the house during this time. My more nightmarish dreams happened mostly in daylight, sometimes with the sun's rays shining in through the curtains or windows as here and perhaps triggered by the body's need to get up and do things, thus the dream state seems to become "hostile" to the dream self.         This one started out during the longest sleep paralysis I have ever had, about thirty to forty minutes, and it was during this time that I partly woke several times, going back into a very lucidly aware dream state. My head was "buzzing" at different times, but there was no "out of body" perception at any point. I was asleep on the couch in the middle of the living room, facing east, my head to the ...

Judy’s Axe (updated with three layers of meaning)

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        Morning of June 27, 2016. Monday.         I am with my wife Zsuzsanna and our children as we are now. For some reason, we are sitting in the shed which seems to be our present shed from where we live now though also seems at one point to be the shed on Loomis Street. The people in the Loomis Street house are strangers, it seems (though I only hear them talking at one point). This highly unlikely scene (of sitting around in a shed of someone we do not know, though perhaps they do not even know we are out here) does not seem unusual to me. I am seated on the floor opposite the door though Zsuzsanna is seated on an armchair to the right of the door (my viewpoint), which is open. Our children are near the wall that is perpendicular to the door.         Eventually, as I am talking to Zsuzsanna, I get an absentminded idea to say "Judy", the name of Zsuzsanna's sister. I say it in a strange way as if making fun of her even though she is not present. However, as I say her...