Morning of June 16, 2014. Monday.
This is one of those dreams that seems somewhat lucid in a tentative experimental sense, quite vivid and with an energy that seems close to "purifying", and yet not fully in-dream lucid where total conscious control is considered or such potential "remembered" - thus I am still mostly somewhat of a witness and not one hundred percent certain of the setup. Such dreams of these particular nuances are not all that common for me (at least lately). The vividness is actually higher than in some fully lucid dreams, oddly enough.
It starts out at a level where I feel very well and energetic, almost with a sense of ongoing "completion", "perfection" regarding my life's path, and continuous vindicated mental "satisfaction" (a state I am now often in in real life, especially at night or when doing educational networking). I am not sure of the location. It is probably a more integrated composite of several houses including my present home, sister Marilyn's older house, and Cubitis, as is sometimes the case, yet such composites always vary from dream to dream including in directional orientation. The overall layout is most similar to Cubitis, I think, but the feel (or "presence") is more like our last home on Barolin. My wife and I are involved in something, but my sister Marilyn appears and so does brother Jim. Even though both have passed away, Marilyn makes a strange note about Jim being there and points it out in a way that she "knows" something is not quite right (not in a negative sense). It does not even seem all that unusual to me that someone who has died is now at the house. It seems to be about midday.
Jim seems very cheerful but soon starts talking about a tidal wave approaching, excitedly pointing in its direction and talking about its general nature and size. I am able to see the large wave coming from about two blocks away, but it is not as big as other tidal wave events in similar dreams - and does not even seem to be a major destructive force. This one is only slightly above rooftop level as it approaches. In the back of my mind, I am somewhat annoyed by the potential of having some of my belongings damaged by water, but it is not a dominant thought. I get the very clear feeling that I will just have to deal with it and am actually neutral in the implications after a short time. The wave hits and water rushes through the house in a somewhat exhilarating sense (as if it was almost an enriching event). I notice other people outside yelling about it, but not in terror; more like mild surprise.
A little later, I go outside to the direction where the wave had approached from and the scene and landscape changes dramatically and it is also now late in the evening. I am in a very odd hybrid state of faux full lucidity and in-dream witness-only awe relative to the various types of ways the world can end, all occurring at the same time (which seems very amusing to me for some reason, almost like some sort of in-dream unlikely gag). I have no fear or worry at all and feel a very unusual positive energy close to a comedic threshold, almost enthralled to near physical pleasure. Jim is now very happily swimming in the ocean to my left (apparently much of the world had been flooded). My wife and I are on some sort of a balcony-like area or more like an elevated area of a medieval castle.
As in many past dreams of semi-lucidity relative to ocean scenes, I habitually imagine the creation of a plesiosaurus-like sea serpent which materializes in a fairly short time and rises from the water. Above us, but towards the horizon - at about a seventy-degree inclination (common for viewing in-dream events in the sky) there are odd events occurring near and on the visible but dim sun even though it is fully nighttime. The sun, though, seems to be behind some sort of odd "filter" or unusual static (unmoving) squarish gray cloud. Slightly to its right are several small meteors moving horizontally to my right in sparse clusters, all different colors (red, green, purple, blue, etc.), seemingly fizzing across the sky almost like the appearance of sparklers (perhaps to also aid in the end of the world along with other events I seem to be aware of, such as earthquakes, Earth going out of orbit, volcanoes, etc.), but I am not sure if they are close or farther out in space.
I call happily out to Jim about the sea serpent behind him. He cheerfully turns and swims in the opposite direction, directly towards it, and deliberately swims into its open mouth as if that were the best thing he could do with his life. He even makes an extra attempt to make sure he is aligned properly to the jawline to "get it done" as quickly as possible. This is expected in the back of my mind, it seems. Meanwhile, meteors are hitting in the distance.
Later, I am with some unknown people (or composite variations on male classmates from high school) in a casual street scene. One asks me if I had been "damaged" (referring to my childhood and relationship with a different brother - Earl), and my response is a cheerful confirmation that I had not been.
